Early the next morning, Fang Han stretched and yawned.
Last night, Fang Han had eliminated the female ghost and was no longer a threat, so he had a good sleep.
"Aunt Li, is breakfast ready?”
"Young Master, breakfast is ready.”
Fang Han touched his stomach. He was a little hungry and walked leisurely to the living room.
Breakfast was very ordinary. There were only two buns, a bowl of rice porridge, and a plate of salted vegetables.
However, in this chaotic era, for most people, eating their fill was an extravagant hope, let alone eating well.
After breakfast, Fang Han looked at the page provided by his brain. He had obtained another 160 merit points after killing the female ghost yesterday.
Adding on the remaining merit points from before, he had a total of 200 merit points.
The merit points were not small, but not much.
With this little merit value, he could not obtain better cultivation techniques, such as martial arts cultivation techniques.
He still needed more merit points.
Fang Han put on his clothes and left the house. He walked alone on the street and greeted many people along the way.
When they passed by a street, Fang Han saw a large group of people gathered at the door of a family, as if they were discussing something.
Fang Han knew this family. It was Zhang Dadan, Old Master Tan's coachman. His wife was related to Old Master Tan.
Fang Han walked over and stood in the crowd.
"I didn't kill my wife. Constable Lin, you have to believe me.”
Zhang Dadan was caught by two bailiffs. Although he was physically strong, as a small figure, he should not have resisted the bailiffs.
If he hadn't been forced into a corner, Zhang Dadan probably wouldn't have killed Boss Tan.
Fang Han looked at Zhang Dadan's back and suddenly had an idea.
He wanted to build his own force.
In the past, although he had the space, there were demons, ghosts, and Taoists in this world. He did not dare to have any thoughts.
But now, the ambition in his heart was ignited by the second cheat.
Since he had two cheats, he would form his own force.
There were Taoists and warlords in this world. He could deal with Taoists, but there were too many warlords. It would be difficult to deal with one person.
He needed help, and Zhang Dadan was a good helper. At least he was obedient and had good martial arts.
He could totally make Zhang Dadan the captain of the guards.
He had so much money and food. He couldn't just keep it in his space. He should use money and food to create value.
At the yamen.
"Constable Lin, I'm really innocent.”
Zhang Dadan grabbed the door of the cell and kept explaining. He was also confused and did not understand why his wife died.
"Sigh, we'll know if you're innocent after interrogation. I still have something to do, so I'll be leaving first.”
Constable Lin had no intention of interrogating Zhang Dadan. He already thought that Zhang Dadan was dead.
He took 100 yuan from Boss Tan, slandered Zhang Dadan for killing his wife, and then killed him.
This 100 yuan was easily earned.
Constable Lin even hummed a little song. If Ninth Uncle saw his distant cousin laughing so lewdly, he would definitely hide.
It was worth mentioning that Ninth Uncle, Constable Lin, and Zhu Dandan's second grandfather were all distant relatives, so they looked very similar.
"Constable Lin, do you have time? I want to talk to you."
Fang Han had been waiting at the door for a long time.
He knew that if he didn't resolve this matter today, Zhang Dadan would either die or escape from prison like in the original novel.
"Mr. Fang, what's up?”
Zhang Dadan knew Fang Han, one of the major grain merchants in Ma Clan Town. He was especially rich and not someone to be trifled with.
As the constable of Ma Family Town, he knew very well that many hooligans went to find trouble with Fang Han and then disappeared.
Therefore, he did not want to provoke Fang Han.
To be able to collect so much food, it must not be simple. He must have raised a lot of thugs in secret.
"Constable Lin, I have something important to discuss with you.”
Fang Han took out a bag and placed it in Constable Lin's palm.
Constable Lin felt the coolness in the bag and knew that there was a lot of money inside.
It was at least a few dozen dollars.
It shook gently and the sound of the ocean colliding was pleasing to the eye.
He loved the sound of oceans colliding.
"Mr. Fang, what's the matter?”
Constable Lin quietly put away the bag. His attitude towards Fang Han was getting better and better.
He liked rich people.
She preferred rich people who were generous.
"Constable Lin, I want to ask you for a favor. As long as you can help me, I will definitely reward you heavily.”
Fang Han wrote a number on Constable Lin's palm.
Five hundred.
As long as Constable Lin helped him solve this problem, he would immediately contribute 500 yuan.
He had been working for three years, selling a lot of rice and noodles, earning a lot of money, but it had never been used.
Now that he wanted to develop his forces, he naturally couldn't be frugal.
Constable Lin's eyes widened and his arms trembled. How long would he have to earn 500 yuan?
Old Master Tan only gave him 100 yuan, and he was already excited for the whole night, let alone 500 yuan.
"Mr. Fang, just tell me what you want. As long as I can do it, I won't hesitate.”
Constable Lin immediately made a decision. It would be a waste not to take the money. He definitely had to earn it.
"It's very simple. I think that Zhang Dadan is not bad and is very difficult to fight. I want him to join my guard team, so I hope that you can be magnanimous.”
Fang Han lowered his voice, even though he knew that there was no one beside him.
"Zhang Dadan?"
Constable Lin's voice was a little low.
He did not expect Fang Han to care so much about Zhang Dadan that he was willing to spend 500 yuan.
The key was that he had just received Master Tan's money. He had to get rid of Zhang Dadan no matter what. If he helped Fang Han, wouldn't he go back on his word?
"Constable Lin, Master Tan, you won't live for long. You have to think for yourself and don't make mistakes.”
Fang Han patted Constable Lin's shoulder, and the force of a thousand pounds slowly erupted.
Although Constable Lin had some strength, he was still a little weaker than Fang Han, a martial artist at the peak of the External Refinement Realm.
With just two fingers pressing down on Constable Lin, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if his shoulder was being clamped by a pair of pliers.
This pain was deeply rooted in their hearts, let alone resisting Fang Han.
"Mr. Zhao, you have to think carefully. Don't make the wrong decision. Five hundred yuan is not easy to get.”
Fang Han let go of Constable Lin, put his hands in his pockets, and left slowly.
"What terrifying power."
Constable Lin looked at the cracked rocks on the ground and gasped.
This was a bluestone, very sturdy. Only a hammer could break it open.
Fang Han had actually shattered the green stone with his feet. It was obvious how powerful he was.
It seemed like he had to make a choice.
(I will continue to beg for your support.）
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