"Are you the new little boss?" The leader, an old stickman, sniffed while talking. After tinkering for a long time, he uttered a cold word.
"I'm waiting here to help you guard the village for most of the day. Why don't you give me some labor wages?"
Xu Mu and Si Hu looked at each other and smiled.
They are very aware of this kind of blackmail operation.
"What a laugh!" the old stickman said angrily, "If you don't give me any money, I will burn your village on fire tonight."
"Brother Mu, let me go. I haven't fought for a long time." Si Hu lowered his face and begged hard.
"Master, I'll go too!"
Chen Sheng and Zhou Luo each brought some people with them, but they haven't returned yet. Only Zhou Zun is left, but there is no hint of timidity on their faces.
They were all brave men who used knives to kill enemies at the border. Their courage had been developed, and they were no longer the same as the stickmen in front of them.
On the top of the carriage, the bow dog picked up the bent wooden bow, and his only eye was gleaming. As long as Xu Mu gave the order, he would definitely kill several stickmen in a short time.
In the carriage, the ladies of Chen Sheng and Zhou Zun also grabbed the long wooden bow with some resentment, kicked the string with their legs, and walked behind Xu Mu.
"What, what?" The old stickman was startled. He didn't expect the group of people in front of him to be so majestic.
"I killed a total of eight people last year. You'd better not mess with me, little boss." The old stickman swallowed his saliva and took a few steps back unconsciously, but accidentally stepped on an empty altar.
The whole person fell down all of a sudden.
He was so frightened that he hurriedly got up again, holding the whistle stick in his arms, and his body began to tremble.
"Tiao'er, they have knives and swords!"
Before the old stickman could recover, the rest of the stickmen hurriedly picked up their belts and ran out.
After a while, only the old stickman was left standing there with a pale face. He wanted to run, but his legs were shaking like crazy and he couldn't take even half a step.
Even if you look at the entire Tangjiang City, there are very few bosses who can carry a knife. This round, it really hit the wall.
"Zhou Zun, please arrange the people and clean up Zhuangzi first."
"Where are you going?" Zhou Zun was stunned.
Gong Dog, who had jumped off the carriage, also raised his head in silence.
"Go for a walk, I'll take Brother Tiger with me."
After taking a few steps, Xu Mu suddenly turned back and shouted "Xu Changgong".
Gonggou paused for a long time, then hurriedly crawled over from the ground.
Xu Mu frowned a little, "From now on, the good guys who stand and walk, never crawl like dogs."
"My boss...knows."
Xu Mu's tone relaxed slightly, "If you stay in Zhuangzi, you won't have to do any work. From now on, you will be responsible for patrolling. If anyone wants to enter Zhuangzi, please ask first."
"Master, I'm ugly because I'm afraid of scaring people."
Xu Mu's expression remained unchanged, "You're not ugly. The way you held the bow and shot the arrow was so heroic that you embarrassed many people."
Gong Gou was stunned for a moment, trembling and lowering his head, then bowed greatly to Xu Mu's figure.
"Si Hu, carry this person away."
As soon as Xu Mu blurted out, Si Hu had already picked up the frightened old stickman and walked out of Zhuangzi first.
Gongou propped himself up, gritted his teeth tightly, and straightened his hunched body like a cooked shrimp little by little.
He only raised half an inch and blood was already seeping out.
My name is Xu Changgong. In this life, I will only be a human being, not a dog.
Looking at the figure walking out of Zhuangzi, Gong Gou's expression became more determined.
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"Little boss, please keep talking." The old stickman, who was being carried by Si Hu, kicked his legs randomly in the air.
"What? Just last year, you killed eight people in total?" Xu Mu laughed in his voice. Even if he killed a nest of ants and put them in the mouth of the stickman, he dared to say that he had wiped out a hundred thousand troops.
He understands it too well.
"Little boss, I still have two coins in my pocket. How about you take it and let me go?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My little boss, I am sixty-four this year, and there are three idiots at home, all of whom are waiting for me to find food to feed them."
"My wife suffers from migraine again, and she can only re-cook the dregs of medicine every day."
Xu Mu heard a dark clue, "Take me to your hall master, and I will naturally let you go."
"Are you looking for the hall master?"
"Isn't it possible?"
"Yes, yes!" A cunning glint flashed in the old stickman's eyes.
"My dear boss, go straight to Ertiao Street, then turn into the alley on the left, and you will find the master of our hall."
Without any hesitation, Xu Mu followed the old stickman's direction and walked away with Si Hu.
In a blink of an eye, we entered a narrow alley. Two wild dogs were scratching at the wall. When they saw someone coming, they were about to bark a few times, but Si Hu bulged his eyes and glared. He actually jumped over the wall with his tail between his legs and jumped away.
"Little boss, you go forward a hundred steps." The old stickman smiled.
Today happened to be a church meeting. I originally wanted to extort money and rush back, but I never thought of kicking the iron.
But what about the iron plate? There are many heroes fighting in the hall.
"Si Hu, put the person down."
Sihu responded with a dull sound, and immediately threw the old stickman on his shoulders to the ground.
The old stickman grimaced in pain, struggled to get up, and ran forward.
Not long after, whistles sounded from both ends of the alley.
The sound of dull footsteps reached my ears.
In less than a few blinks, the exits at both ends of the alley were blocked by stickmen, all holding whistle sticks in their hands.
The leader was a rough man with a dark face, wearing only a coat and a pair of eyes, staring closely at Xu Mu and the two in front of him.
"Brother Heifu, it's them two! The new little boss from the other side of the ferry didn't give me any money and even beat people."
The old stickman was furious and realized that Xu Mu had no way to escape from the battle in front of him. If he thought about it carefully, he would be shocked. If Xu Mu had no ability, how could he dare to walk into such a hall.
"Are you the hall master?" Xu Mu raised his head and smiled faintly.
The big man named Heifu had a stern look on his face and said, "You have a big mouth and don't swallow the sky. Are heroes here to kill people?"
Killing the field is equivalent to kicking the hall. In the slang of the stickmen, it means snatching food. Both sides will fight to the death.
"No, come and pay homage." Xu Mu's tone remained calm.
Heifu frowned, raised his hand, and asked the people blocking both sides to slowly take a few steps back.
"What kind of business are you bringing to me?"
The area near the inner city is the most special one, Tangjiang City, which relies on the brewing industry for a living. However, each of the four major households in the city has a guardian. No matter whether it is black or white, no gangsters are allowed to interfere.
Therefore, the livelihood of the gangsters in Tangjiang has become increasingly difficult in recent years.
"I make private wine." Xu Mu hesitated before speaking.
"My little boss, the whole Tangjiang City is making illegal liquor."
Xu Mu shook his head. He was not unhappy at being interrupted, "The private wine I made will definitely sell well in the future. For each jar, I will give you half a penny of silver."
"Half a penny of silver? Last month, the four major households together only sold two thousand jars. Doesn't that mean that if you sell two thousand jars, we can share one hundred taels?"
All the stickmen present burst into laughter.
No one believed that a foreigner could fish for food from the tiger's mouth in Tangjiang City.
"With more than a hundred taels, my business will get bigger and bigger. I just need you to stay in the Xiaodukou area and support my village."
Xu Mu's tone remained unchanged and he slowly stood up.
To be honest, even though he was a stickman from time travel, he doesn't like this kind of livelihood. But there is no other way. If he wants to steal food from the four major households, he can only make good use of all his power.
"In Tangjiang City, I, Xu Mu's wine shop, want to smash the old brands of the four major brands."