Lord of Puro

Chapter 487: There is only one master of Tiemenbao (asking for monthly ticket)
At twelve o'clock noon, Dick Chen had lunch and sat in the yard of the house waiting quietly.

The driver asked, "How long do you want to wait? You delayed my work for a day, you have to compensate me for the fare."

Dick Chen nodded and said, "I am a person who pursues fairness. I will not give you a penny less. I will wait for my soldiers here. When they are all here, we will set off."

"You still have soldiers here?" The driver was surprised. "You still have people in Tiemenbao?"

"That depends on how you define Iron Gate Fort," Dick Chen said with a smile, "If you only count the canyon where Zhai Xiu lives, I have people there too, but not many.
If the surrounding villages are all counted within the scope of Iron Gate Fort, then I have quite a few people."

The driver nodded and said, "It's good that you have someone under your command. Let me make it clear to you first. There is a local god in Tiemenbao. With my cultivation level, if I make a move in the fort, I will attract the local god.

A powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake. If I cannot gain any advantage in front of the local god, you will also suffer. Therefore, I cannot take the initiative in this matter. "

Dick Chen was prepared for this: "There is a forest to the east of Tiemenbao. You just need to be ready to meet me in the forest. If I enter the forest, it means that something has happened to me. You have to eliminate all the pursuers behind me and ensure that I can leave safely."

The driver nodded and said, "It's a simple matter."

As they were talking, people came to the door one after another.

Dick Chen waved at them, and the visitors walked into the yard and stood beside Dick Chen respectfully.

These people included both men and women, young and old. Among them was a home repairman named Jin Yuankang, who was a person of respectable status in Tiemenbao.

Dick Chen asked Jin Yuankang: "Old Jin, have you ever advised them?"

Jin Yuankang sighed and said, "I tried to persuade them, but they wouldn't listen. They always said..."

"No need to say more." Dick Chen didn't want to hear Jin Yuankang talk about any process, he just wanted the result.

By one o'clock, there were thirty people in the yard.

Dick Chen stood in the middle of the yard and said to everyone, "My name is Chen Weixin. Most of you know me. I selected you after many rounds of screening and let you embark on the path of chasing light and rebuilding Prostate. You have gained new life and faith.
Today we are about to start the first battle for our faith. We are going to clean up all the corrupt forces that are blocking the progress of Prostate. If anyone among you is afraid, you can tell me now. I can let him go and will not hold him accountable for his actions.

We are comrades with a common ideal. There is only fairness and voluntariness among us, and there will never be hostages or coercion! "

After hearing these words, everyone had a blank expression on their faces, and their determined eyes did not show any sign of retreat or hesitation.

For the driver, this look was totally incomprehensible.

He turned his gaze towards the door and seemed to have discovered some clues.

He saw a very strange spider web looming outside the door. As a cloud cultivator, the coachman had a hard time seeing it, and other people in the yard could not see the spider web at all.

Once you choose to leave, you must go out through the main door and will definitely be entangled in this spider web. What will be the consequences after being entangled? That depends on how the famous detective Daboyens handles it.

When everyone was gathered, Dick Chen led his men out. The driver went to the forest to guard first, while Daboyens collected the spider webs and waited for Dick Chen's orders.

Dick Chen ordered: "You stay here to protect the safety of the spear. If I fail to capture the Iron Gate Fort, you leave immediately with the spear."

Daboyens bowed respectfully and watched Dick Chen and his party leave.

Thirty people followed Dick Chen to the gate of Iron Gate Fort. The steam gate of Iron Gate Fort was closed tightly, and there were houses built above the lintel and on both sides of the valley for strict defense.

There is a lime-paved boundary outside the Iron Gate Fort, which is a full one hundred meters away from the iron gate.

For the relatively dogmatic Zhaixiu, the so-called right time to take action is a little difficult for them to grasp. However, if a boundary is set, it will be much more intuitive and simple. Once someone crosses the boundary, the Zhaixiu will immediately fight back.

