Alien Dust

Chapter 296 Big Capitalist Wu Hen
After a period of "severe torture", the cowardly moviegoer finally revealed the purpose of their group's sneaking into Nha Trang.

The main purpose was to block the news and find an opportunity to assassinate the entire management of Nha Trang.

According to the information provided by the film guest, the members of the Black Tiger Gang immediately went out and found all the film guests lurking in Yacheng within one day, and threw them all into dark cells.

"What's your name?" Wu Hen asked.

"Fan Xuan." said the cowardly assassin.

"You are such a rebellious person that I have to look at you in a new light. Why don't you remain a rebellious person to the end? I will let you go back and you will have to do one more thing for me." Wu Hen said.

"Sir, he must have gotten away with it." said Guan Li, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang.

"It's okay. After he gets away, we will release another captured guest. He will naturally tell Madam Zeng who betrayed them." Wu Hen said.

These words were naturally not meant for others to hear. When the traitor Fan Xuan heard them, the little spark of fire that had just ignited in his heart was extinguished.

"I will do as you say." Fan Xuan sighed and said respectfully.

Wu Hen reached out his hand, patted the guest on the shoulder and said, "It's not shameful to want to live, but if you want to live with dignity and glory, you need help from noble people... The best decision you made in your life may not be to practice martial arts or to join Madam Zeng's army, but to not become my enemy when you had the choice."

The movie guest Fan Xuan raised his head, not understanding what was said for a moment.

"Do what I tell you to do. In my eyes, Mrs. Zeng is nothing but a stray dog ​​that can only bark." Wu Hen continued.

Yingke Fan was looking at the other party's confident look and felt a little dazed.

He knew that there was a Yuling mine here, and whoever took the mine would become a powerful warrior.

He also knew that many powerful people had gathered here, willing to work for the city lord here, and each of these people was extremely powerful.

And this little Lord of Nha Thanh was determined to fight against Madam Zeng. He transformed himself from a prisoner into a mastermind leader of Nha Thanh…

"What you see with your eyes, what you hear, including what you think deep in your heart, will not deceive you. Before, you were a shadow guest, standing in the opposing camp against me, and you had no choice. But now you have the opportunity to make a choice, so don't make the wrong choice again." Wu Hen said.

"I understand." The film guest Fan Xuan nodded.

After saying that, the actor Fan Xuan stood up and walked out of the city.

"Should we give him poison? He must come back to report for the antidote." Guan Li, leader of the Black Tiger Gang, was still a little worried.

"No need for that. We are not cowards like Madam Zeng. The most important thing is that our subordinates feel safe when doing things." Wu Hen waved his hand.

The movie guest Fan Xuan was not far away, so he naturally heard the conversation. He seemed to have made a secret decision in his heart and began to quicken his pace.

After Fan Xuan left, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang gave a thumbs up.

"Sir, you are so good at painting this pie. You can tell at a glance that you are going to be a boss. You have tricked a young and loyal warrior into becoming a man who is willing to sacrifice his life for the country." Guan Li laughed.

"You also work hard, and I will cultivate you to become a famous gang in the Zhenwu Continent." Wu Hen did not forget to pat Guan Li's shoulder.

Guan Li chuckled and said nothing.

The Zhenwu Continent is extremely vast, countless times the size of the land of home. There are many warrior families that have stood for thousands of years, gangs that have been dominating the world for thousands of years, and martial nobles who rule over countless territories. The fight between them and Madam Zeng is equivalent to a fight between one village and another, which is not a big scene at all.

The current situation is not as clear as imagined, so how can we talk about dominating the Zhenwu Continent? There are real gods in the Zhenwu Continent, and any martial god enjoys the worship of hundreds of millions or even billions of people. How can their small local gangs be compared with people of this level? Therefore, it is very unrealistic to be famous in the Zhenwu Continent.

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"Young Master, Young Master, our ambush in Luwei Gorge has been very effective. We have killed many warriors from the Jiang Mansion!" Female college student Cheng Xiaoshan came forward excitedly to report the news.

"Very good, then just let the thieves harass you, don't attack. They are already on guard and won't let you succeed. But you have to focus on one and make them restless." Wu Hen said.

Cheng Xiaoshan took the order and left, climbing up and down the city wall. She was as excited as if she had been injected with several pounds of chicken blood.

"Sir, we have already excavated ten carts of jade spirit ore. Should we put it into the city?" Qing Lei came over and asked.

"Distribute it to the jade craftsmen in the city and ask them to grind out the jade spirit fragments as quickly as possible. Then distribute these jade spirit fragments to all warriors." Wu Hen said.

"Ah? Are they all going to be distributed directly?" Qing Lei was stunned. How could these precious jade spirits be given away for free? Their value is no less than that of a city!
"Qinglei, you can't be stingy when doing big things. We own an entire Yuling mine, and we have only excavated one percent of it now. You continue to let the villagers mine, polish and purify it. Every ore produced will enhance the strength of the warriors. Believe me, in the future every citizen in the city will be able to own a big house and have enough money to train their children to become warriors..." Wu Hen said to Qinglei.

