Chapter 38 Red Tiger Fist Manual
As the voice came, a majestic figure walked out from the inner room, walking like a dragon and a tiger.

An invisible will shook the area, and the Red Tiger Gang's small leaders and many disciples covered their heads.

Qin Jiang also felt a little dizzy. He turned around to look at the person who came. He felt like he was facing a giant tiger patrolling the mountains. He had to focus his eyes to see clearly.

He was wearing a black cloak with a red tiger descending from the mountain embroidered on the left sleeve, looking extremely fierce.

He has a square face, a beard, and thick black hair. He looks to be in his prime, without any signs of old age. It is impossible to tell that he is from the same generation as Wang Minglang.

The man let out a light "eh". He didn't expect that besides Wang Minglang, there was someone who could withstand the pressure of his fist.

Wang Minglang let go of Qin Jiang's hand and turned to look at the person who came. "Old Nie, long time no see."

His voice was calm, but Qin Jiang could hear a hint of anger in Wang Minglang's voice.

"Yeah, it's been a while. Would you like to sit down for a while? I guess you joined the Red Tiger Gang for this doll, right?"

Nie Dongsheng looked at Qin Jiang, his eyes slightly narrowed with a hint of disdain.

"You have practiced Kung Fu quite well. You can actually block the pressure from my fist."

Wang Minglang's eyes turned cold. "Then you don't have to worry about it! Just give me a straight answer."

"Tsk, a straightforward statement?"

Nie Dongsheng laughed when he heard this, and laughed exaggeratedly, holding his stomach. "Sure! Since Wang Minglang came in person, how could I not give you this face?"

At this point, he changed the subject and tilted his head slightly, "However, I heard that your disciple has already practiced the Iron Arm Fist to the third level, right? Doesn't that mean you can serve as a deacon?"

Gee tut.

He shook his head slightly. "I can't just casually decide the position of deacon. Besides, if you don't have any merit, you can't win the support of the people, right? How about the big boss? How about that?"

Wang Minglang was silent for a moment, "The big boss is fine too."

Nie Dongsheng curled his lips with an exaggerated expression of surprise, "The big boss is also okay?
Tsk! To be honest, the position of the big boss is not that easy to get. Even if you have the recommendation of the former hall master, you still have to report to the headquarters. "

As he said this, he looked at Qin Jiang and said jokingly, "How about this, kid, you come and follow me! I'll guarantee you the position of deacon, how about that?"

Wang Minglang's eyes widened slightly when he heard that, and with a bit of nervousness, he glanced at Qin Jiang inconspicuously.

Qin Jiang picked his ear and glanced at Nie Dongsheng. "Uncle Wang, shall we go? He can't make the decision anyway, so why not just go directly to the headquarters."

Wang Minglang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Nie Dongsheng, "Alright, then I won't bother Elder Nie anymore."

After saying that, he directly pulled Qin Jiang away.

Nie Dongsheng looked at the two people leaving, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and his gaze fell on the small boss of the casino.

"What did you call him just now? Fourth Master?"

The little leader stood up straight abruptly, cold sweat pouring down his face, his throat rolling uncontrollably, and he spoke with a trembling voice, "Elder, Zhang, I, I."

He was already trying very hard to control his body, but facing the intimidation of the fist of a master in the divine realm at such a close distance still made him tremble uncontrollably.

"Humph! I know you still remember his kindness, but you'd better figure out who you are working for!"

Nie Dongsheng flicked his sleeves and turned away.

Outside the gambling house, Qin Jiang looked back, his eyes deep and cold.

Wang Minglang looked at Qin Jiang with a gentle gaze, "Let's go, Jiang'er. After we report to the headquarters this time, we should be able to get the Red Tiger Fist Manual. Let's go quickly to avoid being tripped up by that guy named Nie."

After saying that, he stopped a carriage on the road.

At first the carriage owner was reluctant, but after Wang Minglang showed the Red Tiger Order, he got off the carriage on his own initiative and left the coachman to the two of them.

In the carriage, Qin Jiang lifted the door curtain and looked, then turned to look at Wang Minglang, "Uncle Wang, who is that Nie Dongsheng?"

Wang Minglang sighed, "Back then, I competed with him for the position of elder in the gang, and I won by one move, but this guy didn't follow the rules and actually dared to sneak attack me.