Seeing Dick Chen leading his men, Wu Yongchao ordered them to prepare for battle. One of them pointed at Jin Yuankang and said to Wu Yongchao, "Old Jin is on their side."

Wu Yongchao was stunned: "Isn't Lao Jin sick? Isn't he resting at home? When did he go out?"

Everyone looked at each other, speechless. Dick Chen, who was standing outside the door, began to shout: "Brothers and sisters of Tiemenbao, I am Chen Weixin. I came here today not to bring war or killing, but to bring light to you.
I want to give Iron Gate Castle a new start, a thorough reconstruction and innovation. I want to bring a truly happy life to Iron Gate Castle and return the light that originally belonged to this world to every person in Iron Gate Castle. "

Dick Chen's words were very infectious, but most of the house repairmen didn't quite understand what he said.

To be precise, they can understand every word, but when they are put together, they have difficulty understanding.

Dick Chen continued, "My brothers and sisters, from now on, I, Chen Weixin, will be your castle lord. You can all tell me about the sufferings you have endured, and I will spend my entire life healing your inner wounds.

I am willing to be your father, the father of the entire Iron Gate Fort, and love everyone in Iron Gate Fort as if they were my own flesh and blood. Please open the door now to welcome your future, your new life, and your new master of the fort!"

After saying that, Dick Chen took a step forward.

He was only three steps away from the 100-meter line. Dick Chen took two steps first, but the house repairmen did not react at all.

In the third step, Dick Chen stepped directly over the boundary line. Before his feet touched the ground, a feather arrow flew towards his face.

Dick Chen dodged the feather arrow and took a step back.

This arrow was shot by Wu Yongchao.

The second feather arrow was on the string, still aimed at Dick Chen's head.

Dick Chen shouted: "I am Chen Weixin! I am your castle lord! Why are you pointing your weapons at your new castle lord!"

Wu Yongchao replied: "There is only one master of Tiemenbao! The master of Tiemenbao is not called Chen Weixin! The people of Tiemenbao only listen to the master!"

These are the rules of Tiemenbao, the three iron laws set by Li Banfeng.

The house cultivators all understood these words.

Dick Chen said: "I am your castle lord now, because I am here and your castle lord is not here!"

Wu Yongchao said: "Whether the fort lord is here or not, he is our fort lord. He is our fort lord when he is alive, and he is still our fort lord when he dies and turns into a ghost."

Dick Chen frowned and said, "What's the point of this?"

Wu Yongchao explained the truth to Dick Chen: "You must recognize your wife when you go to bed, recognize your shoes when you get out of bed, recognize the way back when you leave the fort, and recognize the fort owner when you enter the fort.
We recognize our castle lord. It is useless for you to say anything else. If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill you today!"

Don't underestimate this group of home cultivators. When they first followed Zhou Anju, they showed certain combat effectiveness. Later, Li Banfeng invited the bandits from Feiying Mountain over. With the strong cooperation of that group of bandits, the home cultivators were trained to develop higher combat skills.

Li Banfeng, who was hiding in the dark, was very satisfied with the current performance of the home repairmen.

Dick Chen estimated the distance to the steam gate and signaled his men to rush forward with him.

His men followed him, but were still hesitant.

Dick Chen rolled his eyes up, closed his eyelids, and then quickly opened his eyes.

Thirty men performed the same action, first closing their eyes and then opening them.

After opening their eyes, they did not hesitate, raised their heads, and walked towards the steam door in neat steps.

What's happening?
Li Banfeng didn't quite understand this scene.

Could it be that Dick Chen is a mind cultivator, controlling the thoughts of his subordinates?

It seems possible.

Of course, the big iron gate was too far away, and Nian Xiu’s skills should not be able to reach the home repairman behind the gate.

