Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

"Master Yi, Luo Ping is a member of the Fighting Association after all. Killing him directly would be too much of a slap in the face to the foreigners."

"Why don't we go and take care of him tonight? That way, even if the fighting association guesses it, they won't be able to do anything about it, and it won't be such a humiliation."

Qin Tianqi looked at the henchmen preparing the wooden poles and said.

Luo Ping is dead, and another corpse has appeared on Warehouse Street.

It's easy to associate this with Chen Yi.

But since it wasn't a direct killing, they left some dough, which was considered a way to save face.

Even if the fighting association knows, they probably won't do anything about it.

After all, Luo Ping was just a dog under their command.

"I'll get him tonight..."

Chen Yi glanced at the sky.

It's still sunny and bright in broad daylight.

They're probably drinking and eating with foreigners from the fighting association.

Going to kill him now would be a huge slap in the face to the fighting association.

I'll go and kill Luo Ping that night.

With his current strength, the opponent wouldn't even be able to shout.

No one knows the cause of Luo Ping's death.

Some people might doubt him, after all, he is the only one who has a grudge against Luo Ping.

But if they suspect you, they will arrest you; this only applies to ordinary people, those less powerful than themselves.

It was of no use to a powerful and influential gang leader like Chen Yi.

So it has to be like this?

"If no one knows I killed him, then I killed him for nothing," Chen Yi said.

If you kill someone secretly, what's the point of fighting?

He targeted Luo Ping so that others would see it, and he wanted to beat him to death in front of everyone.

So what if we slap the face of the fighting association?

With Master Huo keeping things under control, the foreigners won't make any big moves.

At most, some martial arts experts might come looking for trouble with him and try to kill him, but would he be afraid of that?

With a thought, Chen Yi saw the words appear.

Punching power 4, resistance 9, health 5, speed 1, cultivation speed 5.

He has been focusing on external martial arts training during this period, and his resistance is just a hair's breadth away from reaching his target.

Afterwards, increase your punching power to ten points, and you'll become both tanky and capable of dealing damage.

Although the cultivation level hasn't changed yet, it's still in the bone forging stage.

But martial arts are not about size; once your level of skill is revealed, the lower one automatically loses.

There has always been only one standard for judging the quality of martial arts.

If I can kill you, then I'm smarter than you.

"You don't need to worry about this. Even if the Fighting Association sends someone, they'll only come to me. You just need to manage the dock area."

Besides the gang's rules, there's also the issue of gang territory development. Warehouse Street is our core territory; we need to build the buildings there.

"Once you join the dock gang and work steadily for a while, you'll be assigned accommodation, and your family can come over too. That way, the brothers will be more loyal and work even harder," Chen Yi said.

That night, after a shootout with the police, I met several dying henchmen and received their dying wishes.

Chen Yi had this idea all along.

The better the gang is, the safer the family members will be.

This will greatly increase the loyalty of the underlings and also eliminate their worries.

Don't worry about your family being left unattended or being bullied by thugs if you die.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yi, I've already found a construction team and have them rebuild Warehouse Street," Qin Tianqi said.

On the outer side of Warehouse Street, many areas have already been demolished, and large quantities of bricks, stones, and timber are piled up on the side.

It's already a construction site.

"That's good. Keep up the good work. I trust you the most in the gang," Chen Yi encouraged.

Then they walked outside.

Qin Tianqi's lips twitched slightly; this encouragement was practically the same as saying nothing at all.

He's in charge of everything in the gang; if you don't trust him, nobody else will.

"Master Yi is such a hands-off boss, he's really enjoying himself. If there's anything he needs to do, he just has to say the word and someone will take care of it for him," Qin Tianqi remarked.

As for him, he was the one who handled the matter.

The foreign concession.

Iron Body Martial Arts School.

Iron Body Martial Arts School has a very good location, very close to the concession, and you can see the prosperity of the concession just by looking up.

Since joining the Fighting Association, Iron Body Martial Arts School's status has skyrocketed, with all sorts of people coming to give them gifts every day.

Businessmen, social elites, and family scions.

There are all kinds of people.

Although Iron Body Martial Arts School lost its business at the dock to Chen Yi, it also suffered a slap in the face from Chen Yi.

But Da Yang actually made more and more money.

This is the benefit of siding with foreigners.

The fighting association also intends to make Iron Body Martial Arts School a prestigious brand for those who want to join them.

In various situations, people will mention Iron Body Martial Arts School, saying that it is a very good martial arts school.

Therefore, "elites" flocked to visit the Iron Body Martial Arts School.

Unlike other martial arts schools, the inside of this martial arts school is not a training ground with various training equipment for disciples to practice their skills.

Instead, there were many large round tables, and a Western-style gold chandelier was installed in the center of the ceiling.

There are banquets every night.

Right now, at the main table in the middle, Luo Ping, dressed in a suit and tie, is drinking with three tall, burly foreigners.

These three are all experts from the Fighting Association, possessing the strength of a fifth-dan fighter.

The fighting association ranks its top fighters using dan, from 1 to 10 dan.

The third stage is equivalent to skin resurfacing, the fifth stage is equivalent to bone forging, and the seventh stage is equivalent to genital cleansing.

The fifth level of combat is the initial stage of bone forging.

Liu Shan, the deputy head of the Iron Body Martial Arts School, possesses the ability to forge bones.

As the master of the martial arts school, Luo Ping was naturally of higher strength, belonging to the Bone Forging Martial Master class, which was only a fine line away from Lian Zang.

It's about 6.5 points.

However, the martial arts expert said, "Everyone says that the kung fu of the Da Xuan people is all show and no substance. Master Luo is different from them. I also used a lot of strength to beat Master Luo."

"Hehe, how can the kung fu of the Da Xuan people compare to combat sports? Even with all their might, they still lost to Mr. Morphy." Luo Ping shook his head and offered a toast.

"Master Luo is already very good. It's just that his talent was wasted in Da Xuan. If Master Luo had practiced combat sports, I definitely wouldn't be his match."

After a thoroughly enjoyable fight and ultimately emerging victorious, Morphy was in high spirits and raised a glass to drink with Luo Ping.

Luo Ping then toasted the other two people, offering them compliments, and each of them drank three cups.

The liquor is vodka, which has a very high alcohol content.

It felt like it was on fire when I drank it.

Luo Ping remained calm, calculating how to flatter the adults from the Fighting Association and make them feel more comfortable.

After joining the fighting association, I experienced various things, including gifts and compliments from different people.

This further convinced him that practicing martial arts was of little use.

What truly brought him wealth and status was making foreigners comfortable.

Only then can the ocean flow in.

He only gained prominence and influence in Tianhai.

As for the claim that someone is calling him a foreigner's dog behind his back...

Let him say it, it's not like it'll take a piece of his flesh away.

If spittle were useful, if cursing were useful.

How could the Great Xuan Dynasty be so oppressed by foreigners? How could it allow foreigners to open concessions on its own territory?

The so-called "for the sake of Da Xuan" and "for the sake of the people of Da Xuan" are all useless things.

Living well and making money are the most important things.

There was a lecturer surnamed Long in the Tianhai Concession who said that we should not see the rise of the Great Xuan Dynasty, but only the dignity of the people, and he thought that was very good.

For ordinary people like him, making a good life for themselves is the most important thing.