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

Xu Caikun walked forward slowly and tremblingly with a lantern in his hand. Soon, he heard two howls behind him, and then the howls turned into wails.

After a while, Yang Qing suddenly appeared again and snatched the lantern from his hand.

The whole process was clean and neat, and it seemed that the man was quite skilled.

"Done, let's move on."

After walking another half street with Xu Caikun, Yang Qing suddenly stopped when they were near the intersection and stopped Xu Caikun.

"We seem to be surrounded!"

As he was speaking, he saw five or six sturdy men rushing out from the corner of the street, all wearing black shorts embroidered with the word "Dou Jin".

Yang Qing and Xu Caikun couldn't walk very fast to begin with. Not only did they have to take Xu Caikun's speed into consideration, they also had to be careful about whether there were any evil spirits lurking around. That's why they were taken a shortcut by this group of local thugs with clear goals.

"What should we do!" Xu Caikun's voice trembled.

"What else can I do? Either you spend some more money to buy me to stay and fight them; or you stay. Don't worry, I should be able to get away."

Yang Qing glanced at the people chasing after him and found that there were no so-called cultivators among them, they were just thugs who looked strong.

"You can't do this. If you leave me, I'll be dead. I'll add some more silver, two hundred taels, no, three hundred taels, a total of three hundred taels. How about you take me home?"

"It looks like you won a lot tonight!" Yang Qing smiled happily when he heard that, and there seemed to be the smell of money in the air.

"It was all a trap to lure me in, otherwise why would I rush home in the middle of the night.

Five thousand taels! They dared to set a trap of five thousand taels. God knows what this gambling house wants to get from me! "

“Five thousand taels!

Master Xu, I think we need to change our hiring plan."

When Yang Qing heard about so much money, his eyes lit up even brighter.

"I just took a closer look and suddenly realized that among the group of strong men opposite me, there seemed to be some of my long-lost brothers and dearest relatives!"

Upon hearing that Mr. Xu won five thousand taels in one night, which is equivalent to about seventy or eighty first-level Evil Trace Pearls, Yang Qing immediately became interested.

"You, what do you mean!"

“It’s nothing special, I just care more about family ties.

So, you have to pay more money!" Yang Qing said firmly.

As they were confronting each other, they heard the sound of running behind them, and then they saw Sun Wu coming over with the two of them, panting.

"Sun Mazi and Li Gou's legs were broken by that kid. Take the guy surnamed Xu away and make him take fingerprints. Beat the night watchman to death on the spot.

Hurry up, the Third Master will be here soon, we'd better finish the work before he comes, otherwise, you all know the Third Master's temper."

As soon as Sun Wu finished speaking, the gang of thugs who were blocking the way of Yang Qing and the other man rushed forward, and the first one of them hit Yang Qing on the head with an iron rod in his hand.

But Yang Qing took a step forward, dodged the stick, and kicked the man in the chest with his side kick.

The huge force directly kicked the man away, and knocked down the two people behind him.

"Three more have come. Three plus six equals nine. Adding the previous four, there are thirteen Filthy Trace Beads in total. If you disagree, I will leave immediately."

"Thirteen! I only won five thousand taels in total, and you're going to lose one thousand taels this time!"

"I can't help it. I've been in some trouble lately. You can choose not to agree. I'll just go to my relatives and ask them to help me think of a solution.

Besides, compared to five thousand taels, this price of less than one thousand taels is really fair."

Seeing that things were not going to end well, and that the fat boy surnamed Xu had won a lot of money again, Yang Qing was determined to rip him off ruthlessly, since he was poor now and was eager to improve his strength.

But Xu Caikun did not agree immediately. After all, it was not so easy to get the money from the gambling house.

Now that the feud has been formed, I don’t know how much it will cost to settle it, so naturally I want to bargain and save the most.

At this time, a thug with a wretched figure was already sticking to the corner of the wall, quietly approaching Xu Caikun in the darkness.

Just as he was about to put the long knife on his neck, Yang Qing came over and kicked him aside.

This sudden change frightened Xu Caikun so much that he screamed and begged Yang Qing in panic, "Agree! Agree! Get rid of them quickly!"

"Okay, Mr. Xu, just wait and see!" Yang Qing laughed.

After saying that, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he took out a meteorite dagger in his sleeve and killed those strong men so hard that they screamed in pain!

All weapons that attacked Yang Qing fell to the ground with the whistling sound of his dagger.

I saw that those people were either hit in the arms or thighs, and they were all bleeding.

Yang Qing is not a saint, so she will not hold back.

Of course, he is not a murderous demon.

These people were all severely injured in their arms and thighs, and temporarily lost the ability to move. If they were lucky, they might even be able to recover later.

"Boy, you're in big trouble! I know you're a night watchman. We can find your information in the Night Patrol Department. You can't escape!"

Sun Wu was frightened by Yang Qing's skills. A small night watchman should be like cannon fodder, but how could he be so skilled? He could defeat 1v8 so easily and knock down all the thugs in the gambling house in just a moment.

Little did they know that the current Yang Qing is really not comparable to an ordinary night watchman.

Knowing that today's matter was a failure, Sun Wu turned and ran into the darkness. Since things were beyond his control, he had to go back and inform other people in the gambling house.

But just as he ran into the darkness, he heard a muffled sound, and Sun Wu was like a sandbag being thrown back, spitting blood from his mouth, and flew back, and happened to fall at Yang Qing's feet.

Then, a burly man as strong as an iron tower, holding a short hammer in each hand, walked out of the dark alley.

"You messed up and you still want to run away? When did our gambling house have such rules?"

"Third... Third boss!"

When the fallen thugs saw the newcomers, they all showed fear in their eyes.

"Hmph! You are a bunch of losers. You can't even catch a single person, and I have to do it myself. What use are you to me?"

These gambling house thugs are actually just ordinary people, and they deal with violent fights between ordinary people.

However, the ones who are truly responsible for the nighttime safety of the gambling house and preventing sneak attacks by evil spirits are a group of down-and-out monks serving in the gambling house.

This is one of the reasons why these gambling houses dare to operate at night.

And these three in command are the best among the group of guard monks.

However, there are usually night watchmen to eliminate evil spirits, so the chance of attacking the gambling house is not high, which is why this guy has become lazy.

When the incident just happened, he was practicing boxing in the private room of a top prostitute in the brothel next door, which is why he was one step late.

"You are just a lousy night watchman, a fellow who lives on every day and never sees the light of day, and you dare to cause trouble for me? Prepare to die!"

After saying that, the third in command took a step forward and attacked Yang Qing fiercely with two short hammers. Although his moves were powerful, his speed was not slow at all.

The head of the short hammer used by the third in command was very small, even a few centimeters smaller than the third in command's fist. But the more this was the case, the more Yang Qing dared not underestimate the opponent.

The saying "a hammer cannot outmatch a tiger" means that the size of the hammer head should not exceed the mouth of one's thumb. Such a short hammer has both power and speed.

boom!

Although Yang Qing avoided several consecutive hammer blows one by one with his nimble body, each blow caused stone chips to fly all around and almost hit Yang Qing's face.