From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Moreover, they are young, chivalrous, and somewhat on the same path as us. However, that fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is not simple; we need to be careful.

Also, we need to find out more about their abilities later, just in case.

That way, if a conflict does occur with them, we'll have a better way to respond.

The sixth son exclaimed, "Father is so thoughtful!"

"So what do we do next?" the second brother asked.

“Clear out the grievance drum.”

Zhang Mazi grinned and changed the subject, saying, "Now that I've finally become an official, how can I not show off my official power?"

Besides.

Zhang Mazi also had another purpose.

The people of Goose City are all timid and fearful, probably because they have been bullied by Huang Silang. If they are to face Huang Silang in a real fight in the future, they cannot rely solely on the help of those four strange people.

The support of the people for him as county magistrate was also very important.

and so!

Since Huang Silang and the local gentry cannot provide fairness to the people of the city—

He'll give it to Zhang Mazi!

This was also to give Huang Silang a taste of his power!

He wasn't a real bandit leader in the mountains; he possessed a soaring, heroic spirit within him.

Furthermore, having already placed the hat sent by Huang Silang on the head of his white horse, how could he then later submit to Huang Silang with an attitude of arrogance followed by obsequiousness?

Naturally, he had to take the toughest stance to win over the hearts and minds of the people of Goose City to his side first!

As for Huang Silang's own attitude.

Why would a bandit like him care?

# Chapter 51 Where is the injustice?

And so.

As Jiang Liu and his group were preparing to go out to buy some supplies and learn more about Huang Silang from the vendors in other shops, they saw Zhang Mazi's brothers digging through the green vines at the gate, revealing a grievance drum with a diameter of over two meters, covered in mud and dust.

But the clerk, Mr. Tang, retorted, "What's there to clean up? Where's the injustice? Who would dare claim injustice?"

But the sixth man just swung his machete at the tangled roots of the green ivy.

What are you doing here?

Ren Jiating stepped forward to inquire.

"Heroine, our leader wants to uphold justice for the people and has asked us to clear out the grievance drum." The seemingly honest and simple-minded sixth brother told the truth with a smile.

"Oh, that's a good thing."

Ren Jiating chatted with the sixth man for a while, then made an excuse to leave and followed Jiang Liu, Lu Jin, and Li Muxuan, who had walked some distance away, and recounted the situation to them one by one.

"Could it be that they're just putting on a show for us?" Li Muxuan thought darkly.

"It was done for Huang Silang's benefit."

The river flow is very clear.

Zhang Mazi was a hero. Upon arriving in Goose City, he put his hat on the horse's head to intimidate Huang Silang by carrying his hat in his sedan chair, demonstrating his arrogance.

Right now, having the brothers clean up the grievance drum might genuinely be an attempt to uphold justice for the wronged people, but the real purpose is probably to test Huang Silang's reaction.

After all, he needed to make money in Goose City, and he absolutely couldn't avoid Huang Silang. Only by probing Huang Silang's background could he figure out his next move.

Is it going to be a head-on confrontation?

Or should we cooperate with Huang Silang?

Or perhaps he should leave Goose City and become a Robin Hood again?

"Isn't he being a little too hasty?"

Lu Jin felt that Zhang Mazi was being a bit too hasty.

"Look at the people in the city—"

Most of the people in the city were shirtless, and their trousers were patched and mended; they were very simple and unassuming!

"what happened?"

Lu Jin didn't understand.

“The people in the city are so poor that they have almost lost their fig leaf and have little dignity left. If this drags on for a year or two, they will only think that the new county magistrate is the same kind of person as Huang Silang and will not trust him at all. So he has to act as soon as possible.”

Looking at the shirtless, lean residents, Jiang Liu sighed slightly. "Moreover, a new official's first three moves are crucial. If these three moves are successful, it means he can accomplish something and will gain the initial trust of the people. If he fails to make these three moves, then everything will be over."

Boom!

Just now.

A sound came from behind the four of them.

Look back.

Seeing that the sixth man had broken off a green ivy vine, causing the grievance drum to roll down and onto the street.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street, but the middle-aged man who had sold the cold noodles to Jiang Liu and the others earlier happened to be carrying two bowls of cold noodles, seemingly heading somewhere.

