My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 64 Discovery
A waning moon hung in the sky. A misty fog enveloped the Luohe River.

Seven or eight fast boats broke through the fog and sped towards the upper reaches of the Luohe River.

Chen Mu sat awkwardly at the bow of the boat, trying his best not to turn around.

At the stern, Lin Que's orange-skinned face was flushed red, yet he continued rowing furiously to urge the boat on.

His eyes glared at the gray-clad underling ahead, his teeth itching with hatred. He, the leader of the Jinghong Gang, was actually rowing a boat for his underling?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he asked coldly, "Who are you with?"

"Hasn't that already been said?" Chen Mu asked, confused. "It's Zhang Yun, the leader."

"Zhang Yun has three boats under his command. I'm asking which boat you usually sail on?" What kind of bastard would take a liking to someone like you who can't even handle a boat?

Chen Musong breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, I guard the warehouse."

Lin Que frowned: "Old Zhao has always been in charge of the warehouse. You're with Zhang Yun, so why are you guarding the warehouse?!"

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he was about to be exposed!

"That bastard! Zhang Yun can't even manage his own people, yet he dares to infiltrate other people's ranks! Is he trying to play the undercover game here? I'll go back and divorce his sister!" Lin Que said, exasperated.

Chen Mu: "..." Fine, as long as you can figure it out.

"That's not right. How could Old Zhao not have noticed that you're so useless?" Lin Que frowned again.

"I...I don't know." Chen Mu didn't know how to deny it.

Lin Que stared at Chen Mu, his expression growing increasingly grave.

Just as Chen Mu was about to give him a piece of iron lotus seed.

A shout came from the river.

"Brother-in-law, why are you rowing by yourself? Come here!" Zhang Yun shouted to Lin Que from a speedboat not far away.

Lin Que's face darkened.

Why am I rowing myself? Well, it's all because of you.

He then vigorously rowed the oars twice, moving closer to the speedboat ahead.

"Is this Zhang Yun?" Chen Mu squinted at the tall, thin figure who was shouting.

He secretly held an iron lotus seed in his hand.

As Lin Que put down the oars, preparing to jump ship.

Woo!
It was like a gentle breeze blowing across the river.

Pfft!
The boatman on the opposite boat fell backward into the river.

"Hurry! Brother, the pursuers are coming!"

"Damn the Zhu Yi Pavilion!" Lin Que cursed, immediately grabbing a wooden oar and rowing with all his might, his arms like wheels.

Chen Mu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

We can't run into Zhang Yun right now.

If the two sides stand in a standoff, wouldn't that expose the truth?

Once on the White Tiger Hall's main ship, all you need to do is take advantage of the crowd and quietly hide in the cabin, and everything will be fine.

……

Spurred by the sudden attack, Lin Que rowed the boat frantically.

His physical training was highly advanced, and his explosive power was immense. For a moment, he even moved with the feel of a motorboat.

The speedboat, its bow slightly raised, trailed a trail of white spray as it swiftly sped towards the upper reaches of the Luohe River.

The seven or eight fast boats that set off early were all overtaken.

"Well done, brother!"

"Shut up!"

"okay!"

A large ship, over fifty meters long, appeared quietly and remained hidden in the middle of the Luohe River.

Upon seeing the large ship, Lin Que breathed a sigh of relief; he was finally home.

……

Lin Que leaped up from beneath the White Tiger ship and jumped aboard. His men followed suit.

Chen Mu didn't jump. He dawdled among the ordinary gang members and climbed up the rope ladder to the deck.

Tonight's operation went poorly, resulting in heavy casualties; we spent most of the night trying to escape.

Back on the ship, the gang members collapsed onto the ground, completely disregarding their image.

Chen Mu quickly surveyed his surroundings.

It was pitch black all around. The patrolling disciples who quickly gathered around didn't carry lanterns, clearly to maintain secrecy.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chen Mu hid behind the noisy gang members and quietly walked towards the nearest cabin entrance.

First, hide. Once these people have entered the enclosed space of the cabin, immediately release the mind-control smoke.

