"That's not possible. Why not move in by yourself? The team residence is only used when the mission is temporarily closed. How can it feel like home?" Zhang Xiangyang said with a smile.

The middle-aged scribe beside him looked at Zhang Rongfang with a smile and said nothing.

Zhang Rongfang felt hairy all over when he looked at him and felt a little uncomfortable.

"What your Excellency said is absolutely true. My subordinates are also thinking about whether they should live alone. However, the housing outside is still a bit expensive."

"With your current salary, it shouldn't be a problem. Besides, if you become a full-time employee now, someone should be looking for you soon." Zhang Xiangyang said with a smile.

Zhang Rongfang was a little confused when he heard this.

But we still chatted casually with the team before going out together to leave.

According to the old rules, he went to Wang Bude to learn talismans.

But now Fufa has basically mastered the details, and the deal between the two is about to be completed.

This kind of superior martial arts must be taught step by step, but as long as you master the details and then practice, you will be able to start by yourself.

In the evening.

When he was about to gather for patrol duty, Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of the suggestion that Zhang Xiangyang of the team had mentioned before, that he would move out and live by himself.

It is indeed much more convenient to move out.

Many times, he would even practice martial arts loudly for fear of being discovered by others.

It is also quite inconvenient to get in and out at night, and you have to establish a good relationship with the guard team in advance.

But now that he is already the captain, he can arrange his morning training time by himself. He can even cancel it.

Anyway, we just need to gather for one patrol in the afternoon.

Immediately, he went to Fang Yazi's agency to inquire about the market situation.

The cheapest houses near the Prison Department cost hundreds of taels, and the location is not very good.

But it is much cheaper if you rent it.

It’s less than ten taels a year.

He quickly found a single house with a small yard, which totaled about 200 square meters, and the annual rent was 8 taels.

The house is located behind the Prison Department, less than 100 meters from the side entrance.

After confirming his residence, Zhang Rongfang quickly moved his luggage and other things.

As the captain, he just gave an order, and more than a dozen team members immediately helped generously.

It was all moved in less than fifteen minutes.

In the next few days, the Prison Department continued to mobilize to search for the so-called "Sea Dragon" organization strongholds everywhere.

Zhang Rongfang led a team to go out twice, and those arrested and dealt with were all small-time gangsters and low-level gang members who were not even considered high-end criminals.

Although there are many people practicing martial arts in the government offices, Taoists and Buddhists, in fact it is not an easy task to become a martial artist.

If most people are not gifted, they will need at least ten years of off-the-job training. That is, a training model that is completely separated from production and only consumes.

There is also a teacher to teach you and a constant supply of various things that nourish your qi and blood.

Martial arts practitioners are also required to maintain perseverance and perseverance.

Therefore, most of the real martial arts practitioners come from good backgrounds.

Most of the lower-level coolie gang members are older and can earn money, so they are qualified and free to practice.

This kind of people miss the best time to practice martial arts, and most of them will not be able to reach the top level. At most, they can only practice to strengthen their muscles.

Most of the people Zhang Rongfang arrested were this kind of people.

And in the entire Tan Yang, there are the vast majority of people like this.

In this way, a week passed in a flash.

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Squeak.

The courtyard gate was gently pushed open.

Zhang Rongfang moved his hands and wore a black casual robe with red edges to cover his overly strong legs.

The morning air is a little cold, with a hint of moisture.

Outside the door is a clean night market street.

Most of the neighborhoods adjacent to the Prison Department are relatively prosperous and have rich nightlife.

The only quiet time is this morning.

The cleaning garbage truck stopped and stopped from time to time, dragged by the driving slaves.

In front of several courtyard gates, servants were dipping willow sticks in water and spreading them outside, as if to get rid of bad luck.

On the sidewalk on the right, in front of a public bathhouse, there are already two children helping to wash the bathtub.

The two children were dressed in tatters, and their trousers were quite wet. Their faces were somewhat similar, so they were probably relatives.

On the other side, a young woman and a child with ponytails slowly passed by with a big belly.

The child held a rattle in his hand and kept shaking it back and forth to make a sound.

Looking away, Zhang Rongfang's nerves, which had been tense for a while, relaxed slightly.

Isn't it this peaceful life that he has always wanted to pursue?

Unfortunately...such peace is just an illusion, a bubble that bursts at the touch of a finger.

Walking along the street for a while, he stopped at a pancake stall and bought three pancakes for breakfast.

He ate while walking with it in his hand, but when he returned to the gate of his courtyard, his footsteps stopped.

In front of the courtyard gate, there was a skinny old man wearing a black robe standing.

The old man turned around, faced Zhang Rongfang, and gently took off the black cape on his head.

"Captain Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to be doing well."

Zhang Rongfang paused, and the softness on his face slowly faded.

The person who came was surprisingly the great elder of the Black Ten Sect, Basari, whom he almost killed a few days ago.

On the side of the opponent's neck, the previous wound was still bandaged.

"I didn't expect that the great elder would come in person. What? Do you want revenge?"

Zhang Rongfang lived only a hundred meters away from the Prison Department. Once the action was taken, not one of Basari and the few people behind him could escape.

"How is that possible? I came here just to give Captain Zhang a heads up." Barcelona's expression remained unchanged.

He moved forward step by step, getting closer.

He didn't stop until he was less than half a meter away from Zhang Rongfang.

"Recently, Hai Long seems to be looking for the murderer who framed them before... Hehe, who is it?

Who framed Hai Long and ruined the daughter of the Lin family... This method is really powerful..."

Basari rolled his eyes and stared at Zhang Rongfang with a cold smile.
Chapter completed!