Wu Yongchao ordered a counterattack. The first and second level house repairmen did not have fixed techniques, so the combat methods of the lower level house repairmen varied. All the house repairmen who had long-range combat means took action one after another. Some used bows and arrows like Wu Yongchao, some threw darts, some used slingshots, and some even threw stones directly.

Although the fighting method looks low-end, it is quite lethal. When dealing with the bandits in Feiying Mountain, Wu Yongchao's arrows never missed their targets and hit every one of them in the head.

But today his arrows were not so accurate. To be precise, the enemies dodged very quickly, and the arrows could scratch their cheeks and injure their flesh, but they could not hit the vital parts.

The situation was the same for everyone else. Dick Chen, with thirty of his men, quickly arrived at the iron gate.

Wu Yongchao ordered the steam valve to be opened, and boiling steam blew out, scalding the enemies in the front row to the point of having their skin peeled off and their flesh rotten.

But they don't seem to feel the pain.

They rushed to the steam door one after another, grabbed the smooth and hot door panels with their hands, and tried to pull the steam door open.

Is this because their cultivation is too high and they have made sufficient defenses?

It shouldn't be like this. They were injured. Li Banfeng found that many of them were seriously injured, but they did not react as if they were injured.

These thirty people are very strange; they are real people, yet not quite real enough.

They were definitely hit by Dick Chen's technique, but this seemed to be different from the mind cultivation technique.

The next scene is even stranger.

The steam gate was driven by a steam engine, and there was not even a handle on the outer surface of the gate. However, these thirty people managed to pull the gate open without much effort.

Creak!

The steam door was cracked.

The strongest defense of Iron Gate Fort was breached just like that?
Wu Yongchao was shocked and quickly asked the engineers to increase the power of the steam engine.

The repairmen shouted, "The pressure gauge is about to burst, but the door won't work on its own!"

What does it mean to not work hard?
Wu Yongchao did not understand the construction methods and could not comprehend the engineer's explanation, so he could only direct other house repairmen to guard the gate with all their strength.

In the panic, Dick Chen and his men were about to attack the fort. Li Banfeng, who was hiding on the hillside, took out a teapot and poured a pot of tea at the enemy.

The tea fell to the ground, a barrier was formed, and more tea on the ground flowed upwards.

The characteristics of the teapot are extremely effective against low-level cultivators, but it is too difficult to stop Dick Chen.

Li Banfeng wanted to buy some time for Zhaixiu to make the next response.

The house repairmen soon calmed down. Now that they had lost the gate, they had to prepare for street fighting. The house repairmen on the fourth floor and above quickly took out stone carvings, clay sculptures and scrolls, ready to use the skills of hiding a beauty in a golden house.

But Li Banfeng didn't expect that the barrier of the old teapot would be broken so quickly.

Thirty enemies were soaking in tea, their ankles below the ground burned to the bones, but just like opening the steam door, they pressed their hands on the barrier until the barrier slowly disappeared.

How did the barrier disappear? It certainly wasn't broken by these thirty or so people.

Before Li Banfeng could figure out the reason, he suddenly saw the teapot flying up and the spout was pointed at him.

"Rebellion, old man!" Gloves took the lead and put the teapot into his stomach.

Li Banfeng had never expected the teapot's sudden betrayal.

Looking down at the fort, Dick Chen was leading his men into the fort. The female housekeeper Li Zhijuan was controlling the puppets she had sewn and fighting with the enemy with a group of stone statues and clay sculptures.

These homesteaders were very skilled in the art of hiding their mistresses in their golden houses, and they had the upper hand in the initial battle.

However, after a while, the puppets, stone statues, and clay sculptures all stopped moving.

Li Zhijuan and a group of home repairmen also stopped moving.

Wu Yongchao originally wanted to control the beauty in the scroll to fight with the enemy, but he found that something was wrong with the situation.

Any puppets touched by the enemy will not move.

The puppet's master won't move either.

It was not found that the enemy used any sophisticated tactics, they just stretched out their hands and touched it.

