Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 514: The Underworld of Jianghu People
Xia Lin was stripped of his official position, and the person who paid the most attention to this matter was none other than Hong Xiu. She was actually very surprised that Xia Lin would be stripped of his official position like this, but with her network of connections, she could not get any more useful information.

"This person is really weird."

Hong Xiu complained to the contact person, "I have done a lot of research, but there is no news about him at all. It seems that this person is isolated from the world."

What could the contact person say? Xia Lin was indeed elusive, and unlike other officials, he did not have his own way of making money.

In the capital, even an official of the sixth or seventh rank would have his own business, owning some decent restaurants and teahouses, or better brothels and pleasure boats. But he had nothing. In the vast capital, there was not a single business owned by him, Xia Daosheng.

His daily expenses were either from his father-in-law or from his wife. A few days ago, it was said that he had a column in the Jinling Daily, and he could earn three to five taels of silver in royalties for each serialized article.

But who would believe it if I told others?
So the contact person just said it briefly and concealed a lot of information about Xia Lin's daily behavior. It was precisely this concealment that led Miss Hongxiu to a completely deviated investigation path.

Because she couldn't get more information, she relied on her experience and intuition to immediately conclude that Xia Lin must have an unknown source of money.

Therefore, she thought that now was the right time to investigate Xia Lin's complete information, so she decisively activated all the hidden lines that had been set up in Jinling City.

At this moment, Xia Lin certainly had not realized that he had begun to be investigated by others. He just contacted a gangster in his previous makeshift team.

This guy is small and thin, and is known as Mountain Cat in the underworld. He is said to be the best thief in the capital, but because one of his arms was chopped off a few years ago, before joining Xia Lin's makeshift team, he spent most of his time leading people at the city gate to make a living, and occasionally picked up bags at the market to supplement his family income.

"Master Xia, are you looking for me?"

After Shanmaozi came in, he saluted Xia Lin in a very fawning manner: "Has something happened, Lord Xia?"

Xia Lin waved his hand: "Last time I heard you guys talking about this, there is a living devil under the city of Jinling, do you recognize him?"

"Hey, what's the difference between a living King of Hell and a living King of Hell? It's all up to you, Master Xia. Don't say it's just a nickname. Even if he is the real King of Hell, he can't stand you, Master Xia. What's the matter? Did he provoke you? I'll take my brothers to get rid of him."

Xia Lin shook his head: "Not really, I want to meet him."

"Ah? That's easy." Shanmaozi chuckled and said, "My lord, if you want to meet him, it will be a great honor for him."

"lead the way."

The mountain cat took Xia Lin around Jinling City. Although Jinling City now has a new city, it is a country after all, and the huge old city area is still the mainstream. Although it is certainly much cleaner than that dirty and smelly street, it is indeed extremely cramped compared to the main street. Even entering it during the day is very depressing.

Shanmaozi was obviously a frequent visitor here. He took Xia Lin for a stroll, swinging his one arm, and then entered a martial arts hall, where three or five young men were practicing martial arts, exuding a strong masculine energy.

When they saw Shanmaozi coming, they greeted him with a smile: "Hey, Brother Mao, you haven't come to play often since you ate at the official's house. Why did you think of coming to see the brothers today?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Shanmaozi said with a smile, "Go and call your boss out. We have a distinguished guest."

Those guys didn't dare to delay and quickly ran in to report. After a while, Xia Lin saw a burly man coming out.

The man must be about 1.9 meters tall. Although the weather on this Mid-Autumn Festival was not cold, he was shirtless. His chest hair looked really scary. In addition, his face was full of flesh and he looked very fierce. He really deserved to be called a living devil.

"You are always a distinguished guest, but whose distinguished guest are you today?"

His voice was loud, but he sounded like a straightforward person. Xia Lin actually had a good impression of this kind of person. He was a gangster but loyal person.

"Open your dog eyes and take a closer look at who this is!"

Shanmaozi would never dare to speak to the King of Hell like this before, but today he is lucky enough to be associated with a big Buddha like Xia Lin, which makes him a bit like a bully.

The living devil looked at Xia Lin carefully. Almost the moment he recognized Xia Lin, his calves went limp. The giant man who was as tall as an iron tower suddenly became hunched over. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Sir, please... please come in."

Xia Lin nodded and smiled at him, then walked in.

He walked a little closer, but heard the living devil behind him curse in a low voice: "You bastard, you didn't even inform me in advance. You scared me to death when a person like this came to my place."

"You are a living devil, and you are afraid of this? Didn't you say you are not afraid of heaven or earth?"

"Bullshit, stop talking nonsense to me. I have an 80-year-old mother and a 7-year-old son. Can you spare my life?"

Xia Lin didn't say anything, but he just found it funny when he heard this. He himself didn't know that he had such a strong deterrent power. He always thought that he was very friendly and even children could smile when they saw him.

