The Fugui Martial Arts School of the Fugui Gang, you can tell at a glance that it is selling dog meat over sheep's heads.
The martial arts school is fake, but it is real that it recruits local gangsters to form an evil force that harms others.
I don’t know how many people this wealthy gang has harmed.
Xu Qingyun has always been a person with a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. He repays favors with kindness and revenge with hatred.
If the people from the Fugui Gang didn't find anyone to harm him at night, Xu Qingyun would pretend that nothing happened. But they sent people to burn him to death. How could Xu Qingyun remain indifferent?
If he didn't come to his door, the people from the Fugui Gang would definitely continue to cause trouble for him.
Instead of going on like this endlessly, it would be better for Xu Qingyun to take the initiative to come to the door and solve the problem once and for all.
The sinister-looking man suddenly looked back at Xu Qingyun and said, "By the way, I have to remind you in advance, do you have enough money with you? This entrance gift is indispensable!"
"If you give me enough greeting gifts, it won't be a problem for you to become the head of the Xiangzhu Hall in the Fugui Gang."
Xu Qingyun was slightly stunned. How could he be like this? Is this any different from spending money to buy an official position?
However, he said with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, the greeting gift is enough!"
Seeing Xu Qingyun patting his chest in assurance, the man felt relieved and smiled: "That's good, that's good!"
The man with sly eyebrows led Xu Qingyun to a place, walked forward, and knocked lightly on the door.
Suddenly an extremely angry voice came from inside: "It's so early in the morning, I'm talking about it!"
"Master Liu Xiang, someone wants to join our Fugui Gang, and I specially recommend him here!" the man said loudly outside the door.
After a while, the door opened and a man walked out, wearing rich clothes. He looked at Xu Qingyun arrogantly and asked in a deep voice: "You are the one who wants to join our Rich Gang?"
"It's me." Xu Qingyun said with a smile.
He was not in a hurry and started to do it now, but he was just thinking about having fun.
The person in front of him was called Liu Xiangzhu by the man, and he should be Wei Datong's subordinate. The man with the sinister eyebrows and rat-eyes was in a position where he could not directly see Wei Datong, the hall master.
Liu Xiangzhu looked at Xu Qingyun a few more times, and then said: "Gang leader, hall master, they haven't gotten up yet, you come in with me and wait."
After saying that, he turned around and went in, and Xu Qingyun followed him.
The man who came with Xu Qingyun also entered together.
He did not forget to remind Xu Qingyun in a low voice: "Little brother, don't forget my introduction gift!"
It seemed that he was only thinking about Xu Qingyun's introduction gift and followed Xu Qingyun closely.
Xu Qingyun entered, and his eyes were wide open.
The stronghold of the Fugui Gang is indeed very large. The front yard is spacious, there are rooms on the left and right sides, the main hall is gorgeously decorated, and there are two eye-catching large pillars erected.
In the middle of the two large pillars, there is a plaque with four words "Wealth Martial Arts School" crookedly written on it!
I don’t know who wrote it. The handwriting is so ugly, but he still had the courage to hang it on it.
There is a large open space in the yard, and there are several rows of weapon racks on both sides of the open space. There are all kinds of weapons on them, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, whips and hammers.
"I'm going to see if the gang leaders are awake. You wait here and are not allowed to wander around. Fugui Martial Arts School is not a place where you can walk around at will!" Liu Xiangzhu said in a warning tone, and then left quickly.
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Xu Qingyun did not move, but looked around curiously with a pair of starry eyes.
After getting a little bored of waiting, Xu Qingyun looked at the man with sinister eyebrows next to him and asked: "What's your name?"
The man was not happy anymore and said angrily: "You should be more polite when you speak. I am your introducer. If you join the Fugui Gang early, you should be more polite."
"You don't want to say anything!" Xu Qingyun was not polite.
However, the man still answered Xu Qingyun's question. He puffed up his chest and said loudly: "My surname is Zhu and my name is Ba Rong!"
"Zhu Balong!" Xu Qingyun said with a smile, "Isn't it called Zhu Bajie?"
"Who is Zhu Bajie? Is he famous?"
When Zhu Balong heard this, he looked curious.
Obviously there is no Journey to the West in this world, so people here naturally don’t know about Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong.
"This man's name is very similar to mine. Is he also your friend? Is he interested in joining the Fugui Gang?"
"If you are interested, you can bring him here, and remember to ask him to bring a meeting gift and an introduction gift!"
This guy kept talking non-stop and only had money in his eyes.
Xu Qingyun immediately changed the topic, pointed to the four big characters on the plaque and asked, "Who wrote those characters?"
Zhu Balong took a look and replied: "It seems to be written by our gang leader, who is also the owner of our martial arts gym."
That's it. No wonder the calligraphy is so ugly and can be hung on it.
Xu Qingyun walked to a row of weapon racks, took down a silver spear from the top, and danced it a few times, creating a beautiful spear dance.
"What are you doing?!"
Zhu Balong was puzzled and surprised when he saw Xu Qingyun's movements.
Xu Qingyun still had a faint smile on his face, and said in a calm tone: "I don't do anything, I just think the words on this plaque are too ugly."
"Don't put such ugly words on it to make people look embarrassed."
Zhu Balong's expression suddenly changed.
I saw Xu Qingyun rushing towards the plaque, and then he stepped forward, jumped up high, and hit the plaque heavily with the silver spear in his hand. The next moment, he heard a "click" sound.
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The plaque was cracked by the silver spear in Xu Qingyun's hand, split in half from the middle, and the plaque fell down together with the stone on it.
It was early in the morning and the yard was very quiet. This sudden sound seemed particularly clear and loud, spreading all around.
Zhu Balong was stunned and stood there, his mind completely blank and his whole body stiff.
He never thought that Xu Qingyun would be so bold and dare to do this.
Crazy, this kid is crazy!
Oh my god! What did he do? He smashed the sign of Fugui Martial Arts School!
It's over, it's all over, I brought him in, and I'm going to die too!
This loud noise quickly alerted other people in the Fugui Gang. They heard a burst of noise, and then a group of people poured out.
Someone was the first to shout angrily: "Who is making trouble here! Don't you know where this place is!"
Xu Qingyun stood there quietly holding a silver spear.
He didn't take a serious look at the dozen or so people who came out, just pretending that these people didn't exist.
These people finally saw the plaque that was broken by Xu Qingyun. The plaque with the four characters Fugui Martial Arts was broken into two halves, fell to the ground, and was stepped on by the opponent's foot.
The expressions of these people changed instantly, and each one of them was extremely angry, burning with rage.
It was a shame and a shame that the plaque was destroyed and trampled on.
These people took out weapons from the rows of weapon racks and surrounded Xu Qingyun.