The crowd cheered excitedly. He was also willing to do his best. The merchants on the stage were also willing to donate in order to make themselves famous. However, the amount of donations…The businessmen were whispering among themselves.
Duan Yu looked at the situation and then looked at Mo Shence, whose expression kept changing, and said,""Good Samaritan Mo, you are now the leader of all good deeds. A few days ago, Fatty Wang's family in the south of the city was killed. They set a fire and burned down half of the street. Fortunately, there was a great benefactor who generously donated money to save the people from the fire and water. Today's mobilization meeting was also for the sake of the people to live a good life. How much did the great philanthropist Mo plan to donate this time?”
Mo Shence's expression changed. Duan Yu had put such a high hat on him, and he couldn't get off the stage without making some blood.
Mo Shence didn't say anything. Qiao Feng said in a bright voice,"Hey, brother, how can we let the great Samaritan Mo pay first? Although Beggar's Sect is not as wealthy as Great Philanthropist Mo. However, he still had 1000 gold taels. I'll donate on behalf of Beggar's Sect."
The commoners applauded and kept praising him. As expected of Beggar's Sect Master, he cared about the commoners.
However, Qiao Feng did not have that much money. Beggar's Sect was so big, and tens of thousands of people had to eat. The finances were already in the red. He still had to prepare for the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Money was needed everywhere. Then where did Qiao Feng's money come from? Our Great Duan Yu has the Dragon Searching Finger. As long as he moves his finger, he can get as much money as he wants.
Qiao Feng had agreed with Duan Yu to offer 1000 gold taels just to trick the scoundrel Mo Shence.
Sure enough, when Mo Shence heard that Qiao Feng had offered 1,000 taels of gold…He almost lost his breath. Mo Shence wondered why the Beggar's Sect could take out so much money. This shouldn't be the case. However, under everyone's watchful eyes, how could Mo Shence take out less money than Beggar's Sect? They said he was rich and imposing. Knowing that it was a trap, Mo Shence had no choice but to jump in. "Then I'll offer two thousand taels of gold for war."”
When the commoners heard this, they exclaimed, 2000 gold taels. This was real gold. Good Samaritan Mo was really a good person. In the future, he would follow Good Samaritan Mo. He no longer had to worry about eating and drinking.
Mo Shence was afraid that Duan Yu would think it was too little, so he quickly said,""A few days ago, I helped the victims rebuild their homes with porridge. Today, I donated another two thousand gold taels. He was already an arrow at the end of its flight. I hope the people will accept my humble intentions.”
Duan Yu patted Mo Shence's shoulder excitedly and said,""That's right, Brother Mo. You have already done a great deal for our people. How could we let you spend money? Look, you took out two thousand gold taels in one go. It's really too much, but since it's Brother Mo's kind intentions, I'll thank Brother Mo on behalf of all the citizens in the city.”
Mo Shence's chest was thumping loudly from Duan Yu's slap, but outsiders couldn't hear it. He couldn't retaliate even if he wanted to. Qiao Feng was still staring at her with a smile on his face. Mo Shence forced a smile and said,""I wonder how much money Brother Duan intends to donate this time?”
Duan Yu couldn't help but say embarrassedly," I'm weak and alone, unlike Brother Mo who cares about the world." I'll donate five hundred taels of gold. I've already donated it. My big brother Qiao Feng donated 1000 gold taels, and I have a share of it.”
Mo Shence was so angry that he almost vomited blood. How could there be such a shameless person in this world? He had robbed Fatty Wang's family and distributed the wealth to the thugs. He had also built houses for the people. Although there was still a lot of money, Duan Yu had already used up more than half of his gold.
Duan Yu didn't look at Mo Shence's eyes that looked like he wanted to eat him alive. He quickly ordered the servants to bring out the big donation box that he had prepared beforehand. Mo Shence was so angry that he had to take out the silver notes from his pocket and put them in the donation box. The other merchants and martial artists also donated. They were not as rich as Samaritan Mo, so they each donated some of their pocket money.
By the time the commoners started to donate, the sky had already darkened. Qiao Feng found a time to hold a mobilization meeting at dusk, and it didn't take long for the sky to turn gloomy. Qiao Feng suggested that since it was dark now, it was not convenient to count how much everyone had donated. It was better to wait until the next day to continue donating. Everyone agreed, but where should they keep the donation box? No one wanted to keep the donation box. If they lost it, they would have to pay for it.
The others couldn't refuse. Duan Yu smiled at Mo Shence and said,""Why don't we trouble you, Great Samaritan Mo?"
Mo Shence waved his hand repeatedly. He knew that this kid had bad intentions. You want me to keep it and then steal it at night? You want me to pay for it all? Do you think I, Mo Shence, am a fool? Even if you cut off my head, I won't keep this money.
In the end, it was a person dressed like a Taoist priest who suggested,"This old man observed today's astrology. The Purple Emblem Star rises. However, there would definitely be a blessed light. It was better to leave it here and absorb the light of the sun and moon. Blessed be the people."
It meant that the Purple Emblem Star had risen today. It was a good day, so he placed the silver in the middle and let it absorb the essence of the moon. At night, he let the people keep watch to increase their luck.
Listen, what kind of bullsh * t was this? This was a Jianghu swindler that Duan Yu had found and called himself Xiao Banxian.
Qiao Feng and Duan Yu naturally agreed with Xiao Banxian's suggestion. Since the Martial Arts League Master agreed, the others naturally wouldn't object. Even if Mo Shence wanted to object, he couldn't think of a good reason to object. As long as he didn't keep the gold, he wouldn't be blamed for losing it. After all, he had donated the gold.
At night, Qiao Feng let the people sleep in the middle of the house and found a few strong young men to hold swords.
Guards. For the sake of the people, Qiao Feng had left behind a few capable subordinates on the third floor. This was foolproof. Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, and the others swaggered away in peace.
It was the darkest hour of the night. A dash of black blended into the night. " Biu "," Biu "," Biu ", the young man guarding the donation box fell to the ground. A figure hopped to the donation box, picked it up, and was about to run. " Stop!" a Beggar's Sect disciple shouted angrily." Little thief, don't leave. Put down the donation box."”
This sound was like a thunderbolt, waking up the commoners who were in a light sleep. When they saw a black shadow running away with a donation box in his arms, their duties as commoners in the world exploded at this moment. One by one, they got up from the ground and chased after him. The adults, children, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled picked up hoes, shovels, and kitchen knives. In any case, if he could take it, he would chase after it. Everyone was running a marathon.
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