All the gang members were sent to Luyang City. Some were looking for carpenters, some were looking for tailors, and some were looking for embroiderers...
Han Zuo was holding back his anger, but he didn't dare not follow Feng Qi's request, and he didn't even dare to be perfunctory.
Feng Qi did things recklessly. He was worried that the guy would really dare to push Gang Leader Qiu out the next day to check the results of his labor. It was a bit embarrassing to change the Iron Palm Gang into the Peacekeeping Gang, but it was better than the gang leader being killed by him.
Water transportation is a big piece of meat, and countless pairs of eyes are watching it. Without Qiu Yuanlang to control it, the Iron Palm Gang is not far away from being destroyed.
The worst case scenario is that Feng Qi can be dealt with, and he can just plead guilty and help the Iron Palm Gang clear their name.
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In Qiu Yuanlang's ward, Du Ge and Liu Cheng spent the night talking about their ideals and testing each other all night.
Liu Ben intended to guard Du Ge to see if he could find an opportunity to snatch the gang leader out of his hands. Unexpectedly, until the end, the sick Wang San took the time to take a nap, and Feng Qi was still in high spirits.
Not a trace of tiredness.
He, on the other hand, yawned one after another, unable to hold himself up. If Feng Qi had not had the intention to kill him, he would have been the first to fall.
The sky is white.
Liu Cheng yawned with dark circles under his eyes: "Mr. Qi is so energetic, he must be the best among the demons!"
Duge said modestly: "I can't say I'm the best. I'm lucky to have a lot of energy."
In fact, Du Ge originally planned to tie Liu Cheng up and rest alternately with Wang San. He had tested the eight-minute rest method of the special forces on Earth. He could recover most of his energy by taking an eight-minute nap every once in a while.
Coupled with his keen five senses, Wang San warned that stealing eight minutes should not be a big problem.
But who would have thought that after struggling all night, I didn't feel sleepy at all. It must have something to do with the skyrocketing attributes and the increase in mental power before. It was an unexpected surprise.
It’s right to think about it.
The virtual characters in the game always only have physical strength settings. When they need to sleep and when they rest depends entirely on whether the people playing the game outside are sleepy or not.
Wang San still needs to sleep. The settings of the simulation field are already very user-friendly. However, after resting for more than half an hour, he regained his energy and his attribute values are most likely not low.
At this time.
There was a commotion outside.
Accompanied by the advice of "Master, don't be impulsive".
With a bang, the door was kicked open, and a person rushed in with a gust of cold wind: "I want to see what kind of devil it is, dare to... dad..."
The man looked at Qiu Yuanlang, who had a sword hanging on his neck, and braked urgently.
"Eldest Young Master? Qiu Feilong?" Du Ge glanced at him and said calmly, "Impulse is the devil. Do you know that if I hadn't raised the sword in time, your behavior just now would have sent your father to the west.
Yes. I have upheld your filial piety, you should thank me..."
"Go away!" Qiu Feilong was furious, "Let go of my father and I will spare your life."
Han Zuo followed in. He had already changed into blue and black clothes. There was a white circle in front of him, with the word "Wei" written neatly inside.
He awkwardly looked around the scene in the room, stretched out his hand to pull Qiu Feilong, and said tactfully: "Eldest Young Master, go out first, the gang leader needs to rest, let's go out and talk..."
"My father was pointed at a sword, and you asked me to go out and talk?" Qiu Feilong said angrily, pointing to the word "U" on Han Zuo's chest, "And you idiot, you just do whatever he asks you to do? What the hell are you doing?
Are they from the Iron Palm Gang or his?"
"I..." Han Zuo glanced at Duge and was speechless.
"Kneel down, or I will chop off one of your father's fingers." Du Ge looked at Qiu Feilong and suddenly shouted, with a clang, he had already drawn out another long sword, and the blade pressed against Qiu Yuanlang's thumb.
"Is it my people that you can reprimand?"
"..." Qiu Feilong was stunned and glared at Duge angrily.
"Feng Qi, what are you talking nonsense about? When did I become yours?" Han Zuo defended with a pale face.
"Wearing the clothes of the peacekeeping gang, you are my people." Du Ge said seriously, "If you can't even protect my human dignity, how can you maintain justice in the world?"
He looked at Qiu Feilong again: "Kneel down!"
Du Ge did not miss any opportunity to defend himself. He pressed down with his long sword. Qiu Yuanlang's fingers immediately turned red. Qiu Yuanlang, who was in a coma, twitched subconsciously.
