Chapter 268
Constable: The one who's most impressed is the one who lost the bracelet. He claimed his child's centenary bracelet was lost, and he was determined to get it back. The previous adult on duty was also a fool. He actually sent people to dig in the garbage mountain for four hours... Is he crazy? Why didn't he go there himself? He deserved to be stripped of his job and forced to work in the mines. He brought this upon himself!
Bei Qiao was a little surprised to be rejected by the constable, but she was not particularly obsessed with participating in the mission. Seeing that the constable was unwilling, she did not force him and immediately turned around and left the inn.
The citywide curfew was brief, and Xiaoyue City was still functioning normally, including the market, though there were a few more people buying food than usual. Unsure of what the future would hold, many people bought food for comfort, feeling at home. During the dynasty's heyday, no one believed the surrounding nations could reach Xiaoyue City. Even with limited funds, ordinary people remained resolute in the face of foreign visitors.
Some well-informed natives registered earlier than the players. Bei Qiao had seen several local people following the constables at the market, holding daily necessities as weapons, looking left and right as they walked, and even baring their teeth when they met acquaintances.
The store that sells wound medicine has started to limit the quantity today because the natives who knew about it started to entrust players to buy large quantities of wound medicine on their behalf, and the system began to limit the purchase quantity of each person.
System: We only sell enough for players to use. If you want money, you don’t want your life.
Player: Who are you looking down on? We don't even have enough for ourselves! What? You don't need us to defend the city? Then... sell us half?
The city gates currently allowed entry and exit, but the inspection process was stricter and more time-consuming. Citizens in a hurry to leave the city could only wait patiently in line, waiting for the soldiers to check before leaving in groups. The situation outside was still unknown, and those who were not skilled and courageous would not dare to travel alone at this time.
Although everyone knew the situation was not right, not everyone had the patience to queue up. Some people, who usually managed to force others to back down by throwing a tantrum, thought they could solve the problem by throwing a tantrum in this situation. However, they were slapped hard by the soldiers, and then they were lifted up and hung from the flagpole nearby.
"Put me down! You're harming the people!" The scoundrel hung from the flagpole kicked and jumped like a suspended frog: "Oh, Heaven, Earth! The officials are forcing the people to revolt!"
The scoundrel's family also shouted a few words, but after the scoundrel was hung up, they fell silent instantly, standing obediently in the line with their heads lowered, only looking around with their eyes raised.
"Shut up! If you cause any more trouble, I'll treat you as a spy!" The constable kicked the flagpole impatiently. "Be content that I didn't execute you on the spot!"
"Hey, they suddenly calmed down?"
"What can we do if we don't keep quiet? The first one to stand out is gone, and the others won't be the next to do it." Of this family of scoundrels, the most brainless ones are the ones who are scoundrels. As for the others, they have some cleverness, but they don't use it in the right way.
After dealing with the ruffians, the soldiers continued their inspection and soon came upon a suspicious carriage. The driver was decent enough, but the woman who emerged from the carriage, dressed in men's clothing and claiming to be a "master," caused the soldiers to frown. "What time is it? Tell the truth! Lift the curtains!" "Do you think this is a martial arts play?" "Who told you that wearing men's clothing and a mustache won't get you recognized?"
Bei Qiao, who went to the city gate to investigate, said, "A-choo!" What's going on? Is someone talking about me?
The woman awkwardly tugged at her fake mustache and motioned for the driver to raise the curtain. A snow-white, overweight hand reached out, and the next second, a figure, coughing with a handkerchief half-covered, slowly emerged from the carriage.
The soldier, anxiously checking the situation inside the car, said: "Just when we finished talking about a woman dressed as a man, here comes another man dressed as a woman. Is this going to stop?!" Yes, she is dressed quite well, a little more delicate than the average girl, but those hands, and that Adam's apple... you guys are really bad at the details.
Not wanting to appear suspicious, the man in the purple dress, despite being dressed as a woman, still pulled out his own travel pass. The soldier tried to maintain a straight face, carefully comparing the pass with the person before him: "I've always told my family I've seen everything in all these years guarding the city gates... but this is truly something I've never seen before!" Most people disguise themselves by applying moles, beards, or changing their skin color. They rarely disguise themselves as the opposite sex, and those who do are rarely unlucky enough to encounter a citywide curfew, forcing them to use their previous travel pass even after disguising themselves. This guy is truly unlucky! Don't get too close, or you'll be in trouble if you get caught in bad luck.
"There's no problem with my identity. After we've inspected the carriage, you guys will..."
"You little bastard, you've come here!" Before the man in the purple dress could react, a large, fleshy hand suddenly reached out and viciously grabbed his shoulder. "You're flirting with Old Man Hong, and now you're pestering my niece. How shameless! If you like men, don't harm beautiful girls! If you like wearing women's clothes... you're only allowed to wear your own! Don't steal other people's clothes!"
