Of the forty-nine cities in Changning Prefecture, there are actually only four territories belonging to the Flying Eagle Gang, and among them is Changlefang, which is extremely dilapidated.
Third Master Hu is one of the thirteen big bosses of the Flying Eagle Gang, and he is also a relatively strong one. His territory is one-third of Shunyifang.
Compared with Changlefang, Shunyifang is much more prosperous. The streets are bustling with people and pedestrians are constantly coming and going. Unlike Changlefang, where sewage flows across the street all year round, it looks like a slum.
"Master Hu has his own house in Shunyifang, with three entrances and three exits. Gee, when will we be able to live in a big house with three entrances and three exits." Huang Bingcheng looked envious.
People like them, who are at the bottom of the gang, don't think about how to become famous, but about living a stable life.
There were two members of the Flying Eagle Gang guarding Mr. Hu's door. Huang Bingcheng hurriedly approached and flattered: "It turns out to be Boss Wang and Brother Tian, and you two are guarding the gate today? Can you please go and report to Changlefang?"
Su Xin asks to see you."
"Su Xin? The Su Xin who killed Chen Dao?" The two looked at Su Xin with playful expressions on their faces.
Huang Bingcheng's heart skipped a beat. As expected, the news had already reached Master Hu.
But unexpectedly, the two people did not make things difficult for Su Xin. They just said calmly: "You go in, Mr. Hu is waiting inside."
Huang Bingcheng led Su Xin in suspiciously, and the two people behind him immediately closed the door.
"I said Lao Wang, do you think this kid can still come out?"
"I don't know, but if he can come out of here, he will definitely have a place in the Flying Eagle Gang!"
"Why? Just because he killed Chen Dao?"
"No, it's because he still dared to come here after killing Chen Dao. This kind of courage is extraordinary!"
In the hall, Su Xin finally met the long-famous Mr. Tiger.
In addition to the gang leader, the Flying Eagle Gang has three gang leaders, namely the Xingtang, which is in charge of punishment, the Shanshitang, which is in charge of asset logistics, and the Zhantang, which controls the strongest combat power in the gang.
In addition to them, there are thirteen big bosses of the Flying Eagle Gang, and Third Master Hu is the stronger one among them.
Third Master Hu is already in his fifties, almost sixty.
There are already some gray hairs on the temples. He is one of the earliest brothers who followed the Feiying Gang leader and Sha Feiying to conquer the world.
The first thing Su Xin noticed when he came in was Master Hu's hands.
He is an ordinary person, just like an ordinary old man.
Only his hands had unusually broad bones, were pitch black, and were actually glowing with the color of gold and iron.
Su Xin has read Mr. Hu’s information.
He has been practicing Iron Sand Palm for nearly forty years, and has become so powerful that he can open monuments, crack stones, break gold and break jade!
"Are you Su Xin? You just killed my adopted son and you dare to come to see me. How brave you are!"
Mr. Hu spoke coldly, and with a strong movement of his left hand holding the teacup, the entire teacup immediately shattered into powder!
Huang Bingcheng shivered violently and almost fell to his knees on the ground in fright.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
This Third Master Tiger's temper is not that good.
"It's not that I'm brave, it's just that I know that you won't kill me, Third Master." Su Xin sat on the chair without any fear on his face.
Mr. Hu was extremely angry and laughed back: "Won't I kill you? Do you know how long it took me to train Chen Dao? From the time he was twenty until now! A full twenty years!
The successor I spent twenty years training was killed by you with one sword, and you said I won't kill you?"
Su Xin looked directly at Mr. Hu, with no intention of retreating: "Even if I don't kill Chen Dao, you will kill him one day, Mr. Hu!"
Master Hu's expression suddenly changed.
"What on earth do you mean?"
Su Xin said calmly: "What I mean is what you want, Third Master Hu. Chen Daocen has threatened you. If I kill him, it can be said that I have done you a big favor, Third Master."
"What do I mean?" Mr. Hu's expression calmed down: "Then tell me, what do I mean?"
"Third Master, you are only over fifty years old this year, but Chen Dao is already forty.
When you wanted to train Chen Dao as your successor, he did really well.
However, Iron Sand Palm has already reached its peak at the age of thirty, and its strength is not even much worse than that of the weaker big boss.
But this is not a good thing for you, Third Master, because he grows up too fast!
A warrior's energy and blood are abundant and strong. At your age, Third Master, you can still be the boss for at least ten more years.
You can wait ten years, but can Chen Dao wait? He has the strength comparable to that of a big boss but has no one under his command. Will he be willing to do so?
I believe you, Third Master, must have felt it too, right? You are almost unable to suppress him.
The Flying Eagle Gang only has such a large territory. Even though it has the strength of the big boss, it does not have the territory and manpower of the big boss!
His only option is to let you retire early.
You come down, he comes up!"
After Su Xin finished speaking, he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. He looked calm and composed, but Huang Bingcheng was shocked.
Boss, you used to be a storyteller? You can make up such bizarre stories.
This made Mr. Hu angry and gave each of us a slap. We all have to answer here!
But unexpectedly, Mr. Hu did not rush over and give them a slap as Huang Bingcheng imagined. Instead, he stared at Su Xin with a hint of fear in his eyes!
I remember that when he was as old as Su Xin, he was still full of passion and only knew how to fight and kill.
But Su Xin's analysis just now was like a roundworm in his stomach, almost telling him everything he was thinking.
