Chapter 270

The Beggar Clan was the largest clan in the world. Its headquarters was not in Chang 'an, but in Luoyang.

That was because Zhai Xing Lou rose in Luoyang twenty years ago.

The Beggar Clan's leader, Fan Longcheng, fought with Liu Xiangwu for three days and three nights in Luoyang. He was defeated, so he retreated from Luoyang and moved the headquarters to Chang 'an.

In the past twenty years, he cultivated hard in order to avenge himself, and his strength surpassed Liu Xiangwu.

But he did not plan to move the headquarters back to Luoyang.

Chang 'an, the capital of Da Zhou, the center of the world.

Although they would be suppressed under the emperor's rule, the source of child beggars and the opportunities to earn money were ten times better than in Luoyang.

Moreover, Fan Longcheng was a slick person. He managed all aspects well, and the Beggar Clan was better than before.

It was the same today.

There was a restaurant in Chang 'an called Lou Wailou that specialized in cooking all kinds of exotic beasts.

For example, bear paws and tiger penis.

High officials and nobles usually went to this restaurant when they went out to socialize.

Fan Longcheng invited the two of them here today.

In a private room on the third floor of Lou Wailou, Fan Longcheng, who was wearing a golden silk qilin robe with two patches, raised his cup and said, "A toast to the assistant minister and the master!"

Then, he raised his head and drained the cup in one gulp.

Also sitting at the table was a middle-aged man wearing a sable silk robe and a middle-aged monk wearing a golden silk robe with a smile.

The middle-aged man was an assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

He raised his cup and took a sip of wine. His expression was very relaxed. "Well said. Gang Master has helped this official solve many refugee problems for the Ministry of Revenue. This official should toast Gang Master."

The Minister of Revenue was in charge of the nation's land, taxes, household registration, military supplies, salaries, and financial revenues and expenditures.

As an assistant minister, the specific tasks assigned to him were immigration, reclaiming the wasteland, and settling the refugees.

Not only because he received money from Fan Longcheng, but it was also his political achievement.

Since he received money, he had to do it. This was a matter of principle in the official circle.

Otherwise, no one would ask him to do anything in the future.

The monk next to him also raised his cup. "Amitabha. My martial nephew has offended you in many ways. I hope Gang Leader Fan can be magnanimous. I will use tea in place of wine to apologize to Gang Leader."

Fan Longcheng laughed heartily, "Master, you worry too much. It is good for young people to be energetic. Which one of us was not young and energetic back then? "

"Thank you, Master." The monk smiled, "Don't worry, I will bring Xuanjue back to the temple for ten years as punishment."

The three of them agreed to each other's wishes. For a moment, they toasted each other, and the atmosphere was lively.

An hour later, after eating and drinking to their heart's content, Fan Longcheng led the two out of the private room and down to the second floor.

The second floor was filled with Beggar Clan disciples.

Seeing the Gang Leader come down, the hundreds of Beggar Sect disciples all stood up and cupped their hands.

"Master!"

"Fan!"

He was a Heaven Ranking Expert, and even the Lotus Perception Temple, one of the Four Great Sacred Grounds, treated him with respect. Even the officials of the Imperial Court needed his help, and he had thousands of brothers under him!

His only mortal enemy had died in Kaifeng City a few days ago, becoming a stepping stone for others!

"King" Feng city! Fan's Fan's only Feng City! "

"Guest of Yellow Springs, who controls life and death … Looks like he's someone worth befriending. I'll definitely have a use for this kind of hothead."

Descending to the first floor in a grandiose manner, Fan Longcheng cupped his fists in front of the hall full of Jianghu guests. "Thank you for giving me, Fan Longcheng, face! Tonight, everyone's expenses at Louwailou will be on me! "

"Great!"

"Thank you, Master Fan!"

"Don't be fooled by the Beggar Clan. Master Fan is generous!"