"Who the hell are you talking about hooking up with? Who's stealing clothes?" The man in the purple dress initially thought it was the person he was hiding from. He turned around and saw it was a strange old lady, and breathed a sigh of relief. But the old lady scolded him on the spot, and his face turned red with anger: "What am I doing? What am I doing... I like women! I don't like men!"
"Who cares if you like men or women? You've already bitten a man. You're so dirty! Don't spread your dirty diseases to others!" The old lady slapped the man in the purple dress on the shoulder. "I don't care if you're a sissy or just like to dress like a woman. Stay away from my girls! If you don't understand, then talk to me with my fist!"
"You!" The already angry man in the purple dress saw the old lady pat his shoulder and then quickly took out a basin of water from behind and started washing her hands, even using soap nuts. He immediately lost his temper: "You are slandering me! I didn't do that!"
"You still say no... On the 16th of last month, at Xiaoqiao Restaurant, do you want me to explain it more clearly?" The old lady picked up the basin and hid behind as if avoiding the plague: What a mistake, I should have put it on my feet, I always feel that it is not clean enough.
"Bullshit! I didn't leave the house on the 16th of last month!" The man in the purple skirt was furious. "Even if you can spread rumors that I'm a drunkard, whoremonger, or gambler, you can't spread rumors that I'm Mr. Hong's freeloader! I'm not even in the Thousand Faces Portrait!"
"Oh, you know about portraits? Don't you know there are a whole bunch of people who haven't been painted yet?"
"Everyone without a painting is ugly! I'm not ugly!"
"Oh, maybe you're too pretty and I don't want you to become a competitor?"
"Hey! Are you going to leave the city yet?" The people at the back of the line shouted, "Don't get stuck here! We still need to get out!"
"Mom, is that a sister or a brother?" a child in the team asked curiously.
"Uh... he's my brother now... right?" Even though he's a man, what if he likes that?
The woman standing at the back of the team who heard the news and rushed over to catch people: Oh my, Zilang looks so good in women's clothes, so interesting.
The man in the purple skirt tried to kick someone, but he nearly tripped over his complicated skirt, and the constable pulled it aside because it was in the way. Coming to his senses, he realized that everyone around him was pointing and talking at him. Some of them were complaining impatiently, while others were watching with their eyes shining and their teeth bared: "What a bad luck!"
The old woman didn't seem to be planning on leaving the city. She just cursed at the man in the purple skirt for a few words before strutting off. The man in the purple skirt wanted to chase after her to argue, but there were a lot of people in the line behind him, and the soldiers also said that if he left, he would have to queue up again. To get out of the city faster, he had no choice but to give up. He lifted his skirt and squatted beside the carriage, waiting for the constable to finish his inspection before leaving the city: I can't let that crazy woman catch me back! This thing called free rice is too restrictive to eat!
Many people wanted to leave the city, and there was more than one inspection team. Just as the purple-clad man squatted beside the carriage, waiting for the soldiers to let him pass, the neighboring team suddenly started to make a commotion. One person dodged the guards and rushed towards the people in the queue at the back, while another person rushed in the other direction, intending to grab a random hapless spectator as a hostage.
Bei Qiao, who happened to be watching nearby, stood still, intending to wait for these people to make a move before capturing the man. Unexpectedly, someone was more impatient than her. Before the gangster could reach out to grab the nearest person as a hostage, five people flew out from the crowd and hit the gangster in different parts of his body.
The locals who knew a little bit about medicine nearby said: "Ah! They only hit the most painful spots. They are all experts!"
The citizens of Xiaoyue City had seen their share of the world; the sudden appearance of these villains merely caused them a moment's confusion, completely undeterred by their continued interest in watching the action. Despite the fact that they brought their families with them, they were unfazed by the prospect of either retreat or counterattack. It wasn't that the city was too dangerous, but rather that they were always eager to achieve success, even practicing their own strategies in their spare time.
The purple-clad man was unlucky. He was crouching right in the path of the criminals. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been taken hostage. But that wasn't the worst of it. The worst was when he emerged from under the carriage, cursing, dusting himself off and glaring at the criminals, only to discover that the person he was hiding from was standing not far behind the group, staring at him across the carriage.
The woman in black casual clothes raised an eyebrow at the man in the purple skirt: "Hello, honey, you look very nice today. I'll buy you a few more when I get home."
The man in the purple dress, understanding the woman's gaze, said: "It's over! It's all over now! I failed to escape, and I gave her a new idea. It's over!"
"Brother? What's wrong with you?" The woman in men's clothing reached out to support the staggering man in purple skirt: "Don't scare me! We are about to leave the city gate!" Why did he suddenly look like he had lost his soul?
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