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

“It looks like we can’t reach an agreement.

It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid of those who wear shoes when I'm barefoot. I wonder if beating you up can make this matter bigger, so that I can ask for an explanation in public!"

Yang Qing stared at the clerk in charge and spoke calmly.

No matter how you look at it, I am right in today's matter, even though this is not my home ground.

Anyway, I'm already a cannon fodder, how can they punish me any more?

"Kid! Do you believe that if I yell, someone will throw you out right away?"

"Sir, please stop threatening me. Could it be that this Night Tour Company is owned by your family?"

"Qi Bin! Someone is causing trouble, arrest this guy for me."

Wang Gang smiled grimly and then shouted towards the door.

Immediately, a yamen runner on duty nearby heard the noise and rushed in with another person.

"Boy, this is not the place for you to act wild."

Seeing that Yang Qing was the only outsider in the room, and that he was dressed as a night watchman, the yamen runner named Qi Bin didn't think much about it and reached out to grab Yang Qing by the collar.

But Yang Qing raised his hand and slapped the outstretched hand away. At the same time, Qi Bin felt his collar tighten, and then he felt a sense of flying in the air, followed by a pain in his buttocks. He had been thrown out of the house by Yang Qing.

The bailiff who went in with Qi Bin was not much better off. He was also thrown out with a bang.

The severe pain in their buttocks prevented them from getting up for a while.

Now Yang Qing has experienced the life of a Taoist priest twice, and his skills have increased by about ten years.

With the help of this skill, it was not difficult for him to throw a yamen runner of similar size to himself.

This movement immediately attracted a large number of onlookers.

It was the morning shift change time, and many night watchmen and night watchmen came here to hand over their tasks or report on the situation.

When two people were thrown out, many people immediately stopped and watched the excitement.

After Yang Qing threw Qi Bin and the other man out, Wang Gang was frightened and immediately ran out of the warehouse.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!

Night watchman Yang Qing rebelled and raided the Night Patrol Division!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers immediately burst into laughter.

What is this Yeyousi? This is the place with the strongest real-time combat power in the entire Hengzhou Prefecture.

It's no wonder that there are more masters in this place than dogs. How could anyone be so blind as to raid the Night Patrol Division?

Now Wang Gang knew that he had hit a wall this time.

Two grown men were able to throw things at will with such great strength. Are they really night watchmen?

At this moment, he felt that he had no choice but to muddy the waters. It would be best if a night watchman came out and killed the guy without any explanation.

Yang Qing walked out of the house slowly, and then saw a middle-aged man in night watchman's clothes rushing towards him with a knife in hand.

This man had just recently shown filial respect to Wang Gang, and as a result he got a lot of good equipment.

Yang Qing had never heard of smoke bombs, golden talismans, tiger-overflow bombs, etc., but this man had all these equipment suitable for night watchmen.

At this moment, the man saw that there was another opportunity to flatter, so he rushed forward, waving the tempered steel knife in his hand.

But Yang Qing had once experienced the life of a swordsman from the northern frontier, and was already familiar with the basic properties of the sword.

When it comes to his understanding of swordsmanship, how can he be compared to that sycophantic night watchman?

As soon as this guy made a move, Yang Qing knew where his knife was going to hit him, how much force it would have, what its trajectory would be, and when it would hit him.

Using some techniques of tracing the opponent's movement and cutting off the pulse, Yang Qing stretched out his hand and easily intercepted the opponent's wrist halfway.

Then he squeezed it with a little force and heard the guy scream. The next moment, the tempered steel knife fell into Yang Qing's hands.

The man was still tough and wanted to punch Yang Qing on the head again, but Yang Qing killed him with a knife. The knife hit his cheek with such force that the man fainted immediately.

As soon as Yang Qing got the hundred-refined steel knife in his hand, he knew from its weight that it was much better than the fine iron long sword he had used before. He flicked his fingers on the blade, and it made a crisp sound.

"Not bad, it's a good knife!"

Yang Qing then bowed and spoke to the people around him.

“I don’t know how much credit this guy has done among the night watchmen to get such a weapon.

