Half an hour later, Chen Xuan had already learned about the general situation of Qingfeng City and immediately asked: "What is the situation of the constable in this yamen? Even if the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, there should be constables to maintain public order."

Lin Zedong smiled bitterly: "Since so many county magistrates and heads of the cavalry have died, all the remaining constables have run away. Everyone knows that someone is deliberately opposing the court, so how can anyone dare to stay there? Besides, Wang Jiuye’s people are rampant and go out of the yamen, completely treating the yamen as their back garden, which makes other constables even more afraid to stay too late, for fear of angering Wang Jiuye.”

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, suddenly glanced at him and landed on the two gangsters next to him, shouting, "Son of Turtle, I will give you a chance to shine your ancestors!"

The two gangsters trembled and roughly guessed what Chen Xuan was going to do. They hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Sir, please spare me, please spare me!"

"The little one dares no longer."

They kowtowed repeatedly.

"Grandma, what are you yelling!"

Chen Xuan glared and slapped his palm on the table, saying, "This captain will appoint you as the new constable in Qingfeng City now, and take office immediately from now on."

He looked at Lin Zedong and said, "Mr. Lin, do you still have any constable clothes in the yamen?"

"In addition to the official uniform of the Xiaguan, all the constable's clothing has been taken away, some have been made into tablecloths, and some have been made into curtains."

Lin Zedong said.

"Oh my god, that's to re-customize!"

Chen Xuan said.

When the two gangsters heard that they were called as constables, they were even more frightened and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Sir, please spare us, we won't be a constable!"

"I will die as a constable. I have old age and young ones. My child is only eight months old this year and is hungry."

…

Bang!

Chen Xuan slashed out with a palm, and a table next to him instantly split into pieces.

The two gangsters were shocked and dared not continue to yell.

"Son of Turtle, who has any objection? Who dares to object?"

Chen Xuan scolded.

The two gangsters swallowed and spitted, nodding and smiling flatteringly.

"Sir, we are willing to be the headmaster."

"Yes, we are willing to follow the adults."

They introduced themselves.

One is named Zhang Jinmao and the other is Li Erha. His ancestral home is from Qingfeng City, and he is extremely familiar with all the three religions and all the various ances of Qingfeng City.

Oh.

Chen Xuan couldn't stand it.

Is this name serious?

I seriously doubt whether their parents are also time travelers!

"Golden Retriever, Erha, don't worry, follow me and do it well. This will not treat you badly."

Chen Xuan squeezed out a kind smile and looked at them.

The two of them were surprised and didn't understand why Chen Xuan became so gentle all of a sudden.

Didn't you look fierce just now?

The two nodded repeatedly and smiled flatteringly.

"Yes, sir."

"I have to take care of you."

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, took out two hundred taels of silver bills from his arms and handed them to them, and said lightly: "This is the money for making clothes and buying official knives. Take it and go out to do twenty sets of constable clothes!"

Twenty sets?

The two were shocked.

Chen Xuan suddenly stood up, patted his palms on their shoulders, and the five poisons of true energy invaded their bodies and said lightly: "Remember, don't play tricks for me, otherwise if you suffer, roll up your sleeves if you don't believe it."

The two of them quickly rolled up their sleeves and their faces changed.

I saw a layer of blue purple appeared at some point on my elbow.

"Did you see the bruise on it? I have already patted your fatal hole. Only I can solve it. If you dare to escape secretly, the bruise will kill you in an instant. Do you understand?"

Chen Xuan said calmly.

The two were even more shocked, and their calves were trembling.

"Sir, please spare me, we will never dare to run away."

"Yes, spare your life!"

…

"Okay, go."

Chen Xuan said.

The two hurriedly ran out the door.

The so-called "slap in the fatal hole" is naturally fake, it is nothing more than the effect of the five poisons true qi, but if they really dare to run away, once the five poisons true qi occurs, they will be able to bear it.

Chen Xuan walked out of the room and looked at the two people who had previously been lit by him. He thought for a moment, walked over, took them directly to another room, threw them onto a chair, and began to interrogate.

"Grandma, how many masters are there under Wang Jiu?"

He asked.

The two of them were dissolving their internal strength, and they were limp and extremely weak. At this moment, they were still full of fear when they looked at Chen Xuan.

"What magical skills are you using?"

One of them was afraid of the way.

"I'm Ge, do you want to learn my magical skills? Tell me all the information you know and I will teach you."

Chen Xuan said.

"Master Jiu...Master Jiu will not let you go."

Another person struggled.

Bang!

Chen Xuan fell down with a slap, covered his forehead, and shot him dead on the spot.

The man's eyes were wide open, his orifices were bleeding, and he died with his eyes closed.

No matter what, I never expected the captain to be so decisive.

Why don't you torture me?

If you torture me, wouldn't I just say it?

I just want to be reserved.

The other person next to him shivered and became even more frightened. He looked at Chen Xuan and hurriedly shouted: "I said, I'll say that."

They are all desperate people. The reason why they do things for Wang Jiu is nothing more than to seek stability. But if they do things, they never thought of paying their lives.

Now that his second brother was shot dead with a clench, how could he dare to take it?

"Son of Turtle, say!"

Chen Xuan asked while sitting on the chair.

"We two brothers are Wang Jiuye who defected to him last year. Wang Jiuye has many masters under his command. There are more than ten of them in the ninth level of energy storage alone. Among them, four of them are the most terrifying. They are known as the four heavenly kings, namely the East Heavenly King "Iron Slaughter" Lu Fenghan, the West Heavenly King "Shura Knife" Yang Guangzhao, the South Heavenly King "Poison Heart Scholar" Chu Yunting, and the North Heavenly King "The Heavenly King on the Palm" Guo Bing,

Except for the Dongtian King who is already a master of Tongmai realm, none of the other three have opened Ren Du, but they have at least thirty-five years of internal strength. They all want to accumulate further and want to wait until their internal strength is deeper to break through Tongmai.

In addition to these four heavenly kings, Wang Jiuye also has the support of the Marquis’ Mansion behind the scenes. There are many masters in the Marquis’ Mansion, and there are many powerful men from the older generation guarding the meridian realm, with seven or eight people."

The man said.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly and asked, "What is the unique skill of the Four Heavenly Kings?"

"The unique skill of the Eastern Heavenly King is the iron-transforming palm. With one palm, a hundred refining iron can dissolve a mark. The Western Heavenly King's unique skill is the thirty-six-way blood demon sword technique. It is said that he is a master of the Blood Sword Sect. He had done a shocking case in his early years. Six gates failed to arrest him several times. The Southern Heavenly King's unique skill is the Yinfeng claw. He grabbed it and urged his tendons to break his bones and specializes in breaking his lifeline. Even if he could survive at that time, he would have to endure endless pain and die. The Northern Heavenly King's unique skill is the Vajra Palm. He was a disciple of the Western Regions Shaolin. Later, he secretly learned Vajra Palm and betrayed the Western Regions Shaolin and fled here."

The man said.

"Shaolin in the Western Regions?"

Chen Xuan couldn't help but brow.

There are also Shaolins in the Western Regions in this world?

"The Shaolin in the Western Regions is a branch of Shaolin. In the early years, a monk left Shaolin and established it in a deserted state. Most of the unique skills in it are very different from those in the Central Plains Shaolin. He does not pay attention to internal energy cultivation, but rather focuses on physical exercise."
To be continued...