A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1036 Kill them all and deal with the militia! (Please subscribe!)
The fat man went towards the box, and Hua Shier and Xu Baijiu kept their eyes on him.

Here, Master Ren said to Uncle Jiu:
"The fat man just now is my nephew Awei. He is very capable. I plan to let him take charge of the establishment of the militia in Renjia Town. If you have any troubles in the future, just go to Awei!"

Uncle Jiu smiled and complimented, "Master Ren, you value this young man. His future is limitless!"

"Where there!"

Mr. Ren was very satisfied with Uncle Jiu's compliments, and then talked about the purpose of today's tea appointment:

"Uncle Jiu, I came to you to discuss the matter of relocating my father's burial. I would like to ask you to help me choose an auspicious day and find a good feng shui site."

Uncle Jiu pondered and said, "Master Ren, I think you'd better think about this carefully. It's better to stay still than to act on this matter."

Simu also nodded: "Brother, what you said is right. After a person dies, he should be buried in the ground. If you can avoid disturbing him, don't disturb him!"

Mr. Ren smiled and said, "I know you two have good intentions, but I have thought it through. The Feng Shui master said that the coffin must be moved after 20 years. This will be good for our Ren family!"

Wencai interrupted and said, "You can't trust what Feng Shui says!"

Miss Ren studied in a foreign school and always regarded these mysterious things as superstition, so she didn't really believe in Feng Shui or Taoist priests. In her opinion, people like Uncle Jiu were just fooling her father and trying to cheat him out of money.
When he heard Wencai belittling his peers, he thought it was a means to raise the price, so he snorted coldly:
"If I can't trust Feng Shui, can I trust what you guys say?"

When Wencai saw Miss Ren snorting, he did not think she was rude or unreasonable. Instead, he was attracted by her beauty and said happily, "Of course, let me tell you, my master is an authentic Maoshan master."

Uncle Jiu snorted, and Wencai immediately shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Master Ren also criticized his own daughter: "Children should not interrupt when adults are talking!"

Simu was just calculating an auspicious day, and now he said, "Brother, it is best to move the burial site in three days!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Then we'll start digging and excavating the coffin in three days!"

Master Ren was very happy: "Then it's a deal. By the way, Uncle Jiu, what else do we need to prepare?"

Wencai couldn't hold it in anymore: "Prepare the money!"

Uncle Jiu glared at him and asked, "How much do you want?"

Wencai then realized that what he said was too mercenary and too explicit. Seeing that his master was staring at him sternly, he blurted out in fear:
"One bank, one bank!"

This guy just remembered that Hua Shier told him to speak foreign languages ​​when he felt embarrassed.

Miss Ren couldn't help laughing again.

Hua Twelve winked at Xu Baijiu at this time, and the two stood up: "Uncle Jiu, Master Ren, you guys chat first, let's go out for a walk!"

Miss Ren also stood up: "Dad, it's too stuffy here, I want to go out for a walk too!"

Master Ren glanced at Hua Twelve and Xu Baijiu and found that they were both handsome men. He then looked at his daughter and said with some amusement:

"Go ahead, Uncle Jiu and I will chat for a while. If you young people can't sit still, why don't you go out and take a walk together!"

Miss Ren saw the joking expression on her father's face when he spoke, and then looked at Hua Twelve and Xu Baijiu who had already walked away, and suddenly her face turned red:
"You guys take your time chatting, I won't talk to you anymore!"

After saying that, she quickly followed Hua Twelve and Xu Baijiu. It was obvious that she also wanted to go shopping with two handsome guys.

But Miss Ren found that the two did not go downstairs. Instead, they walked to the stairs and turned left into the aisle on the private room side. She followed them out of curiosity, wanting to see what they were going to do.

At this time, in the private room, Awei was negotiating with several foreigners and Japanese devils.

Ah Wei smiled and poured coffee for a white foreigner:

"Mr. Wilson, the road from Renjia Town to Jiuquan Town and then to the northwest is the only way to enter Sichuan. As long as the militia we have formed controls this trade route, we will have a lot of money in the future!"

The white man nodded and said in the strange accent that foreigners have when speaking Chinese:

"Keep going!"

Ah Wei said with a sly smile:

"As long as you provide me with the most advanced firearms, our militia will be able to dominate the area. We will have the final say on this road. We will have the people, money, and muskets. With my uncle's connections, the government and bandits will have to stand aside. We will only charge tolls and make a fortune!"

The white man named Wilson curled his lips in disdain: "You collect tolls like this, what's the difference between you and beggars? How much money can you make?"

Awei was confused: "Mane?"

