I have an altar of luck

It's just that it can't be done in a conventional way, because Chen Yuan's current strength is low, and his immediate boss is Huang Xing, so finding fault is definitely not an option.

That's totally courting death.

The members of the Beihai Gang below were collecting protection fees as usual, and the merchants on both sides of the street took money from the cash drawer one after another. If they had no money...

The Beihai Gang tolerantly allowed defaults, but the interest was very high, so even if they borrowed money, they usually had to pay the monthly balance.

There have been many lessons learned from the destruction of families.

Some merchants in his neighborhood even expect him to come forward to help. Chen Yuan doesn't have much face, and at most it's just a few days of grace.

Soon, six or seven Beihai gang members carried long knives and walked up to the second floor. The Xiao Er's expression on the side was more flattering than that of Chen Yuan.

"Chen, hurry up..."

A leader of the Beihai Gang, who was the leader, recognized Chen Yuan at a glance. He squinted his eyes and walked forward, clasping his hands, with a smile on his face.

"Hallmaster Wang."

Chen Yuan also showed a smile.

"Deputy, hehe..." Hallmaster Wang laughed, as if he was extremely satisfied with Chen Yuan's call to Hallmaster Wang.

He couldn't help but think to himself, the people in the yamen are different, like those subordinates under him, they can only shout "Deputy Hall Master Wang".

"Based on Hall Master Wang's means, sooner or later the adverb will be removed."

"I heard from Detective Xu that Tie Shou, who was fierce for a while before, was killed by Detective Chen. Wang really admires him. Tie Shou is not a good guy."

"Just a fluke."

Hall Master Wang glanced at the food and wine on Chen Yuan's table, and told the waiter next to him:

"Chen Kuai's drink money is recorded in Wang's account..."

"Yes, the villain understands."

"Hall Master Wang is too polite."

"Hey, it's just about beheading the iron hand to Chen Chen, a little wine is not enough."

"Then it's disrespectful..." Chen Yuan didn't show too much politeness.

"Then Wang will take his seat first." Hall Master Wang tugged at Sven Fan.

"Please."

Hall Master Wang and his party sat far away from Chen Yuan, and several subordinates seemed to be talking about something.

Chen Yuan, on the other hand, was thinking about how to get money from the Beihai Gang.

Although the Beihai gang was quite polite to them, the yamen servants, the relationship between them was really not that good, they just hoped that nothing would happen.

This is also the warning of the Huang family.

In Ping'an County, it is the imperial court that is really in charge, and there is a lot of anger and grievances, and it is difficult to end in the end.

After taking a sip of the wine, Chen Yuan's ears moved suddenly, and he began to listen to the conversation of Hall Master Wang and others.

Ever since he practiced the Sky Eye Pupil Art, Chen Yuan found that his hearing has also improved a lot. Therefore, although they lowered their voices very low, Chen Yuan could still hear them.

"Deputy Hall Master Wang, there is no need to please a yamen servant who has just entered the yamen?" A subordinate sitting next to Hall Master Wang said, and glanced at Chen Yuan inadvertently.

"What do you know? The person surnamed Chen is a member of the yamen after all. Recently, the gang leader ordered him not to cause any trouble."

"With Catcher Huang here, what trouble can a yamen servant have?"

"What do you want to say, kid? Do you have a grudge against Chen?" Hall Master Wang turned around and glanced at the subordinates beside him.

"Hey, if you don't say that Vice Hall Master Wang is amazing, I do have a bit of grudge against this Chen. Do you still remember the little girl from Zhou Ji Baozi Shop?"

"what happened?"

"When the subordinates went to collect the extra money, they fell in love with that little girl, but... I heard that the surnamed Chen was very close to her, so I don't want you to help suppress that kid, Deputy Head Wang."

"Don't worry, I understand the rules."

Hall Master Wang took a look at Wang Eryi's ugly face:

"I'm not from the yamen, how can I suppress the surname Chen? You'd better not think about it. You haven't heard of who died in the iron hand a while ago, right?"

"The boy surnamed Chen is said to have been appreciated by County Magistrate Wu. You should save yourself."

"Hey, hall master, shouldn't this subordinate just mention it?"

"Okay, I don't know what your plan is, kid? Don't waste your bloody drink, don't miss the evening..."

"Hall master, don't worry, nothing can happen, isn't it just to give money to Butler Huang, it's not like the little Huang family hasn't been there before."

"What are you yelling about, just keep your mouth shut." Hall Master Wang's expression turned cold.

Wang Er's expression panicked, and he quickly smiled coquettishly:

"Chairman, what you said is that the subordinates are doing things, doing things..."

Chapter 7 cut silver

Hall Master Wang looked around for a while, and even subconsciously glanced at Chen Yuan in the distance. He was relieved to see that no one was paying attention here. Sending money to Steward Huang tonight is related to whether he can send the "deputy" The words are gone.

The Huang family's support for the Beihai Gang was not secretly supported, but rather open and aboveboard. Whether it was the gang leader or the hall leader, it was mostly the Huang family who had the final say.

The chief steward of the Huang family was also able to speak up. Hall Master Wang had established a relationship with steward Huang before, so that no rumors could be revealed at this critical moment.

Otherwise, the other competitors don't know what's going on.

