City Marshal

Yunshui Mountain Residence, Eighth Master's study.

Chu Tian was quietly grinding ink for Ba Ye, with a solemn and respectful expression.

Ba Ye looked at his adoptive son who could shake his feet in Shanghai, but had no airs in front of him, and he was very relieved.

"Father, use ink." Chu Tian gently put the ink in front of Ba Ye.

Ba Ye shot his eyes, picked up the pen and dipped the ink, and wrote "moving" smoothly on the white rice paper. The whole font was completed in one go, exuding a calm atmosphere.

Chu Tian's heart skipped a beat, he knew that Ba Ye had something to say, so he pricked up his ears to listen.

Sure enough, after Ba Ye put down his pen, he walked half a circle around the room, opened the curtains, and said calmly, "Chu Tian, ​​do you know the ancient emperor's trade-off technique?"

"I know, keep each other in check, and don't let any one party become powerful." Chu Tian is familiar with history, so he naturally knows what tricks the ancient emperors played: "If one party insists on becoming powerful, it must be killed to protect the safety of the royal family."

Ba Ye nodded, looked at Chu Tian approvingly, and said, "You are right, do you know that you are in danger now?"

Chu Tian thought about it for a while, but he still shook his head and said, "Please make it clear from the adoptive father."

"He boldly will be transferred to the capital next month." Ba Ye told Chu Tian the news he heard: "He boldly left, no one in Shanghai can hold you down, tell me, will the heavenly court let you go?" How long have you dominated one side?"

Chu Tian thought about it for a while, then nodded: "A tree that is beautiful in the forest, the wind will urge it, and Shuai Jun has a firm foothold in Shanghai, so it is easy to attract wind."

"If He Bold hadn't been transferred, the Chinese government felt that He Bold's power and prestige over the years would be enough to contain you." Eighth Master opened the teapot and set out an exquisite teacup and said, "Maybe it won't touch you."

Chu Tian took over the conversation, and said with a smile, "He boldly leaves, I'm afraid no one will be able to suppress me in Shanghai, so it's inevitable that he will become murderous."

"For the Celestial Dynasty government, either, the handsome army is so powerful that they can move their hair and lead the whole body, and they have some scruples." Ba Ye skillfully soaked the fragrance of Guanyin, and said peacefully: "Or, you make them feel that you are so small. Nothing to worry about."

Chu Tian seemed to understand a little bit. He washed the teacup with boiling hot water, and said lightly: "This is why people kill pigs more than tigers and ants. The former is fearful, while the latter is disdainful."

Ba Ye smiled slightly, this adopted son is really smart, he can tell a little bit, and said: "In the Celestial Dynasty, all the gangsters are under the supervision of the Celestial Government, don't laugh at their incompetence, they let you survive and develop, yes I think you are still worth using. If you are only a toubob, maybe, once He boldly leaves, you will become the first fire for new officials to take office in the future. After all, who is the toubob? You, supporting the other, not only produces political achievements but also cultivates your own power, why not do it?"

"The plan will be released?" Chu Tian carefully picked up the hot tea and gently put it in front of Ba Ye.

Ba Ye touched the edge, turned it gently, letting the fragrance of tea into his nostrils, and said the eight-character mantra lightly: "Sly Rabbit Three Caves, rush out of Shanghai."

A stream of tea shot into Chu Tian's throat like a sharp arrow, hot but mellow.

After Chu Tian finished talking about the business, when he walked to the door of Yunshui Shanju, he saw Uncle Zhong. When Uncle Zhong saw Chu Tian, ​​he hurriedly said respectfully, "Hi, young master."

"Uncle Zhong, why are you at the door? Did you wait for me specially? What's the matter?" Chu Tian could tell at a glance that Uncle Zhong had something on his mind that he wanted to tell him. Question: "Uncle Zhong, if you have anything to do, just ask, I, Chutian, will help if I can.

Uncle Zhong quickly shook his head, smiled and said, "I, I have nothing to help." Then he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, the day after tomorrow is Ba Ye's birthday, but Ba Ye only wants to have a meal with his family, but , I thought, this is a big day."

Chu Tian understood Uncle Zhong's intention. Uncle Zhong wanted to celebrate Ba Ye's birthday vigorously, but he didn't want to make too much publicity. That's why Uncle Zhong came to him, hoping that he could convince Ba Ye.

Chu Tian smiled, and said to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, you can arrange it with confidence, I will tell my adoptive father, and I have to celebrate anyway, otherwise I, Chu Tian, ​​will be laughed at by my friends in the world ?”

