Magic Punk

As soon as Xuan said stop, the carriage slowly stopped on the side of the road, and then someone came to ask for the will of the walking master.

Xing Jizhi looked at the black-haired boy who had been cold and gloomy since he appeared. He really didn't know much about Xuan Yi. At best, he only knew a little more than the others present. To him, he only had a general understanding. Xuan Yi has lived here since he was a child, so he must be very familiar with this fish market.

As the saying goes, if wealth does not return to its hometown, it will be like walking at night in brocade clothes. If it is a normal inference, Xuanyi is likely to want to reward his old friends. In this case, it is easy to say that although these people came here in a hurry, they are all from various ministries. Marginal people, but fringe people are also serious state civil servants. Well, they can barely be regarded as members of the ruling class.

Whether it's money or other rewards, they can always get it together.

But Xuan Yi's current state is really strange, so Xing Jizhi really doesn't know what this walking master wants to do?

You can't just start the fire all at once.

Xuan Yi looked at the familiar fish market. As he grew up, he witnessed the slow development of this fish market. He knew almost everyone in it, and he was familiar with every story.

When the person asking for instructions respectfully asked outside the carriage and did not dare to take a step inside, Xuan Yi's gloomy voice also sounded coldly.

"I'll give you an hour to tear this place down."

"Then let's go."

Lord Walking's will is everything. When Xuan Yi's order was issued, these Xing City civil servants took the order and left. Only Xing Jizhi was still sitting in the carriage. He had the courage to ask: "Sir, the fish market is Demolish it, but what about the people? Is it possible to kill them all too?"

Although it was no more difficult to walk around and judge everyone in the fish market to death than to crush an ant to death, Xing Jizhi felt that he always had to ask one more question.

"If you don't want to leave, then kill him." Xuan Yi replied coldly.

Xing Jizhi nodded, then bowed to Xuan Yi and resigned. He was Xuan Yi's chosen attendant, so of course he had the power to supervise everyone's work.

And now, he must tell everyone Xuan Yi's latest instructions.

Only the black-haired boy was left sitting alone inside the carriage, which was as wide as a palace. His eyes were staring straight ahead, his thoughts as silent as the Dead Sea, without any waves.

Now he is worse than a walking corpse, as if he only relies on the instinctive will of his body to act.

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For these country people, everyone who comes out of Star City is a big shot, and when these fierce silver-haired commissioners wearing various uniforms appear in front of them, it feels like a magic weapon descending from heaven.

Although the commissioners of these ministries are all transparent in their own departments, that is only relative in the end. No matter how high-status the gang leader is in Star City, he would not dare to stand among these people even if he had the courage to do so. Star City is a sophisticated machine. Although these people are just insignificant screws or gears, if you oppose these screws and gears, it is equivalent to opposing Star City itself.

In the thousand years since Yongyao Supreme has been in charge of Star City, the heads of those who have such thoughts have eventually been hung on the walls of Star City.

Although the commissioners of these ministries are said to be good at their duties, Star City does not support idlers. Even if it does, those idlers do not need to be assigned to complete this work. However, although their jobs are clear, this kind of It's similar to the city management's activities of beating, smashing, looting and burning. It feels lame no matter how you do it.

Although most of them are "non-humans" above the realm of knowledge, and a few have even reached the realm of Dharma, and their opponents are at most ordinary people with better skills, this gap also makes them somewhat constrained.

It is very easy to drive away the customers of the fish market. After all, it can be done with two shouts and a reprimand. However, it is not so easy to drive away the merchants of the fish market, even drive them away and smash their stalls. Things have arrived.

Cutting off people's money is like killing one's parents. Many of these merchants have relied on this fish market for decades. Some even inherited the business from their fathers, and some families are eager to take back the money they brought back to save money. It is no exaggeration to say that it is crying for food. These noble and unusual official family members have never appeared in such a lowly place. After arriving, although many of them were very uneasy, they thought that at most they would just pay more money, although it was not time to consider whether these official family members would like these things. Money, after all, they are very poor, even if they break the bones and suck out the marrow, they can't squeeze out much money.

But who could have imagined that after they arrived, they would order them to leave their stalls. Anyone who dared to disobey the officials and family members would have to stand farther away. But after standing farther away, they could see all kinds of lights shining on their hands. , in the blink of an eye, each stall was smashed to pieces, as flat as if it had been crushed by a giant mill weighing ten thousand kilograms. In an instant, several people saw their eyes red, and they were not sure whether they were the opponents of these officials and family members, so they Crying, he rushed forward to fight with them.

It’s just that this time there are also commissioners from the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Anhui. Others may be weaker and rarely interact with these people in the market, but this is part of their profession. In a tacit understanding, a few of them took a step forward and faced the oncoming people. The impulsive men had been knocked to the ground even once they had met each other. Two of their arms had been twisted and broken, and they were struggling in the muddy water full of filth but could not stand up.

The officials and family members who had done all this didn't even look at them again. They looked back at their colleagues and said, "Go on, let's call it a day."

If it hadn't been for Xing Jizhi's order from Xingzhi telling him not to kill anyone as much as possible, the person who just met these people might not even be qualified to moan.

Although they were a little submissive in front of Xuan Yi, after all, he was a genuine walking master, but being able to serve in the Sixth Department was synonymous with elites.

You must know that there are nearly one million pure-blood tribesmen in Star City, and the number of people who are qualified to enter the Seven Tribes is less than 10,000.

The remaining people in the fish market looked at the officials and their families who were like gods and demons, and no longer dared to come forward, but they were reluctant to leave. They could only lower their heads and sob, and the crying lingered around the entire fish market. The sadness was, It's unbearable to hear.

At this time, the crying suddenly became quieter, and those people involuntarily gave way to a path, and an old man with gray hair walked out of the crowd.

He looked at the commissioners who were calmly dismantling the entire fish market. They were indeed very professional. In just a moment, one-fifth of the fish market had been accurately dismantled, and the unsold goods were smashed to pieces. Mixed with the soil, it obviously cannot be sold anymore. After all, the situation was urgent just now, and most people only had time to take away their money boxes and bags.

"Who told you to do this?"

"If I guess correctly, it should be the person in the carriage."

Uncle Da asked coldly.