Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 554: Drunken Spring House

In the end, Wang Xinyu and other students left in shock.

The students thought that they had demonstrated the indomitable character and will of the Yunmeng people by killing the enemy and defending the country in the great city of Zhaohui, and that they had done everything that young people in the new era should do.

But compared with Lin Beichen, the chief genius of Yunmeng City, he is still far behind.

Even the most famous Wang Xinyu fell into deep thinking and silence on the way back, maybe she could do more.

After entering the city, everyone said goodbye.

"Everyone..."

Mi Ruyan, who has always been quiet, suddenly spoke loudly behind everyone.

The students turned their heads in surprise and looked at this quiet and pretty girl with light yellow hair.

Mi Ruyan waved her pink and slender fist, and said loudly: "We have to work hard."

The boys and girls looked at each other and walked back with their palms folded together.

"Work hard."

The clear voice of drinking, under the last ray of the setting sun in the sky, echoed clear and clear under the city gate like precious pearls colliding.

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The night of that day was gloomy.

For the first time, Yunmeng Camp felt the atmosphere of war in Zhaohui City.

The Sea Clan launched a total of four attacks during the night.

The sound of war drums and shouts of killing on the first city wall also lasted four times.

Lin Beichen, who was awakened from a dream, was so angry that he almost let out his wings and flew to the top of the city, took out the Type 69 rocket launcher, and **** it up.

Early morning.

Three poles in the sun.

Lin Beichen, with panda eyes, walked out of the luxurious tent with a look of desire and dissatisfaction, yawning.

Plop plop!

Five or six young men in ragged clothes were carried over by Gong Gong and others, and thrown in front of Lin Beichen.

"Master, these dogs broke into the camp to steal things last night, and were caught by the patrolling brothers."

Gong Gongdao.

"Forgive me..."

"My lord, please spare me, we are just very hungry..."

"There is an eighteen-year-old mother on the villain, and an eighty-year-old child on the bottom..."

Several young people with strange accents, looking sallow, emaciated, and malnourished, knelt in front of Lin Beichen, kowtowed, trembling with fright.

At first glance, you can tell that they are the surrounding refugees who are also from the second urban area.

Lin Beichen touched his chin.

"Each of them will give them a [Beichen Pill], and after taking it, they will be taken to work. If they behave well, they will be released in the evening."

Lin Beichen said.

"No, please forgive me."

"My lord, it's an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old child, I was wrong..."

"No, I don't take poison! Don't kill me..."

A few young people panicked and didn't know what the legendary [Beichen Pill] was, but they looked very scary when they heard the name, and they struggled desperately and howled.

But how to beat Gong Gong, a robot with no emotions?

On the spot, he was dragged down like an eagle catching a chicken by the urban management team.

The elongated sound of horrified and wailing came from the camp far away.

This caused some refugees hiding in the distance outside the Yunmeng camp to change color and panic.

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Outside the camp.

"Brother Shan, what's the matter? Er Gouzi and the others are probably in danger."

"Yeah, let's rush in and save people."

"Rush? Charge with your head? There are real martial arts masters in the Yunmeng camp. We people are not enough to stick our teeth together."

"I'm so angry, these Yunmeng people are dressed neatly, and they are all big fat sheep. Unfortunately, we can only watch, but can't eat. I'm really anxious."

"It's better to wait a few days

, wait until all the fighters in the camp leave for the third district, shall we do it again? "

"That's right, it's impossible for martial arts masters to stay in this **** Second City. Wait for the recruiters to come. Hey, sooner or later they will be recruited by those rich and powerful."

A group of ragged but fierce-looking refugees hid behind the mound outside the camp, gnashing their teeth and discussing.

As for the refugee gangs like this that are watching around the Yunmeng camp, there are quite a few of them.

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At noon, the outside of the Yunmeng camp suddenly became lively.

Lin Beichen was writing and drawing in his tent, thinking about the future construction drawings of the Third Junior College, but he was attracted by the noise outside.

"Who is making noise outside?"

He asked with an unhappy face.

I lost my train of thought because of the noise, and I forgot how to pretend, if this continues, I'll be scolded again, right?

"Young master, people from the third district are here to recruit workers."

Qianqian went out to watch for a while, and then came in to report.

"Hiring?"

Lin Beichen, who likes to join in the fun,'s eyes lit up: "Come on, Qianqian, let me go out with the young master."

Alone, with a beautiful little maid, he quietly came to the gate of the camp to have a look. He saw a small gathering, which had already taken shape. Hundreds of recruiting teams from the third district were on the way. They set up stalls to recruit people in full swing.

"Lightning transport team, recruiting 20 workers, young and strong are required, those who have cultivated profound energy are the best, the job content is to transport wartime supplies, one silver coin per day, three steamed buns, daily..."

"The Flying Bull Aegis team is recruiting 50 workers, requiring warrior-level warrior-level masters, one gold coin per month, food and housing, and three days of vacation every month. The nobleman provides security services, the risk is low..."

