The first navigator of the Ming Dynasty

Zheng Hai hit the beggar's hand holding the bamboo pole in two or two, knocked the bamboo pole down, and then knocked a bamboo pole on the beggar's head, so painful that the beggar directly hugged his head and retreated.

Zheng Hai seized the opportunity to pick the beggar's bamboo pole again, hit the man's side ribs with a stick, and knocked another person down.

"Don't go to the ground one by one, you have to go up together! Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, no matter how powerful he is, he can't stand up to the number of us!" The leader of the Huaqing Gang, who was hiding at the end, reminded everyone.

For a while, five or six beggars attacked Zheng Hai at the same time, and the thin bamboo poles waved at Zheng Hai. There were chopping, stabbing, and side slashing, and for a while, the sound of clattering, clattering, clattering, clattering,

Zheng Hai did not stand still and let them fight around, but kept swimming. He picks up the beggars who are on the head and the ones who are easy to knock down. He shot quickly and accurately, and as soon as he struck, he was hurting, knocking down, and screaming, gradually deterring the beggars.

I don't know if it's to give myself courage, when waving sticks, the beggars shout all kinds of strange screams "ho hey", "shout"... The house was filled with the sound of killing.

At first, the little beggar Di Yun was watching the fight outside through the cracks in the wooden planks, but when he heard these deafening shouts, he was a little scared and even more worried about Zheng Hai.

Looking at the countless phantoms of the wielding sticks outside, listening to the sounds of various roars and clubs, Xiao Diyun covered his eyes with his hands.

Thinking that Zheng Hai was besieged by more than a dozen or twenty people, Xiao Diyun couldn't help but be afraid, and tears unconsciously oozed from the corners of his eyes.

The sound of bamboo poles colliding, the sound of jars and jars breaking, the sound of wooden planks breaking, screams, moans, all kinds of sounds kept coming. Little Diyun was even more frightened when he heard this, and he slowly began to cry.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Diyun, who was hiding in the corner of the wall and dumping the beam, suddenly couldn't hear the clicking sound of the bamboo poles colliding with each other, only heard a moan. Feeling a little strange, he stopped crying, and looked through the cracks in the planks to see many people lying on the ground.

The little beggar Di Yun quietly crawled out of the pile of debris where he was hiding, and looked at the people in the hall cautiously and vigilantly. Seeing that there was not even a single person standing in the house, he mustered up the courage to go out.

A beggar who fell to the ground clutched his stomach and reached out to grab him. As soon as Xiao Diyun was afraid, he picked up a broken wooden board and smashed it on the man's head. With a snap, the man fell to the ground. Frightened, everyone else on the ground next to him automatically moved away to avoid this ruthless kid.

Xiao Diyun looked around, hurriedly came to Zheng Hai's side and asked, "Brother Hai, are you okay?" Zheng Hai was also sitting on the ground at this time, still holding a somewhat cracked bamboo pole in his hand, panting and said: "Tired! Really tired! Hungry, I'm hungry again, so hungry! Do you still have anything to eat?"

Xiao Diyun suddenly laughed happily, and then said to Zheng Hai: "Brother Hai, there is something to eat! I can get something to eat!".

He picked up a bamboo pole on the ground, stared at the other beggars on the ground who were still screaming in pain, and said loudly: "Quick! Take out everything you eat! Hand over all the money and possessions on your body! Otherwise, I will beat someone..."

Walking back to Zheng Hai's side, he said happily: "Brother Hai, give you something to eat! There are still a few steamed buns, and a lot of money! Brother Hai, we have made a fortune!" Zheng Hai

picked up more than 20 beggars with a stick per person.

In his opinion, it was definitely a disciplinary offense, but he fought anyway. Fortunately, his comrade-in-arms Ma Huan didn't know about it.

Zheng Hai didn't know where Ma Huan and Mr. Yuan had gone. He wanted to ask the little beggar Di Yun, but little Di Yun was very busy at the moment.

Di Yun shouted at the beggars of the Huaqing Gang: "According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, from today onwards, your Huaqing Gang will be merged into our Sea Dragon Gang." All the items of

the Huaqing Gang belong to the Sea Dragon Gang..."Zheng Hai watched silently, and Xiao Diyun expanded the Sea Dragon Gang, which had only two people left, into a big gang that annexed the Huaqing Gang.