The sedan chair was carried by everyone, and because of this, Fan Longcheng's face was filled with pride.

He looked outside. It was raining cats and dogs.

The assistant minister complained, "Why is it raining so heavily?"

Fan Longcheng and the Suffering Monk of the Lotus Sense Temple did not say a word.

"Nature Dao …"

Kuangzui was at the peak of Innate Realm. Fan Longcheng just bought Nature Dao not long ago.

It was rare to see a heavy rain in this season.

Then there was only one possibility, there was an expert at the Nature of Dao technique cultivating.

And he was nearby!

Fan Longcheng cupped his hands towards everyone and said in a clear voice, "I wonder which hero has graced us with his presence! Can you show yourself? "

"Heh …"

A chuckle.

Everyone turned around and saw two beautiful women sitting at a table by the window. There were three dishes on the table.

Steamed bear paw, roasted goose, and stewed three delicacies.

But none of them moved their chopsticks.

One of the two women was dressed in black and had snow-white hair.

The other was dressed in white like a fairy. Her eyes were smiling.

She looked like an immortal.

"I wanted to taste a famous dish, but it spoiled my mood."

The voice came from behind.

The crowd of heroes looked up and saw on the second floor there was a man in green with his back to them, standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

Even indoors, his long hair and clothes were fluttering in the wind.

"I lost my appetite when I thought about how the Beggar Clan earned the money for this meal."

Fan Longcheng's face turned cold. He did not come with good intentions.

"Who are you! Have I ever offended you in any way? "

The green-robed man said, "I am Wang Quan, and I am here to lend a hand when I see injustice. Master Fan, please don't misunderstand. I just have a small matter to attend to … "

The man in green turned around slowly.

For some reason, there was a breeze blowing through his clothes and hair even though he was indoors.

"Please accept your death, Master Fan. That's all."

As soon as he finished, Ah Jiu's blower increased the wind, blowing Wang Quan's green robe.

Wang Quan squinted his eyes, giving the Jianghu heroes a huge psychological pressure.

In fact …

The wind was too strong, making his eyes sore.

He should tell Ah Jiu not to boast so much in the future.

Plus, it was lacking some background music.

Never mind, the blemishes do not outweigh the beauty.

He looked down at Fan Longcheng.

Fan Longcheng and the other two looked up at him.

It was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

"Guest of Yellow Springs, who controls life and death … how have I offended you in any way!?"

Wang Quan narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "There are three crimes.

"First, your voice is too loud, disturbing my ears.

"Second, you are too ugly, polluting my eyes.

"Third, money is too dirty, polluting my food.

"You have committed all three crimes, you deserve to die."

Fan Longcheng was furious, "You killed an elder of my Beggar Sect, destroyed a branch of my Beggar Sect. It's fine if I don't trouble you, but you dare to come here to die!"

He waved his hand, "This guy killed an elder of my Beggar Sect! He also killed the head of Zhai Xing Lou and the saintess of Plain Heart Holy House! This is a heinous crime, punishable by heaven and man! Everyone! There's nothing to say to this kind of evil! Let's go together! "

The assistant minister said hurriedly, "Yes! Yes, yes! The imperial court has offered a reward of 100,000 taels of gold! This is the time to make a name for yourself! "

But no one moved.

Everyone was looking behind the three of them with fear in their eyes.

"Shh …"

Wang Quan, who had appeared behind the three, put his index finger to his lips, "Did you hear that?"

His eyes turned scarlet.

Fan Longcheng looked at him. At that moment, he did not know what he saw in Wang Quan's eyes.

"Yes."

Wang Quan's lips curled into a smile. "Go ahead."

Fan Longcheng nodded, then squatted on the ground and crawled out of the inn into the storm.

After a long time, there were only a few sad barks in the rain.

"Woof! Woof! "

From that day on, Chang 'an lost a master on the Heavenly List, the Beggar Sect Leader, and gained a stray dog.