How influential is the Beigan speculation king Zuo Gongquan? Yang Ming has no idea about this matter.

But Lin Ruo knew that although Mr. Zuo looked like an ordinary little old man, he had huge energy behind him.

The current head of the imperial kitchen, the chef responsible for the catering and daily life of the Zong family in Yun Palace, has to call Zuo Gong senior brother.

It is said that the hermit monk at the castle tower and Zuo Gong were close brothers who had a very good personal relationship.

Zuo Gong's family property may be said to be second in Beigan, but no one dares to say it is first.

Just because of the reputation of Songhe Tower, one of the eight most famous buildings in the world, countless amounts of money are sent in every year.

If Lu Cheng had previously won 500 million taels of silver, it would have allowed him to secure his position as the richest man in Yongzhou Prefecture.

Then it was this old man Zuo who could compete with the richest man in Lu Cheng at that time.

This is just Zuo Gong's family property, not to mention Zuo Gong's appeal.

The world's chefs regard the Eight Great Chefs as their ancestors, and they must be worshiped by anyone who sees them.

The eight chef kings all regarded Zuo Gong as their highest honor, and they must bow to Zuo Gong when they see him.

This seniority is definitely a top-notch position in today's chef world.

But now, he actually wants to accept Yang Ming as his godson and pass on his mantle.

It’s hard to imagine how terrifying Yang Ming’s net worth would be if this were the case.

"Ah... Mr. Zuo, I understand your wishes, but my background has yet to be verified, and I won't be able to respond to you for a while."

Yang Ming scratched his head in embarrassment. It seemed that according to Lao Lu, his life experience was quite complicated.

"If that's the case, then it's okay not to be my godfather for now. You have to promise me something!"

Yang Ming put his ear close to him, and Mr. Zuo whispered for a while. Yang Ming's face seemed to turn into a blooming chrysanthemum with joy.

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This month is destined to be a restless month for Yongzhou Prefecture.

First, Master Lu Cheng spent a lot of money to launch a vigorous women's liberation movement.

Later, Zuo Gongquan, one of the eight kings of chefs, suddenly announced that there would be a new one among the eight kings of chefs!

The ninth Little Chef King——Yang Ming!

Although it received a lot of criticism, the other seven chef kings did not object.

Those seven people all understood that Zuo Gong had never accepted a disciple in his life, and now this little chef king who suddenly appeared must be Zuo Gong's disciple.

Of course, the guesses of those seven were not wrong. Yang Ming had indeed inherited Zuo Gong's mantle.

However, Zuo Gong passed on his skills but not his throne, so he did not pass on the title of King of Beigan Speculators to Yang Ming.

It is logical that this disciple should follow his master's position, but Zuo Gong did not do so.

So there are different opinions from the outside world.

But, no matter what, the current Eight Chefs have indeed become the Nine Chefs.

Yang Ming, this young man who started his career as the Little Chef God of Tianheng Mountain, came into the public eye just like that.

"Tch! What a nonsense! I discovered this boy's talent in cooking!"

Lao Lu felt very contemptuous of the behavior of Yang Ming and the three of them secretly going to Songhe Tower to open a small stove.

But when they asked why Lao Lu was not there, Lao Lu remained silent.

He can't say that he went to the casino to prepare for the war!

Who believes it? Anyway, these three guys definitely don’t believe it!

Just as Lao Lu and Yang Ming were chatting, Mo Lin walked into the living room with dark circles under his eyes.

"Master...I succeeded..."

"You looked like this, I thought you were going to die suddenly."

Seeing Mo Lin's expression as if he was mentally exhausted, Lao Lu hurriedly asked him to sit down.

Maureen took out a diamond-shaped lens.

"Try stimulating the true energy."

Lao Lu poured his true energy into the lens, and he actually saw the entire Lin Mansion through the lens!

"Good boy! How did you do it!"

"When I improved the machine bird, I added the Tang Sect's weapon control techniques into it. Now the machine bird can temporarily levitate in the air."

After Mo Lin finished speaking, Lu Cheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Tang Clan's weapon-controlling techniques? Who taught you this?"

"Tang Keer is a tutor. He said that he just needs to lend him the machine bird in the future."

"This bastard actually poached me!"

Lu Cheng scolded

While they were cursing, Tang Ke and Mr. Lu also walked into the living room.

