The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 2 Gang
"The Jingtao Gang is a major threat to our gang.

Chang Anhe relied on his relationship with the county governor to oppose our gang at every turn.

The same is true for his son Chang Renzai.

I want the world to know.

Who is the Dragon King of this dock?

Whoever among you can bring back Chang Renzai's head must come back to see me.

Whoever has made great contributions to the Fanhai Gang.

Whoever can accomplish this great feat, I will change the rules of the sect.

Adopt him as my fourth adopted son, and he will become the fourth dragon of the Fanhai Gang!"

Hearing this, everyone shouted: "Please give us some tea, Master!"

Mr. Hong picked up the teapot and walked in front of the seven people kneeling on the ground.

The boiling water flowed from the spout of the kettle.

The seven people remained calm and let Mr. Hong take turns pouring tea for them.

Even though his fingers were scalded red by boiling water, he did not react at all.

They are all fierce people from various branches, so this little pain is nothing.

What's more, the people here are at least at the Leather Training Stage.

Even if you are really burned, it will heal overnight.

Qin Zhiming wanted to step forward and kneel down to receive the tea, but Hong Gong raised his hand to stop him.

He put down the teapot with a smile and took out a small red jade pot carved with white cranes, pine trees and cypresses from his arms.

Remove the stopper from the pot, open your left hand, and inhale and exhale the internal energy.

A teacup flew into his hand quickly.

That was the teacup that Qin Zhiming had placed on the floor earlier.

Deep red liquid flows out with a strong aroma of wine.

The aroma of wine penetrates into the nose.

An indescribable hunger crawled out of my stomach.

Everyone practicing martial arts present had their heartbeats quickened, saliva secreted, and their stomachs and intestines contracted.

They stared at the red liquid in the teacup.

The red liquid was like nectar, constantly eroding their sanity, but no one dared to act rashly.

Because the teacup is in Mr. Hong's hand.

The blood dragon is staring at everyone.

The aura he exuded was like a red dragon with wide-eyed pupils rising from a sea of ​​blood.

Remind everyone present that anyone who moves without permission will be killed.

"This is yours. Once tonight is over, your injuries will be healed."

Qin Zhiming took the teacup with both hands.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Hong turned his head and looked at the seven people kneeling on the ground.

"Tea, appointment."

The voice just fell.

Qin Zhiming and the seven people kneeling on the ground raised their glasses and drank them all.

Almost at the same time.

Mr. Hong left with a big laugh, and Blood Dragon followed closely behind him.

Wait until the two figures completely disappeared.

Master Li bowed his head.

Walk quickly to the table.

He took out a map from his pocket and spread it out.

"Come here, everyone, and remember this picture well."

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Over the sea pier.

One of the most prosperous places in Chaolan County.

This place is a transportation fortress both by land and water.

The dock was crowded with ships coming in and out.

There are three-masted large ships and small black-sailed boats.

On both sides near the pier.

Restaurants, brothels, granaries, warehouses, warehouses, shops...

There are more than 10,000 laborers working here alone.

These people also have wives, children and families.

All in all.

There are more than 100,000 people who rely on this sea-turning pier for their livelihood.

You can see how lively this place is?

It was already noon.

Amidst all the shouting.

The laborers were sweating profusely, some were pulling the ropes, some were resisting the weight.

Like ants, they were carrying the mountains of goods at the dock.

They are the bottom rung of the pier.

There are all kinds of people from all over the world, they have low status and do hard work.

Suddenly someone exclaimed loudly.

"Old Yaotou! Be careful!"

The shaky mountain of grain bags collapsed amid screams.

An old man with dark complexion and wrinkled face had no time to dodge.

He could only watch helplessly as numerous bulging sacks were thrown at him.

In an instant.

A powerful force came from my waist. Boom!
The sack fell to the ground, and dust flew up.

The frightened old Yao turned his head and looked behind him.

Just as I was about to say thank you, I found that my benefactor had already squeezed into the crowd watching the fun.

"Why is it a doll?"

Qin Zhiming in the crowd felt the heat in his abdomen and couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Hong's medicinal wine is really nutritious.

If I had known this earlier, I would have asked for a cup for my master.

It must be good for his injury.”

Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh.

It's useless to think about such a precious medicinal wine.

It was pure luck that I was able to have a drink.

But fortunately, I have money to buy medicine.

Touching the extra purse around his waist.

Qin Zhiming felt much relieved.

The pace gradually quickened.

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Qin Zhiming held the purchased medicine bag in both hands.

Wandering around the city.

A bulging purse around the waist.

It has become deflated.

We arrived at a bungalow area close to the inner city.

He saw six sturdy men in gray shorts standing at the gate of a large bungalow.

"Qin Zhiming! You're finally back!"

The younger of the six shouted angrily.

Qin Zhiming put down the medicine bag with a blank expression.

"Zhang Nan, what's up? Want to go down to see your uncle?"

As soon as these words came out.

Zhang Nan blushed immediately:

"Go ahead! Kill this traitor!"

The remaining five people looked at each other, and none of them had any intention of taking action.

An older man slowly stepped forward and asked.

"Ah Ming, you should at least give the gang an explanation for killing Zhang Lin, right?"

Qin Zhiming said nothing and took off the purse from his waist.

Take out the remaining coin and throw it forward.

Sun Zhize caught it steadily and saw a red word "Hai" embroidered on the purse.

He smiled, turned around and prepared to leave with the others.

Zhang Nan immediately stopped them, his face gloomy:
"Brother Sun, what does this mean?"

Sun Zhize shook his wallet:
“See? This is the money the gang gave me to buy my life.

It means that Amin is busy now.

Any disputes must wait until he finishes his work for the gang."

After Sun Zhize finished speaking, he threw the purse back.

Looking at Qin Zhiming who tied the purse back to his waist.

Zhang Nan gritted his teeth:

“Don’t think that I won’t dare to touch you just because I’m in trouble.

When the mission is over, I'll see how you explain it to the gang!"

Qin Zhiming smiled after hearing this:
“Then come now, right here.

I want to see, will you kill me or I kill you?"

Sun Zhize and others looked at Zhang Nan with playful eyes.

Some people even started to make noises:
“Come on, we can all prove for you that it was A-Ming who provoked you.

That way you can do it openly.”

Zhang Nan clenched his fists, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

White-faced tiger, Qin Zhiming.

He earned this nickname with his punches and kicks.

Before, I could rely on my uncle's status to suppress him.

Now that my uncle is dead, all the monkeys scatter.

Everyone in the branch is vying for the position of helmsman.

No one was willing to help him anymore and become the enemy of Qin Zhiming.

He invited these five people behind him on the grounds of gang rules and relying on some of the money left by his uncle.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhiming actually had money for his life given by the gang.

This also gave the five people he invited an excuse so they didn't have to take any action.

As for the money I gave them, it will probably be a waste of time.

Since there is no chance of winning now, we can only think of other ways.

Thoughts flashed through.

Zhang Nan turned around and left without hesitation, not caring at all about the contemptuous looks from the five people around him.

Looking at his departing back, Qin Zhiming narrowed his eyes.

“When this is over, I will beat you to death.

To avenge my master's serious injury."

(End of this chapter)