The Japanese man who had been silent all this time just laughed and explained to him, "Wilson was talking about money!"

Ah Wei suddenly realized: "Mr. Yamamoto is really knowledgeable, he even understands Western languages!"

He turned to Wilson and asked, "Mr. Wilson, tolls are actually very profitable."

Wilson shook his head: "That's just a small amount of money. We can do as you say, but our goal is to have your militia help us transport the longevity cream and open up a road channel from the south into Sichuan!"

Ah Wei didn't hesitate at all: "Sure, sure, then we can make more money!"

Wilson didn't expect Awei to be so straightforward. All the Chinese partners he had met were full of concerns even if they agreed. This was the first one who was so straightforward. He showed a little surprise and then burst into laughter.

Ah Wei turned to the Japanese devil: "Since we have agreed to cooperate with three parties, what do you think, Mr. Yamamoto?"

The Japanese devil Yamamoto said calmly: "We Japanese will take the lead in this militia, and all you Qing people have to do is obey!"

Awei's face suddenly turned ugly. He was about to speak when the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open and two familiar young men walked in.

Wilson glared: "Who are you?"

Several of his white men had their hands on the handles of their guns, ready to draw their guns at any time. Several Japanese ronin held their samurai swords at their waists, also ready to deal with emergencies.

Ah Wei recognized the two people who had just sat at the same table with his uncle, and quickly opened his arms: "Don't move, we are one family!"

He looked at Hua Twelve who came in first and asked, "Why are you here? Does my uncle have something for you to tell me?"

Hua Twelve glanced at everyone present with a look as if he was looking at a dead person. Just when everyone felt inexplicably cold, he smiled, and the warm sun melted the snow in an instant, and the coldness disappeared.

"Yes, Master Ren asked us to come over and ask you, Master Awei, how are the terms being negotiated?" Awei frowned and said, "What's wrong with Uncle today? Why are you so impatient? I haven't reached a conclusion on my side yet. I will report to Uncle in person when the negotiation is completed!"

Hua Twelve stepped forward and said, "Master Ren said that if you don't reach an agreement, I will do the negotiation next!"

Ah Wei instantly showed hostility: "What do you mean? Are you here to grab power? No, I want to ask my uncle!"

He wanted to leave by bypassing Hua Twelve.

Hua Shier pressed his shoulder and gently pressed Awei down on the chair. No matter how he struggled, he could not move.

He looked at the Western devils and the Japanese devils and said, "Everyone, I will talk to you on behalf of the Ren family. Tell me your conditions!"

Wilson impatiently repeated what he had said before, but this time he mentioned the issue of profit distribution:
"We want 50% of the toll, and you have to ensure the safety of our transportation of the Fushou Cream. If anything goes wrong, you have to compensate us for our losses!"

It turns out that he had said before that the travel expenses were beggars, but now he is asking for 50% of the profit. Moreover, he doesn’t even have to pay for the transportation of the longevity cream. If there is any problem, the Ren family will still have to compensate.

Just as Awei was about to speak, his shoulder felt tight, making him grimace in pain.

Hua Twelve nodded and smiled, "Very fair. So, gentlemen from Japan, what are your conditions?"

The Japanese Yamamoto said that he wanted to take the lead, and then added:
"For the road from Wumeng to Sichuan, we decide the route, and we want 30% of the toll!"

Hua Shier looked at Yamamoto deeply. He always felt that the Japanese had other intentions, so he immediately questioned:
"Sir, are you confused? There are many mountain roads and deep forests along this road. If you don't rely on us locals to lead the way, aren't you afraid of getting lost in the mountains?"

Yamamoto waved his hand and said, "You can be our guides and show us around. We can draw a topographic map and plot the directions of the mountains and rivers. There is a saying in your country, 'If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools.' Once the topographic map is drawn, we can find the most suitable route and develop a new trade route, which can save both time and cost."

Hua Shier narrowed his eyes and drew a topographic map. He knew what the Japs were going to do. Even the Japs in later generations were doing this, but he did not expect it to start so early. This tiny place, this small ghost island, they really want to destroy us!

He glanced at Awei and patted him on the shoulder: "What do you think?"

Ah Wei said immediately: "What else is there to think about? With the support of two big men like these, our Ren family will be able to prosper in no time. We can accept that!"

Hua Twelve suddenly pressed the back of his head, exerted a little force, and slammed A Wei's face onto the table:
"But you, Nima!"

Awei suddenly fainted with blood all over his face.

When Hua Shier made this move, both Westerners and Japanese were shocked. Then the Westerners drew their guns and the Japanese drew their swords.