The battle situation was unfavorable and the tactics had to be changed as soon as possible. Li Banfeng took out a gong and ran along the cliff while beating it.

He moved so quickly that others couldn't see his figure, but they could hear the sound of the gong.

Once the gong sounds, all the house repairmen must go back home to defend the fort. This was the rule that Li Banfeng had set in the fort.

Wu Yongchao didn't know who gave the order to ring the gong, but the repairmen around him had almost all left.

With no other options, he could only retreat back to the house. When he reached the door of the house, an enemy grabbed Wu Yongchao from behind.

This was the doorstep of his home. Wu Yongchao could have easily broken free, but he stood at the door motionless.

Even his house spirit was anxious, shouting hoarsely: "Kid, what are you doing? Come back quickly!"

Li Banfeng, who was running on the edge of the cliff, was about to go down to rescue people when he suddenly heard gloves shouting, "Boss, you can't go. I can see that the other party is a Taoist. This person is a sleeping cultivator!"

Dick Chen is a sleep practitioner?
Li Banfeng asked, "So he used dreams to control these people?"

"Boss, dreams are dreams, sleep is sleep. Dreams are about the heart, sleep is about the body. These are two different things. His subordinates, including himself, are all asleep. After they fall asleep, they are under his control.
These sleeping people have no distracting thoughts, react quickly, and strike hard, and they don’t feel pain. The most difficult thing to deal with is that once you touch them, you will fall asleep too.”

Li Banfeng said: "Li Zhijuan didn't encounter any enemies either. She just used the technique of hiding a beautiful girl in a golden house. How come she fell asleep?"

"Boss, some techniques require the transmission of force. Techniques that can transmit force are also restrained by Mian Xiu. Our old teapot suddenly changed sides just now. He transmitted force through techniques and was controlled by Mian Xiu."

"Can the sleep training technique also control magic weapons?"

"Not only that! Boss, the main gate of the fort is also asleep."

door?

Steam gate?

That thing has no spirituality, it is purely mechanical.

Can sleep repair make machines fall asleep?

This Taoist sect is a bit unreasonable.

More and more people fell asleep in the fort. Dick Chen kept walking deeper into the fort. The house repairmen stood on the roadside one after another like clay sculptures. It seemed that Dick Chen was about to reach the fort owner's mansion.

Li Banfeng roared: "Huaaaaaa~"

He wanted to use his wife's voice repair skills to wake up the sleeping house repairman.

But the house repairmen did not wake up.

Gloves reminded, "Boss, yelling at them is useless. Even boiling water can't wake them up. We have to find a way to wake up Mian Xiu."

Li Banfeng came near Dick Chen and shouted again: "Hua Ya Ya Ya~"

Dick Chen stopped walking, his face was a little distorted, but he still didn't wake up.

Even my wife’s voice-repairing skills couldn’t wake him up, so how high is this person’s level?

Or maybe the sound repair technique doesn't work on him?

The music box kept vibrating in her pocket, and she wanted to try it.

I almost forgot that the technique of the music box should come from Mian Xiu. Li Banfeng wound up the music box and approached Dick Chen with it.

Although Dick Chen was asleep, his basic reaction was more alert than when he was awake. Li Banfeng was very cautious and played music on the music box.

This piece of music was specifically designed to wake people up. The music box played half of the song, but Dick Chen showed no reaction.

The music box is not sophisticated enough to wake up Dick Chen.

Tang Dao said: "My lord, please give me some cover, I will chop this guy down with one blow!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "You can't go. If you are controlled by him, I'm afraid the glove won't be able to contain you."

"Director Seven, maybe I can give it a try!" The projector volunteered.

Gloves said, "Aji, it's even worse if you go. They are asleep, and illusions won't work on them."

"I don't use illusions, I use the technique of withering."

Gloves said: "I think your Withering Technique is a force transmission technique, and it will definitely be controlled by Mian Xiu."

Whose technique does not transmit power?

