In the martial arts school, as long as you successfully pass the test, you can become a Ming Jin master.

You can then take up a temporary job outside the training area to earn the silver needed for martial arts practice.

Over the past month, Chu Hong had witnessed the various positions held by his senior brothers and sisters at the martial arts school, and naturally understood this point.

Xiao Yi explained, "Junior brother, as you know, temporary posts are divided into full temporary posts and half temporary posts."

"Full-time" means being at the master's house all day, serving the master, and earning a lot of money;

"A semi-trailer job is like a part-time job; you only need to go when there's something to do, but the pay will naturally be much lower. You should think it through."

Chu Hong indicated that he understood.

He wanted to take a temporary position, not to earn that little bit of money.

Instead, he wanted to gain more experience through the temporary assignment, especially more practical experience.

This is simply to enhance one's own strength.

Therefore, he only needs to choose a semi-trailer.

This way, you'll still have plenty of time to practice martial arts, so why not?

Upon hearing Chu Hong's decision, Senior Brother Xiao smiled and said:

"I knew you would make this choice, junior brother. The semi-trailer is indeed a good option."

"I'm currently working as a part-time escort at Dawei Escort Agency, making one or two escort trips a month, and earning three taels of silver a month."

"Dawei Escort Agency? That works too. Escorting goods is dangerous, but there are plenty of opportunities for real combat," Chu Hong thought.

It's just a matter of whether the Dawei Escort Agency would even consider him.

Xiao Yi advised, "Junior brother, don't be anxious. Once the news of your Ming Jin skill spreads, powerful forces will come knocking on your door seeking you out for a position."

"You can take your time to choose when the time comes."

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For three days in a row, Chu Hong waited for various forces to come to his door.

But very few people came.

The first to arrive were members of the Triads.

They valued Chu Hong's status as a disciple of the martial arts school and wanted to exploit the conflict between the Chu family and the Iron Fist Gang.

Therefore, they offered Chu Hong a high salary of three taels of silver per month to take up the post.

But Chu Hong is no fool.

Without even thinking, I rejected them.

Although he needs real combat experience, he will not put himself or his family in absolute danger.

If he remains neutral, all will be well. But if he joins the Triads, his parents could lose their heads in the next moment.

The second person to arrive was from the Song family in the inner city.

Chu Hong was invited to be a full-time bodyguard, with a monthly salary of five taels of silver.

Although the pay is less than that of a typical full-time worker, food is provided.

Chu Hong wanted a part-time job and didn't want to be tied down to a full-time job, so he politely declined.

Apart from that, no other organization sought to appoint him to a position.

Chu Hong was puzzled and had no choice but to ask Senior Brother Xiao.

"Senior Brother Xiao, why did so many people ask you for temporary positions back then, but no one has shown interest in me?"

Senior Brother Xiao frowned and pondered:

"Junior brother, if I'm not mistaken, the problem is related to your reputation."

"Reputation?" Chu Hong asked, puzzled.

He had just achieved the Ming Jin level and hadn't yet ventured out into the world, so where would his reputation come from?

Senior Brother Xiao explained:

"After you pass the Mingjin stage, the martial arts school will transmit your information about the school."

"If I'm not mistaken..."

"The story of your crying when you first came to practice martial arts, and how you later relied on a lot of medicinal herbs and meat to accumulate qi and blood, has probably spread far and wide."

Chu Hong seemed to understand something, and said in a deep voice:

"So, just like my master, they treated me like a decorative vase, right?"

Xiao Yi nodded, a hint of helplessness on his face.

He knew best how hard Chu Hong practiced martial arts.

But those people outside can't see that; they only believe the messages that the martial arts school sends out.

He thought that he had received so much kindness from his junior brother, and he couldn't just leave without repaying it.

I have to do something for my junior brother.

"Junior brother, I know your abilities best, so don't rush."

"In that case, I'll go back to the escort agency and recommend you, and try to get you into the agency too, so we can work together on escort missions."

"But your monthly salary might not be as high as mine, so be prepared."

Chu Hong cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you very much, Senior Brother!"

Senior Brother Xiao left in a hurry.

Chu Hong arrived at the training ground and continued to hone his boxing skills.

For the past two weeks, he has never stopped practicing his boxing skills.

Especially in the past few days after receiving guidance from Senior Sister Song, my proficiency has increased rapidly.

【Nine-Forging Fist (Beginner)】

[Proficiency: 414/500]

"In less than ten days, I will have mastered the Nine Forging Fist technique."

