Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

Staring at the tens of thousands of meters of black smoke rising into the sky and looking at the remaining blood, Lu Xuan frowned.

The voice just now was really familiar. I heard it almost every day when I visited Wu Xiaoxu's house.

Is it a coincidence?

It's a coincidence.

While he was deep in thought, Director Ji was the first to come to his senses and took a deep breath:

"Two Earth Immortals. Absolutely, no, at least two Earth Immortals!"

He paced back and forth and ordered in an orderly manner:

"Chen Tianhua, please notify all combat order personnel in the Supervision Office to implement emergency regulations and monitor the entire city!"

"Yes! Director!"

The four supervisors saluted without hesitation and left in a hurry. At this time, Ji Bochang explained to Lu Xuan:

"The public security situation in Donghai City has been declining recently. Now the eyes of the city's top officials must be focused on the two mysterious immortals. Coupled with the aftermath of the earthquake, I'm afraid there will be chaos."

"Are you saying?" Lu Xuan was not stupid. He understood what Ji Bochang meant and said softly, "Is there someone who will take the opportunity to cause trouble?"

"There will never be a shortage of serious crimes such as beating, smashing, robbing, and even rape and murder, so..."

As he spoke, Ji Bochang sighed.

After a pause, he said again:

"I also have to take charge of the overall situation, so I won't send Mr. Lu off for now. I will deliver it myself after he is appointed."

"Okay." Lu Xuan didn't hesitate. He bowed his hand to Ji Bochang and left quickly with Wu Xiaoxu, thinking about the direction of the shanty town.

No matter what his character is, Director Ji is still the director of the Supervision Bureau, so his expectations are probably good, and the public security in shantytowns is one of the worst places in Donghai City. Lu Xuan is worried that something will happen. What an accident.

As the two of them were walking quickly, Wu Xiaoxu was in a trance:

"Is this coming out of the Supervisory Office?"

As he ran, he secretly glanced at Brother Xuan, swallowed, and whispered:

"Brother Xuan, I will keep it a secret this time, don't worry!"

Lu Xuan smiled, said nothing, and just kept his head on his way.

When passing by the bustling long street, just as Ji Bochang expected, the long street was full of curses and screams.

Others covered their faces with rags and used sticks to smash the glass doors of shops.

But not long after, someone came out to maintain law and order, but it was not the Supervisory Office, but people wearing uniforms. They were very ruthless, breaking off the limbs of all the opportunists who were smashing, smashing, and robbing.

"These people are..." Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment.

"People from the martial arts gym!" Wu Xiaoxu said softly: "Every household with a middle-aged man in our shanty town has to pay regular money, or protection fee, to the martial arts gym every month. Brother Xuan, you don't have to pay, I don't know. That’s normal.”

"Oh? Is the martial arts alliance?"

Wu Xiaoxu continued to explain at this time:

"I have long heard that although the people in the Martial Arts Alliance are ruthless and have many bad guys, they have their own 'system' and 'rules'. In many cases, public security is maintained by them, not the Supervisory Office."

Lu Xuan's heart moved slightly:

"I see."

At this time, Wu Xiaoxu became more and more energetic as he ran:

"Of course, there are still many bad guys in the martial arts gym. They are probably just bound by the rules set by the upper management of the martial arts gym."

Lu Xuan glanced at the martial arts members who were maintaining order and smiled:

“Let’s talk about the deeds and ignore the heart.”

Shantytown.

"Brother Bai, what are you doing in a place like this? There's no oil or water at all, and it's so smelly that you're so nervous."

"You know nothing!" Bai Kaian covered his nose: "If we go to other prosperous places, the uncles in the martial arts school will not be happy. Even though they are asking me for help now, they will still interfere."

After a pause, he continued:

"It's different in places like shantytowns. As you said, there isn't much money to begin with. Normally those uncles might take care of it for the sake of rules, but now?"

The yellow-haired young man following Bai Kaian suddenly realized:

"Now, they all want to be the new martial arts master, and you are the young master and the only son of the old master. Your opinion is very important. Those old guys don't dare to offend too much. Now the whole city is in riots."

"You are not stupid." Bai Kaian said calmly: "After my father died in the Supervision Office, I have nothing but the identity of a young library owner."

As he spoke, he walked into the shanty town and grinned:

"I'll make a fortune here, then catch a few little girls and sell them to the black market in the west of the city to accumulate some initial capital. No matter which old guy comes to power, at least I won't be in poverty."

Huang Mao nodded excitedly and glanced back and forth in the shantytown:

"Brother Bai, tell me, where to start? The brothers down there are almost gathered, should I ask them to come over?"

"Can."

Not long after, dozens of young men wearing white elephant martial arts uniforms and practicing Kung Fu arrived. They followed Bai Kaian, looking around greedily.

"Go knock on the door and drive everyone out." Bai Kaian stood in the open space in the center of the shantytown and calmly ordered.

"yes!"

Soon, the doors of every house were smashed open, and everyone, men, women, old and young, were driven to the open space in fear and stood crowded together.

Bai Kaian glanced at these poor people in tattered clothes, felt a little disgusted, and frowned:

"As expected, they are all low-level untouchables."

At this time, the residents of the shanty towns were holding their heads and squatting on the ground, feeling panicked. The only ones who were relatively calm, except for a few prestigious old people, were Butcher Zheng and his family.

Aunt Zheng swallowed:

"These people seem to be from the White Elephant Martial Arts School, right? What's going on?"

Butcher Zheng shook his head and whispered:

"Stop talking, let's see what's going on first."

"Who is in charge?" Bai Kaian asked loudly: "Stand up!"

After a commotion in the crowd, an old man with a plaster on his right leg reluctantly stood up.

"I do."

Wu Lao leaned on crutches and asked cautiously:

"My lord, do you have any orders?"

Bai Kaian looked at Wu Lao up and down for a moment, grinned, and bowed his hands to everyone:

"I have encountered some difficulties recently. I hope you can lend me a helping hand and lend me the valuable items at home. When I get through the difficulties, I will naturally return them to you."

The poor people in ragged clothes stared at each other, but no one said a word.

"It seems like you won't give me this face?" Bai Kaian asked with a smile.

The Fifth Elder hesitated for a moment. Seeing that this man was smiling and seemed to be easier to talk to, he lowered his head and said:

"Sir, we people should be considered the poorest people in the entire Donghai City. Where are there any valuable items?"

"Yeah?"

"It's absolutely true!" Wu Lao said tremblingly.

"Okay." Bai Kaian said with some regret: "It seems that you won't give me this face, and you won't give the Baixiang Martial Arts School this face."

Wu Lao was stunned for a moment, but Butcher Zheng, who was squatting on the ground, changed his expression suddenly. He was a sophisticated man who traveled to the market all year round, and he also noticed something was wrong!

‘Bah! ’

Bai Kaian clapped his hands twice, put a gentle smile on his face, walked to Wulao, and took the crutch from his hand.

Wu Lao staggered and almost fell down without the support of his crutches. Fortunately, a girl quickly stood up and helped him.

"If you don't give me face, I'm very unhappy. If I'm unhappy, something will happen."

Bai Kaian narrated calmly, raised his crutch high, and slammed it down.

The only intact left leg of Wu Lao was broken. He fell to the ground and let out a painful cry. The girl who was supporting him collapsed on the ground in fear, crying: "Grandpa!!"

"Let's do it." Bai Kaian grabbed the girl, pinched her cheek, and calmly ordered to the dozens of martial arts members behind him.

The whole shanty town is in chaos!