He almost shouted these three words through gritted teeth.
All this was noticed by Shen Haoyu, the leader of the Qingfeng Sect. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "My nephew seems to have some trouble with the Golden Tiger Gang?"
"To be honest with you, uncle, this scar on my face was given by someone from the Golden Tiger Gang!" The man's tone was full of hatred.
It turned out that this person was none other than Zhou Shaoyang, a son of the Zhou family who had been scolded by Liu Mang for causing trouble in the outer city.
Shen Haoyu couldn't help being surprised: "My nephew has reached the third level of Changchun Kung. How can gang members have such strength? Could it be that the gang leader Han Long did it?"
On the other side, the head of the Zhou family laughed and said: "The news from Head Shen is out of date. The power of the Golden Tiger Gang is astonishingly different now than in the past. There are strange beasts in the sect, and their power is not much worse than mine.
Moreover, the person who hurt Yang'er is a young hero of similar age to him, so it's not like he bullies the younger. Otherwise, I would have come to ask for an explanation."
"Alien beast?" Shen Haoyu looked surprised, then shook his head and said: "After all, it is just an external force. If it is noticed by forces like Burial Sword Valley, it will be destroyed in an instant."
"I wonder who hurt my nephew?"
"Liu Mang, deputy leader of the Golden Tiger Gang."
"The person I want to see outside the door is called Liu Mang!" the square-faced disciple of the Shen Clan Master shouted in surprise.
Zhou Shaoyang was overjoyed: "Dad, please help me teach that Liu Mang a lesson!"
However, Clan Leader Zhou shook his head: "When you are bullied by your peers, you naturally have to fight back on your own.
If I go to help you bully the younger ones, I will be laughed at by my martial arts colleagues and ruin the reputation of the Zhou family in vain!"
Zhou Shaoyang looked gloomy and didn't speak. He didn't know what he was thinking.
At this time, the square-faced disciple of Master Shen asked: "Master, do we want to see this Liu Mang?"
Seeing Zhou Shaoyang staring closely at him, Clan Master Zhou also smiled and said nothing and did not express his position.
Shen Haoyu shook his head and said: "Go and tell them that you are not free today and ask them to come back another day."
Master Zhou said: "Master Shen, why don't we meet him? Don't worry about us. If you don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face, that Han Long is still your old friend."
Shen Haoyu smiled and said: "I only met him once more than ten years ago. He did me a small favor at that time. This time he came to ask me to admit his nephew."
"A gentleman would not do anything to repay a favor." Master Zhou shook his head after hearing this.
The two quickly changed the subject and talked about other things.
"I recently brought back a batch of Huangsheng Pills from Central Plains. Master Shen can come and take a look when you have time."
"Haha, Huang Sheng Wan is a good thing, so I would be disrespectful."
Practicing internal strength often requires the assistance of elixirs, and Huangsheng Wan is one of the more famous ones. However, it is mainly produced in the Central Plains and is difficult to obtain in the southeast.
"Ying'er, don't you take Young Master Zhou for a walk in the door?" Shen Haoyu asked his daughter, quite enthusiastically, and his intention to bring the two of them together was very obvious.
The girl walked up to Zhou Shaoyang and extended a warm invitation to him.
Zhou Shaoyang nodded with a smile. He thought that Liu Mang was about to suffer, and a look of pleasure appeared on his face.
At the door of Qingfeng Gate, Liu Mang and others looked at the old man who reported the message with ugly expressions.
The old man shook his head and said: "The master is really not free today, so I want you to come back tomorrow."
Having said that, Liu Mang and the others couldn't force their way into the door, so they had no choice but to turn around and leave, preparing to come back tomorrow.
After a while, the head of the Zhou family and Zhou Shaoyang also came out and got on the sedan. Shen Haoyu, the head of the Qingfeng Sect, saw them off warmly.
Watching the Zhou family leave, the smile on Shen Haoyu's face also dropped.
"Master, since Han Long from the Golden Tiger Gang has helped you before, why don't you meet his people?" the square-faced disciple who was waiting on the left and right asked curiously.
"They offended the Zhou family. The descendants of the Zhou family are obviously narrow-minded people, and Zhou Chen is also an unpredictable person.
