Chapter 1025: A massive cleanup, be more polite
The next morning, it was just dawn.
Long Aotian, who was wearing armor, had already led a group of senior garrison officials and appeared majestically at the gate of Juxian Tower.
Looking at the famous romantic place in Fengming Fairy City, Long Aotian couldn't help but smile, and then stepped into it with an awe-inspiring look on his face.
Juxian Tower, which was already in a state of panic due to the change in situation, was naturally panicked when seeing such a huge battle. The shopkeeper was dispatched on the spot to receive him in person, along with several high-quality female cultivators to accompany him.
But Long Aotian didn't show anything strange. Instead, he ate, drank and had fun with the garrison's top brass, having a great time!
In this way, an hour passed quickly, and there was a sudden movement in a private room somewhere.
Then they saw Long Aotian holding up his pants and running out cursing, his face full of anger and anger and he shouted:
"It is simply unreasonable that the female cultivator at the No. 1 brothel in Immortal City is not a virgin? This is simply deceiving consumers!"
Seeing this situation, the shopkeeper of Juxianlou Jindanqi couldn't help but darken his face.
He dared to swear to God at this moment that he had never seen such a ridiculous excuse for trouble in most of his life.
However, due to the situation, the shopkeeper still forced a smile and stepped forward quickly, saying in a rather polite tone:
"I hope Commander Long will calm down. If the service is not very attentive, how about I give you a few more?"
However, after hearing this, Long Aotian's face was full of pride, and he immediately waved his hand and shouted coldly:
"You dare to be so lawless. You are simply smearing the reputation of the Immortal City! Come on, please seal up the Immortal Judu Tower, confiscate all the property, and escort all the female nuns' furnaces and cauldrons into the city lord's palace, and carefully inspect the complete body. !”
As soon as these words came out, the shopkeeper couldn't help but change his color, and his tone became a bit more fierce:
"Commander Long, don't go too far! You must know that the owner of Juxian Tower is not someone to be trifled with!"
After hearing this, Long Aotian sneered, waved his hand and took out a black jade talisman.
"The Lord of the City has an order. Our garrison will maintain the order of the fairy city. The royal authority has authorized us to kill first and then report. Anyone who resists the order and blocks it will be killed on the spot!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the garrison troops who had been waiting for a long time rushed out in a swarm. They all had sharp eyes and weapons in their hands. How could they look like they were drinking and having fun?
I have to say that the retaliatory scene in front of me is somewhat similar to the original move to frame the fault and slander the store directly under the Daozong.
But it needs to be more blatant, more confident, more high-sounding, and more simple and crude!
Seeing this situation, the shopkeeper suddenly turned pale and did not dare to say another word. He could only wink wildly at the attendants on the side, indicating that he would immediately notify the young master's family for help.
But Long Aotian ignored it and directly ordered the garrison to move the belongings on the spot, not even sparing the many female cultivators' furnaces.
Faintly, Long Aotian's righteous shouts could still be heard, echoing throughout the building:
"Everyone, please act politely. We are enforcing the law impartially. Don't behave like robbers!"
"Hey! Those vases are pretty good, and they are worth some spiritual stones. Take them all away from me. These are all evidence!"
"Hey! Why don't you take those tables, chairs and benches? They are all made of high-quality spiritual wood. Does our garrison lack these storage bags?"
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After burning a stick of incense, Long Aotian led the garrison and left gracefully. From the bulging storage bags around everyone's waist, it was not difficult to see how much they had gained from this trip.
Only the empty Juxian Tower was left, a few eye-catching seals at the gate, and the shopkeeper standing on the street crying without tears.
But what is surprising is that the entire search process was not short, but the Xiao family, as the mastermind behind the Juxian Tower, never showed up to stop it at all.
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Not long after, Long Aotian and a group of senior garrison officers came to the street where the two major forces were responsible, a restaurant belonging to the Xiao Chamber of Commerce.
Looking at the large table of rich spiritual food and spiritual wine in front of him, Long Aotian only took a brief sip and spat it out with disgust on his face:
"Ah! This "stir-fried fairy raccoon meat" is your restaurant's signature delicacy. It is said to be made from century-old fairy raccoon dogs, but this plate is clearly only ninety-nine years old. I really think I, Long Aotian, can eat it. Not coming out?”
"Such bad behavior is simply defrauding consumers. Someone, please seal it up for me and confiscate all the property!"
"Be gentle!"
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In the inner city area, somewhere in a store directly under the jurisdiction of the Bixiao Sword Sect.
The garrison was blocking the door and watching eagerly. Long Aotian wandered around casually with his hands behind his back, checking many goods carelessly.
Finally, he picked up an elixir bottle placed in the corner and began to shout righteously:
"It makes no sense. For such a precious "Bigu Pill", why do you only use low-grade mutton-fat jade to make the elixir bottle? Are you afraid that the medicinal properties will be lost? This is a completely inferior product, and it is simply selling fakes!"
"Come here, please seal it up for me. Take all the inferior elixirs back to the City Lord's Mansion and destroy them!"
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In a spiritual materials store directly under the jurisdiction of Huangquan Mountain, Long Aotian looked troubled.
Along the way, he had almost blocked two streets.
At this moment, with his limited IQ level, he really couldn't think of a good excuse.
Finally, in order to maintain the elegant image Qin Tian had given him and to maintain the style of a well-known and upright family, Long Aotian could only point his finger at the ground and speak with a righteous face:
"How dare you! Why is the ground so dirty? The hygiene standards are obviously not up to standard. It is a disgrace to the image of our capital city!"
"Come on, seal it off for me!"
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In the inner city area, it was still the familiar courtyard.
Xiao Bufan and the two deputy city lords who existed in name only were sitting on the upper and two main seats with gloomy faces. From the appearance of the three people's foreheads with blue veins bulging, it is not difficult to see how angry they are at the moment.
Not far below, the shopkeepers of all the major shops gathered here, crying and complaining about their miserable experiences with grief and indignation.
After a long time, Xiao Bufan punched hard, smashing the coffee table beside him into pieces, and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger.
There is no doubt that since he, the young master of the Xiao family, entered the world, he has never been so aggrieved.
After all, how could this series of actions be revenge?
This is simply naked humiliation, blatant plunder and oppression.
This is clearly an attempt to swallow up all of his Xiao family's assets, and by the way, force the two deputy city lords to a dead end!
However, due to the current situation, the three forces have long lost the strength to resist.
It is almost foreseeable that if they dare to jump out and oppose at this moment, the City Lord's Mansion will definitely find an opportunity and kill them on the spot openly.
And facing Qin Tian, who is powerful enough to kill the Son of Shadow, who dares to talk about the word "confrontation" in the entire Fengming Immortal City?
Thinking of this, even Xiao Bufan, who has always been arrogant, couldn't help but feel a deep sense of frustration in his heart.