Uncle Zhong's eyes showed joy, and he said happily: "Then I will obey the young master's orders, and I will ignore him no matter how much the Eighth Master scolds me." With Chu Tian's support, Uncle Zhong's confidence was immediately strengthened.

Chu Tian nodded, walked to Uncle Zhong and said, "Remember to invite all the big names in Shanghai to make Ba Ye happy."

This afternoon, Chu Tian was looking at the map on the wall, and several high-level officials of Shuai Jun, Hai Zi, Guang Zi, Hei Jian and Deng Chao were standing beside him.

Chu Tian seemed to be lost in thought, thinking about how to arrange the manpower. Shuai Jun has already established himself in Shanghai's underworld, but if he stays in a corner and doesn't want to make progress, as Ba Ye said, he will not be swallowed up by other gangs. Killed by the Celestial Dynasty.

After thinking for a while, Chutian drew a few circles on the map with his red pen, and turned to Haizi and the others and said, "Shuaijun needs to start expanding now, but it is a big taboo to rush. My idea is to use Shanghai as the backup center." , slowly annexing the surrounding cities, and Suzhou, Jiaxing, Hangzhou, and Ningbo are the first to bear the brunt, and Yangzhou, Nanjing, and Xuancheng, which are farther away, are the second batch, so as to control the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. I don’t know what you mean? "

Haizi and the others looked at the map and nodded. Chutian's analysis made sense. If you can't eat a big fat man in one bite, the best strategy is to take your time step by step.

Deng Chao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Young Marshal, there are no major problems in several cities in Suzhou, and the biggest problem is Hangzhou."

"Tang Dalong?" Chu Tian said without hesitation: "Master Deng thinks that Tang Dalong in Hangzhou is too deep and powerful to move?"

Deng Chao nodded. Unexpectedly, Chutian would react so quickly, and said, "Yes, I dare not say that the whole of Hangzhou belongs to Tang Dalong, but it is true that no force from the outside can penetrate into Hangzhou. Tang Dalong has countless elite soldiers and fierce generals. He shook his feet, and the whole of Hangzhou would shake. He is known as the "real mayor", and with Shuaijun's current strength, it may be difficult to overthrow him."

Chu Tian smiled slightly, touched his nose, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I will find a way to get in and get a share of this Hangzhou." Chu Tian thought to himself, Tang Dalong has done so many things to deal with him, and he will give him everything. It shouldn't be too much to force him to give up three points of Hangzhou's world with some compensation, right?

Deng Chao knew that Chutian had his own sense of proportion in doing things, so he stopped talking, and changed the topic of Tang Dalong in Hangzhou, saying, "I don't know how the young commander plans to arrange the manpower in other cities?"

Chu Tian picked up the red pen, pointed at 'Suzhou' and said, "Suzhou is the closest to Shanghai, so Brother Youguang took two hundred brothers to find a way to gain a foothold."

Photon muttered: "I don't think I'm impulsive, so I arranged for the nearest Suzhou, and I can find support from Shanghai if I have something to do."

Haizi and the others all laughed, it seems that this photon is quite exciting, Chu Tian smiled and patted Guangzi's shoulder and said: "Brother Guang, don't think too much, you can take Suzhou in the shortest time, and then ruthlessly Humiliate Brother Hai and the others."

When Guangzi heard it, it made sense, he quickly touched his bald head and smiled, blinked at Haizi, as if saying, let me humiliate you when the time comes.

"Brother Hai, you take two hundred brothers to finish Ningbo." Chu Tian pointed to 'Ningbo', regained his calm tone, and said, "Brother Hai, you may have to work hard, after all, there are many things that are difficult to follow in Shanghai across Hangzhou." Echo, so you need to be more careful yourself."

Haizi nodded. Although there are difficulties, as long as he stands firm, he can attack Tang Dalong in Hangzhou from north to south.

Chu Tian put his hand on 'Jiaxing', turned his head to look at Heijian, and said with a smile, "Jiaxing will be hard for Brother Heijian, you can allocate the staff according to the situation."

Hei Jian looked at Chu Tian gratefully. Chu Tian's words gave him a lot of freedom and a lot of trust. Hundreds of elite disciples conquered Jiaxing, then left Shuaijun and set up another branch; Deng Chao also saw it, and sighed in his heart, he had seen countless people, and only Chutian could really be able to employ people without doubt.

Hei Jian knelt down and looked at Chu Tian: "Hei Jian is grateful for the young commander's trust, but Hei Jian would like to be the same as the hall masters. Two hundred handsome men are enough, and he vowed to win Jiaxing for the young commander."

