Jianghu people were straightforward and straightforward. Xu Fengnian immediately received his karma. In addition to spitting out a mouthful of saliva, he was also assigned to live in the cheapest and cramped room in the inn with the least experienced gang member. Xu Fengnian remained silent and did not object. The guy who shared the room with him was called Wang Dashi. Unfortunately, his physique and personality were the complete opposite of his name. Not only was he short, but he was also as thin as a bamboo pole. Not only was he not as smelly and hard as the stone in the latrine pit, but he was also very weak and docile. However, his father had died in a gang fight in his early years, so he was very loyal to the Fish-dragon Gang. Old Gang Leader Liu remembered his loyalty and took Wang Dashi into the gang despite his poor constitution.
Although this young man did not have the slightest talent in martial arts, he was willing to endure hardships and was very diligent in his work. He would never slack off. In the gang, he often did the dirty work of scrubbing toilets or washing clothes for his senior brothers. He worked hard without complaint and was bullied several times over the years. However, this young man was naturally optimistic and never held grudges. Once in the gang, Liu Nirong accidentally saw him being bullied too much, so she paid extra attention to him and took care of Wang Dashi a little bit. Only then did Wang Dashi's situation improve slightly. This time, among all the members of the Fish-dragon Gang, Wang Dashi was the only one who was willing to squeeze out a smile to Hsu Fengnian. Probably because they were in the same boat, this time he was living in the same room with Hsu Fengnian, so Wang Dashi did not have to worry about the faces of his senior brothers and martial uncles. After closing the door, he took the initiative to call out "Young Master Xu" and even took out the Xiqi pastry that he had bought in the downtown market. He actually bought two portions. The one on the surface was more than half a kilogram, but he secretly hid less than half a kilogram. The first portion was naturally taken away by his senior brothers. Otherwise, even if Wang Dashi, who loved pastries, spent money, he would not even be able to eat half a kilogram of delicacies. This was Wang Dashi's shrewdness in finding joy in suffering.
In front of the taciturn Young Master Xu, Wang Dashi obviously had a strong sense of inferiority. It was so strong that he did not know how to hide it. He took out all the Xiqi pastry wrapped in oil paper and asked with a red face, "Young Master Xu, would you like to have a taste?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head. Wang Dashi wasn't surprised. He sat at the table and started eating. Just as he started eating, a few senior brothers pushed the door open and entered without knocking. Wang Dashi turned his head in surprise and swallowed the pastry in his mouth subconsciously. He only knew that he was done for. If his senior brothers found out that he had secretly hidden pastries, they would definitely push him down and make him crawl between their legs again.
The three burly Senior Brothers entered the room and searched the dumbfounded Wang Dashi. They didn't find anything they wanted. One of the Senior Brothers was discouraged and took his anger out on Wang Dashi. He slapped Wang Dashi's forehead and scolded, "You brat, you didn't sneak a few pieces of pastries. Are you f * cking stupid or stupid?! You made me lose half a tael of silver to Li Dou, that little chili. You have to pay for this half a tael of silver. After you get the money in a few days, you have to quickly return it to your senior brother, do you hear me?! "
Wang Dashi, who was confused, nodded blankly. Before the Senior Brother left, he didn't forget to slap Wang Dashi again. He slammed the door and left while cursing. "Bad luck!"
Wang Dashi waited until the Senior Brothers were far away and locked the door like a thief. He then put his ear to the door and didn't hear any footsteps. Only then did he calm down and wipe his mouth. He secretly rejoiced and smiled foolishly. He didn't have the slightest awareness that those pastries should belong to him because he was the one who paid for them. It seemed that it was normal for this kind of useless person to be bullied. It would be strange if the wheel of fortune changed. Wang Dashi looked at the empty table and was dumbfounded. At this time, Hsu Fengnian raised his hand and put the missing pastries back on the table. Wang Dashi ran back to the table and sat down. He was so grateful that he didn't know what to say.
Hsu Fengnian, who had unknowingly done a good deed, was still expressionless. He didn't try to worm his way into being friends with Wang Dashi. He just pulled his chair to a window seat and closed his eyes to rest like an old monk in meditation.
In the first-class room, Liu Nerong, Master Xiao Qiang, Guest Elder Gongsun Yang, and a steward surnamed Hong were sitting on four sides of the table.
Xiao Qiang, who was holding two swords in a scabbard on the table, laughed softly and said, "Nerong, tell me in detail about that white-clothed swordsman's swordsmanship. Those little bastards described it vaguely and couldn't give a single clue."
Liu Nerong and Xiao Qiang had practiced swordsmanship for many years. Since childhood, they had been influenced by their grandfather, Old Gang Leader Liu, who had fought against experts from all walks of life. Among them, there was no lack of experts in swordsmanship. Liu Nerong's insight was quite unique. He spoke tirelessly about several exquisite moves. Liu Nerong didn't forget to use her finger as a sword and slowly draw strokes in the air.
Xiao Qiang was not a swordsman who fished for fame. The most powerful thing about using two swords in a scabbard was that after being unsheathed, the mother and son swords could be used to circle around him like a pair of swallows. It could both attack and defend. Of course, this was not a superior swordsmanship, but a clever move. Xiao Qiang mocked himself for not being able to enter the eyes of a swordsmanship grandmaster. However, in the eyes of the Fish-dragon Gang, this was an extremely mysterious ability. Even the experienced and knowledgeable Liu Nerong sincerely admired him. After practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years, she could only make a single sword circle within a range of three feet. Moreover, it looked good but was useless. It was completely useless in a fight.
Xiao Qiang was one of the few masters in the Fish-dragon Gang who could be ranked at the top of the second-rate in the Lingzhou Wulin. He was not far from the front line of Old Gang Leader Liu. He was the true number one swordsman in the gang. Liu Nerong was his disciple, so Xiao Qiang was not misleading.
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