The Night Watchman of Another World: I know a lot of things

"I see!

But in my impression, the area in the east of the city is poor, and most of the people there are low-class merchants.

It seems that the only family with the surname Xu can meet the requirements you just mentioned. "

"Which Xu family?"

"Which other Xu family could it be? It can only be the one that used to be known as the Xu family of the east city.

Only their old house meets the requirements you just mentioned.

It is said that they used to make a lot of money and accumulate considerable strength by trading goods along trade routes between cities.

However, they were soon weakened by the encirclement of the Lin family in the north of the city, the Yan family in the south of the city, and the Tiger Head Gang. It is estimated that only a few of them are left now."

"I don't really want to understand your gang's affairs. I just want to know if there is any problem in taking over this house?"

"Reporting to godfather, it's no problem. It may not even cost anything to make a plan."

"Well, this is the only one left. Find a way to get this house over here. Be quick and make as little noise as possible."

"Understood! Then I'll go take care of that first."

"Yeah! Go ahead."

Zhou Changfeng picked up the teacup beside him, which meant he was seeing the guest off.

"Wait a moment!"

At this time, Zhou Huahao, who had been standing aside, spoke.

"The meteorite dagger I carry with me is also worth a fortune. It is my most beloved thing. Zhou Yan, go and get it back for me."

Zhou Huahao's words were extremely arrogant. In his eyes, although Zhou Yan was his sworn brother in name, he was ultimately just his own dog.

"Okay, don't worry, brother. I will find it for you in the next few days."

Zhou Yan nodded when he heard that, but deep down he really didn't want to bother with this good-for-nothing guy. If his father wasn't Zhou Changfeng, he would have sent someone to kill him secretly.

After saying this, Zhou Yan left in a hurry.

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The next morning, after finishing his patrol, Yang Qing went straight back to the Night Patrol Division to report for duty.

The person who was in charge of checking in for Yang Qing and other night watchmen was an old man named Chen, who was originally a retired clerk from the Hengzhou government office.

Because his family was not well-off and his expenses were high, he had no choice but to use some connections after retirement and got this job in the Night Tour Office to be responsible for roll call.

Although the money earned is not much, it is a long-term benefit.

"From Hufang Road to Shagoupo, Yang Qing!

Here, this is your duty sign for last night, take it and go over there to collect your pay."

After registering Yang Qing's name, Old Man Chen handed him a bamboo stick with patterns engraved on it.

Yang Qing can collect his wages with this sign.

The night watchmen are paid on a daily basis, as the work is dangerous and no one is sure whether they can survive to the end of the month.

So basically, I earned money the night before and spent it all the next day.

"Seven more died last night. I wonder how long this kid can live! He looks so young. Alas!"

Looking at Yang Qing's back, Old Man Chen sighed.

After receiving his wages, Yang Qing had an extra hundred copper coins in his hand. If he only used this money for food and drinks, the hundred copper coins would be more than enough.

Among these night watchmen, about one-third of them became night watchmen because they had completely lost their source of livelihood and had no other choice.

At least, being a night watchman would not make you starve to death, and you could even make a little money.

While weighing the copper coin in his hand, Yang Qing glanced at the warehouse nearby.

Through the door, he could see that the person sitting inside was still the clerk who had demanded a bribe from him last time.

It seems that I need to change another knife.

Although he now had a meteorite dagger, it was stolen goods and it was not suitable to be taken out openly. At this moment, it was hidden in the lapel of Yang Qing's chest.

Yang Qing felt that he still needed a presentable item.

Snapped!

Yang Qing stepped into the warehouse and slammed the broken pieces of the long knife in front of Wang Gang's desk.

"Manager, change the knife!"

There is a rule in the Night Patrol Division that if you want to change weapons, you must bring back the previously damaged weapons.

Yang Qing didn't understand this rule.

The knife was damaged, which shows how fierce the battle was at that time. Who would have the energy to pick up the broken pieces of the knife?

However, Yang Qing overlooked one point: this rule only applies to night watchmen.

Night watchmen usually have their own soul soldiers, so there is no need for them to change their weapons. Usually less than half of the night watchmen can survive for more than a month.

How many things can a bunch of guys who have to put their heads on their belts all day long care about?

If they were not strictly controlled, I guess they would trade their knives for alcohol money every day.

The clerks in the government office are all very shrewd, so how could they leave such a loophole for the night watchman to exploit?

"Ah!

You are good, kid. It has only been a few days and you have already mastered the second knife. But you may have forgotten how I warned you at the beginning!"

Wang Gang glanced at the fragments of the long sword. Although he looked disdainful, he was still quite surprised in his heart.

He is not stupid. The knife on the table has been broken into pieces, and there are several gaps on the blade, which are obviously teeth marks.

Could it be that this was bitten to pieces by the evil spirit? Could it be that this guy was really fighting against the evil spirit head-on?

If that's the case, then the boy in front of me is quite courageous.

The more Wang Gang looked, the more frightened he became.

But then he remembered that last time this guy ignored his request for favors. What a pity, this guy doesn't understand the ways of the world at all!

Thinking of this, Wang Gang pushed the broken knife pieces on the table towards Yang Qing.

"No, unless you can produce the filthy beads left behind after killing the evil spirit to prove that you have indeed killed the evil spirit, otherwise not only will I not give you the weapon, I will also punish you for destroying military supplies at will."

Wang Gang has made up his mind that he will teach this kid a lesson this time no matter what.

If he knows what's good for him, next time he comes to ask for supplies everything will be fine. If he doesn't know what's good for him, don't forget that this is the Night Tour Division.

He is just a small night watchman, so it's fine if he is bullied. So what if he has some skills? If he really has abilities, he can't be just a night watchman.

"Why can't I change it? Even though I've only been a night watchman for a short time, I still know a few rules.

I've never heard that you need to prove you've killed evil spirits in order to receive supplies.

I don't know if this rule is from the Night Patrol Department or from you, sir."

Yang Qing stared at the clerk in front of him, seeing his fearless look, he thought that today's matter might not be so easy to resolve.

Before, I thought that as long as I got the broken knife fragments, even if that guy blocked me, he would probably not give me a good knife, but continue to give me a metal knife to be done with.

But I don't care. I just want a presentable one.

But he never expected that this petty official would actually dare to blatantly block his military supplies.

I get these things to fight evil spirits head-on, not as a benefit.

"Humph! Mine or Night Patrol's, what's the difference?

Boy! Don't say I didn't warn you. You are just a night watchman, so don't argue with me. Otherwise, it will be hard to say who is right and who is wrong.

I'm making this clear today. If you hand over the Filthy Pearl readily, everything will be fine later.

I will no longer hold back your supplies, and it's even possible for me to give you some extra goodies, since you've left such a deep impression on me.

But if you don't know what's good for you, humph, I told you, you won't get any military supplies here in the future."

After hearing these words, Yang Qing couldn't help but laugh out of anger.

They fought hard outside, but when they got here, they were extorted for bribes by a bunch of parasites hiding in the safe zone.

Although I still have a dirty bead in my pocket,

But this was earned not long ago when I fought with that withered mantis and lost my life. Why should I give him what I earned with my life just with a few words from this guy in front of me?

Some people have neither ability nor merit, but they can just lie in their comfort zone and suck the blood of others safely. Why?

Yang Qing would not, nor would he want to, indulge such a person.