Start From Skull Island and Push the World

This afternoon, Liu Yongfu, the commander of the Black Banner Army in Foshan, was transferred by the court to fight the French Empire in the distance.

As a patriot with superb martial arts skills and high morals, Huang Feihong went to see him off. Because of his personal relationship with Liu Yongfu, he was given this fan.

Use the black and white characters on this fan to alert the country to the crisis.

And hope that one day, this fan can become a blank.

All the overlord clauses will disappear.

"Shirong!" Huang Feihong suddenly called out.

"Hey!" Rourou Rong was still a little sullen, but he didn't dare not to listen to Master's greeting, so he immediately responded and walked over.

"From now on, every time I deliver meat, I will add another three heads, and I will get the money at the counter when I leave." Huang Feihong ordered.

Pork Rong was startled: "Master, why did you suddenly add so much?"

Huang Feihong sighed: "When Mr. Liu left, he left nearly a hundred sailors who couldn't take away with me. These are elite sailors who have experienced many battles, and they are rare talents. I can't let them lose their sailor skills. , so it is necessary to form a militia so that they can continue to practice.”

When Liu Yongfu left, he left behind a large number of people, and naturally left behind money, and these people only listened to Huang Feihong's orders. In comparison, he did not suffer much.

"Nearly a hundred members of the militia..." Zhurou Rong's eyes widened, "Master, now you are the boss, and this number is almost half as large as that of the Wharf Gang."

Huang Feihong glared at Zhu Rourong, then walked towards the backyard.

Now that the navy has just become a militia, he must not be used to it yet. He has to spend more time on work, and he has to arrange things for the future without any accidents.

Rou Rourong watched Huang Feihong leave, and walked back helplessly.

After walking out of Baozhilin, it occurred to me that I hadn't even mentioned the matter of asking Master to go to the theater with me this time.

"Forget it, anyway, it will be three days later, let's talk about it then, and maybe the master already knows that the god monkey often comes to the store to buy medicine." Pork Rong thought, shook his head and left.

...

at dusk.

The pier, which had been bustling all afternoon, finally calmed down.

Although due to time issues, Ding Zheng's disturbance in the Heavenly Palace did not last long.

But before the interest was brought up, the audience watched other dramas with enthusiasm.

Team leader Yang stood at the entrance of the theater and personally sent the customers home one by one before walking inside full of joy.

The smoothness of today's performance far exceeded the imagination of class leader Yang.

Ding Zheng, who he was most worried about, did not make any mistakes. Instead, some military students in the theater troupe were a little nervous and made frequent mistakes because the target was a wild beast.

However, the audience's attention was all on Ding Zheng's vivid Monkey King, and no one noticed anything else.

Thinking of today's passenger flow and excitement, Team Leader Yang was delighted.

If it is full like today, as long as it happens again, not only the losses of the previous days and the preparations made in the past few days can be recovered, but even a lot of money can be made!

Judging from the reactions of these guests today, there are definitely a large number of people who can turn back.

One can't get enough of such a wonderful show.

Moreover, Team Leader Yang has also heard that there are still many people who want to see it today, but because there are really no seats, they can't go in at all.

Therefore, making money is absolute.

See now how much you can earn!

Just one word: worth it!

Leader Yang's face was flushed, and he felt that he had the courage to innovate, so inviting Li Shangen and Ding Zheng was a stroke of genius.

He even wanted to directly stage another Havoc in Heaven tomorrow.

But the word has been spoken.

No matter how much he wants to make money, Team Leader Yang will have to wait two more days before re-enacting Havoc in Heaven.

"It's not enough just this few scenes, I have to get rid of all the scenes that are causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace! Only in this way can they have a good time watching it!"

As troupe leader Yang walked into the troupe, he imagined how his troupe would become more and more prosperous and famous relying on Ding Zheng as the pillar.

And just after Leader Yang walked away, several figures outside the theater suddenly appeared, and then left.

"Are you sure? There will be a second show in two days."

"I asked more than a dozen audience members, and I was sure that it would take another two days and the third day before they would perform that havoc in heaven again."

"Hmph, it seems that there are no people there tonight. These opera singers should be counting their money. Let's go! Let's get his vote and take you to the brothel tonight!"

A group of thirteen people walked towards the pier theater ahead.

The leader is quite muscular, obviously has good strength, and holds a gleaming knife in his hand. His face has a bit of evil spirit, and he doesn't look like a kind person.

The rest of them were also holding sticks.

Obviously this group of people had premeditated.

"Ergou, are you sure that the master who helped them was not there when we robbed that monkey juggernaut last time?" Someone suddenly asked.

"No, they separated a few days ago, otherwise how could I bring my eldest brother here." Someone replied.

The elder brother in the lead waved his hand: "Don't panic, he is just a country bumpkin who can take a few hits, he can hold a stick, and he can hold my knife?"

"Even if he is here today, there will be no return!"

Following the leader's words, the other people's morale increased greatly, and they all laughed happily.

No matter how hard the body is, can it still hold the knife? Of course it's impossible!

Clap clap!

Walking to the theater, a younger brother stepped forward and slammed on the door vigorously.

After a while.

Leader Yang came out with a group of martial arts students and confronted them at the gate of the theater.

Li Shangen was at the back of the team, silent.

Ding Zheng felt a little helpless, he now felt that even without this system task, he wanted to wipe out the dock gang.

It's so fateful.

Wherever it goes, the other party will find faults. Wherever it is found, who wrote the script?

"Master Yang, did you make a lot of money today?" the leader asked with a smile while holding the knife in his hand.

"You don't know how to be filial to our eldest brother after making money, I think your troupe doesn't want to do it anymore!" The younger brother beside him hurriedly said.

Leader Yang's face turned pale: "It's the old man's fault. I'm too busy today, so I forgot to show my respect to you big brothers. Now I'll make up for you big brothers!"

Leader Yang certainly knew these people.

All of them are members of the Wharf Gang, and the leader is Liu Hu, who is in charge of managing the surrounding area.

As one of the six masters of the Wharf Gang, although Liu Hu's strength is not very outstanding, he has a very smart mind, bullies the weak and fears the hard, and adapts to the wind.

Often without real action, it can also cause the opponent to suffer huge losses.

When Liu Hu had just become the hall master and was in charge of this area, it's not that class master Yang hadn't tried to resist.

But the other party didn't do anything, but arranged for the younger brother to dump some dirty things at the door of the troupe all day long.

As a result, the surrounding smell was so bad that no audience was willing to come to the show.

A few days later, the protection fee had to be paid.

Having suffered from Liu Hu, Team Leader Yang didn't dare to say anything more.

He took out some money directly from the bag, and tremblingly handed it over to the other party.

Liu Hu took the money and turned it upside down.

Then he made a sudden move, grabbed the back of Team Leader Yang who was retreating, and said with a smirk, "You're fucking sending beggars away! Huh?" The "Yu Sheng" boss gave a reward of 588 Shucheng coins. 555 Moved! This is the first time this book has received a tip. The other two tipping fans are my own trumpet. Used to maintain the false prosperity of this book. 555555 too miserable.