Chapter 031 The ring

In the next month, Lin Zimo did not change the officials in the government office, but made simple fine-tuning. He promoted some officials who had no ambition and a little talent and agreed with his own appropriate promotion. I want to control the situation of the government office in an all-round way, and I don't want to see anyone dare to kill near me again.

At the same time, many martial artists with various local accents came to Guiping City. Although they come from all over the world, they all have the same purpose. In order to reward money and get ahead, they wear coarse clothes and various weapons in their hands. Their hearts are higher than the sky and their lives are thinner than paper. Once they entered the city, they went to Zhao Wenxuan's barracks one after another.

In order to unify the management of their group, Lin Zimo sent additional patrols in the city, and on the other hand, he arranged free food and accommodation for them to not allow them to wander on the street at will. If you want to form a volunteer team with combat effectiveness, in addition to recruiting strong men, you also need to find some people who are not afraid of death and capable as the backbone.

Zhao Wenxuan has been setting up a ring in the school grounds for a long time. It's good for those who learn martial arts. Standing outside the camp, he only waited for the arrival of his brother-in-law, and then let them have a fair one-on-one comparison, and the so-called choice of the military camp was to prevent people from gambling. The brave warriors are willing to risk their lives to gamble for their future when they see the careful arrangement of the government. After all, for every game they win, they can get a reward of 30 taels of silver.

If someone can win five victories and not die, he can be the brave little leader. As for the strong man who can win more than ten games, he naturally has a chance to enter the Wolf Tooth Guard. The purpose of the two brothers is to select people who dare to fight, and they want to take this opportunity to rise to power. After all, they are not comfortable and comfortable to eat official meals.

Lin Zimo, who did not ride a horse, came in his brother's casual clothes and came in the magistrate's sedan chair. He was still next to Wang Qiang's bodyguard, leaving Gao Xiang to supervise the remaining four people to practice martial arts at home. In fact, the five of them who stayed at home really wanted to watch the ring, but the owner had an order and had to obey his orders. Lin Zimo, who walked out of the official sedan chair, was in a good mood. While talking with Zhao Wenxuan while walking, he was looking forward to choosing a few powerful hands. After all, it takes many substitutes to achieve great things.

Lin Zimo, who sat on the main seat of the platform, looked around, smiled sideways and said, "You have arranged it very well."

Zhao Wenxuan, who was not modest and polite, received the praise of his brother-in-law, and then walked to the front of the general stage and said loudly to the people below: "You have signed the documents of life and death, so life and death are safe. If you die and lose, you can't blame others for being ruthless, only because you are not good at learning. If it's really strange, it's God's arrangement. After all, this is the fate of our warriors.

Lin Zimo, who unfolded the folding fan, agreed with his adoptive brother's words very much, and couldn't help but nodded three times to express his affirmation and approval. In order to further stimulate them to work harder and show their skills, he ordered people to take out all the silver in the six boxes they brought and pile up a silver mountain, and each ingot was ten taels of snowf of silver. This spectacular scene immediately stimulated the great enthusiasm of the "participants" and the blood of men.

Lin Zimo saw that they were holding the weapons in their hands and were ready to move, and said happily to Wang Qiang, who was standing on his left: "I like their appearance."

Zhao Wenxuan, who shouted 'Start', turned around and sat in his chair, picked up the tea with both hands and drank it. I really didn't put my mind on the people who beat the ring below. After all, this group of people's three-legged cat kung fu can't enter his eyes. Nowadays, Zhao Wenxuan's biggest interest is to accompany Lin Zimo to taste tea and talk about some brothers.

A bald man with a meteor hammer in both hands was the first to stand on the ring and briefly reported his home. Then, a fat man with a big knife also stood on the ring and simply said his last name and where he came from. Before going to the ring, they pressed their fingerprints on the life and death documents to show their willingness. The two stood on the left and right sides of the ring and set up their own postures to prepare for a life-and-death battle. With a drum, the two of them started to move.

Seeing the real Lin Zimo, the blood in his body slowly began to boil, shaking the fan very frequently, and no one was allowed to gamble and bet on a disguised reward: "Wenxuan, Wang Qiang, tell me which of them will win? If any of you can guess, I will give a jar of 30-year-old champion.

As a master among masters, Zhao Wenxuan took a casual look and answered the question with a smile, "Brother, I'm really interested."