"Firefly Death Squad, the number of recruits is unlimited, there are no requirements, and the job content is extremely dangerous. If you sign up, you can get a gold coin and ten catties of rice. If you don't have any skills and want to support your family, don't miss it..."

"Feng's Garment Factory is recruiting 30 female workers, requiring excellent female workers, aged 14 to 40, ten gold coins per month, food and housing, three days off every month..."

"Zuihualou, we are buying ten young girls, who are required to be well-proportioned, fair-skinned, and exquisite in facial features. The price is negotiable, and those with junior college study experience are preferred..."

"Grandpa Lu's mansion accepts four maids..."

"Xuanwen Association is recruiting ten cleaners..."

"The Running Errands Association recruits 20 errand running employees who are able to reach out and be strong, and those who practice wind-type profound energy are given priority..."

"Senior Xuanwen master recruits an apprentice..."

There are all kinds of booths, the recruitment requirements are clearly written, and there are guys with loud voices who are shouting loudly to attract people to sign up.

In a short while, Lin Beichen stood in front of the booth of 'Zuihualou' miraculously, his eyes narrowed, as if he had turned on the navigation.

"Hey, my son, are you here to sell someone?"

The eyes of a middle-aged man with a goatee fell on Qianqian, a beautiful maid beside Lin Beichen.

White skin, big breasts, long legs, and a pure and delicate face.

A girl like this can compete for the top card in the Four Great Ming Pavilions in the Third District, not to mention Zuichunlou.

He subconsciously regarded Lin Beichen as a down-and-out son who came to sell his maid.

He has seen a lot of people like this.

In the past, he might be number one in the local area, but after experiencing the torment of the war, he traveled long distances to Zhaohui City. He ran out of money and had no ability to make money. People, valuables on their bodies, and maids and servants who served them were all sold out, and they had to starve to death in the end.

Of course, the goatee turned his gaze back to Lin Bei

The more you look at Chen's body, the more pleasantly surprised you become.

Don't say it.

This little boy is surprisingly handsome.

Not only is he handsome, but he also has an excellent temperament.

There are not many such rare handsome men even in Zhaohui City.

If you buy him too, train him a little bit, and give it to those nobles with special hobbies... Tsk tsk tsk, it's a **** profit.

Thinking of this, the smile on the goatee's face became even brighter.

"My lord, don't be embarrassed, the world is difficult, everyone has a time when life is forced, as long as you can calm down, a strong man cuts his wrist, there will be a comeback, no matter how precious other things are, hehe..."

Speaking of this, Goatee glanced at Qianqian again, and said with a smile: "Compared to being alive, what is it?"

Lin Beichen glanced at the signboard on the booth, and his face became more and more ugly.

The goatee thought it was because the nobleman couldn't hold back his face, so he smiled and said, "Young master, in fact, you don't have to be in such a difficult situation, women, that's the way it is, hehe, you sold her to us, In fact, it is equivalent to saving her, after all, in Zuihualou, she can eat and wear warmly, if she is by your side..."

Crack!

The slap was loud.

Qianqian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and raised her hand to slap the goatee.

It's really annoying.

How dare you say such a thing in front of the young master?

How dare you instigate the young master to sell yourself?

Is it tolerable or unbearable?

Even if Qianqian had a good temper, she still couldn't hold back.

The goatee who was slapped was also stunned.

How dare you hit me?

This little bitch.

In his eyes, a touch of anger immediately gushed out.

At the back of the booth, a big man in hardcover who was lying on a recliner and pretending to be sleeping, also opened his eyes slowly at this moment, with a trace of violence appearing on his face.

"Come here, arrest this little bitch."

The goatee couldn't help it.

How dare a damned refugee maid beat herself?

Very well, I got the slap, so I don't need to pay for the body.

Little bitch, turn back and do it slowly.

"And this little boy, catch me together."

The goatee is vicious and authentic.

The sturdy man on the recliner slowly stood up. He was wearing an undershirt in winter, and he was holding a cattail fan in his hand. He kept fanning, as if he thought it was too hot.

His gaze seemed to be a ferocious wolf that chooses people, and it fell heavily on Lin Beichen and Qianqian, especially when it fell on Qianqian, it shone with undisguised cruelty and obscenity. color.

"The new refugees really don't understand the situation..."

The strong man waved his hand and said, "Listen to shopkeeper Hu, arrest them all."

The other four warriors in black armor rushed over.

The people in the next few stalls couldn't help but gloated.

Zichunlou's influence in the third district is not small, and there is a noble person behind it, who acts rudely and directly, not to mention these refugees, even many forces in the third district dare not speak out .

This little boy, who provoked Zuichunlou, is really a blood mold in eight lifetimes.

But the next moment——

Crack!

Four loud slaps.

The four warriors rushing over were all slapped by Qianqian and pulled back.

"Huh?"

A gleam of joy flashed in the strong man's eyes: "The cultivation base is not weak, haha, very good, such a female slave, the price is higher, haha, I didn't expect to be so lucky today that I met such a superb stunner, haha!"

He looked very happy and strode forward.

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