"You dare?" Qiu Feilong said anxiously. He took a step forward suddenly. The sword in Du Ge's other hand pressed against Qiu Yuanlang's throat. He looked at Qiu Feilong provocatively, "You traitor, you want to kill your father and usurp the throne."
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Qiu Feilong's face turned dark and he was in a dilemma.
At this time.
Only then did he understand why Han Zuo stopped him at the door. If he didn't kill Feng Qi, it was an unsolvable situation. Whoever came in would be humiliated, unless he wanted his father to die.
"Don't kneel?" Duge shook his head and laughed mockingly, "Old Qiu, Old Qiu, you gave birth to a good and ambitious son. Unfortunately, from now on, your nickname in the world will probably be 'Nine
It’s a magic palm. From now on, I hope you won’t resent your son when you can’t hold up chopsticks..."
As he spoke, he raised his sword and prepared to cut.
"Stop!" Qiu Feilong's eyes were about to burst, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I kneel down."
He stared at Doug, slowly knelt on the ground, and said word by word: "Now you are satisfied!"
"Why are you kneeling on me?" Du Ge looked stunned, "Kneel down on Han Zuo! You insulted his dignity, but you didn't insult me?"
"..." Qiu Feilong was stunned. He stood up with a livid face, turned to Han Zuo, and was about to kneel down, "Hall Master Han, it's my fault."
Han Zuo hurriedly supported him and said: "Eldest Young Master, there is no need." He looked at Duge and panicked, "Mr. Qi, there is no need to stand up for me, I have no dignity..."
"Hall Master Han, you may not have dignity, but when you put on those clothes, you represent the Peace Keeping Gang. What I protect is not only your dignity, but also the face of the Peace Keeping Gang." Du Ge said seriously, "I want to let
Everyone in the peacekeeping gang knows that as long as you wear these clothes, no one can bully you."
No one bullied us, it was you who bullied us!
Originally, I could still survive if I changed my sign and clothes, but now that the eldest son has bowed down to me, I will no longer have a chance to survive in the Iron Palm Gang...
Han Zuo was about to cry.
Du Ge's move was so cruel that he easily alienated the relationship between him and the eldest son.
"Hall Master Han, there's no need to stop me. I'm asking for this kneeling." Qiu Feilong said with a sullen face, pushed Han Zuo's hand away, and kowtowed to him firmly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have insulted Wei He.
help."
It’s over!
Han Zuo closed his eyes in pain, his heart filled with sadness.
"Are you satisfied this time?" Qiu Feilong stood up again and looked at Duge with cold eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Eldest Young Master, don't blame me. The Peacekeeping Gang was jointly established by your father and I. We must use iron-blooded methods to maintain the morality of the world. There is nothing I can do about it. Speaking of which, you are also a member of the Iron Palm Gang. Since you are back, you should do your best.
To fulfill your filial piety, let's put on the clothes of the Peacekeepers first!" Duge smiled, "The old man hasn't woken up yet. When he wakes up, I hope he will see a brand-new gang..."
"Feng Qi, don't bully others too much." Qiu Feilong said angrily.
"You're already on your knees, what's the point of changing clothes? You can't let me threaten you with your father's finger again!" Du Ge looked at Qiu Yuanlang with regret, then picked up the sword and was eager to try on his finger.
, "In the future, when you can't hold up chopsticks, I hope you won't hold a grudge against your son..."
The reverse ladder effect, when you ask the target to do something that is excessive, and then ask him to do something that is not too excessive, it will be relatively easier for him to accept it.
"Okay, I'll change." Qiu Feilong's eyes widened, his face flushed, and he said feeling humiliated, "Hall Master Han, go get me some clothes."
Han Zuo nodded.
"Sishen." Duge corrected, "Gang leader, Hall Master Liu and this doctor also need to change."
Liu Cheng said nothing. After a night of confrontation, he had already understood that when facing Duge, obedience was the best way, so that the old gang leader would suffer less.
One night, his neck was rubbed with more than ten marks by Du. After a few more times, the calluses would be rubbed out, and they would be able to change their name to the Iron Neck Gang.
Duge thought for a moment, looked at Qiu Feilong, and ordered: "My eldest son, you are the boss of the Qiu family. If the hall master comes back to visit your father in the future, you will be responsible for receiving them. Whoever comes will change clothes. If you don't change clothes, I will stamp on you."
Your father's fingers, and six hall masters, ten fingers are enough."
Qiu Feilong was furious: "Feng Qi, don't bully others too much. My father is like that. Can he wear clothes?"
Du Ge said: "It's okay to wear it. Lao Qiu is the symbol of the peacekeeping gang. He must set an example no matter what..."