Becoming a saint begins with apprenticing under the last martial arts champion.

Upon hearing this, Lu Changqing quickly put down his chopsticks and strode over.

Ever since he started fishing, Cui Zhen has been coming to the fishing spot before 4 a.m. every day.

Upon opening the courtyard gate, one sees Cui Zhen dressed in an old, bright red cheongsam with black stockings, looking quite world-weary, her eyes revealing her weariness.

"You asked me to find out about the Tiger Head Gang before, and now I have some information," Cui Zhen said with a smile, getting straight to the point.

Wang Laizi is dead.

But Lu Changqing kept the Tiger Head Gang in mind when Lu Changqing mentioned it.

After all, having someone who wants your life hanging over you, even if they don't pose a direct threat for the time being, will still make you feel uneasy.

Cui Zhen also said that since he had access to people from the Tiger Head Gang, he asked him to help investigate.

Unexpectedly, it has now actually come to a result.

Lu Changqing immediately pressed, "What news? Sister Zhen!"

"Who are they?"

Cui Zhen originally wanted to tease Lu Changqing again, but seeing his anxious and expectant expression, she felt relieved and refrained from making any more suggestive remarks.

He took a deep drag on the cigarette he was holding. "He came from a small martial arts school called 'Minghao'."

"Later, because he couldn't make a living in the martial arts industry, the master returned to the mainland, and the other disciples became hoodlums together."

Upon hearing this, Lu Changqing instantly recalled some information about "Minghao Martial Arts School" in his mind.

The owner of the museum, Zhou Minghao, had a fairly good relationship with his father at the time.

Later, because the martial arts school was located on a hilltop in the central region, it attracted the attention of foreigners. Coupled with a poor market, the land was sold, the money was collected, and the owner returned to his hometown...

Did Zhou Minghao want to kill him?

It doesn't seem like it...

But one thing is certain: it is inextricably linked to "martial arts".

After thinking it over, Lu Changqing's eyes became even more determined.

I must strive to become stronger!

Only in this way can we better survive in harsh environments!

Moreover, as far as he knew... if they were just martial arts school disciples, a martial arts school of this size would probably only have two training sessions at most.

Keep pushing... and we'll see how it goes!

"Thank you, Sister Zhen." Lu Changqing said his thanks, then took out some silver notes from his pocket and handed them over.

Cui Zhen smiled and exhaled a puff of smoke: "I know you're practicing martial arts now and need a lot of money, so keep it for yourself."

"If one day you really develop a bull's waist and want to test your skills, I won't refuse."

As he spoke, he gave a wicked, provocative smile, then turned and left.

Watching the figure in the old, bright red cheongsam walk away, Lu Changqing sighed softly.

Cui Zhen is also a good person.

At least for him, I did my best.

If I really develop the ability in the future...

Lu Changqing clenched his fists.

So he repaid the other party by allowing them to live a different life!

He himself... was the same!

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Sunset West Mountain.

As usual, Lu Changqing arrived at the village port wharf before 4 o'clock.

They easily boarded the ship.

Old Chen and Zhou San were repairing the net, Liu Shitou was checking the sails and canvas, and Zhao Yi and Zhao Er were checking the cabin and planks.

The people who were busy stopped what they were doing and stood up after Lu Changqing arrived, greeting him without exception.

"Evergreen".

"Boss."

"Brother Lu."

After several days of getting to know each other and working together, regardless of whether they were truly convinced of Lu Changqing's abilities, at least on the surface, everyone treated him with great respect.

Its own status is one aspect.

Secondly, Lu Changqing, who has recently taken charge of the ship, has indeed been doing some work on board.

Every day when we disembarked, we were covered in sweat and odor.

Most importantly, the strength that Lu Changqing displayed was something that even Liu Shitou, the strongest man on the ship, couldn't match!

All of these factors have made the atmosphere on the ship much more harmonious now.

Lu Changqing smiled and said, "Everyone's busy. Once we've checked everything, we'll leave."

Soon, after the pre-departure checks, Old Chen gave a shout, the fishing boat started, and headed towards the river.

...

Time flew by, and we had been on the water for over an hour.

Zhou San and Lao Chen, who were in charge of the salvage and netting, couldn't stop smiling.

"I don't know what's going on these past few days! The catch has been so big every day!" Old Chen pulled up the fishing net and shook the river water from his hands.

On Wednesday, she wiped the sweat from her forehead with her wrist, a broad smile on her face: "Who says otherwise!"

"Recently, some people have been talking about some kind of demon fish."

"If you ask me, it's the river god's protection!"

Everyone on the ship burst into laughter upon hearing this.

These days, they're earning 30-40% more money every day than before, and sometimes, if they're lucky, they can even double it!

Why would I be unhappy?

The rumors about the so-called demonic fish had been circulating for several days, but no real trouble had occurred, and gradually, no one paid any attention to it anymore.

Looking at the many fish that were jumping and thrashing about on the deck, Lu Changqing felt a strong sense of joy.

After all, it's all about money to him!

These are all resources that can further enhance one's own strength!

But the image of that night, seeing the severed hand with its bones gnawed apart, still kept flashing through his mind...

Could a normal school of fish gnaw bones like that?

Although there are some ferocious fish in the river, they live in deep waters where fishing boats usually don't even venture, let alone near the dock...

With Lu Changqing stepping forward to help, the fishing net that had been cast was quickly retrieved.

After unloading the fish they caught, they cast the nets out again on Wednesday.

"Let's cast our nets as wide as possible while the weather's good!"

"Let's try to earn two dollars each today!" Wednesday said.

As they were talking, a fishing boat slowly approached the spot on the riverbed not far away and cast its net.

Old Chen and the other party exchanged greetings twice.

"Heh! Old Deng, you've come to steal the fish, huh!" Old Chen said.

A middle-aged man across from him, clearly also getting on in years, chuckled and replied, "Why don't you just say this whole river belongs to you, Old Chen?"

Upon hearing this, Old Chen laughed twice and jokingly cursed a few times.

It's obviously an old acquaintance.

The men on the other boat were also greeting Zhou San and the others from a distance.

Just as Lao Chen took two steps toward Lu Changqing, intending to introduce him to the people on the opposite ship, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, huge ripples appeared on the previously calm river surface!

The fishing nets that Old Deng and his men had cast were suddenly pulled into the river by a tremendous force!

A man holding a fishing net suddenly fell over, and his ankle was caught in the fishing net on the boat, and he was pulled into the river!

The incident happened suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

Old Deng reacted quickly, immediately grabbing the man's arm to prevent him from being dragged into the deep water.

"Hurry! Get the knife!"

If your ankle gets tangled and you're dragged into the river, even the best swimmer can't get to the surface. You'll suffocate in a few minutes.

A man next to Old Deng quickly bent down, picked up a short knife, and was about to dive down into the boat to cut the fishing net.

But before he could jump, a piercing scream suddenly came from the man in the water!

Old Deng leaned back suddenly, pulling the man's upper body up with him.

His lower body had already disappeared!

Blood and river water mixed with entrails streaked through the air...

With a splash, the man, now only half-body, fell from the water onto the deck of the boat.

After letting out two howls, it breathed its last.

Everyone was terrified by what they saw.

Someone shouted, "Demon, demon fish!"

When everyone looked at the water again, a strange fish with a glowing lantern hanging from its forehead, completely black eyes, and a protruding mouth full of serrated teeth suddenly emerged and began to devour the entrails that the man had just spilled.