I fought hard, and my knife was bitten to pieces by the evil spirit, but I can't even replace it with an ordinary iron knife. I wonder which master in the Night Patrol Department can come out and seek justice for me."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter all around!

"Hahaha, the clerk in charge of material distribution is called Wang Gang, right? It looks like we've hit a wall this time! But isn't this kid too reckless?"

"I knew it. That guy always asks for bribes whenever the night watchmen come to collect supplies. He walks along the river so often that something bad will happen sooner or later. Isn't this embarrassing?"

"Isn't this the point? This is the first time I've seen a night watchman dare to cause trouble in the Night Patrol Division. This kid is going to be in trouble soon."

There was a sudden noise all around, with everyone talking in a flurry, not caring about the matter and many night watchmen standing by just wanting to watch the fun.

Of course, there was more ridicule towards Wang Gang.

People are not optimistic about the fate of night watchmen like Yang Qing, but they don't care either.

There are monks here to maintain order. Even though Yang Qing is quite skilled, he is just a night watchman after all, and his identity and status are there.

Even if that petty official was incompetent, he was still a representative of the Night Patrol Department and represented the face of the Night Patrol Department. It was not the turn of a small fry to cause trouble.

After all, in the eyes of this group of night watchmen who were watching the fun, the night watchman was just a consumable and was not considered one of his colleagues.

"How dare you! Who dares to cause trouble in the Night Patrol Department?"

A voice sounded, and a young man in his twenties jumped into the center of the venue. As soon as he entered, he saw a young man in the field holding a tempered steel knife, telling something to everyone.

There were two yamen runners and a night watchman who had fainted lying on the ground. Then the clerk who was in charge of the daily distribution of supplies ran behind him with a crying face.

"Sir, this guy is causing trouble in the Night Patrol Office." Wang Gang jumped behind him and pointed at Yang Qing.

Hearing this, the young man frowned unconsciously!

The young man's name is Wu Zhen, and he is the monk who is responsible for maintaining order in the Night Patrol today.

"what happened!"

Wu Zhen asked in a cold voice.

As soon as this question was asked, Wang Gang immediately started to "complain" as if he had someone backing him up.

"Sir, please judge for yourself. This guy is a night watchman, but he doesn't do his duty properly. Instead, he vents his emotions on his weapons. He has only been here for a few days, and he has already broken several weapons.

I just gave him a few words of advice with good intentions, but he relied on his skills to threaten me and started beating me with brute force!

First he beat up the guard who was in charge of security, and then he rushed out and prepared to continue beating me.

You see Xiao Li on the ground, he just wanted to help me, but he was beaten by this guy and I don't know if he is alive or dead. Please seek justice from the lord and punish the murderer severely."

There was a tearful tone in Wang Gang's voice, as if it contained endless grievances.

He knew that Wu Zhen was just a newcomer, who had arrived only a few days earlier than Yang Qing. As a newcomer, it was easy to fool him, so he borrowed his knife to kill Yang Qing first.

"Humph!"

When Wu Zhen heard this and saw the people lying on the ground, he immediately believed it. Without waiting for Yang Qing to figure it out, he shouted at Yang Qing, "Immediately! Right now! Drop the knife and kneel down!"

"Your Excellency, do you only listen to him?"

Although Yang Qing guessed that the other party would favor the minor official, he did not expect the other party to scold him without even asking a question, so he asked back.

"Humph, you are just a night watchman, don't put your head on the thing on your belt, every day you live is a day of gain, you are so reckless!

Since you don't want to kneel, let me make you kneel!"

After saying this, Wu Zhen attacked Yang Qing with a punch, but halfway through the punch he changed it into a grab and grabbed Yang Qing's wrist.

Then he stepped sideways and stepped hard on Yang Qing's knee.

If he stepped on it firmly, it would definitely break Yang Qing's leg.

This is an attempt to destroy Yang Qing right from the start.

But Yang Qing would not do as he wished. At this moment, he had been practicing for nearly ten years and had rich experience in combat. So he turned around and pulled with his wrist, and at the same time, he pushed with his shoulder and knocked Wu Zhen back.