"Then it will be time to negotiate with the Iron Fist Gang, and we'll have more leverage in our escort business!"

Just fifteen minutes into the training session, shouts rang out from the entrance of the martial arts gym:

"Junior Brother Chu, someone is looking for you."

Chu Hong turned his head and saw that the newcomer was dressed in short clothes with a fist embroidered on his chest.

He was strong and robust, with sharp eyes, and had a very imposing presence.

"Brother Chu, I am Chen Long from the Iron Fist Gang!" Chen Long said, clasping his hands in greeting.

"Chen Nian is my younger brother!"

As he spoke, his hawk-like eyes were fixed on Chu Hong, his probing intent undisguised.

Chen Long is the leader of the Blood Battle Hall of the Iron Fist Gang and one of the five Ming Jin experts in the Iron Fist Gang.

Having entered the Mingjin realm for several years, he is a true veteran powerhouse.

He was extremely ruthless. It is said that in this gang war, two members of the Sanhe Gang, both known as Ming Jin, died at his hands.

He came today not only to recruit Chu Hong for a temporary post, but also to investigate whether Chen Nian's death was related to Chu Hong.

Chu Hong remained calm and fearless, saying:

"Oh, Master Chen, what brings you here?"

Seeing that he looked perfectly normal and showed no sign of guilt, Chen Long then spoke:

"Brother, I've come on behalf of the gang leader to invite you to take up a position."

"Half-paid, four taels of silver a month, how about that?"

These were the conditions agreed upon by him and Wei He after discussion.

The Chu family already lived on Iron Fist Gang's territory, and they were certain that Chu Hong would not refuse.

Moreover, the Iron Fist Gang offered better and more sincere terms than the Triad Gang.

The two sides already had a foundation for cooperation.

He couldn't find any reason for Chu Hong to refuse.

He came here full of confidence.

After hearing the terms, Chu Hong gently shook his head and said:

"Let's not rush into the temporary posting, Master Chen. Shall we discuss the cooperation first?"

Chen Long's face darkened. Although he had expected this, he had only thought that the cooperation would be discussed after the temporary assignment was completed.

Then each of them took a step back, and everyone was happy.

Unexpectedly, Chu Hong showed no respect and used this matter to pressure them.

Chen Longqiang laughed and said, "Brother Chu, don't worry. The gang leader has already given instructions on this matter. The cooperation will continue as before, but we will split the profits fifty-fifty."

"Furthermore, the gang will cover all the costs of healing herbs. How about that?"

Chu Hong scoffed:

"It seems that your Iron Fist Gang looks down on Chengfeng Martial Arts School and on my Ming Jin skill."

"Besides, the cost of healing should be borne by you, not by me. It's not a favor I'm doing for you."

Chu Hong tapped the table and continued:

"Master Chen, your sincerity isn't quite enough!"

Chen Long's eyes turned cold, and his tone became impolite and threatening:

"Chu Hong, don't forget, your family still lives within the Iron Fist Gang's territory."

"Look at other pharmacies, they're all offering 91% and 28% cuts. Giving you 50% is already a tacit offer!"

"Don't try to fool me. Do you really think a martial arts school will interfere in the affairs of your Chu family? What a joke! You know perfectly well how much of your Ming Jin skill is fake."

Clearly, the Iron Fist Gang is determined not to back down.

It was quite obvious that he wanted to control Chu Hong and the Chu family.

Chu Hong said no more, because there was no need to continue the conversation.

He waved his hand dismissively and coldly saw the guest off.

"In that case, Master Chen, please leave."

Chu Hong turned and left.

The Iron Fist Gang thought they were giving preferential treatment, but in reality, it belonged to the Chu family.

If Chen Long were more polite and sincere, Chu Hong wouldn't mind the pharmacy offering a discount.

But the other party's behavior clearly showed that they believed they had Chu Hong cornered.

Where did they get the guts, a group of Ming Jin?

They even dare to look down on Chengfeng Martial Arts School.

Do you really think the hidden strength and neutralizing strength taught in martial arts schools are just for show?

Watching the retreating figure walk away without a second thought, Chen Long stood frozen in place, his face grim and his fists clenched tightly.

If it weren't for the Chengfeng Martial Arts Academy, he would have torn Chu Hong to pieces on the spot.

"Fine, very well indeed! You dare to defy the Iron Fist Gang? You just wait!"

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