Chapter 110

  The dock was in a mess, with people swarming around like ants, some standing on tiptoes to look this way.

  "Who's dead?"

  "It was Luozigou's Routziye, he was killed."

  "Nonsense, who dares to kill him on the territory of the boatmen's gang."

  "He's dead, good riddance, the bastard had it coming."

  Whoa! A group of sturdy men carrying big sticks swarmed in, a sea of black, with at least 180 people.

  These men were all brothers of the boatmen's guild, and for a time they surrounded the cargo ship so that it was impossible to get through. The onlookers saw this scene and shook their heads one after another: They had gotten themselves into a terrible mess, and now it would be hard to get out of it.

  One person separated from the crowd and walked to the front of the boat, raising his head to glance at Cheng Darui and others.

  "What's wrong with you, daring to kill someone before even getting off the boat, how bold!"

  Cheng Dali hinted to Xu Shenji with his eyes, but saw that he was scared pale and had lost his mind. Looking at Su Qing again, she wasn't much better either.

  Alas, there is no capable person under me, so I have to speak personally in this situation.

  "What are you?"

  "There is a man named Li Jiaming, who is Lu Ye's deputy. He takes orders from the old master of the Huo Bang and is in charge here."

  "What kind of dog are you, do you have the qualifications to talk to me?" Cheng Dairei played with the pliers in his hand, raised his head and looked around with a face full of disgust: "What is Yangzhou, a broken place where there isn't even a person who understands rules."

  "You!"

  Li Jiayou's eyebrows jumped twice, and with a big wave of his hand: "Brothers, take action, avenge Lord Lu."

  The gang of boatmen were excited, waving their big sticks and about to charge up. At this moment, a loud shout was heard, and a group of people rushed out from the cabin. They held short knives in their hands and carried bows and arrows on their backs. At this moment, the knives had been sharpened, the iron bow had been drawn open, pointing directly at the people below the boat.

  The two sides drew their swords and stood facing each other across the bow of the boat.

  They were all originally mountain bandits, and if they really started fighting, there was no reason to be afraid at all.

  Li Jiaying hesitated, this group of people dared to kill without even getting off the boat, and they would resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, they were indeed very ruthless.

  "Recently, Gongzi has been believing in Buddhism and doesn't want to create more killing karma." Cheng Dalai waved his hand and asked Li Jiaming: "Where is the best inn in Qianzhou City?"

  "Yu Yang Lou, what are you asking this for?" Li Jiaming frowned.

  "You're not worthy of speaking with me, I'm staying at the Fisherman's Pavilion today, have your leader come see me there tonight."

  The people around stared at Cheng Dairen in unison, this man was indeed very arrogant. Cheng Dairen was so domineering that for a moment, Li Jiaming couldn't figure out what he was made of and felt a little apprehensive.

  "Get off the boat."

  Cheng Dairen and his group walked down the wooden ladder towards the boat, ignoring the strong men of the boatmen's guild surrounding them. They all looked at Li Jiaming, waiting for him to make a decision.

  Li Jiaming was turning over in his mind, unable to guess the origin of Cheng Dairen, and saw that Cheng Dairen was about to walk out of their encirclement.

  "Hold on." Li Jiaying suddenly said: "If you kill the people of the Fu Gang, the Fu Gang will naturally have someone to talk to you. Sir, leave a name."

  Cheng Dali suddenly turned around: "Surnamed Ou, Oubao Ouwa is me."

  "Oppa!"

  Li Jiaming opened his mouth, and by the time he came back to himself, Cheng Dairen had already led the men away with a flourish.

  "Master Li, what are we going to do now? Are we just going to let them go like this?"

  Li Jiaying gritted her teeth and suddenly said viciously: "Go find Old Man Sun, we absolutely can't let them off."