Tang Ke had a lewd smile on his face. This expression definitely meant that he was not thinking of anything good!

"Brother Lu Cheng, this machine bird..."

"If you want to use him to spy on others taking a bath, I advise you to save it."

"How could I do such a nasty thing?"

Mr. Donkey bared his teeth and grinned and said:

"Yes, he will never do this. The most he can do is peek into the little girl's boudoir. He doesn't dare to watch others taking a bath!"

"Go, go, donkey, don't talk nonsense, I don't dare? Is there really something in this world that I don't dare to do?"

"Do you dare to watch Lin Xiao's wife take a bath?"

"Then I really don't dare. I'm afraid of death."

Lin Xiao, who was drinking tea quietly on the side, suddenly felt like he was lying on his back.

He didn't do anything, so why did it get blamed on him?

"Okay, now that Mo Lin's machine bird is almost completely modified, we have to get down to business."

"This afternoon, I went straight to Yuanwu Tun and wiped out the Yuan family!"

Therefore, after lunch at noon, Lu Cheng and Tang Ke took Mo Lin and rode straight to Yuanwu Tun. Donkey was left in the Lin Mansion to teach Yang Ming how to control fire.

Hu Yue and Lin Ruo were still spending the day wandering the streets with nothing to do. Hu Yue, this girl, had not practiced Kung Fu for three days.

"Why can they beat people up? I have to teach you, a stupid kid, how to control fire!"

Yang Ming was meditating at this time, and ball after ball of Zhenghuo Qi was emitted from his pores into the air.

"Because you are a donkey and can't ride a horse!"

"Bullshit! Give me some serious practice!"

With one hoof, Yang Ming was hit so hard that spittle spurted out.

Lucheng's substitute teacher is much more ruthless than Lucheng.

When Lu Cheng and Tang Ke arrived outside Yuanwu Tun, many people from the Qianlong Club had already gathered.

The second brother, Lang Sandao, and many elderly people from the famous Qianlong Society gathered outside Yuanwu Tun.

This group of people are like vultures on the grassland, smelling the scent of prey and finding their way here.

The things left by King Qi must be extremely valuable, and the greedy second son must not give up the opportunity to make a fortune.

With Lu Cheng and Tang Ke in place, people have basically expired.

Liu Ruyu did not send anyone to participate in this operation. It seemed that she really wanted to remain neutral.

"Master Lu, you can just watch this operation from the side. Masters in the spirit transformation realm should not get involved in our matters in the concentration realm."

The second child's words seemed to be a warning. If Lu Cheng really had a hand in this operation, then the Qianlong Society would definitely not let him go.

Even if Lu Cheng can't be given the God of Killing Order, he must be allowed to peel off his skin!

"Then don't worry, this time it's mainly Tang Er's job, I'm just a spectator."

Tang Ke glanced at Lu Cheng, showing an expression of dissatisfaction.

"Then you are here to work as a foreigner. Do you believe I will file a complaint against you?"

"I work as a foreigner. Aren't I looking at the heroic and invincible figure of Tang Er, the leader of the family?"

"Wouldn't it be better for me to be a witness to your wisdom and prowess?"

Tang Ke suddenly felt a little carried away by Lu Cheng's compliment.

"Hahaha, you are right, I am indeed wise and powerful, hehe."

"Tang Er, please stop being ink, we, the Qianlong Guild, have to take the first step!"

Lang Sandao had long wanted to destroy the Yuan family, but this seemingly gentle scholar was actually carrying a nine-foot steel fork!

"Moji? I, Tang Er, the head of the family, always go straight to the point!"

After Tang Ke finished speaking, he swayed and disappeared.

Sure enough, this Tang Ke practiced the Tang Sect's Baijie Assassination Path. Unlike the Thousand Hands Flying Knife, the Baijie Assassination Technique is a real killing technique!

If he were unprepared, even Lu Cheng, who was at the second level of becoming a god, would suffer a big loss when meeting Tang Ke.

"This is a good assassin, so you have to be flattering."

When Tang Ke's figure swayed, Lu Cheng had already made a small calculation in his mind.

Standing on the hillside, watching the scene of a large group of Qianlonghui people charging towards Yuanwu Tun, Lu Cheng couldn't help but think of some things that happened in the Western Regions.