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The wine gourd said, "Little brother, my technique does not transmit force. The wine that has been spilled is spilled. It has nothing to do with me anymore."

This is indeed irrelevant, but what should we do after spilling the wine?
Set fire?
Burn down the Zhaixiu and Tiemenbao together?
Li Banfeng had no intention of doing so.

Jiuhulu did not forget to give some advice: "Let Mengde try. She is a dream cultivator and has some restraint on sleeping cultivators."

Dream repairers can control dreams, and perhaps this will have some impact on Dick Chen.

But how big is the impact?
Gloves was not optimistic about this: "Master, this sleeping cultivator is too high-level. Even the Madam's skills can't wake him up. How useful can Meng De be?"

Zhong Bai asked, "Could it be possible that his level is higher than that of the Madam?"

Li Banfeng looked at the battle situation.

More and more house cultivators fell asleep, but many of them also fled back to their own houses.

The sleepers were spreading like zombies. No matter whether it was Zhai Xiu himself or the puppets in their hands, as long as they touched Dick Chen and his men, they would stand upright in the middle of the road.

The first few house repairmen who were infected have joined the invaders and are heading towards the castle lord's mansion.

But there are only these few.

The others just fell asleep and did not follow Dick Chen to fight. What was the reason?
The number of people is limited!

Why did Dick Chen only bring thirty subordinates? Was it because it was difficult to find manpower?
If he came with 300 men, put them all to sleep, made them unaware of pain and fear, and rushed into the Iron Gate Fort together, how could we resist?
He can make everything around him fall asleep, even steam iron doors. With this ability, why doesn't he form a mechanical army with thousands of troops?

The fact that he doesn't do it proves that he can't do it.

Thirty people might be his limit. He could still handle a few more. If there were more, the newly converted sleepers would not fight with Dick Chen but would fall into a deep sleep.

What if it continues?

Then we need to do an experiment.

Li Banfeng returned to his residence and took out a stack of paper figures.

These paper figures were all printed with little effort, so they are of poor quality and have low combat effectiveness.

Li Banfeng had no intention of letting them fight. He just threw them into the enemy's midst without even the most basic control, leaving them to fend for themselves.

Once controlled, the force transmission behavior mentioned by the gloves will occur. To put it simply, there is still a connection with these paper figures. As long as there is a slight connection, you may be pulled into sleep along with the paper figures.

More than two hundred paper figures were thrown out, and after touching the enemy, they all fell into a deep sleep.

Li Banfeng threw more than a hundred of them, about eighty of them fell asleep, and there were still about ten who didn't sleep.

Throw out another thirty, and none of the thirty paper people will sleep.

Dick Chen has reached his limit. He can't let more people fall asleep.

Li Banfeng had a rough estimate of Dick Chen's cultivation level.

"He is definitely higher than Meng De and the Music Box, but he can't be higher than my wife.
My wife's sound repair skills couldn't wake him up. It was limited by me, and the sleep repair itself was also wary of sound.
After falling into a deep sleep, Dick Chen's thinking ability was obviously limited.
Now that he can’t let more people fall into deep sleep, we have to deal with him.”

Li Banfeng first tested the Tang sword and chopped it towards the old house repairman Jin Yuankang.

If Jin Yuankang still maintained his ability to maintain his home, this blow might not have killed him.

But now he is just one of Dick Chen's many puppets. Like other puppets, he reacts quickly, but not as fast as the Tang sword. His body is rough and he cannot withstand the Tang sword.

puff!
A cold light flashed, and the Tang sword chopped down from the left shoulder and came out from the right waist, directly cutting Jin Yuankang into two pieces.

Before his death, Jin Yuankang was abandoned by Dick Chen. He broke free from his deep sleep and shouted loudly: "Send me back to the house, there is still hope, there is still..."

boom!
Li Banfeng stomped Jin Yuankang's head to pieces.

