Qi Qiu City, Laboratory.

Li Banfeng took an experimental report and pointed out one of the mistakes: "My dear lady, the wormhole is not completely dark. I can see the road and the people around it.

The record player took the report and compared the data: "Mr. Sir, did you really see it at that time, or did you sense it through techniques?"

Li Banfeng recalled the process at that time: "I must have seen it. I didn't use any techniques at that time, not even my Taoist talent.

I should have gone in with a projector to have a look, but he was not mentally stable at the time."

The record player also wanted to go in and have a look: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, and Xiaonu feels unwilling to do so, but Xiaonu's soul is unstable.

If you go in rashly—.”

"Don't be anxious, ma'am. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. You must believe me on this. There is indeed light in the wormhole.

The record player rearranged the calculation: "If there is light, you should be able to see the gap between the first hidden bridge and the second hidden bridge. From this gap, if a rope is found, the people under the bridge should be able to be

Pulled to the bridge,

But how to make this rope requires some effort. Sir, the materials for making the rope may not be easy to buy, and the cost is not low, so you have to make plans in advance."

Li Banfeng was not worried: "He Jiaqing has basically paid off the things. I have helped Shen Jingye so much, so it's time for him to do something."

Not only did Shen Jingye take advantage of the matter of settling the accounts, He Jiaqing also made a huge profit. Under the coordination of Li Banfeng, more than 20 of his businesses opened one after another, and the economic situation continued to improve.

If you have money, you should expand your stall. If you have a hundred businesses, even if someone kills thirty of them, it won't hurt your bones. This is the business principle that He Jiaqing has always adhered to.

But the prerequisite for implementing this principle is to have manpower, and it cannot be ordinary manpower, but capable people and generals.

Fortunately, his old subordinates and new backbones performed well, and in less than a month, sixteen new shops were opened in various parts of Prozhou.

He Jiaqing walked around the shops one by one, focusing on the newly opened silk and satin shop in Datou. The silk and satin shop is located on Fuxiang Avenue in Lushui City, across the street from Paramount. It is the most prosperous area in Lushui City.

It's not easy to open a shop here. The silk and satin shop in Datou is quite small, with three rooms inside and outside, two floors above and below.

Not only selling fabrics, but also selling ready-made clothes.

He Jiaqing was very satisfied and gave him a big prize: "Brother, life in Puzhou is not as good as in other states. There is no TV or mobile phone at night. If you follow me, you will still be wronged."

Da Tou really didn't feel aggrieved. Dozens of people in the silk shop had to salute Da Tou when they saw him: "This kind of dignity can only be obtained in Puozhou. Jiaqing, I owe everything to you for what I am today."

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"We brothers don't talk about this. I think our village can run something else. The shop is so big.

It’s a pity to only be in the clothing business, why don’t you do it again——What’s wrong with your legs?”

When the two of them were going up the stairs, He Jiaqing noticed something was wrong with Big Tou's steps.

"It's okay. I was a little anxious walking yesterday and my foot sprained."

In another state, Datou was registered with the Dark Star Bureau as a fifth-level fighter.

But Datou's introductory medicine is passed down from his family. He is not a fighter, he is a serious martial artist.

When he was abroad, Datou followed He Jiaqing and took a lot of pills. In addition, he practiced hard, and his cultivation level had already reached the sixth level.

After coming to Puluo Prefecture, He Jiaqing used a lot of elixirs for him, and Datou was now a 70% martial artist.

A seventh-level martial arts cultivator, his feet are sprained when he walks? Who believes this?

"Brother, what's going on? Tell me the truth!"

After repeated questioning, Datou told the truth.

It was not easy to get this silk and satin shop. This shop originally belonged to the Su family, which was considered the number one in Green Water City. However, due to some friction with Qingyun Society, the business was seriously affected, so the shop was abandoned.

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Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Qingyun Society is looking for trouble with the Su family because they want this silk and satin shop. Unexpectedly, Datou paid a high price to cut off the beard and rob the shop. This matter brought Han Yaomen, the head of the Qingyun Society, to the sword.

Annoyed.

He personally led people to assassinate Datou. Datou was the backbone of the Dark Star Bureau and had really strong adaptability. He escaped from Han Yaomen and saved his life, but injured one of his legs.

He Jiaqing stood at the stairway on the second floor with his hands behind his back. He bent down and looked at the door: "This shop is good, and the feng shui is prosperous. No wonder Han Yaomen has been thinking about it.

Datou, please feel aggrieved today, no matter how Qingyun will stir up trouble, just don’t continue it.”

Datou felt that this was wrong. If he allowed the Qingyun Society to bully him, he would end up like the Su family and would have to give away the shop sooner or later.

He Jiaqing smiled and said: "We are different from the Su family. We are different from everyone else. These problems in Puozhou need to be corrected."