My heart meridian was damaged, and it was difficult for me to make any progress in martial arts. Although he was also punished, he was not disabled after all.

I was so discouraged that I went to the north of the city to teach martial arts." "I see." Qin Jiang nodded slightly.

Wang Minglang raised his hand slightly, "You don't have to avenge me, and don't blame the gang leader. When he was competing for resources with the Qiuye Gang in Luoshan City, he needed people at the time, and he had no choice.

Over the years, he has compensated me a lot, which is enough to make up for it."

His heart meridians have been damaged over the years, and the nourishing medicines have always been provided by the gang leader. Otherwise, he would have died several years ago.

In fact, to put it nicely, he made countless contributions to the Red Tiger Gang and his work was of great merit.

But in fact, after he was disabled, he was just a warrior in the Divine Will Realm with damaged heart meridians. It was not worth wasting so many resources.

"I understand." Qin Jiang said.

Wang Minglang nodded and continued, "Let me tell you about the gang's structure so that you don't offend anyone because of some common sense.

The Red Tiger Gang consists of the gang leader Lu Xuanwu, three elders, and six hall masters. Each hall master has two deacons under him, and each deacon has four big bosses under him. Each big boss has two small bosses under him.

As for the small leaders, each of them can command a dozen to fifty gang members, and the total number of the Red Tiger Gang has now exceeded three thousand."

At this point, he paused for a moment, and then continued, "In addition to these, there is another position, which is the Hall Master's First Seat. This is the position of the next successor to the Gang Master, and its status is much higher than that of the Elder.

However, the first seat has been vacant for a long time now. "

Qin Jiang nodded slightly. It was only at this moment that he realized how powerful the Red Tiger Gang was.

The total population of Black Mountain City would not exceed 100,000, but there were more than 3,000 members of the Red Tiger Gang, nearly one-thirtieth of the population.

It’s better not to call it Black Mountain City, but Red Tiger City.

The carriage moved forward and soon arrived in front of a huge mansion.

The gate was open and painted red. The copper base on which the door knocker was hung was made of two huge copper tiger heads.

The walls on both sides of the door extended for who knows how far, and in terms of grandeur, it was even grander than the county lieutenant's mansion!
On the black plaque, the three characters "Red Tiger Gang" were written in red paint in a flamboyant style.

This is the headquarters of the Red Tiger Gang, located in Kaimingfang, one of the sixteen wards, and occupies almost one-tenth of the land of Kaimingfang.

At this time, a white-haired old man was standing outside the mansion. He was wearing gray cloth and was less than 1.7 meters tall. He looked like an ordinary old man.

Wang Minglang lifted the curtain, saw the person standing there, and got off the carriage. He walked quickly to the old man and said, "Boss! Why are you here?"

The old man chuckled, "Old Wang, you are here. I am in Black Mountain City, so I must have some ears and eyes."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Wang Minglang on the shoulder, then looked at Qin Jiang who had stepped off the carriage, "This is Xiaohong's brother, right?"

Wang Minglang's eyes dimmed when he heard this, "Yes, his name is Qin Jiang."

He waved at Qin Jiang, "Jiang'er, this is Gang Leader Lu, come and meet him."

Qin Jiang walked closer and bowed slightly, "Junior Qin Jiang, meeting Gang Leader Lu."

Lu Xuanwu smiled, glanced at Qin Jiang, and after a moment he said with some surprise: "Not bad, your foundation is very solid, and it seems that you have also learned other martial arts."

Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect this person's eyesight was so good.

“I’ve practiced health-preserving exercises before,” he said.

Lu Xuanwu nodded, "That's right. Let's go in and talk."

Led by Lu Xuanwu, the three of them walked into the Red Tiger Gang headquarters. As soon as they entered the headquarters, a fresh bamboo fragrance hit them in the face.

Qin Jiang looked forward and saw a large red bamboo forest with leaves that looked like fire.

He recognized that it was red-leaf bamboo, a not-so-rare medicinal herb, but he had never imagined that someone could actually grow such a large area of ​​it.

This bamboo forest alone is worth ten thousand taels of silver!
Continuing forward, the three of them came to a side room. After walking in, Qin Jiang noticed a wooden plate on the table in the living room.

There was a black robe and a thin book on the wooden tray. Written on the book were the three words "Red Tiger Fist".

(End of this chapter)

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