Qiao Xianyong was tall, so even though he was standing at the end of the team, he could clearly see what was happening in front of him.
The two men at the front were both wearing short-fighting shirts and were probably in their twenties. The man on the left looked dull, and the man on the right had a pair of triangular eyes rolling around.
A man standing in the middle of a row of escorts held a book like a roster and read, "Liu Dayuan, Mao Mao."
One of the two people in the front shouted "Here it is" and the other said "It's me".
The escort put down the roster, looked at the two of them, and asked, "What weapons do you two know?"
The shrewd-looking man rushed to answer loudly, "I can use a knife!"
The bodyguard casually pulled out a very ordinary machete from the weapon rack on the side and handed it to the man. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you Liu Dayuan?"
The man took the long sword, stamped his right foot, and said in a loud voice, "Master Boomerang Master, my surname is Mao Mao! The number one swordsman in Guang'an is Mao Mao!"
Not only the row of escorts, but also the people in both teams laughed coaxingly. Someone whispered, "Maomao, hey, the name of this first sword is amazing!"
Mao Mao seemed to have been used to hearing the ridicule for a long time, and said unmoved, "Guard, what are your orders?"
The bodyguard suppressed the smile on his lips and said, "Come on, Master Mao, please show us all the best swordsmanship in Guang'an!"
Mao Mao walked to an open area in the field, put his heels together, held the knife disk in his left hand, held a single knife hanging on the left side of his body in his left arm, with the tiger's mouth facing down, the blade facing forward, the back of the knife close to his forearm, his right hand stretched forward, swinging
Made a single-hand move.
Immediately afterwards, Mao Mao's body turned sharply to the left, took a step forward with his left foot, shifted his center of gravity, saw a flash of light from the sword, and stabbed forward with a single sword. I saw Mao Mao slashing left and stabbing right, cutting up and down, dancing with a single sword.
The rustling sound is really beautiful. There are constant cheers and cheers from the crowd.
Qiao Xianyong saw that although this man's swordsmanship was beautiful, it was flashy and full of flaws. In a real duel, he might not be able to deliver a single sword to his opponent. His swordsmanship was more like a play on a stage, with every move
They were all so different. Qiao Xianyong shook his head secretly, and had no idea what the Baisha Escort Bureau was doing with these frivolous people.
After finishing a single sword dance, Na Mao Mao was sweating profusely and looked at the escort expectantly.
The escort obviously knew that this was a show of force, but for some reason he didn't say anything. He just nodded and said, "It's okay if you can hold a knife. You've been selected. Come to the escort agency at 3:00 tomorrow to order the order." After saying that, he took a pen and put it in his hand.
There is a circle on the roster.
Mao Mao showed joy on his face, looked at everyone with pride, and walked out of Baisha Escort Agency with his head held high.
The bodyguard pointed at the dull man on the left and said, "Liu Dayuan, right? What kind of weapon do you use?"
Liu Dayuan blushed, and after a while he whispered, "I only know boxing."
The escort didn't say anything, pointed to the sky and said, "Come on, please!"
Liu Dayuan stood firmly in a horse stance, with his elbows and knees, his neck held high and his head held high, and he punched out. Qiao Xianyong recognized that this man was fighting Bajiquan, a common short-fighting technique among the people. He saw Liu Dayuan punching more and more
He is coming faster and faster, and it is clear that he is a descendant of Bajiquan from the Ma family's Tongbei sect. Although this boxing technique looks simple, it is indeed very powerful when practiced to its essence, especially in close combat.
Qiao Xianyong saw that Liu Dayuan was doing the six major open boxing techniques of hugging, carrying, carrying, shouldering, and wrapping in an orderly and vigorous manner. He knew that he was indeed a master of this foreign martial arts, and he was even better than Mao Mao who had just used the flower knife.
How many times more? He secretly shouted "Okay". At this time, Liu Dayuan also made a stop and regained his stance.
The escort seemed to have some knowledge. He nodded and said, "That's right. Liu Dayuan, I'll order some at 3:30 tomorrow."
The man looked straight at the escort and asked, "Master, how long do you want us to accompany you on this escort trip?"
The escort drew a circle on the roster with a pen and said without raising his head, "A round trip can take as short as four months or as long as half a year."
Liu Dayuan then asked, "Where did that take us?"
The escort impatiently raised his head, squinted at him and said, "The destination of this escort trip is a secret! Do you understand the secret? I don't even know, how can I tell you? If this escort trip wasn't so important,
The Baisha Escort Agency is afraid of being short of manpower, so how can we recruit people temporarily just in case? With your level, if you want to join the Baisha Escort Agency on weekdays, you will probably have to wait for the next life!"
Liu Dayuan's lips moved, as if he still wanted to speak. The escort waved his hand and said, "Get out of here! If you ask me again, don't come tomorrow!"
Liu Dayuan did not dare to say anything, lowered his head and walked out of the yard.
Only then did Qiao Xianyong understand that the tall and short bodyguards at the door thought that he was here to apply for a short-term escort of the Baisha Escort Agency, so he took him in without asking carefully. His mind moved, if he really became an escort of the Baisha Escort Bureau, wouldn't he?
Can we just follow the escort team to the capital?
Qiao Xianyong made up his mind and looked at the remaining people carefully. Most of them only had some basic skills, so the bodyguards would leave them in a circle. Only those who were really weak or had no strength to restrain the chickens, the bodyguards would
The names were checked off the roster and kicked out. It seemed that the Baisha Escort Agency was really in a hurry, so the selection threshold was much lower.
After a while, almost all the people in front of Qiao Xianyong were gone, and it was finally his turn.
The escort looked at the roster in his hand and read, "Wang Erhu!"
No one agreed.
The escort looked up at Qiao Xianyong in confusion and asked, "Wang Erhu! Are you not Wang Erhu?"
Qiao Xianyong shook his head blankly and replied, "My name is Qiao Xianyong."
The escort looked through the roster in his hand, but seemed not to find the name, and said, "When did you register?"
Qiao Xianyong turned back and pointed at the gate of Baisha Escort Agency and said, "I have not registered. It was the two masters at the door who let me in."
The escort seemed to have an angry look on his face, and he cursed, "These two sons of bitches! They just bring in some random stuff every day to make up for me!" After scolding, he looked at Qiao Xianyong and said, "Silly boy, he's quite big.
It’s okay to move things. Okay, let’s have some tea tomorrow at 3:00!” Then he took a writing brush and wrote the three words “Qiao Xianyong” crookedly on the roster.
When Qiao Xianyong heard that his martial arts was not tested, he was surprised and said, "Master, master, don't you ask me what I know?"
"What's going on! I've been under the sun for a long time, and I've never seen anyone with real skills! Other than that, what's the reason! Why don't you want to let you do odd jobs with the escorts?
Do you think the wages are low?"
Mr. Qiao was always afraid that the opportunity he had already obtained would fly away. How dare he complain about the wages? What's more, he never thought that the escort agency would give him money. He nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice and said, "Don't dare, I will be on time tomorrow morning."
Come to the Escort Bureau and order some milk. Thank you, Master!" After saying this, as if he was afraid that the Escort Master would regret it, he did not dare to stop even a step and walked out of the Baisha Escort Bureau in a meteoric stride.