  ……

  Walking through the streets, the prosperity of Yangzhou is all in sight. Qianzhou City is not even the most prosperous city in Yangzhou, and it's unknown what the main city of Yangzhou Prefecture would be like. Xu Shenji and his group couldn't take their eyes off everything, and just one Qianzhou City was already much better than Luoye City. According to Su Qing and Liu Qi, even the cosmetics in Qianzhou City were many times stronger than those in Luoye City.

  On both sides of the street, shops stood in great numbers, and pedestrians were constantly on the move. Cheng Darui checked the information of the people on the street and found that there were many excellent talents, and top-notch talents were not rare either.

  "This is what an ancient city should look like, compared to Yangzhou, Youzhou is just a poor and remote place. I knew I should have crossed over to Yangzhou earlier. The scenery is great, the women are beautiful too, Jiangnan women must be different from those big-footed old ladies in Youzhou Prefecture."

  Of course, if Zhen Ruo was in Yangzhou Prefecture as a mountain bandit, he would have been killed by that young hero long ago.

  However, Yangzhou is a place where talented people gather, but even someone as exceptional as Cheng Dalai hasn't been seen on the streets. It seems that among ordinary people, reaching the top level is already the limit, and truly exceptional talents are extremely rare.

  But Cheng Da Lei already has four legendary potential people in his hands, and the prospects are still pretty good.

  Ahead of them was a hubbub, with people gathered in a crowd, shouting at the top of their lungs, but they didn't know what had happened either.

  Cheng Dali and others walked over calmly.

  A huge arena, with a large "Wu" character on the big flag above it.

  Recently, it was the 50th birthday of Wu Tianji, the master of Jindragon Escort Agency. The agency set up a ten-day drumbeat to promote its reputation and invite brothers from the Jianghu.

  The leader of the escort team is Luo Yingshan, the head of the Golden Dragon Escort Agency, known in the Jianghu as the Iron Claw Eagle, wielding an iron whip, roaming the Jianghu for many years, never losing a single shipment.

  The arena has rules, regardless of win or lose, there is a reward of one or two silver coins for going on stage. If you can last ten rounds in the hands of Luo Yinshan, you will be treated as an honored guest by the Golden Dragon Guards Bureau, and if you can defeat Luo Yinshan, you can get 200 taels of Snowflake Silver.

  This is almost like a sea election, and many people from Qianzhou City who practice martial arts have come on stage to challenge. Today is already the tenth day of the standing pavilion, let alone the winner, even those who can last ten rounds in Luo Yinsan's hands are rare.

  Cheng Dalai approached the front and saw that the stage was already in action, with a young man standing alongside Luo Yingshan. After three rounds, the young man had been beaten by Luo Yingshan to the point where he could only defend himself, without any chance of counterattacking.

  Luo Yingshan stepped forward, grabbed Hou Sheng's arm and forcibly broke his forearm. A cry of agony like a child crying for its parents, white bone fragments exposed, the few who had wanted to come on stage were now too frightened to move.

  After ten days of drumming, as soon as I went on stage, there were one or two silver coins to take. The Golden Dragon Bureau scattered out countless silver coins, and some people who didn't even have any skills also went on stage, just for the sake of getting a few silver coins as reward money.

  Lu Yingshan was annoyed to death, today's heavy blow is just to kill a chicken and scare the monkeys.

  Throwing a few silver coins on the young man's body, Luo Yinsan said: "Take him down and use this money to treat his injuries. Everyone, on the arena, fists and feet are blind, if you have real talent and skills, welcome to come up and challenge, let's make friends with martial arts. If someone has no skills at all, don't come up and lose face, lest they be killed by my iron claws."

  Cheng Dali glanced sideways at the stage and said, "Zilong."

  "Belonging to the lower class."

  "Go up and disable one of his arms."

  Zhao Zilong had not yet taken the stage when suddenly a loud shout of "Wow!" was heard and someone rushed onto the stage.

  "That child of yours is so ignorant, today let your third uncle come and teach you a lesson."

  Cheng Dalai patted his head, how did this fool get on board.