"Can I...can I also become a warrior?" Qing Lei pointed at himself.

"Haha, of course you can, take the jade spirit pieces yourself, don't overburden yourself with spiritual energy, take as much as you can use." Wu Hen said generously. "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." Qing Lei immediately knelt down to thank him.

"Go, my people will need you to manage them in the future. You must give them tangible benefits and hope for a better life, so that they will be loyal to you and willing to work for you." Wu Hen said

"I understand!" Qinglei nodded repeatedly and studied seriously.

The leader of the Black Tiger Gang standing by has become more and more convinced that this young man is a capitalist in his hometown who is good at controlling people's desires!

These pie in the sky, one after another, are all natural and effortless. As the leader of a gang, he always talks to his brothers about loyalty and hard work. Then look at this big capitalist, who only talks to you about the future. It seems that everyone's future is bright, and the current difficulties are just a drizzle, or even jackals and tigers that hinder their progress towards a bright life. There is no fear, only endless hatred!

The originally lifeless Yacheng, after just a few days of adjustment, became like a huge factory. The machines inside were running vigorously and the workers were working energetically. The rusty things became brand new and shiny, and the breath rising from the furnace became hotter and hotter. Everything was developing towards becoming more prosperous, stronger and more powerful.

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Zeng Mansion.

Mrs. Zeng has been feeling a little uneasy these days.

According to the time calculation, the army of Jiang Mansion should have been stationed in Yacheng, but the news sent back was very strange. There was always a feeling that the people of Jiang Mansion were doing something strange.

She was pacing in the room at this moment, and she would order people to go and inquire almost every half hour.

"Mom, if you are worried, I will set off for Wu Ting today and ask my uncle to send more people." Zeng Zhanpeng, the second young master of the Zeng family, said.

"I'm not worried about any trouble that Yacheng will cause, but I'm worried that Jiang Lang will have ulterior motives and tell other forces about this. It's hard to say whether we can hold on to the mine in the next six months." Mrs. Zeng said.

"You are right to worry." Zeng Zhanpeng said.

"Then let's set off. It will take you at least half a year to travel back and forth to Wuting to bring back your uncle's warriors..." said Mrs. Zeng.

"Okay, then you must eliminate all forces in this territory as soon as possible and make sure to keep Yacheng firmly in your own hands." Zeng Zhanpeng said, then stood up and left.

Mrs. Zeng went to the door specially to see her son off.

After much thought, she decided that the Yuling Mine was too dazzling. If it was too bright, it would definitely attract a large number of coveters. She thought it would be better to tell her eldest brother in Wu Tingzhong about this matter and let him make the decision.

"lady……"

The old counselor in the mansion came slowly forward, without even having time to wipe the rain off his face.

"So, are there any living rebels in Yacheng?" asked Mrs. Zeng.

"Madam... the Jiang Mansion's warrior army suffered a crushing defeat, with only about 30% of the troops left escaping in all directions." The old strategist said tremblingly.

"How can we let those who know the truth escape? They must all be killed!" Mrs. Zeng said angrily.

"Madam, madam, it is the Jiang Mansion's army that is fleeing in all directions." said the old strategist.

"Haha, old man, please don't tell such unlucky jokes." Mrs. Zeng said.

"Madam, the Jiang family's army was defeated, and most of our guests died. What I said is the truth!" The old strategist raised his voice a few degrees.

Madam Zeng's pupils shrank, and she recalled the three sentences that the old counselor said. Then she put on a weird smile and asked, "You mean, the nearly ten thousand warriors of the Jiang Mansion and the one hundred shadow guests we sent out were defeated by Yacheng, which needed our charity and protection a few months ago?"

"Yes... yes." The old strategist knelt down immediately. As long as Madam Zeng smiled with one cheek, it meant that she was really angry!

"Then why are you kneeling here?" Madam Zeng suddenly drew out the sword of the guard behind her, held the sword with both hands and chopped off the head of the old strategist who was kneeling on the ground!
The old strategist's entire body exploded, and his flesh, blood and hair scattered on the wet doorsteps. Not a single piece of his body was left.

I don’t know how much inner energy Mrs. Zeng had injected into this knife. The inner energy was still exploding, even lifting the rain curtain!
"They are indeed a bunch of useless things. Soldiers in the mansion, listen to my orders and follow me to conquer Yacheng!" When Mrs. Zeng said this, she was no longer uneasy.

You have to do it yourself.

This is good, so I don't have to ask my subordinates to report useless information.

In person, everything is under your control.

Those warriors in Jiang Mansion are really a bunch of good-for-nothings just as the rumors say!
(End of this chapter)