……

"Stop! Where do you think you're going?" A loud shout suddenly rang out.

Chen Mugang paused involuntarily as he opened the hatch.

Turning around, he met Lin Que's cold gaze. "I knew something was off about you. You're one of Zuo Sheng's men, aren't you?"

As soon as Lin Que finished speaking, the gang members who had been swaying back and forth immediately stood up. They all looked at Chen Mu expressionlessly.

"As a member of the Jinghong Gang, how come he can't row a boat? Zuo Sheng's eyes are probably blind."

The gang members immediately burst into unrestrained laughter.

“You could have lived. I don’t mind keeping you around to cause trouble for Zuo Sheng,” Lin Que said calmly.

"Unfortunately, you were out of luck."

He had a run of bad luck tonight; most of his elite men had been killed or wounded, and he was seething with anger.

"Throw him into the water to feed the fish," Lin Que said calmly, then turned and waved his hand: "Set sail."

He's not worth his time and effort for a nobody.

The White Tiger Hall has suffered too many losses recently, and he needs to think about how to deal with the situation going forward.

Are you going to keep hiring? We haven't even fully grasped and integrated the people we just hired last time, and you're already hiring again?
"Fine, let them confess then." Lin Que sighed and slowly walked towards the captain's cabin: "The White Tiger Hall's business territory cannot be affected."

woo woo woo...

Suddenly, a deep whistling sound rang out from behind.

what……

A series of short, agonizing screams soared into the sky.

Lin Que suddenly turned his head to the left.

puff!
A lotus seed grazed past my earlobe and left a finger-sized hole in the wooden door ahead.

Lin Que suddenly turned around.

More than a dozen gang members all collapsed to the ground, clutching their left chests.

His brother-in-law, Zhang Yun, also collapsed to the ground, blood gushing uncontrollably from his mouth and nose.

All three hall masters were wounded, with blood gushing from their shoulders and arms.

"Heh!" Lin Que grinned, the moonlight illuminating his full set of gleaming white teeth: "He's quite the expert."

He looked coldly at his men lying on the ground.

"waste."

He was extremely disappointed in his subordinates.

It seems I've been too lenient with them. They're all so lazy and good-for-nothing, they've forgotten how to even eat!
……

Chen Mu looked at Lin Que expressionlessly.

He didn't want to take action.

He just wanted to talk to Lin Que alone and clear up the misunderstanding between them.

It's just giving a small gift.

For a stable life.

It’s time to save, it’s time to spend money!
But these people actually attacked together?!

You want to catch him and feed him to the fish?!

That water is so cold!
Late at night, grabbing people to feed the fish?!

How cruel!

Chen Mu had no choice but to take action.

Fortunately, he never neglected his throwing skill proficiency. Even though the number of throws he did each day was small, he still managed to grind it up to level four.

Iron Lotus Seeds now has a group messaging function.

If you throw them out, each one could take a life.

I was surrounded by so many people just now.

Chen Mu was terrified!
He was just a law-abiding commoner; he had never seen anything like this before.
Without a second thought, he scattered a handful of iron lotus seeds.

Looking at the gang members lying all over the ground, Chen Mu felt a sense of relief.

"Skill doesn't lie!"

……

Lin Que slowly raised his head, a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"It seems you're not one of Zuo Sheng's men."

"The Crimson Robe Pavilion?"

"The Zhu Yi Pavilion is a large and powerful family. They probably wouldn't care if one or two people died."

Lin Que drew two short knives, each about the length of his forearm, from behind his waist.

"No, how could you possibly be a member of the Zhu Yi Pavilion? You are Zuo Sheng's man."

Lin Que chuckled coldly, "It's quite normal for members of the Jinghong Gang to get a few killed or injured in friendly sparring sessions if they can't control themselves, right? Haha..."

So what if it's the Zhu Yi Pavilion!

A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake.

He didn't believe that the Crimson Robe Pavilion would go to war with the Soaring Swan Gang for the sake of a mere pawn!
(End of this chapter)