Chu Tian took a step forward, held up Hei Jian, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Hei Jian, you didn't take Jiaxing for me, but for the handsome army. The glory and wealth belong to everyone, and I'm just one of the masters." people."

Hei Jian nodded. It was really a blessing for him to be able to keep up with such a young commander. He had already made up his mind that his life belonged to Chu Tian.

Now Deng Chao has a deeper respect for this young man than before. When Chu Tian spoke just now, he had been watching from the sidelines. He found that this young man not only had more skill in speaking than Hu, but also had a special charm that could make everyone laugh. Anyone who saw him for the first time wanted to get close to him, and this kindness did not damage his majesty. Due to years of personal experience, Deng Chao knew how difficult it is for a person to be respected and loved by others.

"Chairman Deng sits in Shanghai, watching all directions with his eyes, distinguishing his surroundings with his ears, and coordinating the needs of all the Hallmasters at any time." Chu Tian looked at Deng Chao who was slightly dazed, and said with a smile.

Deng Chao came back to his senses, smiled brightly, and said, "Deng Chao obeys the orders of the young commander."

"Brother Guang, how is the training of your dead soldiers?" Chu Tian remembered an important question: "Can it be put into use?"

When Guangzi heard Chu Tian asked about this matter, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, third brother, now is the third batch. The first two batches have a total of 80 people, and all of them have passed the training."

"I tested it, and I can only deal with five." Haizi described the combat effectiveness of the personnel in detail.

Chu Tian nodded approvingly. He was already very strong. Before, Haizi could deal with more than a dozen people, so he said, "Okay, thank you, Brother Guang. When we act, assign 20 people to each hall master as secret weapons."

Photon happily nodded in agreement, what an exciting thing it is to let the hall masters see the dead soldiers he trained by Photon.

"Young commander, when will we start to act?" Deng Chao stepped forward and asked Chu Tian.

"Ten days later." Chu Tian already had a plan in mind, and said with a smile, "In these ten days, everyone should study carefully and get the maximum benefit with the minimum loss."

There was an irrepressible longing on everyone's faces, ten days later, the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas would suddenly be stormy.

After Chutian finished the work, he felt a sense of relief, and let his brothers out. Even though Shanghai received the attention of the Chinese government, his iron-blooded men were still there.

In the courtyard of a farmhouse in the suburbs of Hangzhou, Zhou Rongfa met the person he wanted to meet. The place where this person lived was just like his clothes, neat, simple and plain.

In the yard, a middle-aged man was cutting some branches with a machete. The machete here is not sharp at all, and even a little rusty. It is more appropriate to say that it is a piece of iron than a machete.

But it was this piece of rusty iron sheet that was peeled off from the dead branches and leaves of the tree and fell down, and the fracture was very smooth and smooth. God knows how he peeled it off.

Zhou Rongfa carefully looked at the unattractive middle-aged man in front of him, put a box of cash in front of him, and said clearly: "This is the initial remuneration of 100 million, and after the completion, I will give another 100 million."

The middle-aged man's machete did not stop. It seemed that what Zhou Rongfa said was just numbers and had no effect on him. He just spit out a few words: "Person, location?"

Middle-aged people have always hated "superfluous", never do superfluous things, and never want superfluous decorations.And never say superfluous words, because superfluous is waste, and only stupid people waste.

A fool must perish.

"The materials are all in the box." Zhou Rongfa pointed to the box and said, "Ten days."

The middle-aged man shook his right hand, cut off a dead branch the size of his wrist, and said calmly, "You can go."

Zhou Rongfa was taken aback for a moment, there are still many details left unsaid, why did he tell himself to leave?But looking at the wolf-like eyes of the middle-aged man, and the wolfishness exuding from his body, I felt a little more fearful, gritted my teeth, said nothing, looked at the 100 million on the ground, and didn't look back out of the yard.

The middle-aged man cut off all the dead branches and rotten leaves, looked at the green trees fluttering in the wind, and raised a smug smile at the corner of his mouth. This is his masterpiece, the masterpiece of 'Wild Wolf', a brutal perfection.

The middle-aged man stretched, picked up the box with one foot, slapped the box open with his palm, glanced at the bright red banknote, then took out a photo from it, glanced at it, and threw it lightly, and then the money in his hand The machete flew over, nailed the photo to the tree, and hit the throat of the person in the photo under the bright smile.

The setting sun slanted, and the sun shone on the face of the middle-aged man, mottled and bright.