This scheming is not like that of a young man who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but just like that of a middle-aged veteran.
Little did they know that what Su Xin did in his previous life was to figure out people.
He has hundreds of people in charge. He may not be technical, but if he doesn't know how to think about people, he won't be able to sit in that position for several years.
Mr. Hu looked at Su Xin coldly, and just when Huang Bingcheng was about to pee with fear, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Okay! Very good! People in the Flying Eagle Gang say that you, Su Xin, are very skilled, but if you ask me, what should be praised most is your brain."
Mr. Hu looked at Su Xin with admiration in his eyes: "But this matter is not so easy to settle. You killed my adopted son, why should you give me one as well?"
Su Xin knelt down on one knee without hesitation, clasped his fists respectfully and said, "My son, please pay homage to your adoptive father!"
With that said, Su Xin immediately took out the five hundred taels of silver notes from his arms and presented them with both hands.
"Five hundred taels of silver is a small amount, but it is my child's wish. I hope my adoptive father will accept it."
"Okay, okay! Su Xin, I saw you right." Mr. Hu took the banknote casually and put it on the table beside him, the admiration in his eyes became even stronger.
Of course he didn't pay attention to the five hundred taels of silver notes, but young people with such a discerning eye and knowing how to advance and retreat are rare nowadays.
You can practice if you are not strong enough, but things like scheming are very difficult to practice.
"Su Xin, from now on Happy Forest will be under your control, and I will report your identity to the gang.
However, you have just become the little boss, and apart from you, who is very skilled, you only have some ordinary gangsters left.
I have two young men with good skills here, and they will follow you from now on."
Master Hu clapped his hands, and two young men walked in from outside the yard.
One of the two men was in his twenties, with no expression on his face. He looked like everyone owed him hundreds of taels of silver.
The other one is about thirty years old. Just the opposite of the previous one, everyone looks kind and smiling.
"This is Li Huai and Ji Gang. They have been with me for some years, and their skills are pretty good. They can help you just right."
Li Huai, who had a paralyzed face, nodded to Su Xin and was done, while Ji Gang said with a smile: "Boss Su, from now on, I will follow you to make a living."
"Brother Ji, you're welcome. You are a senior member of the Flying Eagle Gang. I should be the one to learn from you."
Su Xin acted very modestly. He would not naively think that Mr. Hu sent these two people here just to help him.
For a person who had just killed his adopted son and analyzed his own psychology thoroughly, no matter how wary Third Master Hu was of him, Su Xin thought it was normal.
However, if only two people wanted to check and balance Su Xin, Mr. Hu's thinking was too simple.
"Okay, you go out and wait, I want to say something to Su Xin."
Mr. Hu waved his hand, and Li Huai and Ji Gang walked out of the door immediately.
Huang Bingcheng showed an admiring look at Su Xin.
This boss is really not a cover-up. He actually solved the matter in just a few words, and he also has a big backer like Mr. Hu!
With Third Master Hu as his adoptive father, Su Xin's position in the Flying Eagle Gang is as solid as a rock.
As the first gang member to seek refuge with Su Xin, this also proves that Huang Bingcheng made the right bet!
After everyone went out, Su Xin asked respectfully: "Father, do you have any other instructions?"
"You have learned internal strength, right?"
Mr. Hu's words immediately shocked Su Xin.
According to his information, only the gang leader and three hall leaders in the Flying Eagle Gang are truly proficient in internal martial arts. How did Master Hu know that he knew internal martial arts?
Seeing Su Xin's shocked look, Mr. Hu nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, I won't rob you of your inner strength and mental skills. I can also do inner strength."
Su Xin asked cautiously: "But I heard people say that in our Flying Eagle Gang, only the gang leader and three hall leaders are warriors who have learned internal martial arts. You and the other hall leaders are only proficient in some external kung fu."
That’s all.”
"They know nothing!"
Mr. Hu said disdainfully: "At the beginning, our Flying Eagle Gang was founded with only thirty people. Almost all of us were brothers who followed the gang leader to conquer the world. Since the gang leader knows internal strength, why wouldn't he leave it to us?
In fact, the current thirteen major leaders of the Flying Eagle Gang have all learned internal martial arts from the gang leader.
However, martial arts is not just about hard study and practice, it also depends on talent.
The human body has one hundred and eight orifices, refining thirty-six acupoints is the early stage of acquired life, refining seventy-two acupoints is the middle stage of acquired life, and refining one hundred and eight acupoints is the great perfection of acquired life.
Only by stepping into the acquired realm can one be called a true warrior. Unfortunately, I have spent nearly forty years and only refined thirteen acupoints."
Su Xin really doesn't know what Mr. Hu is talking about.
But the "Quan Zhen Jiao Elementary Internal Skills" he got by lottery should contain these things.
However, he had just drawn the mental technique, and without even looking at it, he went to take revenge with the little bit of energy he had cultivated with the 5% proficiency gifted by the system.
"With the power of your iron sand palm, foster father, even the warriors in the early stages of acquired life cannot defeat you." Su Xin complimented.
"Okay, you don't have to put your hat on me anymore. Go back and work hard. Happy Forest borders the Qingzhu Gang's territory. Remember, don't embarrass the Flying Eagle Gang."
Seeing that his words had calmed Su Xin, Master Hu nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, foster father, I will take my leave then."
Su Xin stood up and bowed respectfully to Mr. Hu before turning and leaving the living room.