Xiao Diyun thought that Zheng Hai burned out his brain after he fell ill, so he took Zheng Hai's place and annexed the Huaqing Gang. He turned Wu Huaqing, the leader of the Huaqing Gang, into Elder Wu of the Sea Dragon Gang, and he became the deputy leader of the Sea Dragon Gang.

Xiao Diyun finished the matter of the beggar gang and came to Zheng Hai's side: "Brother Hai, I have done everything well, you won't blame me for not consulting with you, right?

Zheng Hai looked at the ticket and an embroidered purse that the little beggar was holding in his hand and was a little distracted. Is this the banknote here? The

tickets are as big as paper and have stamps on them.

However, Zheng Hai didn't care about this, so he didn't take a closer look.

Zheng Haidao: "Keep it for yourself, I don't need these." The

little beggar listened to Zheng Hai's words, and his face showed a row of small white teeth and two small dimples, and he was as happy as a little money fan.

The little beggar said happily: "Brother Hai, I'll help you collect it first! Look for me when you need it!" Zheng

Hai thought for a while, and then asked: "You said before, you know a gentleman surnamed Yuan, where is he?"

"Brother Hai, wait a minute, I'll take you later!" The

little beggar Di Yun hid the embroidered purse containing broken silver into his arms, and then ran into the house where there was no one with a handful of money tickets.

It didn't take long for the little beggar Di Yun to appear on the stone-paved street with Zheng Hai.

There are many small stalls along the street, some sell small handicrafts, such as sachets, hairpins, combs, some sell daily utensils, such as bamboo baskets, baskets, etc., as well as all kinds of small snacks, such as steamed buns, baked cakes, rock sugar gourds, etc.

The streets are bustling with people dressed in period costumes, ranging from coarse cloth and short brown to silk and satin.

Zheng Hai walked on the stone road, looking at the people coming and going, his heart was full of doubts.

Zheng Hai was empty-handed and did not take anything. The little beggar who leads the way holds a thin bamboo pole in one hand and a notched porcelain bowl in the other.

Zheng Hai asked Di Yun, "Why are they all wearing ancient costumes?Is this filming a costume drama

?" Di Yun didn't understand what Zheng Hai said, so he turned around and asked, "Brother Hai, what are the ancient costumes you are talking about?" "Ancient costumes are

ancient clothes. Xiaoyun, are they filming a TV series?" The

little beggar looked at Zheng Hai and didn't speak, revealing a kind of helplessness in his eyes.

Zheng Hai stopped a passer-by and asked, "Brother, are you filming a costume drama?"

"Stinky beggar, talking nonsense, what are you talking about!" The man ignored Zheng Hai and walked away.

"This girl, let me ask, are you filming a costume drama?" The

woman in the costume hurriedly dodged away: "Eh, stinky beggars, get out of the way, we have nothing to give to you..."

Zheng Hai asked many people, but no one answered his question positively. He said to Di Yun: "Xiaoyun, they are so deep in the play! It's like the real thing, these extras are very professional!" The

little beggar Di Yun looked at Zheng Hai in a daze. He shook his head from time to time, and muttered to himself: "Brother Hai, I guess I really burned out my brain!

"Xiaoyun, their costumes and props are excellent, you tell me, is this a film and television city?"

Zheng Hai carefully observed the various items on the roadside stalls and the furnishings on the street, and said to himself: "This camera is so well hidden, even I can't find it... Awesome!"

The little beggar Di Yun kept shaking his head as he listened, sighing as he walked.

He muttered again: "Brother Hai, it's definitely burning your brain! If this continues, what should we do with the Sea Dragon Gang... Eat a good meal to make up for it, eat roast duck? It's a lot of money, and this is just the time... And, and it's too greasy, it must not be suitable for those who have just recovered from their illness..."

The smell of burnt wheat wafted from the street, and the little beggar looked up and found a stall not far away.

The little beggar Di Yun pulled Zheng Hai to the side of the baked cake stall and said to the boss: "Boss, bring me a big baked cake!"

The boss glanced at the little beggar hesitantly, but did not respond immediately.

Di Yun hurriedly said, "Don't worry, we have money, we can afford it!" As

he spoke, he took out an embroidered purse from his bosom and took out two coins from it.