The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 307 Strict Order (asking for monthly ticket~)

As Chen Ping'an's handwritten order was passed down, the Wufengshan Town Fusi began to act quickly. Notices were posted all over the streets. The patrol officers walked on the streets holding gongs, shouting from time to time to warn everyone.

"clang!"

"Send the order from the Outer Trade Route Inspector, Wufeng Mountain City Commander, Lord Chen Ping'an. No disturbance or fighting is allowed in Wufeng Mountain City. Those who violate the order will be severely punished according to Daqian Law! Those who are arrested by force and those who resist will be dealt with on the spot!"

"clang!"

"Outskirts of the Trade Road"

A middle-aged man with a round face was sitting by the window of the restaurant along the street. He listened to the noise coming from outside and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"If you ask me, they are still young people after all. This guy is really boastful! Violent arrests, those who resist stubbornly, will be dealt with on the spot!? What can he use to deal with them on the spot?"

"Senior Meng is right. I think this time it will be another anticlimactic performance. It has been raised so high, and it will end in disgrace! Hahahaha."

A short, fat man with triangular eyes said flatteringly. He was from the Wu family and the leader of this caravan.

The round-faced middle-aged man sitting in front of him was not an ordinary person, but a master specially invited by the caravan to take charge, Meng Yude. He had been famous for a long time and had entered the Xuanguang realm for many years. Under his perfect Eagle Claw Skill, countless souls had died!

Hearing the compliment from the short and fat man, Meng Yude withdrew his gaze and looked at him with considerable satisfaction.

"It's fine to just listen to what the kid says! Now he's talking so confidently. If he meets a tough guy, let's see how Chen Pingan will end up!?"

"Yes, yes, what Senior Meng said is right. Not to mention anything else, if a master from the Xuanguan Realm comes forward, what can he, Chen Pingan, do?" The short and fat man responded repeatedly.

Meng Yude did not answer, but raised the glass in front of him and drank it all.

As an old Xuan Guang, he dare not say other places, but in this small Wufeng Mountain City, he is really not afraid of anyone! For example, things like strictly prohibiting chaos and strictly prohibiting fighting are nothing to him! When he is in a good mood, he will deal with it casually. If he is in a bad mood, even if he commits a crime, what can the Zhenfu Division do?

The strict order issued by Chen Pingan soon spread throughout Wufeng Mountain City. Some people received the news and were afraid of Chen Pingan, so they took it to heart. But some people listened and continued to do their own thing, looking like they didn't care.

Some martial arts masters with good cultivation levels ignored Chen Ping's strict orders. There was still a long time before the Bei Cang auction started, so they simply enjoyed life in Wufeng Mountain City.

In this Wufeng Mountain City, they can live freely and unfettered. But if they go to the important town of Beicang, it won't be as pleasant as here!

Of course, they understood this truth.

Once the strict order prohibiting fighting was issued in Wufengshan City, whether it was because of good luck or some other reason, for a while there were no foolish people causing trouble in the city.

It was at this circumstance that the result of the third finale item of the Beicang Auction was announced.

This is a decent explosive secret technique, the Essence Burning Blood Curse! The explosive effect is amazing. If you practice it to a certain level and use it with all your strength, it will be enough to fight across one or two small realms!

If a person in the middle stage of Xuan Guang can practice this technique, he can even compete with those in the high stage of Xuan Guang when he explodes!
Such effects naturally aroused the interest of many people, and they were all interested.

Before the Bei Cang auction was held, Chen Pingan had wanted to practice peacefully for a while. But unfortunately, the ban was issued, and the peaceful days in Wufeng Mountain City did not last long. After only three days, a caravan leader got drunk and started making trouble at the Moulin Rouge.

The situation was originally under control, but for some reason, they started fighting with the people in the Moulin Rouge, and the matter became a complete escalation.

Some of the caravan members had a fight with the guards of the Moulin Rouge. By the time the troops from the Pacification Office arrived, the Moulin Rouge was already in ruins.

"Fighting is strictly prohibited in Wufeng Mountain City! Stop now!" "Everyone stop!"

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A police officer shouted loudly, and the guards of the Moulin Rouge wanted to stop, but the other party did not stop, and they could only passively defend themselves. In the end, no one paid any attention to the people from the Pacification Bureau.

"Capture them all!" Deputy Commander Zhong Shanyong went to the scene in person, looked at the scene in front of him, and made an immediate decision.

"Yes!"

Clang clang clang!
Swords were drawn one after another, and many officers were involved to control the situation.

But at this moment, a breath of air rose in the field.

"Zhong Shanyong, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

Ok?
Zhong Shanyong's pupils suddenly shrank.

The third level of internal energy!
His eyes instantly locked onto a short-haired man holding a fine iron spear.

"Wu Lin!"

He knew this short-haired man. The man who had reached the third level of internal energy and watched from the sidelines during the suppression of Orchid Lane was exactly this man!
How is Wu Lin involved in this chaos?
Trouble!
Zhong Shanyong looked at Wu Lin with a serious face, but since the matter involved Lord Chen's strict order, he had to take action.

"Lord Chen has issued a strict order prohibiting any fighting in Wufeng Mountain City. The actions of your Wu family caravan today have touched the bottom line of the Pacification Bureau. I advise you to stop now, it's not too late!"

Wu Lin stood there holding a spear, and before he could answer, a voice came from a private room on the second floor behind him.

"Wu Lin, don't worry about him! I'll take care of anything that happens! I'm going to tear down this Moulin Rouge today!"

Zhong Shanyong looked up in the direction of the voice and saw a short, fat, middle-aged man standing at the window of the box, speaking angrily.

Wu Tianqi!
Zhong Shanyong recognized the other party's identity at a glance. He was one of the most important persons in charge of the Wu family caravan this time.

"Zhong Shanyong, your strength is only at the third level of internal energy. You have no chance of winning against me! It's better for you to just watch from the side. This way it will be good for you, me, and everyone." Wu Lin said indifferently, holding a spear.

"Impossible!" Zhong Shanyong drew the sword from his waist, and his internal energy vibrated.

"Hmph!" Wu Tianqi leaned against the window, disdain flashing in his triangular eyes.

Wu Lin was just a servant in their caravan. But even so, he had reached the third level of internal energy. On the other hand, the deputy commander of the Pacification Division was only at the second level of internal energy.

If this gets out, it will be so hilarious!
With such little strength, I don’t know how they dared to say those slogans before!
hum~
The internal energy was shaking, and the two men were fighting, and the battle was about to break out.

At this moment, a tall figure walked in from outside. Then, a large group of officers filed in.

"what happened?"

"Lord Chen!" Zhong Shanyong's face lit up with joy.

(End of this chapter)