Arriving at the inner room, the Living King of Hell walked forward quickly, picked up the clothes hanging on the rack, and wiped the highest chair in the room carefully.

"Sir, sit down... hehe."

The living devil who could stop children from crying at night now turned into a simple and honest big man, standing there smiling, but not daring to say a word. At this moment, it was the mountain cat who was slick. He coughed and said, "Master Xia has named you today, so don't be scared. If he really wants your dog head, then it's not the master who came in person."

“Yes, yes, yes… I understand.” The Living King of Hell nodded hurriedly and said, “Please tell me what you want me to do, sir. I am a rough man and I cannot understand what those scholars say…”

Xia Lin smiled and said, "Not even a cup of tea?"

Shanmaozi kicked the living devil on the buttocks: "You stupid fool! Hurry up and go!"

With the hot tea at hand, Xia Lin blew away the tea foam on top and took a sip. He only felt that it was bitter and had a musty smell. He guessed that these people really didn't drink tea, so he quickly put down the cup, coughed and said, "The main reason I came to see you today is that I have something to ask you."

"Sir, please speak."

Xia Lin leaned over there and crossed his legs and said, "I heard that you know something about how noble families train assassins?"

"I don't know." The Living King of Hell shook his head and said, "But whether they are dead warriors or not, that's all. Most of them are veterans who have taken off their armor. Except for a few famous ones who raise dead warriors who have been trained since childhood, I haven't heard of any others. They dare to fight, kill, and die, and they are not as good as my disciples in fists, kicks, and swords."

"Hahaha, good, good. You are quite confident." Xia Lin stood up and unbuttoned his shirt: "Go, pick a few good ones and let me have a try."

"This……"

"Go!" Xia Lin frowned, "Don't worry, you can't hurt me."

Xia Lin hadn't taken action for a long time, so he wanted to know how capable these so-called real people of the world were. Luo Shixin had gone to Fuliang, so he could only try to get his hands on it himself.

Under his tyranny, the Living King of Hell actually found a few people. They didn't know how to hide, and they only heard Xia Lin say not to hold back. The Living King of Hell didn't dare to say anything, so the competition began.

Xia Lin's skills were naturally very good, but the problem was that he hadn't practiced for a long time, his muscle memory had long been lost, and his physical fitness could not keep up. He could only barely reach 30% to 40% of his ability at his peak.

However, he reacted quickly and his attack was skillful. After two rounds, the sturdy man was actually knocked away by his elbow in the middle, and he lay on the ground crying out in pain.

"Master Xia, you can..."

Xia Lin didn't say anything, just put on his clothes: "You guys can't do this, are there any other experts?"

The Living King of Hell scratched his head and said, "Then I wonder what kind of expert Master Xia wants... I do know a few."

"Hmm..." Xia Lin stroked his chin and was silent for a moment: "It can protect people secretly."

"I don't recognize the one who protects people, but I recognize the one who kills people for bounty." The Living King of Hell pointed outside and said, "South City, the Jinfenlou in South City does this."

"Golden Powder House? It sounds like a brothel to me."

The living devil laughed: "It's just a brothel, but don't worry, sir, the boss there is a top-notch master in the world. I won't lie to you. If I lie to you, I'll be your grandson."

"Okay, take me there and introduce me to someone."

In fact, Xia Lin has never had the time to explore the dungeon of the underground world. Firstly, he has no time and secondly, there is no need. But now he thinks it is necessary to do this.

In this situation where he is free from official duties, it would be the best thing if he could build up his own complete intelligence system. Red Sleeves was patient, but he didn't have that much time to mess around with a female spy.

Under the guidance of the Living King of Hell, Xia Lin came to the Jinfenlou, which looked like a second-rate brothel from the outside. Once inside, there were many beautiful girls. However, they all seemed to be quite afraid of the Living King of Hell, and no one dared to approach him when they saw him coming.

"You are so prestigious. The girls are all afraid of you."

"Sir, I will tell you the truth." The Living King of Hell smiled obscenely, "It's not that my prestige is great, it's that my place is great. They are all defeated by me."

"Hahahaha... So that's how it is." Xia Lin nodded and said, "Okay, today is not the time to talk about this. Take me to introduce the boss here."

"this way please."

The Living King of Hell brought Xia Lin and Shanmaozi to the backyard of the Jinfenlou. The atmosphere here changed instantly and it no longer looked like a brothel. It even had the feeling of a quiet ancient temple.

They were about to go inside, but were stopped by two people who looked like security guards: "Sorry, we are not seeing guests today."

When the Living King of Hell heard this, his eyes popped out and he was about to get angry, but Xia Lin stopped him. He took out his name tag and said, "Go ahead and hand it over to your boss. If you still don't see it, I'll turn around and leave."

(End of this chapter)