Upon seeing the grievance drum rolling towards him, he was so frightened that he didn't know to run to the left or right, but kept running forward, looking back from time to time, afraid that the grievance drum would catch up with him.

Li Muxuan raised his hand, releasing an invisible force field that stopped the drum from rolling.

Before the vendor selling cold noodles could react, he turned around and ran forward, bumping into the bearded man who had appeared at the north gate of the city before.

pat!

The two bowls of cold noodles fell to the ground.

thumping!

The wine jar that the bearded man was holding fell to the ground and shattered, spilling wine all over the floor.

"Humph!"

Without saying a word, ignoring the pleas of the jelly vendor who was kneeling and begging for mercy, the man grabbed him, lifted him above his head, and kicked him as he fell.

Just as he was about to kick the man selling cold noodles, a pebble came flying through the air and hit the bearded man's ankle hard, causing him to kick to the side and miss.

The vendor selling cold noodles seemed to be pulled aside by an invisible force, landing steadily on the ground.

"My friend, isn't it a bit excessive to use such harsh methods on ordinary people?"

Li Muxuan stepped forward and asked with a grin.

“He broke your wine bottle, which was wrong of him, but he was also flustered, so it's understandable. Just make him pay for it. It would be against the rules to physically punish him.”

Lu Jin walked up to Li Muxuan and stared at the bearded man with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

At this moment, Jiang Liu and Ren Jiating also came over.

"What rules? I wasn't planning on killing him!"

The bearded man sneered, "Besides, in Goose City, even if the Heavenly King himself came, he would have to listen to Master Huang's rules! He spilled my wine, and even if I beat him to death, no one would dare say anything!"

"What a coincidence, we're not from Goose City." Jiang Liu grinned and asked Lu Jin and Li Muxuan, "Even if a superhuman who dares to attack ordinary people isn't from Quanxing, can they still be treated as a member of Quanxing?"

"We're just helping out when we see injustice." Li Muxuan immediately understood Jiang Liu's meaning, stepped forward, and before the bearded man could react, threw a punch.

Bang!

The man practiced internal martial arts, specifically Bajiquan, but how could he compare to Li Muxuan, who had already reached the first level?

Besides, he also has the ability to reverse eight directions!

As he threw his punch, the sand and gravel on the ground churned up, and his fist sliced ​​through the clothes of the bearded man.

Hiss!

In an instant, the man's clothes were torn, and his chest was scratched by the sand and gravel kicked up by his fists, leaving bloody marks. An invisible magnetic field blasted him away.

Although the bearded man was older, there were differences in aptitude for Qi cultivation, and abilities also had mutual reinforcement and restraint. He had practiced Bajiquan for many years, but not as much as Li Muxuan, who had studied the Reverse Life Triple and Reversal Eight Directions for a year.

However, in the end, it was because this bearded man had poor talent in Qi cultivation. He probably started cultivating in his teens and it took him twenty or thirty years to barely open his Ren and Du meridians and truly become a Qi cultivator.

Now that I'm past middle age, my blood and energy are declining. My boxing skills may improve, but my overall strength is unlikely to improve.

"Which gang are you from?"

The bearded man clutched the wound on his chest caused by the sand and gravel, wincing in pain, his eyes filled with fear.

A person with supernatural abilities who is so young must come from a prestigious sect!

But he wasn't afraid.

Even those from major sects have to be reasonable. In Goose City, Huang Silang is the embodiment of reason!

"To draw one's sword and help those in need when one sees injustice on the road."

Li Muxuan said again, "You're allowed to bully ordinary people, but we're not allowed to bully you? There's no such logic in this world!"

[I've run into a hothead!]

The bearded man staggered to his feet, glared fiercely at Li Muxuan, and was about to accept his bad luck when he felt the sand on the ground turn into a long snake that instantly slashed across his face, leaving a shallow bloodstain.

"Did I let you go?"

Li Muxuan flashed a bright white smile, "You hit someone and think you can just run away? There's no such logic in this world!"

The man: "......"

Did he hit someone?

It was just that he held the jelly vendor's head high!

He was the only one who got beaten up just now!