Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 25 Insects
With the beheading of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the morale of the Shaolin Temple side plummeted!

But Shaolin Temple is an ancient temple that is hundreds of years old, so it naturally has a backup plan.

On the small path in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, two middle-aged monks and several young monks were fleeing in panic.

Unfortunately, the Money Gang was already prepared.

After several monks finally escaped from Mount Song, a huge net dropped from the sky and covered them tightly.

A pale white dog came out from the shadows and said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The dark-faced black dog appeared out of nowhere and said, "Too long! Call it a day!"

Along with them came a dozen or so members of the Money Gang. They were all from all walks of life in the underworld, and although they might not have great abilities, they had many unconventional ways.

They are all subordinates of the Money Gang's boss, and are mainly responsible for tracking the enemy and collecting intelligence.

They have a nice name, Feixuetang.

This means that not even a snowflake can escape their pursuit.

But the other people in the Money Gang call them "Dog Hall"!
After hearing this, they did not feel ashamed but proud, and called themselves loyal lackeys of Gang Leader Li Xunhuan.

After the black and white dogs finished dealing with the monks, the white dog looked at the mountain and said, "There are those people from the Turtle Hall and those weirdos from the Pig Hall. There must be no problem on the mountain. Let's go back and report!"

Guitang is the hall of rules.

Black Dog nodded and said, "In the entire Money Gang, only our Dog Hall is the most normal! No wonder Deputy Gang Leader Shangguan has more white hair recently!"

The white dog said: "So what? We are loyal to Boss Li, as long as Boss Li doesn't have white hair!"

The black dog said, "That's right!"

They took several sleepy monks and walked along the mountain road for about an hour. They arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain, met the other people in the Dog Hall, and reported to Shangguan Jinhong together with the dog leader Zhuge Lei.

Shangguan Jinhong was still wearing the bronze mask. He looked at the fleeing monks with satisfaction and said, "What about other routes?"

Gou Tang set up eighteen checkpoints in Songshan Mountain to intercept escaping monks.

Zhuge Lei said: "There is no news yet. I think the Shaolin Temple is in a hurry, so they should be prepared for those who escape along the way."

Shangguan Jinhong said: "Keep guarding, arrange for people to take turns to guard for seven consecutive days."

Zhuge Lei said: "As you command!"

Li Xunhuan is the leader of the Jinqian Gang, but he is a hands-off boss, so Shangguan Jinhong is usually the one who issues orders.

Unexpectedly, the Jinqian Gang was not hollowed out by Shangguan Jinhong, but many people were loyal to Li Xunhuan.

Because Li Xunhuan did not use the code of conduct or his own preferences to manage the Money Gang, but rather used rules.

Under the rules of the Money Gang, everyone is treated equally. The Money Gang kills those who don't follow the rules more cruelly than those outside the gang.

The rule is that money is in everyone's best interest.

Therefore, many people are convinced by Li Xunhuan. Many people even regard Li Xunhuan as an idol, and many "young women" in the fried chicken restaurant are willing to bear children for Li Xunhuan.

Shangguan Jinhong looked at the Shaolin Temple on the mountain and fell into deep thought.

After razing Shaolin, the next target will be the big martial arts sects. They will be pulled out one by one like nails, and then the entire martial arts world will be controlled by their money gang.

This is a task that has never been accomplished by predecessors!
Thinking of this, Shangguan Jinhong also felt his blood boiling. If a man can accomplish this in his lifetime, his life will not be in vain!

Suddenly, he saw black smoke coming out of the mountain. His face changed and he asked, "Who set the fire?"

After taking over Shaolin Temple, the property of Shaolin Temple belongs to the Money Gang. Setting fire to the temple now is not burning Shaolin Temple, but burning the temple of the Money Gang!
Burning the money of the Money Gang!
"Hurry up and put out the fire!" he ordered the dog boss Zhuge Lei.

Zhuge Lei took action, but said in a sarcastic tone: "The Rule Hall is so careless in doing things, no wonder it is called the Turtle Hall!"

Shangguan Jinhong was wearing a mask, so no one could see his expression.

He was the one who brought Jing Wuming into the Money Gang, and the Rule Hall was full of his old teammates. Zhuge Lei was not in the Yin-Yang Rule Hall, but in Yin-Yang He.

It was just that Zhuge Lei kept saying that he was Li Xunhuan's most loyal lackey, so he couldn't get rid of him. He sighed as he watched Zhuge Lei and the other two dogs.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The same is true within a gang.

It is normal for people from the three halls to look down on each other.

In just two months, they were able to win over so many people and sweep across the underworld, all thanks to the powerful military force of the Money Gang.

The people from the three halls just looked down on each other and did not fight, which was already very good.

The Money Gang was now more powerful than he had ever dreamed of, and he had never fought such a wealthy battle.

There is no need to give face to any of the underworld ethics or underworld families.

Anyway, anyone who stands in the way of the Money Gang will die!

The Money Gang is too strong!

This way of competing for supremacy in the martial arts world is less thrilling but more secure.

So, he was very happy and also very melancholy.

There is nothing more joyful than watching your gang's territory grow bigger day by day.

He was sad because he had to devote a lot of his energy to dealing with the gang's internal affairs.

For example, getting rid of those who break the rules in the gang.

For example, reconciling the conflicts among the three halls.

He increasingly felt like he had turned into an old nanny. As long as he could appease and command the three leaders in the gang, this world would be theirs sooner or later.

As for...how to pacify and command the three halls within the gang rules, that's the problem.

If he used his own method, the people of these three halls would collapse sooner or later. But according to Li Xunhuan's method, many of them were against his wishes.

Even if it went against his own wishes, he had to do it.

He had to obey Li Xunhuan's methods, ideas and wishes.

Because this is the second in command, he has to do it.

In the eyes of others, he was only one step away from Li Xunhuan, and he was second only to Li Xunhuan in the Money Gang. But only he knew that the gap between him and Li Xunhuan was too big.

The difference between the top leader and the second-in-command is not just the difference between “one” and “two” with one less stroke.

Just then, the black smoke on the mountain slowly dissipated, and after a while, Jing Wuming came to him.

He asked: "What's going on?"

Jing Wuming said: "The bald donkey set fire to the Sutra Library."

Shangguan Jinhong sneered and said, "What's the use of those scriptures? If they were useful, would we have destroyed them?"

The thing that the Money Gang has the most of is martial arts!

What is the relationship between the mysterious elder who teaches martial arts and Li Xunhuan?
How can we bribe this elder who teaches martial arts?
If it can be bought, then...

An unknown thought arose in Shangguan Jinhong's mind.

A carrier pigeon landed beside him and he took the letter off it.

The content of the letter was very simple. Li Xunhuan returned to the headquarters of the Jinqian Gang with a woman and an old man.

After reading the letter, Shangguan Jinhong tore it up.

Okay, okay, I'll stay here in Shaolin Temple!
You go out into the world to kidnap little girls!

How can we run the Money Gang if we are with such insects?
(End of this chapter)