Lin Zimo, with a smile on his face, pointed to him as soon as the paper fan closed, knowing that he could challenge the number of people under the stage at one time: "Wen Xuan, just say it? I want to hear the opinion of you, a big ent. Even if their martial arts are not in your eyes, you can give me a person who is not good at martial arts and really explain and analyze it.

"The basic skills of the bald man are still solid, and his brain is very calm. He has been waiting for a chance to kill, while the fat man's efforts are not stable, impetuous and eager to win." Zhao Wenxuan commented carefully: "Although it looks like a fat man attacking repeatedly, it's really beautiful, but he died in the middle of breathing."

After he finished speaking, Wang Qiang, who agreed with him very much, naturally saw the doorway and said, "My opinion is the same as Zhao Qianhu."

"You all agree, so I have to keep my 30-year-old champion red for myself to drink." Lin Zimo, who made a bright laugh, knew that as soon as this expert took action, he knew whether there was a reason.

The bald man avoided more than ten knives cut out by the fat man one after another, seized the opportunity to gasp a little tired, and then took turns to hit his head with the meteor hammer in his hands. The fat man, who didn't have time to dodge, fell stiffly, and his brain was smashed out by the bald man, and the red and white serum flowed on the ring.

The bald man who put away the weapons did not pity and pity the dead fat man, so he faced the general and saluted with his fists in his hands, and then slowly walked down the ring to receive 30 taels of silver. He held heavy and white silver in his hand, and his mood became a little excited. After all, this amount of silver can buy ten mu of mountain land.

The body of the fat man was naturally dragged down by two pawns in Zhao Wenxuan's barracks, and before the brain and plasma on the ring could be washed off, two warriors who were eager to get a reward jumped up and died. In their eyes, their own lives are worthless, and other people's lives are a stumbling block for individuals to get silver. We both know that if you want to think well, you have to exchange your life for it. Either you become a stepping stone for others, or others become a stepping stone for yourself.

Lin Zimo, who sat firmly on the main position, unfolded the folding fan again and shook leisurely: "Just now, which bald man won with a meteor hammer, do you think he can be promoted to five wins or ten wins?"

Zhao Wenxuan, who did not pay attention to the desperate struggle on the ring, said his opinion: "If he is lucky and does not meet a good player, he may still win five victories. As for ten wins, it is completely impossible for him. If I were him, I would definitely take it and take 30 taels of silver home to buy land. Plant a good land, raise a few animals, cover the green tile house, marry a wife with a big buttock and easy to raise, and then have a few children with her to live.

Lin Zimo, who knew the character of his brother-in-law, did not stop shaking the fan and said with a smile, "Wen Xuan, you really like to laugh."

Immediately, Zhao Wenxuan laughed cheerfully and said, "My brother doesn't believe it, then there's nothing I can do."

Lin Zimo, who still had a smile on his face, saw his adoptive brother talking and laughing, so he went to ask Wang Qiang, "What do you think?"

Wang Qiang, who is very self-abling, knows that Zhao Wenxuan's martial arts skills are extraordinary. He must do something with his master, and he is playing with the axe in front of him, so he has to say seriously, "If Lord Zhao is not here, the little one can still say a few words that he doesn't know the depth. Nowadays, Lord Zhao is sitting here. I'd rather hide my clumsy than to show my ugly.

As soon as he finished his words, he saw that the winner had been divided on the stage. The winner still saluted Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan on the stage. In the hearts of their group of rude people, the two are amazing people. Although they never knew the achievements of the two brothers, they were scared to death when they heard their grades.

Lin Zimo, who didn't pay attention to the winner, still smiled and said, "H modesty is naturally good, but excessive modesty is hypocrisy."

"Brother, are you blaming Wenxuan and Wang Qiang for hypocrisy?" Zhao Wenxuan, who joked, only talked and laughed with his brother-in-law and was not in the mood to pay attention to the life and death of others. After all, as he said at the beginning, this is the fate of the warrior.

Knowing that Lin Zimo was joking, if he had to win more than five games, he would not pay too much attention to the initial screening, so he did not have positive advice and said, "I think you two are in such a good spirit. It's better to go to the ring and sweat and say that you may not be able to earn some money. If you are unfortunate enough to lie down, I can also save my mind and clean my ears.

"Good!" Zhao Wenxuan, who had not had time to drink the tea, smiled and said, "Wang Qiang and I are short of silver flowers."

Wang Qiang, who couldn't help it, said with his fists in his hands, "I'll go now."

Noting that he moved two steps, Lin Zimo knew that he took his words seriously and immediately stopped him and said, "If you really go to the ring, I don't need to sit here to choose people."