Jin Yuankang died, and Dick Chen, who had reached the limit of his skills, seemed to have some strength left.

This was normal, since there was one less sleeper under his control.

Li Banfeng pulled out a paper man and threw it among the enemies. The paper man that was touched quickly fell asleep, and Dick Chen's vacant technique was filled again.

Li Banfeng opened the Tapo Wanchuan Army and beat Dick Chen's men one after another into sieves.

They really don't feel the pain, but their bones and flesh are torn apart and they will completely lose their fighting power.

Li Banfeng quickly came close to Dick Chen and wanted to blast him with his "Zou Ma Guan Hua" move, but the technique did not work.

Chen Dick was in a deep sleep, which was a very strange state.

He could respond to Li Banfeng's behavior, but he could not sense Li Banfeng's existence, so the prerequisite for a cursory inspection did not exist.

No tactics involving direct contact are suitable, the best option is to break through all the rivers and streams.

Li Banfeng used all his strength in this kick.

With a loud bang, a big hole appeared on the ground.

Dick Chen shed a layer of skin, and his originally determined eyes blurred for a moment, and then his gaze was focused again.

"I'm awake?" he was surprised.

"No, you're still asleep." Li Banfeng answered sincerely.

"Are you Li Qi?" Dick Chen was a little overwhelmed.

"Yes, I am Li Qi. I shouldn't be in Tiemen Fort. I should be in Lushui City, so you haven't woken up yet." Li Banfeng disappeared.

Asleep or awake?

Dick Chen hesitated for a moment and his chest exploded.

Just a quick tour!

He knew that Li Qi was a fifth-level travel cultivator, so he must be on guard against the skill of superficial observation. If he was asleep, there was no need to worry, but if he was awake, the problem would be very serious.

Now it seems that he did wake up just now, but for some reason, he was in a state of confusion.

This dilemma was fatal. Dick Chen covered his broken chest and ran towards the exit of Iron Gate Fort.

He woke up, and all the sleeping people in the fort woke up with him.

There were still a dozen of Dick Chen's men left alive, and Wu Yongchao shouted, "Kill them!"

A group of home repairmen got into a melee with these dozen people.

Li Banfeng ignored the battle in the fort. These house repairmen would definitely have a way to deal with these dozen subordinates. He concentrated on chasing Dick Chen.

Dick Chen was seriously injured, but he remained calm. When he turned around to escape, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Dick Chen was sleeping and not conscious, so it was difficult for him to deal with complex problems.

But he is extremely focused and runs very fast.

The most important thing is that his technique of lulling people to sleep has been activated.

Many people around him fell into sleep again, which forced Li Banfeng to keep a certain distance from him.

Dick Chen rushed out of the Iron Gate Fort and ran towards the woods.

Because he was not conscious, he had only one thought left: he had to go into the woods. Once inside the woods he would be safe.

Brush la la ~
Li Banfeng threw down a large group of paper people and surrounded Dick Chen.

Li Banfeng's inference was correct. Dick Chen's sleep training technique had strict restrictions on the number of people. To control combat personnel, no more than thirty-five people could be involved, and simply to pull people to sleep, no more than three hundred and fifty people could be involved.

The 350 places were all divided up by the paper figures. Li Banfeng stepped on Wanchuan and woke Dick Chen up again.

Dick Chen, who was covered in wounds, looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Let me tell you something. I came to Tiemenbao just to check the authenticity of a weapon. This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Are you done?" Li Banfeng was ready to take action immediately. He suspected there was an ambush in the woods.

Dick Chen said: "Wait a little longer, if you continue to attack, I will use my skills again, and we will waste a lot of time on each other.
I don't know where these strange puppets of yours came from, but they are not inexhaustible. If something goes wrong and you are hit by my techniques, you should know how serious the consequences will be.

Let me say a few words, and then we can each make concessions and leave. Isn't this a good outcome?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "Go ahead, I'm listening."

