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The box lid was opened, revealing neatly stacked silver dollars wrapped in kraft paper.

"Is there anything else?"

The masked man spoke again.

"My lord, it's all gone! All my possessions are here. Please, have mercy and spare my life!"

Qin Gen knelt on the ground, his forehead hitting the blue bricks with a loud thud, his voice trembling with sobs.

"Then go die."

The masked man raised his hand and ripped off the black cloth covering his face, revealing a cold and stern face. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Qin Gen by the neck.

"Chen...Chen Qing?!"

Qin Gen's pupils contracted sharply, and the color drained from his face instantly.

He stared in disbelief at the young face before him, a terrifying thought exploding in his mind.

Chen Qing is still alive, but what about Chen Kui?

Chen Kui is an external martial arts master!

Could it be that this kid killed him?

Isn't he an apprentice at a martial arts school? How could he be so strong!

"You killed Chen Kui?"

Qin Gen's voice changed tone.

Chen Qing didn't speak, but slowly tightened his five fingers.

Qin Gen made a "clucking" sound in his throat, kicked his legs wildly, and tried desperately to pry Chen Qing's hand with his fingernails, but it wouldn't budge like he was trying to pry open an iron clamp.

His face changed from red to purple, then from purple to blue. His tongue gradually stuck out, and his eyes rolled upward, revealing large areas of white.

"Hmm..."

The struggle grew weaker and weaker until finally, with a sudden push of his legs, he went limp.

Chen Qing exerted his strength again, snapping Qin Gen's neck completely before releasing his grip. He picked up the wooden box, and without counting the pieces, threw the entire box into the cultivation room.

Then they searched the house inside and out, moving all the valuable-looking items into the meditation room.

In less than half an hour, the courtyard was completely empty, with not even a decent stool left.

He covered himself up again and climbed over the wall.

After walking a long way and seeing that no one was around, he tore off his mask, let out a long breath, and prepared to head back towards the shack.

After walking a few steps, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps ahead.

A man dressed in black, covered in blood, stumbled toward him, but collapsed to the ground after only a few steps.

A short while later, a burly man staggered up from behind, carrying a bloodstained machete, looking as if he might fall at any moment.

The man lying on the ground, upon seeing Chen Qing, gleamed with delight and, panting heavily, threatened, "I'm a steward of the Flying Eagle Hall of the Righteous Harmony Gang! You kill this man behind you right now. If you dare disobey, you'll face the Righteous Harmony Gang's retaliation!"

Chen Qing frowned slightly but did not move.

The burly man who had been chasing them stopped and gave Chen Qing a wary look.

He had just gone through a major battle and was completely exhausted. Although he was in better condition than that guy from the Yihe Gang, he was still at his last gasp.

The young man in front of him was strong and muscular; a fight might not be advantageous, so he clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"Young brother, I am Zhao Hai from the Tongfu Gang. Today, I led my gang to seize the Micang Ferry to rescue the dockworkers from the exploitation by the Yihe Gang. If you pretend you didn't see this, the Tongfu Gang will reward you handsomely."

Chen Qing glanced at him, then at the man from the Yihe Gang.

I suddenly remembered that the laborers from the Shangquan Gang had mentioned in a chat that a newly risen Tongfu Gang had taken over the Xidu Wharf and was only taking a 30% cut.

The Yihe Gang takes 60% of the profits, practically wanting to chew up the bones of these laborers.

Coupled with the threat from the Yihe Gang member, a surge of anger welled up within him.

Chen Qing walked up to the man from the Yihe Gang, slowly raised his leg, gathered all his strength, and stomped down on his chest.

Click!

The sound of ribs breaking suddenly rang out.

The man's chest visibly collapsed, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his eyes widened suddenly, his eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets.

He never expected that this young man would dare to disregard the reputation of the Yihe Gang and attack him so brazenly.

The power of that kick was something no ordinary person could possess.

The man was already severely injured and on the verge of death. When Chen Qing stomped on his chest with all his might, he could no longer hold on and died on the spot.

A strange light flashed in Zhao Hai's eyes.

The moment Chen Qing made his move, he clearly felt a strong fluctuation of qi and blood.

The young man in front of me is very likely a martial arts master specializing in external strength!

"Thank you so much for your help, young man!"

Zhao Hai quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in thanks, and politely said, "I am a steward of the Tongfu Gang. May I ask your honorable name, young brother?"

"You're too kind. I just don't like being threatened."

Chen Qing waved his hand, not wanting to get too involved with the person in front of him.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps ahead.

A dozen or so men wielding knives rushed over, each of them bearing wounds.

"Deacon Zhao! Are you alright?"

One of them stepped forward to help Zhao Hai and asked with concern.

The others looked at Chen Qing warily, tightening their grip on their machetes.

"fine."

Zhao Hai shook his head and looked at Chen Qing, saying, "This young man is one of us."

Just then, a joyful shout suddenly came from the crowd: "Brother Qing!"

Chen Qing was taken aback. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure emerge from the crowd.

It turned out to be Da Niu, my childhood friend.

"Big Ox? What are you doing here?"

Chen Qing frowned slightly.

Da Niu rushed over to Chen Qing, his face beaming with excitement, and said:

"Brother Qing, the Tongfu Gang brothers are here to seize the docks! We've had enough of the Yihe Gang's exploitation! We heard the Tongfu Gang only takes 30% and they're even reasonable, so we're joining them in rebellion!"

"Master Chen!"

Several young laborers stepped out from the crowd and greeted Chen Qing respectfully.

At this moment, Zhao Hai stepped forward and solemnly clasped his hands in greeting to Chen Qing: "Brother, may I ask if you are an external martial arts master?"

Chen Qing nodded slightly, without denying it.

A glint of light flashed in Zhao Hai's eyes, and he immediately said, "Brother, if you think highly of my Tongfu Gang, why not join us! With your skills, you could at least be a steward! I can even recommend you to the gang leader to be the head of the Micang Ferry!"

Upon hearing this, the people behind him all showed expressions of envy.

Although the Tongfu Gang is a newly established gang, its status in the underworld has risen rapidly recently, and its overall strength is no less than that of the Yihe Gang.

It is one of the top gangs in Ningjiang County.

To be able to sit in the position of deacon at such a young age is truly impressive.

Da Niu was so excited that his face turned red.

He never expected that Chen Qing would actually become a martial arts master.

Moreover, there is a chance to become a steward of the Tongfu Gang.

That's an even more powerful figure than Qin Gen!

Even more unexpectedly, Zhao Hai actually wanted to recommend Chen Qing to be the leader of Micang Ferry!

If Chen Qing can become the leader of Micangdu, who will dare to offend the Shangquan Gang in the future?

Da Niu was so excited that he was trembling all over. He kept winking at Chen Qing, wishing he could agree on his behalf.