Although it has been a long time ago, it is still vivid in my mind.

"If I go back to the Western Region next time, I will directly join forces with the rebels to bulldoze the church!"

"A bunch of old bastards, when Uncle Lu Cheng recruits troops, I'll give you some tips!"

The fortification of Yuanwu Tun is just a small city wall. Even horses can easily climb over a wall of this height.

Tang Ke, who was leading the way, had already flashed behind several Yuan family mercenaries. Two daggers set off a whirlwind of blade dance, and directly killed them by wiping their necks.

In Tang Ke's eyes, these crooked melons and split jujubes are basically the same thing, and any extra one seems to be a waste.

Lang San Dao's steel fork was not to be outdone. He was in the state of concentration and seemed extremely relaxed against these merely awakened mercenaries.

The second child has been watching in the crowd. It is obvious that the Yuan family is well prepared this time.

A rough estimate shows that the Yuan family hired more than 30,000 mercenaries this time, and these mercenaries were all refugees and grass bandits from the Western Desert.

The lives of refugees are not valuable, but those people whom the Yuan family spends a lot of money to hire are really valuable.

Although only four to five thousand people from the Qianlong Club came this time, these four to five thousand people were all the elites of the Beigan branch of the Qianlong Club.

It would be more than enough to defeat 30,000 homeless grassroots bandits.

Lu Cheng looked at this group of defeated refugees and grass bandits and felt that the Yuan family really had no place on the stage.

Such a group of crooked melons and cracked jujubes, Zhongzhou Mu's disciples sent a finishing team to wipe out all 30,000 grass bandits.

Although Qianlonghui is very different from Zhongzhou Muxiang, Yuan Peizhi is too arrogant.

Just when Lao Lu looked down on this group of refugees, two masters of the Concentration Realm came out from the alley of Yuanwu Tun.

The surprise attack was very effective, killing hundreds of Qianlonghui masters instantly.

"Well done!"

The person who died was a member of the Qianlong Club anyway. He, Tang Ke, didn't care. He finally met two masters of the Concentration Realm, so he had to survive two moves.

Among the hundreds of assassination techniques, the silent killing technique is the highest criterion.

The silent assassination was the most deadly. Just when the two concentrated first-level masters were unprepared, Tang Ke killed them directly with two swords.

One knife was opened on a person's abdomen, and the other was opened on the side of the thigh.

Without hitting the vital point, these two masters of the Concentration Realm noticed Tang Ke's murderous intent at the last moment and made some judgments.

"Hey, after all, the initial level of concentration is still concentration. You still have to be vigilant. I won't play with you anymore!"

Tang Ke slipped away very quickly, after all, his goal was the Yuan family mansion.

"Kill these two people quickly! We must enter the mansion before Tang Ke!"

The second child roared, and the two blades in his hands were already showing their sharpness. Although he was old, his reputation for bloody hatred was no joke.

Level 3 Concentration, Pure Personality White Tiger Way! Powerful killing intent suddenly burst out from the second child, and he rushed towards one of the masters.

Just like a white tiger pouncing on its prey, it kills decisively!

The blades on his hands only appeared for a moment and were covered in blood.

The second child actually pierced the master's chest!

"Eat my steel fork!"

Lang Sandao was not to be outdone. Although he was a little slower, it was not a problem for him in the Concentration realm and several cadres of the Qianlong Society to deal with a master who was at the beginning of the Concentration stage.

Just as Tang Ke was about to approach the Yuan family's mansion, two sinister auras came from the mansion.

Tang Ke sensed something was wrong before he even entered. Two pale hands broke through the door and charged towards Tang Ke.

Fortunately, Tang Ke was very skilled in movement and was able to retreat with all his energy.

"Let our family see who is so blind and dares to bring bad luck to the Yuan family!"

"Eunuch Yuan sent us here overnight and killed three horses, just to wait for you bunch of thieves!"

Two weirdos with miserable faces and python robes stood on the left and right at the door of the Yuan family mansion. When Tang Ke saw them, he actually smiled.

There is actually a master of eunuchs behind the Yuan family, so I will have to give him a good talk when I meet the Zong family in the future.

The level of these two eunuchs is not low, and the sounds coming out of their throats are as unpleasant as crows.

"What's going on? Could it be that Yuan Peizhi set up a killing trap?"
Chapter completed!