In the distance, the corners of Chen Yuan's mouth curled up: "Yinzi, isn't this coming?"

Chen Yuan even had a flash of thought that when the altar of luck absorbed the luck of the iron hand, he also absorbed some of it imperceptibly.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to tell clearly that I just wanted to make money, and then the money came to me.

can never...

He's still a main character, right?

……

……

After eating well, Chen Yuan didn't pay any attention to Hall Master Wang, turned around and walked down the second floor.

He was about to go home, but he was thinking about Wang Er in his heart.

Since he was going to deliver money to Huang's house at night, there must be a lot of money. As long as he stopped him on the way he must pass, nothing would go wrong.

Wang Er was just an ordinary person, capable of fisting and kicking, and had not stepped into the martial arts. It was not difficult for Chen Yuan to deal with it, as long as it was not noticed.

As he was walking, suddenly there was a movement in his ears, and several roars came from not far away, and came in his direction again.

"Rooted, murdered!"

"Help!"

"Stop, stop..."

Some familiar voices sounded, and Chen Yuan took a closer look. It was Xiaofang's father, who was chasing a middle-aged man in front, holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

Chen Yuan thought for a moment, galloped with a long knife in his hand, and stabbed it squarely in front of the fleeing man, causing him to fall to the ground in panic.

Xiaofang's father stepped forward and directly grabbed the man, cursing:

"You kid has eaten the guts of a leopard, and dare to..."

Chen Yuan walked forward at a leisurely pace, and when the people around him saw the yamen uniform on his body, they gave way one after another.

"The yamen is here..."

"Master, Master, this old bastard wants to steal the villain's money, and I hope the Master will make decisions for the villain." The man cried when he saw Chen Yuan.

"You...you dare to spout blood."

"Uncle Zhou..." Chen Yuan greeted softly.

"Chen...it's Brother Yuan..." Xiaofang's father rubbed his hands, looking a little nervous.

"Hehe... Uncle Zhou still calls Chen boy more pleasing to the ear." Chen Yuan smiled.

When he was young, Chen Yuan took advantage of him a lot, and he always smiled and didn't care about it, so after Chen Yuan became a government servant, he would stand up for the Zhou family.

Wang Er of the Beihai Gang didn't dare to act presumptuously because he was afraid of Chen Yuan's relationship with the Zhou family.

"Miss... Master..." The man on the ground turned pale, and thought that the arrester actually knew the old guy.

People around whispered.

Chen Yuan glanced over the crowd, stepped closer, stared at the thin man on the ground and said:

"You said, Uncle Zhou wants to steal your money?"

"No... That's right, I was going to buy medicine for my old lady. I passed by his steamed stuffed bun shop and accidentally dropped the purse on the ground. When he saw it, I wanted to snatch it..." the man cried.

There are still people around talking about oppressing kindness.

"You fart, obviously I just came back from the butcher shop to buy meat, the money bag fell on the ground, and before I picked it up, you snatched it away." Uncle Zhou showed an anxious expression on his face.

"How dare I snatch your purse with my injuries?" the man said, and raised his arm, revealing the marks on it.

"You said you were going to buy medicine for my old lady?"

Chen Yuan put away the long knife and inserted it into the scabbard.

"right……"

"As far as I know, there is no pharmacy in the north of the city. How did you come to buy medicine in the north of the city?"

"I... I came in from outside the city, and I'm going to the south of the city pharmacy."

"Outside?" Chen Yuan pointed to the sole of the man's shoe.

"It has been raining continuously every night for the past few days. If you came from outside the city, why is there no mud on your shoes?"

"I...I..." The man was speechless for a while.

"You changed your shoes after entering the city?" Chen Yuan chuckled.

"Yes... no... no... I cleaned the mud off my feet."

"Hehe... buy medicine for your mother, and clean up the mud when you have time."

"Yes, I hope the poor master will learn from you." The man cried.

"Okay, let's say you cleaned up the mud, I still have a way to verify who owns the money in the purse."

"What method?" The man on the ground was already a little scared.

Not only was he afraid of the official skin on Chen Yuan's body, but also the words in his mouth.

Chen Yuan turned his eyes around and walked towards a middle-aged man.

"Can I use the water in your bucket?" Chen Yuan threw him a copper plate.

"Master, you can use it."

The man's face was filled with joy, and he carried the bucket and walked over to the man who collapsed on the ground.

"Pour the copper coins in the money bag into the water, and you will know who is telling the lie at a glance."

"It's all up to Brother Yuan to decide." Uncle Zhou said immediately.

Chen Yuan turned his gaze to the man on the ground, and said in a low voice:

"If you don't dare, you stole this purse."

"Who says I dare not." The people on the ground hesitated for a moment, opened the money bag, and hundreds of copper coins fell into the water with a splash.

"How to prove it? I hope the poor man will decide." The man said loudly.

Chen Yuan glanced at the man, pointed to a layer of oily flowers in the barrel and said:

"You said you were going to buy medicine for my old lady. Why is there oil in the barrel? On the other hand, Uncle Zhou came back from the butcher shop with oil on his palms."

"Who does the money in the purse belong to? Do you need to say more now?"

"This poor man is really amazing!"

"Yeah yeah."