On that day, someone from the Qing Yun Society actually came to cause trouble. A few gangsters came in to choose fabrics. They had to look at and touch every piece of fabric, and there were dirt and oil stains all over it.

After choosing for a whole day, these gangsters didn't buy anything. The customers in the store were scared away, and the customers from outside didn't dare to come in.

Normally, Datou would have kicked them out long ago.

But He Jiaqing told him not to do anything, and he endured it until closing time in the evening.

A few gangsters successfully messed up the business of the silk and satin shop, and they made a contribution today. They went to the gambling shop opposite.

Go to the shopkeeper to receive the reward.

The shopkeeper of the gambling house is the clothesman of Qingyun Club, a so-called middle-level figure. He paid bounties to these gangsters:

"You guys will come back tomorrow and make more noise, injuring several of his men and destroying a batch of his fabrics.

Force them to fight you,

You must remember that as soon as they make a move, you will lie down on the ground and let them beat you and take care of you. If you are injured, the more serious the injury, the more reward I will give you!"

A few gangsters happily received the rewards and went to the silk and satin shop early the next morning.

Datou gritted his teeth in hatred and asked He Jiaqing: "Can you still bear it?"

He Jiaqing was lying on the handrail of the stairs, looking at the situation in the hall: "I can't bear it today, so I'll beat them up, but I won't hurt them."

A gangster pointed at He Jiaqing and cursed: "What the hell are you looking at? Have you never seen your grandfather?"

He Jiaqing said to Datou: "This one has to be beaten to a point of disability so that he can't walk in the future."

The gangster shouted from the first floor: "What did you just say? Say it again and let me hear it?"

Datou jumped down from the second floor, grabbed the gangster's hair, pushed him to the ground, and broke one of his legs: "He just said that you will not be able to walk in the future."

The gangster cried: "You hit me? You dare to hit me? You know who I am——."

Click!

The big head also crushed the gangster's other leg.

The gangster passed out from the pain, and the remaining gangsters shouted loudly: "The boss here is beating someone, what kind of business is this, come and see——"

Before he finished speaking, the gangster's teeth flew out of his mouth.

Seeing that the big head was taking action, several support staff in the silk and satin shop were busy, grabbing the gangster and starting to blast the hammer.

These gangsters had no cultivation and could not withstand beatings. In less than ten minutes, a group of gangsters were left on the street with bruises all over their bodies.

They lay on the ground and cried for a long time. No one paid attention to them, so they could only hug each other and go to the gambling house.

Yesterday, the boss of the gambling shop told me that if you get hit, it's a big reward. The more serious the injury, the bigger the reward.

They were seriously injured today, and several of them were disabled. Thinking about the amount of the bounty, these people felt that their bodies were not in so much pain.

The gambling house was deserted. Maybe I came early and the business hadn't opened yet.

When they arrived at the lobby, everyone looked around, but there was still no one in sight. The gangster with a broken leg was crawling on the ground, his sight was lower than others, and he was the first to see someone.

"Under the table, everyone is lying down!"

Why are they all going under the table?

The gangster leaned down and called for a long time. There were indeed many people lying under the table, but no one responded.

The gangsters were frightened. The leader dragged a man out from under the table and found that his head was missing.

After dragging out two more, they still have no brains.

The gangsters were so frightened that they crawled out of the casino, running and shouting: "The head is gone, where is the head, where is the head..."

The head was placed at the door of the Qingyun Association's main hall, one by one, in front of Han Yaomen's eyes.

Han Yaomen gritted his teeth: "He Jiaqing, if you kill me, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Outside Green Water City, in a private house, He Jiaqing was making tea for the pirate cultivator, Xiao Qianshou.

Xiao Qianshou picked up the teacup, drank half a sip, shook his head and said, "The heat is not right, the tea is astringent. Little brat, are you paying attention to what I asked you to do?"

He Jiaqing boiled a new pot of water: "Ancestor, I remember your instructions every day, how dare I not take them seriously?"

"I asked you to check the formula of the medicinal powder. So far, there is no news at all. I heard that you and Qing Yunhui were fighting over there?"

He Jiaqing changed a box of tea: "It's all a small matter. Don't worry about it. This is the new foreign black tea in my tea house. You can have a taste."

"If you don't drink that, you won't be used to foreigners' tea," Xiao Qianshou pushed the cup aside and said to He Jiaqing, "Do you think the gangsters in Puozhou are particularly easy to deal with?"

This topic seemed unavoidable. He Jiaqing nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I don't take Qingyun Society seriously. Han Yaomen only has seven floors of land. Why should I let him?"

"The Han Yao Sect is indeed a seventh-level sect, but the Qingyun Society is not that simple. This sect has been around for a long time and has a deep foundation.

The master of Han Yaomen is a voice cultivator on the clouds, and he is also a local god. There are other backers behind his master. If you go on layer by layer, you don’t know how many people will be implicated.
To be continued...