Dick Chen was trying his best to delay time. He knew the driver was in the woods, but he had to wait until the right moment for the driver to take action:
"Li Qi, your original name is Li Banfeng, right? You are from another state, and you took the Xuansheng Red Lotus, right?"

Li Banfeng's brows trembled: "How did you know?"

Dick Chen smiled and said, “To make this matter clear, I need to explain my identity first. Do you know who I am?

I am the bishop of the Light Chasing Group, the one who brought light and faith to Prosperity."

Light chasing group?
bishop?

Both terms are rare in Prov.

Dick Chen continued, "We believe in light, a light that can truly rebuild the state of Prosperity. As a messenger of light, I really want to recruit outstanding people like you into the group, so that you can become our like-minded and close comrades-in-arms."

"Those who attacked Tiemenbao were your comrades, right?" Li Banfeng said with a smile, "It seems that being your comrade is not a good thing."

"They are too stupid and too weak. Only such missions are suitable for them. But you are different from them, Li Qi. You are a real strong man. You have the ability to fight alongside me."

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "You think highly of me. So, introduce me to the leaders of the Light Chasing Group and all the people below. I want to see if they are interested in joining you."

Dick Chen shook his head and said, "If you want to join us, you must go through a strict process. We are not sure whether you are qualified to join the Light Chasing Group. You need some patience for this matter."

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "It was you who approached Ma Wu to do business, but now you say that Ma Wu is not qualified to cooperate with you.

Now you asked me to join the Light Chasing Group, but now you tell me I am not qualified.

You're talking to me so much just to stall for time, but the way you talk is really bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Banfeng disappeared.

boom!
The quick tour worked, and Dick Chen's legs exploded.

The driver hadn't shown up yet, so Dick Chen had to continue delaying.

He rolled his eyes up, ready to fall asleep, when Li Banfeng let out a long howl: "Hoo-ah-ah~"

If Dick Chen fell asleep, it would be difficult to wake him up now. Li Banfeng's inference was correct. Dick Chen had the technique to isolate himself from sound.

But Dick Chen couldn't fall asleep. Li Banfeng's constant shouting prevented him from falling asleep.

In the blink of an eye, Li Banfeng appeared again, and Dick Chen's stomach exploded.

He wasn't sure if he could eat another round of the zodiac, but if he didn't fall into a deep sleep, he couldn't fight a high-level brigade cultivator at all...

boom!
Dick Chen's neck exploded.

Seeing him lying motionless on the ground, Li Banfeng quickly ordered Tang Dao to step forward, pick him up, and send him to Suishenju.

Dick Chen was still conscious and he was still gritting his teeth to hold on.

The driver is coming soon. Every second you hold on means a greater chance of victory!
……

At the market in Tiemenbao, a man bought two bags of rice. It was a bit difficult to carry one bag in each hand, and it was not very stable to carry the two bags together.

Passing by the market entrance, a driver called out, "Sir, would you like a ride?"

When did rickshaws first appear in Tiemenbao?

The man had been out there before and had some experience. He looked up and asked, "Big brother, why are you pulling a cart here?"

The driver said with a smile, "I'm on a long journey and passing by here, so I'd like to do some business. Look how heavy this rice is, hurry up and load it on the cart!"

The man was not brave enough to say: "Brother, I don't have much money."

The driver smiled and said, "Money is easy to talk about. Just give me whatever you want."

"Just tell me a number!"

"Three dollars in Huan Guo notes, I'll send you home with a person and rice, is that okay with you?"

The man calculated for a while, gritted his teeth and agreed. He put two bags of rice on the car and got in too.

The driver lifted the handlebars and walked along the country road with a brisk and cheerful pace.

PS: Even if there is only three dollars, the rickshaw driver still feels happy pulling the rickshaw.

Li Banfeng once set three rules for Tiemen Fort, see Chapter 234 for details.

A good story should be told in one breath. Today's chapter is so long. Who would say that salad is short?

(End of this chapter)