Life is a journey, don't worry about the end, because you may not reach the end, but go astray.
Wang Chen did not expect that the journey he thought he would continue alone would be interrupted inexplicably, and he would join a cultivator's gang, and the person who led him in was the burly cultivator who was like a black bear spirit.
Just now in the air, the black bear spirit introduced himself.
"Xiong Bao, nicknamed Xiong Laosan, is the third in command of the Jiangnan Gang."
During the short period of flying in the sky, Wang Chen thought it would take a lot of effort to understand the background, but the chatty bear Lao San, who couldn't bear his loneliness, talked about it in a few words.
"Shadow, you don't know that in your absence, the six of us make decisions always three to three. The vulture and the jackal always have different opinions, and the pheasant and pheasant, the fifth and fourth, like the color white.
"
"What's the relationship between liking the color white and having different opinions?" Wang Chen inevitably asked.
"You ask me? Of course I listen to the boss."
"...".
"By the way, the Gang Alliance Federation of Trade Unions said before that if you come back, we will not treat you badly under any circumstances."
"But you shadows are quite pitiful. Ever since the shadow hall master was captured by Biyun Sect and surrounded and killed, the shadow hall has been dispersed. It's okay for shadows like you are still known. Apart from the shadow hall master, the rest
If you don’t even know me, I’m afraid you can only return to the righteous path.”
"The righteous way has so many rules and regulations, but it's not like we are free and easy. We eat big chunks of meat, drink the strongest wine, and find the most promiscuous women. Hahaha, they are so pitiful." Xiong Laosan shook his head and sighed.
Wang Chen held his forehead, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. He had no idea why the so-called dragon head told Xiong Laosan the so-called identity of the shadow.
This guy is like a talkative person who spreads the word to tens and hundreds of people, but Xiong Laosan directly skips this process and reaches the level of spreading the word to tens of millions.
"If Shadow is really an undercover agent, wouldn't this lead to the sect chasing him?"
This question has always troubled Wang Chen, so much so that after he followed Xiong Laosan into the mountain gate, and walked into a meeting hall in a stumbling way, he still crossed his fingers under the tip of his nose, thinking about this series of complex
message.
There is a shrine directly above the meeting hall, enshrining a burly and angry-faced God of War.
There are eight large red lacquer chairs neatly placed on both sides of a long table. There are nine chairs connected to the front one, and six people are already seated on it.
After Xiong Laosan showed Wang Chen where to sit, he sat at the head of the row of seats on the right. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a yellow complexion. He had a pair of shining eyes and was nicknamed the Vulture.
He is the second in command of the Jiangnan Gang.
Next to Vulture is a young man with fierce eyes, ranked fourth, nicknamed Mad Dog. The seat opposite Mad Dog is empty, and it is said that it is the seat of the fifth blood leech. Blood leech was not able to attend the meeting because he was away on official business.
Opposite Wang Chen was a short young man with triangular eyes, the sixth-ranked Yin Monkey. After he sat down, he cast a fierce glance at Wang Chen from time to time.
There was a strange atmosphere among the five of them. No one spoke, and even Wang Chen was minding his own thoughts.
And Xiong Laosan was even more exaggerated. He actually leaned back on the chair and fell asleep, with his mouth wide open and snoring loudly.
Mad Dog frowned, showing a look of disgust, and actually put his hand into his arms as if he was about to commit murder. At this moment, a person walked into the meeting hall, and everyone looked at him. Xiong Laosan sat up in excitement, his face
He showed a simple and honest smile and called: "Boss."
This was a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing. While Wang Chen was sizing him up, he was also sizing up Wang Chen. Their eyes met and the middle-aged man smiled and then looked away.
The middle-aged man is tall, looks kind, but also very dignified. Needless to say, this is the boss Huang He that Brother Xiong calls.
"Okay, let's have a meeting."
Huang He's voice is deep and magnetic.
Wang Chen lowered his head and a cold light seemed to flash through his eyes. Then he uncrossed his hands and looked at Huang He calmly.
In just a short period of time, he had sorted through all the information he had obtained several times and simulated countless possibilities for possible questions.
He was very calm in his heart and made up his mind to conceal his identity and then find an opportunity to escape.
Mainly because he couldn't beat any of the five people sitting next to him.
Huang He put on a kind smile, looked around at everyone and said calmly: "About the matter of the movie hall, after several major sects jointly publicized it, everyone must be very clear about it."
"What a powerful tactic. Are you going to directly bring up the matter of the cinema first and pretend to express your trust in me?" This sentence did not go beyond Wang Chen's expectations. He carefully pondered the hidden meaning of Huang He's words in his heart.
Huang He paused for a moment, and then said with a serious face: "The brothers of Yingtang are in a dangerous situation, pretending to be snakes with the enemy, and have made great contributions to the entire gang alliance. Even we have benefited a lot. Although we are now separated,
, but we can’t treat him badly no matter what.”
Wang Chen's heart shivered: "Huang He has a good mind. First he proposed Shadow's contribution to the gang alliance, and showed that he would not treat Shadow badly. He won people's hearts, but did not point out that I was Shadow. Then, following the trend, it will lead to
"Who am I?" "Am I a shadow?" This fatal question is quite clever. But it is still expected.
