The Jinsha Gang station is filled with a strong smell of blood.
But Song Xuan and Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have no feeling at all. They were drinking tea and chatting with the maids around them.
Of course, Song Xuan was really calm. After all, he was a ruthless man who had destroyed many bandit villages. He had seen a lot of blood on his hands, so he was used to it.
Zhou Zhiruo was still a little uncomfortable with it, but she was weak on the outside but strong on the inside. In order not to let Senior Brother Song look down on her, she always had a smile on her face, and she seemed quite calm.
This scene happened to be seen by Hu Qian, the head of the Hu family who had brought people there.
Seeing this, Hu Qian became even more wary of these two people.
Not only is he young, but he is very powerful, and he can still drink tea and chat in a place full of corpses. How many people do you have to kill to develop this kind of psychological quality?
"I, Hu Qian, the head of the Hu family in Suhang, came a little late and kept the two young heroes waiting for a long time. Hu would like to apologize to you two!"
Hu Qian's posture was very low. As soon as he entered the back garden of Jinsha Gang, he bowed repeatedly and even bowed to salute. As the local emperor of Suzhou and Hangzhou, his attitude was already the lowest level.
Song Xuan put down the tea cup in his hand, glanced at him, and then looked at the men who were gathered together behind him.
All of them had gloomy expressions and did not say a word. There was no luster in their expressions, as if they had been pulled from the shadows into the light, giving people an extremely contradictory feeling.
From Song Xuan's perspective, he could naturally see that these people should be dead soldiers who had been brainwashed by the Hu family and raised for many years!
"Master Hu has brought a lot of people with him!"
As he said that, he looked at Hu Qian with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "If nothing unexpected happens, soldiers and horses from outside the Jinsha Gang have already begun to gather, right?"
Hu Qian did not explain anything, but said respectfully: "Mr. Song is laughing at me. Hu is timid and afraid of death. He can only call more people to be brave. Otherwise, he really won't be able to muster the courage to come to see you."
Your Majesty!"
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The smile on Hu Qian's face suddenly froze, and he laughed twice and said: "Young Master said this, how can Hu not believe it? Hu has not mobilized his troops here to make an enemy of the Young Master."
"Oh? You don't want to be my enemy?" Song Xuan smiled noncommittally, "Then it can't be because you want me to parade for you, right?"
Hu Qian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded immediately, "Young master is really smart, you can guess right!"
Song Xuan laughed.
Hu Qian also laughed.
But the next moment, Song Xuan flicked his index finger, and seven or eight stones shot out of the air instantly, like meteors from the sky, and instantly pierced the chests of several dead soldiers guarding Hu Qian.
"Protect the head of the family!"
From behind, a group of dead soldiers gathered around, each with their swords drawn and shields in hand, tightly surrounding Hu Qian.
Hu Qian's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. At that moment, he really felt the crisis of death.
The young man surnamed Song really didn't lie. With his methods, it was really too easy to keep him!
But the next moment, he gritted his teeth, shouted back the dead soldier beside him, and then looked at Song Xuan with a somewhat panic expression.
"I don't know, sir, what does this mean?"
Song Xuan slowly sat down, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Song did not call the Hu family master here just to chat and joke with you."
Hu Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Hu came today to settle the cause and effect with the young master and resolve the grudges. If the young master has any requests, it's okay to ask."
Song Xuan nodded and said: "You are very good, you are more rational and smarter than I thought."
Hu Qian gave a bitter smile. He was not rational, he was just afraid!
Just the young disciples of the two sects of Emei and Wudang can drive Hu Qian into panic. If he really offends these two sects to death and offends the older generation of masters in the sect, then his Hu family will really be in trouble.
It’s over!
"I love talking to smart people!"
Song Xuan stretched out two fingers and said: "Two requests!"
Hu Qian took a deep breath and said, "Sir, please tell me!"
"First point, your Hu family should have many craftsmen in their hands. I want them all!"
Hearing this first request, Hu Qian suddenly felt relieved. They were just some low-status craftsmen, so it would be okay to give them all away.
"Second point, your Hu family has been selling illegal salt over the years, and has even participated in maritime smuggling. Has it made a lot of money?"
Hu Qian laughed dryly and said, "We run a small business and earn a living. Compared with the young master and other gods and immortals, we are just ordinary people. We can't bear to be vulgar."
"What a coincidence, Song is also a layman!" Song Xuan said solemnly: "From today on, I want 50% of the profits from your Hu family's various businesses!"
Hu Qian immediately cried and said: "Sir, whether it is selling smuggled salt or smuggling by sea, it is a business that costs one's life. This is all hard-earned money. Your opening is 50%."
Song Xuan waved his hand, interrupted his complaint, and said coldly: "I am not discussing with you, but informing you about this matter!
If you are willing to agree, then everyone will naturally be happy. I will send someone to contact your Hu family in the future.
If you don't agree, it's easy. After a while, elders from Wudang and Emei sects will come out to discuss with you.
By the way, let me tell you, people of the older generation will not be so kind to Mr. Song and are still willing to reason with you.
Those elders who have been in the mountains for decades have very eccentric personalities. For example, I, Junior Sister Zhou’s master, Master Miejie
By the way, Master Hu, have you ever heard of the name of Master Miejie? Do you know how she got her name?"
When he heard the word "extinction", Hu Qian's throat twitched and he swallowed. The smile on his face was uglier than crying.
The name Miejie Shitai is even more feared than the people in the Demon Sect.
Just by hearing this name, you can tell that if you offend that old nun, she will really kill you and eradicate you!
Taking a deep breath, Hu Qian replied: "Sir, the Hu family can accept the two requests you mentioned. However, Hu has a better proposal. I wonder if you would like to hear it?"
Song Xuan snorted, then nodded and said, "Tell me about it!"
Hearing this, Hu Qian straightened his sleeves and bowed down: "Young man Hu Qian, Tian is the head of the Hu family. The family's business is spread all over the provinces in the south of the Yangtze River. Thousands of people in the family have died. They control many soldiers and horses in Suzhou and Hangzhou."
There are more than 30,000 people.
Today, Hu is willing to lead the Hu family and the whole family to serve the young master and look up to him!
From now on, the Hu family will be the power under the young master, let alone 50% of the profits. Even if the young master wants all the wealth of the Hu family, Hu will not hesitate at all!"