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If I meet someone from the Golden Tiger Gang, should I admit him or not? If I do, I'll offend the Zhou family. If I don't, I'll be accused of being ungrateful.
Better not to."
The square-faced disciple suddenly realized after hearing this: "Master Gao Ce, the Zhou family has agreed that senior brother's porcelain can enter their restaurant and inn. If it offends the Zhou family, the loss will be too great."
Qingfengmen is not indifferent to the world, and it also requires a lot of money to operate.
Their entire sect relies on the financial resources of Shen Haoyu's disciple, and if their financial resources are damaged, life will definitely not be easy.
"Yes, Huang Sheng Wan is also rare and unusual. After taking it, you will often practice internal energy much faster. Although the Golden Tiger Gang is not what it used to be, it is thousands of miles away, but the Zhou family is very powerful in Quancheng.
It’s not easy to offend.”
Shen Haoyu said: "As the head of the Qingfeng Sect, I should not only value my own reputation and honor, but should also put the interests of the entire sect first."
The square-faced disciple said in admiration: "Master, you have paid so much for the sect!"
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Liu Mang and his party returned disappointed and had to find an inn not far from Qingfeng Gate to stay.
Seeing the depressed expression on Mei Song's young face, Liu Mang said in a deep voice: "The master of the Qingfeng Sect is probably really in trouble. You don't have to worry, just go there tomorrow."
The first floor of the inn is similar to a teahouse where you can eat.
Liu Mang and the others randomly found an empty table on the first floor and ordered a plate of beef, a plate of peanuts, a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks, and two jars of red wine.
There were many people sitting around, so it seemed like the inn was doing pretty well, Liu Mang thought.
At this time, I only heard the chatter from the table next door.
"All the sects in Quancheng are scheduled to recruit disciples in three days. I don't know if my son will be lucky enough to be chosen by one of them." A middle-aged man said with emotion.
"It must be no problem, my Xu'er is so outstanding." said the mother of the boy next to her.
The boy next to him looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, with dark skin and ordinary appearance. He was just eating silently.
Liu Mang was secretly amused after hearing this. It seemed that parents in every world looked at their children like this.
Judging from how cool and cool this young man is, he is still a boring gourd. It is very likely that he is the denominator.
The people at Liu Mang's table continued to listen to their conversation.
"Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, Nine Shadow Sword Sect, Hunyuan Sect, Iron Fist Sect, Qingfeng Sect... I don't know which one Xu'er can enter." A trace of sadness appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
"The Nine Shadow Sword Sect and the Iron Fist Sect feel that their actions are too sharp. The Zhenyuan Escort Bureau has to travel far away often. It would be better for Xu'er to go to the Hunyuan Sect and the Qingfeng Sect," the woman said.
At this time, I heard a sneer coming from the table next to me.
"It sounds like every sect wants you and allows you to pick and choose."
The woman's face showed a hint of anger when she heard this, and she looked in the direction of the voice.
The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow leather jacket. Several of his companions were dressed the same as him, and each of them had a simple knife placed on the table in front of them. They looked very untouchable.
Seeing a trace of fear on the woman's face, she did not dare to argue with the man again.
I could only hear the man minding his own business and continuing: "Almost every sect in Quan City has strict requirements for Ning Que Mu Cha, and their background must be clean and traceable. Sometimes they can't recruit even one person a year."
"It seems that you guys are from out of town. If you don't have local people to recommend you, it will be difficult." The man holding the knife kept shaking his head.
The middle-aged man and woman's complexions changed slightly, but the dark-skinned boy next to them had been eating silently and seemed unaffected.
After Liu Mang heard this, he said to the waiter: "I'll give that brother two plates of beef and two jars of daughter's red wine, and tell him that I invited him."
The waiter quickly brought the wine and beef to the knife-wielding man's table and whispered something to him.
The man holding the knife looked at the table where Liu Mang was sitting in surprise.
At a glance, he saw Liu Mang's tall figure, and Wang Zhigang and the others next to him were also quite majestic. He stood up, picked up the wine bowl on the table, and walked towards Liu Mang's table.