I bought a secret manual of the Hehuan Sect for ten yuan.

On the dimly lit riverbank, a dozen or so vans roared by.

One after another, nearly a hundred men got off the car.

Qin Ge was extremely surprised. Wasn't Yao Ji just a small-time guy? How could he have summoned so many people?

However, he wasn't afraid. He had already surveyed the surrounding area and knew the route. If he couldn't win, he would just run away.

Qin Ge's decision to have Yaoji call for reinforcements wasn't entirely a lapse of judgment. Besides wanting to resolve the issue completely, he also wanted to test his skills and see just how strong the third level of Qi Refining was.

There's also a deeper purpose!

"The...the president?!"

The person who called for the chicken was startled by the scene; he hadn't expected so many people to come.

When he saw a middle-aged man dressed head-to-toe in Armani get out of the car, he could no longer hold back.

When Yaoji called to call for help, she was worried that the Chamber of Commerce would not take it seriously, so she embellished the story a little, saying that someone had provoked the Qingshan Chamber of Commerce and insulted its president, Hu Qingshan!

Unexpectedly, this alarmed Vice President Hong Zhendong, and Yaoji panicked.

The Qingshan Chamber of Commerce was founded by Hu Qingshan, who is also its president.

However, Hu Qingshan has been semi-retired in recent years, and has handed over all matters, big and small, to Vice President Hong Zhendong.

As long as Hu Qingshan doesn't appear, Hong Zhendong is effectively the current president of the Qingshan Chamber of Commerce. People in the chamber are used to calling Hong Zhendong the president, not the vice president.

And that middle-aged man dressed head-to-toe in Armani was Hong Zhendong!

"Who dares to provoke our Aoyama Chamber of Commerce?"

Hong Zhendong lit a cigar and strode forward with an arrogant air, surrounded by his underlings.

Yaoji jumped, then quickly stepped forward, pointing at Qin Ge and saying, "President, it's this kid!"

Hong Zhendong squinted and looked in the direction Yaoji was pointing, scrutinizing Qin Ge for a while. "Are you sure?"

"Snap—"

Without warning, Hong Zhendong slapped Yaoji across the face, saying, "You little bastard, did you give false information?"

"A mere brat, does he dare to provoke the Green Mountain Chamber of Commerce all by himself?"

"Do you think I'm stupid, that I'm just a pawn?"

Seeing stars, Yaoji said pitifully, "President, I'm not lying, it really is him!"

He said our Aoyama Chamber of Commerce is just a bunch of thugs and hooligans, a bunch of lowlifes who only bully students!

"He also beat us up; our injuries prove it!"

"Really?" Hong Zhendong exhaled a smoke ring and looked Qin Ge up and down again. "Was what they said wrong?"

"What are you if not thugs and hooligans?"

His gaze swept over the group behind Yaoji. "All of you can't even beat a skinny, weakling. You're a disgrace to me!"

These words surprised Qin Ge. Hong Zhendong was indeed an interesting person.

Hong Zhendong beckoned to Qin Ge, "Kid, where are you from?"

"Did you really take on several of them all by yourself?"

"Why don't you join me from now on? Join the Qingshan Chamber of Commerce, and I guarantee you a bright future!"

Zhu Yang, who was hiding behind Yao Ji's companions, immediately changed his expression upon hearing this. He was excited to see Qin Ge get beaten up after seeing so many people Yao Ji had brought!

No, the plot can't go like this!

Hong Zhendong, you're a triad boss, what are you doing playing the "treat the virtuous and humble" card? Do you even understand how to play this game?

Qin Ge beat up your underlings. Shouldn't you bring your men over here to give Qin Ge a good beating to save face before you talk about anything else?

"I didn't expect you to appreciate talent so much!" Qin Ge was almost stumped by Hong Zhendong's move. "Let's fight first!"

"If you win, I might consider your suggestion."

"Cough cough cough—" Hong Zhendong choked, coughing violently for a while before he calmed down. "Kid, do you want to hear what you're saying?"

"Can't you see how many people are here?"

"Or are you really not afraid of death?"

Qin Ge said casually, "Will you fight or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"Keep an eye on your underlings, and don't let them cause any more trouble for my classmate!"

Hong Zhendong chuckled and gestured, "This kid's too rude. Let's beat him up and teach him a lesson about how to talk to me!"

Upon hearing this, a dozen or so men immediately rubbed their hands together and surrounded Qin Ge, all with wicked smiles and eyes that looked like they were looking at prey.

"Don't underestimate them; this number isn't enough!"

Qin Ge's gaze swept quickly over the crowd, then he lowered his body and swept his right leg out horizontally along the ground.

The three men at the front were immediately swept to the ground, and Qin Ge charged out like a cheetah, his figure weaving through the crowd.

Screams erupted as more than a dozen men, caught off guard, collapsed to the ground.

"A martial arts master?" Hong Zhendong's eyes widened. "Attack! All of you, attack!"

He rolled up his sleeves, took a deep drag on his cigar, and stared intently at Qin Ge.

Nearly a hundred burly men, a dark mass, rushed towards Qin Ge.

Instead of retreating, Qin Ge advanced. With the support of his Qi Refining Level 3 cultivation, his speed and strength far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Nearly a hundred strong men fell one after another like paper before Qin Ge, and the riverbank was filled with cries of despair.

In less than ten minutes, nearly half of the hundred people collapsed, rolling on the ground and groaning in pain.

The remaining people were terrified and retreated repeatedly, no one daring to step forward again.

Hong Zhendong, Yaoji, and the others were completely petrified on the spot.

Zhu Yang and the others were numb and couldn't believe their eyes.

Why is Qin Ge so good at fighting? Is he even human?

What's this? Are we making The Matrix?

"Am I wrong about you guys? You really are low-life thugs!"

Qin Ge clapped his hands and slowly walked towards Hong Zhendong.

Hong Zhendong panicked. "What are you all standing there for? Get up there, get up there!"

"Do you expect me to do it myself? Do you know how expensive this outfit is?"

"boom--"

A sudden gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew toward the back of Qin Ge's head.

Qin Ge sensed something, his pupils contracted sharply, and his head instinctively tilted to one side as the bullet grazed past his ear.

As the gunshot pierced the night sky, everyone at the scene fell silent; even the wails ceased.

When they saw that Qin Ge was unharmed, they all gasped in shock.

Dozens of meters behind Qin Ge, a tall, thin man gripped a gun in both hands, his eyes wide as bull's eggs, filled with disbelief.

"Who the hell told you to shoot?!"

"boom--"

Before Hong Zhendong could even speak angrily, the tall, thin man pulled the trigger again.

Qin Ge's eyes narrowed, and his right hand shot out like lightning, his index and middle fingers firmly catching the high-speed bullet.

When the first bullet flew past, Qin Ge had a feeling that the bullet's speed didn't seem to be very fast.

He was now basically certain that, as long as there wasn't a hail of bullets, small-caliber pistols wouldn't pose much of a threat to him, given his Qi Refining Stage 3 strength.

There was a deathly silence all around, followed by gasps of shock.

"If I don't come out soon, I'm really going to die!"

Qin Ge flicked the bullet in his hand, knocking the pistol out of the tall, thin man's hand, and then suddenly shouted.

Hong Zhendong and the others, who were already confused, were even more confused. Who was he talking to?