"So, it is simply unbelievable that this federation of princes has not been destroyed."

Qin Muye saw through the spirit's vision that the young man had collected the protection money, and after a little bit of ink, handed it over to the gang leader. The gang leader then gave half of it to the patrolman, who then divided it up after receiving the protection money from various gangs in the neighborhood.

Half of it is sent upwards, forming a huge pyramid structure.

The governor at the top of the pyramid not only doesn't have to do anything, but he can get the largest share.

"Wait, something is wrong." Qin Muye classified the data collected by the spirits and discovered an interesting thing.

That is, this gangster actually jumped over some people without charging protection money.

This is not scientific at all. It is normal to bully the weak and fear the strong, but the problem is that these people don't look like they are tough, they look more like ordinary people.

"This is a clue, we need to check it out."

Then, Qin Muye naturally ordered the spirits to investigate.

Apocalypse had already settled the entire Endless Abyss before, and then Black Hand naturally arranged various spies to go deep into the entire federation of princes to investigate.

Information is very important, so of course we can't be careless.

Now it's just because big data hasn't been established yet, so Qin Muye can only do it himself.

"It's either a team-killing engine or a talent that has five drawbacks and three deficiencies." Qin Muye couldn't help but feel the difference between temporary skills and temporary skills.

For example, with these two temporary skills, Qin Muye didn't dare to let his subordinates help him. If he was not careful, he would be affected, which might lead to sudden death in his own territory.

The investigation quickly yielded the result that these families who did not charge protection fees all had one characteristic, that is, someone in the family was an official disciple of the Pangui Martial Arts School.

The information about Pangui Martial Arts Hall was quickly collected by the spirits and sent to Qin Muye.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I am actually quite talented."

For example, the master of the Pangui Martial Arts School is at level 4, while the true disciples are at level 3, the formal disciples are at level 2, and then there are naturally some trainee disciples, who are only about level 1 in strength.

This is like a ladder structure, which naturally leads to a quantitative gap. There is only one master of the fourth level, there are five true disciples of the third level, and there are dozens of formal disciples. These are all carefully selected, and

There are many trainee disciples, hundreds of them.

Trainee disciples are considered non-staff. They have to pay money every month to practice martial arts, and they do not receive any benefits.

When you become a formal disciple, the martial arts school will help arrange work, usually the leader of a big gang or a guard of a large chamber of commerce, and they do not charge money, but if you want training resources or further guidance and martial arts, you have to spend money.

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It's different for true disciples. All the resources are taken care of by the martial arts school, and money is also given for the exercises. They are the future heirs, so their treatment is naturally different.

"So, is this secret martial arts? Or is it just pure martial arts?" According to the feedback from big data, this group of martial arts masters does not seem to use external energy, but more to become stronger from the inside out.

Yes, those who practice martial arts call themselves martial arts masters.

That's why Qin Muye suspected that Mi and Wu were two different systems. The former used the energy environment, while the latter focused on tempering oneself...

These are two completely different development paths.

"How about sneaking into Pangui Martial Arts School?" Qin Muye thought he could give it a try, but he quickly rejected it.

Why are you sneaking in? Do you have nothing to do?

If you want something, just ask the monsters to steal it for you. Just take it out after you steal it.

The strongest gym leader is only level 4, and the spirit is level 6. Even the farming spirit can defeat the opponent, so why go there in person.

What is his current status and does he need to do these things?

Soon a spirit took over the task, and it only took a day or two to sneak in. It would take at most three to five days to clear out everything in the Pangui Martial Arts Hall.

"But it's a bit strange. The strength of the patrol in my neighborhood is actually level 4?"

Qin Muye looked at this big data report and felt that something was wrong.

First of all, there are only five level 4s in the entire city. One is the owner of the Pangui Martial Arts School, one is the real controller of the big chaebol, another is an old slave brought by the governor, and the third is a local patrol officer.

of chiefs, and the last one is the patrol officer in his area.

