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[089] Rescue Jia Ruishien has been reported, and the brave will be even more powerful

Jia Rong pulled Jia Rui out the door and dragged him to a corner.

Jia Chen raised his eyes and looked up at the wall, and saw a man appearing half of his head and peeping downwards with his head.

It is estimated that this person is the servant Wang Xifeng ambushed on the wall in advance.

A faint smell of feces and urine drifted in the wind.

Fortunately, it was windy tonight, otherwise the smell would be stronger.

Seeing the man leaning out of his upper body and lifting a wooden barrel to the top of the wall, Jia Chen knew that he was going to pour feces and urine down.

The moment the barrel began to tilt, Jia Chen pushed Jia Rui aside and slapped him on the wheel.

As a result, Jia Rong was pulling Jia Rui, but suddenly she was taken away and fell to the corner of the wall.

"Crazy--"

A sound of splashing water came.

A bucket of shit and urine spilled down, like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

Jia Chen hurriedly jumped back more than two meters away, avoiding the splashing shit and urine.

Jia Rui had no time to dodge, and spots of feces and urine splashed on his upper and trousers.

"Oh! My mother!" Jia Rong suddenly screamed.

Jia Chen frowned and looked at him with a complicated expression.

With the dim moonlight, it was vaguely visible that he was covered with a layer of smelly, sticky shit and urine from head to toe.

In a blink of an eye, he went from a romantic and handsome young man to a dirty cock.

Feeling feces and urine flowing along her cheeks into her mouth, Jia Rong smeared her face while raising her hand to point at the wall and cursing:

"You little dog! You guy didn't splash Jia Rui, you actually came to splash me?"

"Oh, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple! Mr. Rong, it's too dark, I didn't see clearly, please forgive me!"

The servant on the wall said a word, retracted his head and ran away.

Jia Chen shook his head and laughed. This Jia Rong is really harmful to others and herself!

"Rong'er, go back and wash it well, then change your clothes, be careful not to get frozen, I'll leave first!"

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Jia Rong to respond.

He saved Jia Rui's life tonight, which was considered to be a reward for his teacher's kindness.

If Jia Rui still insists on his own, is lustful and wants to tease Wang Xifeng, then he is seeking death by himself.

The next morning, Jia Chen went to Ningrong Street to rent a courtyard as the address of Chenwei Escort Agency.

This is a five-entrance courtyard with a large door and four small doors.

There are five closed and independent courtyards inside, each with a small door between them. It is a typical deep-dwelling courtyard with a total area of ​​more than 1,800 square meters.

Next, we need to hire an escort leader and an escort.

Jia Chen went straight to the market outside.

There were clamors in the market, and various stalls were crowded together, occupying both sides of the road, shouting one after another. There were many outsiders coming to Shenjing to do small businesses, speaking in a different voice, and hearing in different accents.

After less than half a stick of incense sticks, the Renjiazi Market is on the left side of the front.

A man is a human trafficker.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was allowed to openly buy and sell slaves.

Through the bustling crowds, Jia Chen walked to a group of slaves for sale and asked:

"Any of you guys know martial arts?"

After the words fell, no one said anything.

Looking around everyone, Jia Chen asked again, but no one responded.

Jia Chen turned around and walked to walk, and suddenly a loud and thick voice came:

"If you go back to the young master, I will learn some martial arts."

Jia Chen looked in the voice and saw a man with thick eyebrows, wide shoulders and fat shoulders, long beard, thick and black complexion, and five feet long.

Jia Chen asked, "Who is your last name? What did you do before?"

The bearded man replied:

"Reporting to the young master, I'm called Bao Yong, who used to be a slave to the Zhen family in Jiangnan."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Chen's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, this big man was Bao Yong.

In the original work, Bao Yong is an impulsive, upright, loyal and courageous slave.

He was originally a servant of the Zhen family in Jiangnan, but later he was defeated and was introduced to the Jia family by the head of the family.

Jia Zheng didn't want to accept him, but due to the Zhen family's affection, he arranged for him to be a guard.

Later, one night, a group of robbers came to the Jia family to rob, and Bao Yong fucked four or five of them alone.

Although this person is a slave, he is considered a good man with very good martial arts skills.

Jia Chen didn't expect that he would meet him in this Renjia market.

This Bao Yong is loyal and brave, and has a strong martial arts skills. He can be recruited by the walls and walks on flat ground. Even if he does not have a general who commands the army, he is competent to be a personal guard.

But what is strange is that such a loyal and brave servant fell into this human market and was trafficked by humans?

When we first met, we should avoid being very concerned about the conversation. In order to take care of Bao Yong's dignity, Jia Chen did not ask much.

It is probably because Bao Yong is upright and speaks too aggressively. He offended the master of the Zhen family in his words, and was sold to the son of the man.

Looking at this tall and mighty hero, Jia Chen smiled indifferently and said:

"Brother Bao Yong, I am Jia Chen, a son of Rongguo Mansion. I am very optimistic about your martial arts and loyalty. Will you be willing to serve me in the future?"

As soon as these words came out, Bao Yong's eyes lit up and he bowed and bowed:

"It turned out that the young master of Rong's house was in front of him. He was willing to lead a horse and kick it, tie a grass and hold a ring, and serve the young master's work!"

Hearing this, Jia Chen was immediately happy and immediately took out fifteen taels of silver and bought Bao Yong.

At present, he only has one martial arts master Liu Xianglian, who is a master of martial arts, and is lacking in skill.

And this Bao Yong, loyal, righteous, brave, and powerful, with a strong martial arts skills, a straightforward person and a simple heart, is very useful.

Today, Jia Chen was relieved and walked back with a brave general. He smiled and asked:

"Bao Yong, what martial arts have you practiced?"

Bao Yong bowed:

"Report to the young master, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, including axes, halberds, hooks, forks, swords, guns, swords, and halberds. I have all kinds of weapons, but the weapon I am best at is long sticks."

"Okay!" Jia Chen nodded slightly.

Although the long stick seems to be not lethal, if you sweep a large piece of stick, there is no difference between the strength and weakness of the weapon. Whether it can kill the enemy depends on who will use it.

It seems that he has found a treasure, but I don’t know which martial arts skills are stronger than Liu Xianglian?

When they meet in the future, they can let them compete.

Jia Chen smiled casually and said:

"Bao Yong, since you are good at stick methods, then I will buy you a thirty or forty kilograms of iron rod. Can you make it move?"

Bao Yong bowed and responded:

"I used to use 58 kilograms of cooked copper sticks."

Jia Chen's eyes lit up and he smiled with approval:

"Okay, I'll buy you a 58-pound cooked copper stick for you as a weapon."

Bao Yong was overjoyed and bowed again: "Thank you, Mr. Master!"

Jia Chen ordered:

"I also need to hire a few martial arts escorts and escorts. You are also a martial arts expert. I will give you a task. You can help me find someone who is martial arts today. It's best to buy it. If it really doesn't work, hire a escort.

The other party can do it too.”

As he said that, Jia Chen took out a silver note of 200 taels and handed it to Bao Yong:

"This is the money to buy you cooked copper sticks and hire kung technicians."

Bao Yong took the silver note hesitantly, with surprise and gratitude flashing in his eyes.

"Young Master has given so much money, aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to cheat and make profits from it?"


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