Do you have the strength to force me to join the Liangshan bandits?

Chapter 44 Cai Fu: Change a batch!
The black-faced man and the purple-faced man were mixed in the crowd, their hearts beating like a drum.

Cai Fu made a gesture, and Bao Xu, the "God of Death" with a devilish face, pointed to a row of people to take three steps forward.

Cai Fu, Cai Qing and Yang Xiong were all former prison guards with sharp eyes, so they began to identify the suspects with their naked eyes.

The black-faced man and the purple-faced man looked at each other, both feeling that this kind of naked-eye identification was unreliable:
If a Jin person wore Song clothing and could speak a few words of Song dialect, how would we recognize him?
He underestimated Cai Fu. Before he traveled through time, Cai Fu had already trained himself to have a pair of sharp eyes on the Internet.

He could tell the Chinese from the Japanese, Koreans, and Siamese at a glance even if they were wearing the same clothes.

Even the four great sorcerers of Asia couldn't easily hide it from Cai Fu's eyes.

So Cai Fu became suspicious at first glance and pointed at the man:
"In the first match, Zengtou City triumphed over Liangshan Lake; in the second match, Zengtou City was badly defeated by Liangshan Lake.

"Based on what I said, will Zengtou City win first and then lose, or lose first and then win, or win both games, or lose both games?"

The man was stunned at the time, and in a hurry he spoke in Song language, stuttering:
"First, first the monk, no, later the monk..."

Now it didn't matter whether the answer was right or wrong, even Bao Xu could tell that his Song language had a strong smell of sheep.

"Pfft!"

Bao Xu rushed forward and chopped off the head of the Jin man pretending to be a Song man.

"hiss--"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp:
My goodness, this killing was too hasty, wasn’t it?
Everyone in this row was worried, but then Cai Fu skillfully waved his hand:
"Change the batch!"

Fortunately, it was also placed very carelessly...

Everyone in this row breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Qing came over with a smile and took them to the side to rest.

Then Bao Xu asked another row of people to step forward three steps to accept cross-examination by Cai Fu, Cai Qing and Yang Xiong.

There wasn't a single golden man among the people in this row. Cai Fu waved his hand again:
"Change the batch!"

Soon it was the turn of the black-faced man and the purple-faced man. They followed the same row of people and took three steps forward.

Cai Fu could tell at a glance that these two were not ordinary people, even though they were dressed like ordinary people.

But among the horse dealers, they are like fireflies in the darkness, so bright and outstanding!
"You two stay."

Cai Fu didn't say anything, but just asked the black-faced man and the purple-faced man to stand aside and wait for processing.

The black-faced man and the purple-faced man looked at each other nervously.

The purple-faced man winked:
Should I fix it?
The dark-faced man looked miserable:
The whole bird!
The black-faced man winked at the purple-faced man frantically, asking him to look behind him.

The purple-faced man turned around in confusion and saw the nine-foot-tall Lu Junyi with a grim smile on his face and his hands on his hips.

excuse me!
The purple-faced man became obedient at that moment. Lu Junyi's aura was so shocking.

Even if Lu Junyi did nothing and just stood there, he put enormous pressure on the purple-faced man!

The purple-faced man looked at the black-faced man with a bitter look on his face:
How to do?
The dark-faced man also looked miserable:
What can I do? I am desperate too!

The black-faced man and the purple-faced man were in a state of panic, sitting on pins and needles, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Cai Fu and his men conducted a thorough investigation for half a day and finally managed to find and kill all the Jin people who were mixed in with the Song people.

Cai Fu and Lu Junyi took the black-faced man and the purple-faced man to the inn for a private chat.

Shi Wengong went to discuss serious matters with the horse dealers and the heroes who came to buy horses.

These horse dealers do not have deep connections with the Zeng family mansion. Those who have deep connections have basically bought property in Zengtou City.

The heroes who come to buy horses are even more innocent. Which buyer would be in cahoots with the seller?
Before Shi Wengong arrived, Yu Baosi had already divided the horse dealers and the horse buyers into two groups. The horse dealers were on the left, and the horse buyers were on the right, all staring at the masked Shi Wengong.

Following Cai Fu's instructions, Shi Wengong wore a bronze ghost mask and a black suit that accentuated his mystery.

"My dear fellows!"

Shi Wengong's sharp eyes, through the eye holes of the bronze ghost mask, swept across each face grimly:

"I'm Xingsan, you can just call me Sanlang!

"My family has a grudge against the Zeng Family Mansion, so destroying the Zeng Family Mansion is just revenge, and has nothing to do with you heroes!"

After Shi Wengong finished speaking, both the horse dealers and the heroes who came to buy horses breathed a sigh of relief.

If nothing unexpected happens, their lives will be saved.

"If we rely solely on our family's power, we would be unable to destroy the Zeng family. Fortunately, we have found help!"

Shi Wengong pointed at Yan Qing who was collecting the heads of the Five Tigers of the Zeng Family:
"Before we started our cooperation, we agreed that if they only wanted the heads of the Five Tigers of the Zeng Family, Zengtou City would belong to me!"

The horse dealers and the heroes who came to buy horses pricked up their ears, fearing that they would miss important information.

"The Zeng family mansion is destroyed, but the underground horse market is still there. From now on, this place will be run by my family!"

Yu Baosi brought over a chair, and Shi Wengong sat on it with his arms folded, looking around with disdain:

"Don't worry, my fellow horse traders! My family's regulations are more relaxed than the Zeng family's, and the tax collection is even 10% less!"

After Shi Wengong said this, the horse dealers all looked happy. This was good news for them.

The Zeng family mansion pumped water very hard.

However, because the Zeng family had wiped out all other underground horse markets in Hebei and Shandong, all resources were concentrated in Zengtou City. Zengtou City also became famous, and all the heroes who wanted to buy horses came here. Horse dealers like them could only accept it with a wry smile.

Although the Zeng family mansion has been destroyed now, it will take more than a day or two for this news to spread.

The heroes who want to buy horses will still come here first.

As long as what Shi Wengong promised can be realized, the heroes who buy horses can buy good horses here, and they will not be afraid even if the news of the demise of the Zeng family mansion spreads.

Anyway, you can buy good horses here, so who cares what the owner of Zengtou City’s surname is?

Shi Wengong then said to the hero who was buying the horse:
“Friends who bought horses, I’m sorry to scare you because of the personal feud between my family and the Zeng family!
"As an apology, everyone can take away a horse for free, either a horse for money or a horse for appearance!
"Zengtou City will be renamed 'Longtou City' in the future. Welcome everyone to come and patronize us again!"

When Shi Wengong finished speaking, all the heroes who were buying horses cheered in unison:

"Sanlang is generous!"

Shi Wengong smiled slightly and pressed his palm downwards, and everyone present immediately fell silent.

"Finally, whether it's friends who are selling horses or friends who are buying horses, all losses from last night will be borne by my family!"

Shi Wengong waved his hand, and a group of minions brought in several large boxes.

Shi Wengong went up and kicked over a large box. The lid opened and many gold and silver ingots rolled out...

Everyone was overjoyed and cheered in unison with all their might:

"Third brother is generous—"

(End of this chapter)