Judging from the first four, they are basically all in high positions. Even if they are old slaves of the governor, they are fed and drank well. In other words, as long as the patrol officer reveals his identity, all major forces will try to win over him.

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But why did he settle down to an ordinary policeman?

Don't talk about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. If a martial artist wants to become stronger, he needs a lot of resources. If he doesn't have the resources to train directly, he will be seriously injured or die suddenly.

With the small amount of funds he gets every day as a patrol officer, he probably can't even afford a cup of medicinal soup.

The other party is also middle-aged, and is still considered a young generation in the martial arts family. This behavior is tantamount to annihilating the path.

What's more important is that the other party's condition doesn't look like he's about to give up. He's working hard every day, and he's also taking various expensive medicinal soups, pills, etc.

This is quite weird. Not to mention the source of funds, Gou is not that stubborn, and sooner or later he will be left with nothing.

If the other party really wants to go out on a patrol, wouldn't it be more appropriate to go directly to the government office and become a swordsman and pen clerk?

"The intelligence department analyzed that it is probably because there is something the other party needs in this neighborhood?"

"It's really possible, and it's definitely worth a lot of money."

Qin Muye looked at the latest speculation sent to him by the Intelligence Department. This was the highest possibility given by the think tank.

Of course, it doesn’t rule out that the other party is really Gou.

"Could it have anything to do with me?" Qin Muye's thoughts suddenly started to wander.

After all, he is the only protagonist around, so if you don’t cheat him, who can you cheat?

It's just that the other party hasn't found him yet, but now he only has deceptive negative temporary skills, and the aura of a serious protagonist has disappeared, so he probably can't hide it for long.

"It's better to wait for the other party to come to the door. Although the other party is hiding it, he has not offended me. It would not be good to kill him rashly." Qin Muye did not act rashly. Although the other party might pose a threat to him, at least he did not

Give him a cold look in his eyes.

If a good person is killed by mistake because of this, forget it. When a policeman dies in this neighborhood, there will definitely be chaos, which will affect his life...

Just as I was thinking about it, a figure walked in: "Boss, give me a bottle of soda."

Qin Muye squinted his eyes and glanced at the other person, "Good guy, he's built like a little giant, blocking the sunlight at the door."

"1 cent." Qin Muye took out a bottle of soda, inserted a straw into it and handed it over.

The other party took out a wallet from his big windbreaker. The wallet looked very petite in his hand as big as a cattail leaf, and it looked like a strong contrast.

The other party took out a coin and put it on the counter. He took a long sip of the soda and bottomed out like a dragon sucking water.

"It would be better if we could have some ice cream in this weather." The other party disliked the fact that the soda was kept at room temperature.

"How can my canteen have such conditions?" Qin Muye said slowly.

"Excuse me, I remember if there is a martial arts gym near here?" the man asked.

Qin Muye raised his eyebrows: "Of course I know, Pangui Martial Arts School is quite famous in this area, and its location is probably here."

This person is very smart and spends money before asking. Although the consumption is a little less, it is not free of charge.

"Thank you, boss, for showing me the way. Please bring me two more bags of bread to put my belly on." The other party said, pointing to the two large bags of bread on the side.

"Okay, I have met a wealthy person today. Can you please help me?" Qin Muye handed over two large bags of bread, which were quite heavy.

The other party didn't say anything. He was obviously someone who was not short of money. He casually took out another slightly larger coin and placed it on the counter, and then left his canteen.

"Interesting, a martial arts master who just came from out of town, with level 4 strength, a genius." Qin Muye couldn't help but smacked his lips: "Isn't he going to compete in the gym?"

The man just now was also a martial artist. He was not very old, only around twenty-five or six, but his strength was on par with the veteran level 4s in this area.

Geniuses naturally exist everywhere. Qin Muye is not a genius, he is a cheater, but he has seen real geniuses. Although the other person is a genius, compared with Ji Shan, there is still a big gap.

In addition to the innate gap, there is also the gap between resources and occupations. The martial arts profession is at the rare level at best, not epic level, and the resources are even different. Jishan is raised by a capable father like Qin Muye.
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