Hua Twelve turned into a phantom, like a ghost in the eyes of everyone. He walked around the private room with four pistols and three Japanese swords in his hands.

When the figure stopped, it still appeared in the original place. If it weren't for the objects held in both hands, it would seem as if it had not moved.

With a bang, he slammed the swords and guns in his hands on the table. With this sound, several Western and Japanese devils in the box fell to the ground with a thump, without a sound, and they were all dead.

However, when Hua Twelve was fighting with bare hands, he casually pressed their fatal points.

In Hua Shier's opinion, the conspiracy doesn't matter, as long as all these foreign devils are killed!
"ah!"

A woman's scream was heard outside the door, and the next moment Hua Twelve's figure disappeared. When she reappeared, the door slammed, as if it had been opened and closed. A beautiful girl in a dress appeared next to Hua Twelve. She had tears in her eyes and was trembling. It was Miss Ren.

Miss Ren had just peeked at everything through the crack in the door, and then saw Hua Twelve's ghostly movements. Then she saw that those foreign devils seemed to have suddenly died, and she screamed in fright.

But as soon as she made a sound, Hua Twelve rushed her into the room. If her mouth had not been covered by him, her scream would have been deafening.

Hua Twelve's teasing tone rang in her ears:

"Originally, if you hadn't called me, I would have pretended not to know. But now what do you say I should do? Should I silence him, or silence him, or silence him? You choose one!"

Miss Ren rolled her eyes and fainted from fright. How could she not be scared? This was so damn immoral. All three options were to silence her. What was there to choose from?

Hua Shier put Miss Ren on a chair beside him and turned to look at Xu Baijiu who had a calm expression.

"As expected of my big brother, he didn't even blink!"

Xu Baijiu suddenly trembled, and raised his hand to put it on Hua Twelve's shoulder:
"Brother, help me up. What happened just now happened too fast and I didn't react. Now my calves are shaking. Tell me the truth. How did you disappear just now? It was all an illusion. Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Did you die during the war? Is your current state like the one in the picture book, where you still have concerns and your soul returns to its hometown?"

Hua Shier was speechless for a while. It turned out that it was not that he was not afraid, but the backlash!
"What the hell, we usually bask in the sun together. Which ghost did you see basking in the sun? This is kung fu, don't you know? If you can master the martial arts to become a grandmaster, you can do it too!"

As he spoke, he helped Xu Baijiu sit down, and then began to put all the corpses into the storage space, intending to dispose of them with corpse powder later.

Xu Baijiu's eyes widened: "You still say you're not a ghost, but you ate all these corpses!"

Hua Twelve said unhappily: "I forgot the clone talisman I used on the top of Wumeng City. Now this is also a spell!"

"Oh, it's good that it's not a ghost, it's good that it's not a ghost!"

Xu Baijiu poured himself a cup of coffee tremblingly to calm himself down, but the coffee that I had just drunk was bitter now had no taste at all.

Hua Shier woke up the bloody Ah Wei. When the other party was about to shout, he picked up a revolver on the table and pointed it at the fat man's forehead:
"I'll beat you to death if you shout!"

This revolver is a Colt revolver from the Ugly Country. It is an antique in later generations, but it is still considered the most advanced pistol in this world. It is not as powerful as the pistols of later generations, but it can still blow Avi's head off.

Ah Wei slammed on the brakes, feeling very uncomfortable: "No, no, no, hey, where are those foreigners?"

Hua Twelve used the butt of his gun to hit him directly: "You foreign sir, call me foreign grandson, if you don't shout, I will kill you!"

"Foreign grandson, foreign grandson, foreigners are all grandsons!"

Awei immediately became timid, assessed the situation and followed the advice.

Hua Shier used the Life and Death Talisman, the Three Corpses Brain Pill, and the Soul Transferring Technique to control Awei completely. This fat man deserved to die, but it was not the time to kill him yet. He wanted to control Master Ren's militia secretly by controlling the fat man.

Well, just let Mr. Ren pay for the support of the militia.

Miss Ren had been frightened by him before, and was in a state of confusion when she woke up. It was a good time to be hypnotized, so Hua Shier used the soul-transferring technique to make her forget what had just happened, and she happily went out to buy rouge and powder.

The Western devils just mentioned the longevity cream, which happened to be related to what Hua Twelve and his team were investigating. He handed the matter over to Awei to follow up on and report any clues in time. It would be best to contact the superiors of those Western devils and do a sting operation to lure them all over and kill them.

Thanks to: 08a, Brother Xiao Xiaohu in the Demon World for the reward, and thanks to the brothers who voted for monthly votes and recommendation votes, thank you very much.