Huang He naturally didn't know what Wang Chen was thinking, so he continued to talk:
"A few days ago, we received a notice from the Gang Federation Federation of Trade Unions, saying that all gangs are obliged to properly arrange and handle professional shadows, and we just have the honor to welcome a professional shadow. I am very happy that this is our
It's an honor for the Jiangnan Gang, so I asked the third child to pick him up, and the third child lived up to his trust and successfully picked him up."
Wang Chen was secretly on guard, but his face remained calm: "I'm here, the next step is to verify my identity."
"We naturally have to implement the alliance's instructions to the letter, so I plan to ask Shadow to go to the Qinghu Bay branch to practice, get familiar with the affairs of the gang, and then bring him back to be a senior executive. Do you have any objections?"
The six Jiangnan Gang senior officials looked at each other, exchanged strange looks with each other, and nodded in unison: "Agree."
Wang Chen was stunned, almost thinking that he heard wrongly.
"So smoothly? My preparations were completely useless?"
He had a feeling of vomiting blood as if the teacher asked me to answer the question "I know it, please hurry up and answer it", but in the end the teacher said, "I know you don't know it", and then gave the answer.
While he was stunned, Huang He turned his head and looked over with a kind expression:
"Our special status will bring harm to our family. Our real name is a personal secret. Now tell us your nickname."
Wang Chen was stunned and turned his head to meet Huang He's gaze in disbelief.
"You don't want to confirm my identity? You don't ask who I am? You just trust me like that? You want me to make up my name right now?"
Wang Chen was confused and puzzled. His mind was filled with questions and he even wanted to pull his hair. He had a question in his mind: "Is this a gang or a church?"
Seeing his silence, Huang He's eyes were full of confusion, and he explained: "You can't still call me Shadow, right? This nickname is a collective name. It's best to change it to another one. Just like me, my nickname is Huang He. He
It's vultures, mountain bears, mad dogs..."
"Oh, that sounds interesting..."
Just like a male cultivator named Flower Butterfly will always make people feel disgusted and want to slap him to death. The importance of nicknames to cultivators walking in the world of cultivation is self-evident, let alone the world of cultivation.
Among them, no one may know the name of a certain master, but if he gives his nickname, he may gain a long-lasting admiration. To a certain extent, the nickname can even replace the original name.
Wang Chen became interested.
Naturally, the nickname cannot be ordinary. But he doesn't seem to be good at giving nicknames.
While I was thinking hard, I heard Vulture suddenly interrupt:
"Wait a minute. As the saying goes, there are no rules. As for the code names of shadows, I think they can be arranged in terms of seniority."
Wang Chen was stunned, but Vulture was talking to himself, taking out a yellowed booklet and flipping through it:
"Oh, according to the genealogy, the shadow should be of the chicken generation."
…
"Chicken character?!"
"What kind of seniority is this? Is it the zodiac sign?"
Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then his heart was shocked.
"The meaning of the alliance is that the shadow is an existence that is aloof from the gang. After his transition, his status is slightly lower than that of the senior management. There are 6 of us senior executives. In this way, he is also the seventh in command in the gang. It is better to call him Chicken Seven or Chicken Seven.
Seven chickens?”
The Yin Monkey clapped his hands to express his kindness.
Chicken...seven...??
Wang Chen looked at Xiong Laosan nodding his head and was completely speechless: "What kind of nickname is this? Why do you think you are a vulture and a mad dog, so I have to add a number?!"
He was about to object, but Huang He smiled slightly and said, "No."
Wang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought: "Finally there is someone who understands."
Huang He's face slowly became heavier:
"Don't forget, we once had a seventh child. Although he died, he will always live in our hearts."
"The seventh person in front of me, although he is currently the seventh in our ranking, his real ranking is the eighth."
After going around, several people didn't react for a long time.
After a while, I heard Xiong Laosan slap his forehead and say: "Yes, yes, according to this seniority..."
"Lao Qi, you can call me Ji Yiba."
"!!"
Wang Chen had already reacted, and his eyes suddenly widened. After Xiao Yao had been tempered for thousands of times, the mental barrier that he thought was absolutely defensive and unbreakable suddenly turned into powder.
If we really bear this terrible nickname, will the void still be broken? How will history be written?
On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, who broke the void? Who did the void break?
He stood up and was about to get angry, but Xiong Laosan's hand as big as a cattail leaf fan held his shoulder down.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
"I think so."
After weighing the fighting strength of both sides, his face twitched, and he spoke the first sentence with a look of despair: "Please, you must, must, absolutely give such a majestic nickname to others, I am Wanwan
It’s unaffordable.”
"Anyway, brother has made great contributions to the gang, and only you can bear this nickname." Huang He smiled and said approvingly.
"Whoever dares to have an opinion, I, Xiong Laosan, will chop him up alive!"
Xiong Laosan had a righteous look on his face, full of anger, and a ferocious look, as if anyone who objected would have his blood splattered on the spot.
"Then how about I be the ninth child? I don't mind if the eighth child's position is left to others."
"You can't mess with the seniority."
"Sooner or later, I will kill you and silence you." Wang Chen cursed.