Yi Ruri took Yi Fan to the martial arts performance venue in the escort agency.

I saw a large man in the field, naked in the cold winter. They either practice knives, play guns, dance swords, or swing sticks.

Class 18 weapons and various martial arts were performed in the martial arts field.

Yi Ruri clapped his hands, and everyone turned to look here. Yi Ruri took the opportunity to say, "Everyone is here."

Seeing everyone coming as they said, Yi Ruri pointed at Yi Fan and said, "This is my eldest brother, and your boss."

Everyone saluted Yi Fan and said, "Hello, boss."

Yi Fan waved his hand and said, "Everyone doesn't need to be polite. I see that everyone is working hard for practicing martial arts. Later, I will ask someone to make some hot pot from heaven and earth to replenish everyone's body. Just think it's my meeting gift to you today."

Hearing this, everyone was naturally very happy. Although these people, the martial arts heroes, were actually poor people, otherwise they would not have come to the escort agency to do this job of licking blood from the knife.

Yi Zhongtian also came to Yi Fan and said, "Brother, if you are coming, don't notify us in advance. We are going to prepare a welcome ceremony or something."

Yi Fan said angrily: "Don't mess with me with those false ones."

Yi Fan looked at Yi Zhongtian seriously and asked, "How is it? Are these people easy to control?"

Yi Zhongtian said indifferently: "At the beginning, there were a few thorns. Seeing that Ruri and I were young, I was a little dissatisfied. I used it to kill the chicken and make a name for myself and establish my authority.

In fact, these people are all with their families. We offer five-month chunks of monthly money every month, which is the purpose of these people. As long as the money is in our hands, they will not be disobedient."

?Soon after, Yi Ruri took people to the heaven and earth and made a lot of hot pot. Everyone started eating open-air hot pot in the spacious martial arts venue.

Yi Fan counted and found that there were eleven people on the table, seven or eight people sitting at each table, with a total of more than eighty people.

Yi Fan picked up the wine glass, stood up and said to everyone, "My masters, I toast you all this glass of wine. First of all, thank you for your work in my Weiyuan Escort Agency."

Everyone was also very proud, and they were all dry. A bald man stood up and said on behalf of everyone: "We have to thank our boss for giving us a bite of food. It is a rare thing in Chang'an City.

It is about to be closed down the road with heavy snow. Our escort agency will not have any business during this period. If we don’t work every day, we will be in vain with our wages. We are not at all at ease.

I had to practice martial arts diligently every day, for fear that you will drive us away. Since you are here today, the young man dared to ask the boss to arrange some work for us so that we can rest assured."

This request really surprised Yi Fan.

Yi Fan had no choice but to say, "Everyone is relieved. When it comes time to get the wages, you will get the wages openly. There is nothing to be embarrassed about.

To be honest, there is a certain risk in our business, and the monthly 5-cent money is not much."

Speaking of this, Yi Fan seemed to suddenly remember something, and slapped his head and said, "How about this, everyone should drink less today. After everyone is full, let's hold a martial arts conference."

Everyone looked at Yi Fan with a confused look on their faces, completely unaware of what the situation was in the martial arts conference.

Seeing this, Yi Fan explained: "This martial arts conference is a martial arts competition. Whoever has the best skills will raise the salary."

Then Yi Fan divided the escorts into several levels according to the martial arts novel. They were: slinger, escort, escort, deputy chief escort, and escort.

The wages also vary according to the level. The tramper's five-spin coins are a month, the tramper's ten-spin coins are a month, the tramper's twenty-spin coins are a month, the deputy chief's tramper's fifty-spin coins are a month, and the chief's tramper is Yi Ruri.

When everyone heard this, it was amazing. The deputy chief escort had a total of fifty cents of coins per month, ten times that of the lowest-level escort player. They were all ready to compete.

In the middle of the martial arts field, the bald man who had previously talked with Yi Fan stood opposite to the man in costume. The two clasped their fists and said, "Please."

The two of them each made their hands and began to observe each other. A gust of cold wind blew, and snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and a piece of snowflakes fell on the eyelids of the bald man. The bald man subconsciously blinked his eyes, and the man pretended to be strong. Seeing this opportunity, he raised his fist and attacked. The two of them fists and feet intersected.

In the end, the man in costume was defeated, and the bald man bowed and said, "Take it aside."

After one round, there were eighty-eight men, and there were still forty-four left. Then there was the second round, forty-four to twenty-two, twenty-two to eleven, ten to five, one person to bye, and the last six to three.

In the end, the three remained, one was an old, one was a middle-aged and one was a young man.

After watching along the way, Yi Fan also got a little understanding of these three people. The old man was the cruelest among the three. He was not only cruel to his opponent, but also to himself.

The elderly often use the style of fighting with injuries and fighting with their lives. Although this is a game, few people are willing to fight with him. Occasionally, there are those ruthless people fighting with the elderly, but they are not as experienced as the elderly and eventually they are defeated by the elderly.

The middle-aged man was the bald man. Yi Fan probably had the highest martial arts skills among the three, because he advanced with a crushing attitude all the way.

In the end, Yi Fan couldn't see the depth of the boy who was about the same age as Yi Fan. This boy gave Yi Fan the word "clean and neat". The people who fought him were often defeated in one encounter.

If the boy's first wave of attacks is prevented, the boy's victory will become extremely difficult. This is also the reason why Yi Fan cannot see the depth of him.

The old man's name is Chu Manliang. According to him, he once served as a centurion in the army.

The bald man is named Chen Zhong and claims to be a ranger.

The young man is called Jingli and an orphan.

Yi Fan pondered for a while and said, "You don't have to compete. Mr. Chu, you will be responsible for dispatching troops and generals in the future.

Chen Zhong is the head of the right chief, responsible for single-handed fighting and daily martial arts training. Naturally, your salary is fifty taels per month. What do you think?"

"As long as the wages remain unchanged, I don't care, old man." The old man Chu Manliang expressed his opinion.

Chen Zhong nodded and said, "I have no objection either."

Yi Fan looked at Jing Li and said, "You will follow me in the future and be responsible for protecting my safety. The salary is the same as theirs, and I will teach you something."

Jing Li nodded without saying a word, then silently walked behind Yi Fan and became a bodyguard.

Yi Fan then awarded the title of escort and escort to those who had high martial arts skills.

On the way back to heaven and earth, Yi Fan and Jing Li sat on the left and right of the ox cart respectively, and Jing Li naturally took on the position of a coachman.

"You said you were an orphan, so where did your martial arts come from?"

"Teaching from my father."

"Since there is a father, why do you say you are an orphan?"

"Father is dead."

"Do you know the words?"

"No."

"Then how do you understand the secrets of martial arts?"

Jing Li was silent: “………….”
Chapter completed!