At The Beginning, The True Spirit Is Immortal, And The Talent Adds Some Physical Body.

On the way back, Chen Cuo concentrated on the panel, crippled Fan Ming, and killed the other three men.

It had completely rewritten the fate of Fan Ming and others, but he noticed that the golden grid below only increased by two grids, which meant that only 2 destiny points were added.

The original 27 destiny points were used to enlighten the "Iron-Sand Palm" and "Basic Knife Technique" Talents, leaving 23 points. As a result, Fan Ming was killed and crippled before adding 2 destiny points, and now there are 25 points left. Destiny points.

This also proves that Chen Cuo did not actually change the fate of these three people much. Even if Chen Cuo kills those three people, it can only mean that these people will be killed by others soon if they do not die in his hands. , and whether Fan Ming is disabled or not, there will be no big changes in his fate.

This is also a rule that Chen Cuo has learned from accumulating destiny points many times. Only when his actions have a greater impact on his own or others' destiny can he obtain more points.

So Mr. Fan is not worried at all.

The old man is probably more dissatisfied with the bastard Fan Ming. Fan Wufeng chose to join the Stable Rock Gang at the beginning because he was hurt by the gangs and lakes when he was wandering around the world. He was disheartened and chose a gang to retire. The guy used sweet words to gain favor and was adopted as his adopted son.

But what exactly this person did was not something an old man like Fan Wufeng could not see. However, just to be sure, Chen Cuo decided to go see the old man.

Returning to Qingshui Street, he said calmly to Gu Pang: "Fat man, take all your income in the past two months and go with me to see the old man, Ding Xiang and Mazi, you two can appease the good brothers... Remember not to cause chaos. .”

The small bosses of each street in Stable Rock Gang submit their monthly money to the big boss every three months. This is more convenient and avoids having to go back and forth every month.

Hearing Chen Cuo's words, although several people were a little confused, they felt that it was reasonable. Since Fan Ming was injured, he must inform the old man.

Gu Pang left to prepare the banknotes.

"Ding Xiang, Mazi, how are your cultivation progress?"

"Back to boss, I haven't entered the skin training realm yet, and the progress is slow."

"Well, I don't blame you. It's still too difficult to rely on "Basic Boxing" to get into skin training. Unfortunately, the old man of "Iron-Sand Palm" has made an agreement not to teach it casually, but I have no choice. I will give it to you when I have the opportunity in the future. I have found some good skills for you and passed them on to the brothers."

"Yes! Thank you, boss."

"We are all brothers, so why say thank you?"

As a leader, you should always show concern for your subordinates.

However, he looked at Ding Xiang and found that she was still wearing a mask. Ding Xiang was born with a peerless and beautiful face.

A year ago she was still a small, skinny, skinny monkey. Even though she was a beautiful woman, it was not until three months ago that she fully blossomed, becoming slim and graceful.

But since she was molested by a rich man three months ago when she went out to buy groceries, although Chen Cuo avenged her, she put on a mask and vowed to practice martial arts.

The fat man took the banknote and Chen Cuo took him to Fan Wufeng's location.

In addition to the gang leader Shi Potian, the Stable Rock Gang also has two gang leaders, the inner and outer gangs. Both gang leaders are Shi Potian's cronies. The inner gang is in charge of the gang's material wealth, and the outer gang is in charge of all external matters, including hunting down murderers, fighting, and anti-smuggling.

The rest are six big bosses like Fan Wufeng, who are in charge of half of the Acropolis. Each of them has a number of small bosses to make money for them.

The old man has turned sixty this year, and his temples are already covered with gray hair.

Chen Cuo went directly into Fan Wufeng's yard as usual, but at this time, the old man's men in the yard showed incredible expressions, as if they couldn't believe that he dared to come here at this time.

Fan Wufeng's outer courtyard is a huge martial arts training ground, filled with large and small wooden stakes, and various weapons on both sides.

Further inside was the place where the old man usually lived. It was unusually spacious. As soon as he entered, he saw the old man and bowed to say hello, "Master, how are you doing?"

The old man was once a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Organ Refining Realm. He wandered around the world in his early years. He was also decisive in killing and made a big name in the world.

The unique skill "Iron-Sand Palm" and the "Iron Cloak Kung Fu" that are invulnerable to swords are all treasured skills that the old man used to travel around the world. But ever since he was injured and retired, he has always been like this ordinary old man.

However, from the skin that was as tight as the leather of an alien beast and the iron-green arms, one could vaguely see the power of the old man.

"Master? Don't call me master, do you still think of me as a master? How dare you hurt Ming'er!" Someone had already informed him of the conflict between Fan Ming and Chen Cuo.

Fan Wufeng spoke angrily and slapped his palm on the hardwood table in front of him, with a clearly visible palm print imprinted on it.

"Old man, you don't know me yet. I have never been a troublemaker. If Fan Ming hadn't gone too far this time, I wouldn't have been so cruel. If I hadn't fought back, I would have hurt my men. If the shop cannot collect monthly money, isn’t it the interests of the gang that will be lost?”

Chen Cuo knew that the old man was angry on the surface, but he might have other thoughts in his heart, so he kept replying to Fan Wufeng with a playful smile.

Fan Wufeng still had a dark face: "Humph, if Fan Ming doesn't live up to his expectations, he is still my adopted son. In my eyes, including you and your senior brothers, I treat you as my own sons, but what about you?

For the sake of a small amount of power in your hands, you directly disabled your brother and passed on "Iron-Sand Palm" to you. Is this how you use it? Do you know how heartbroken I am to see you brothers fighting against each other? "

Chen Cuo saw Fan Wufeng slapping his chest loudly, with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to slap it down.

But Chen Cuo waved his hand and asked Gu Pang to take out all the banknotes prepared in his arms, which were a total of two thousand two hundred taels. He said to Fan Wufeng: "Old man, even his biological son is sometimes not as useful as these things." , not to mention that idiot Fan Ming.

When doing business, the most important thing is to pay attention to every word of trust. I promised the shops under me that I will be their patron saint, so you will be willing to pay me money. If I can't do this, they will still be willing to do so. Do you need to pay your monthly payment?

Last time I spared him for the sake of your master, but this time he went even further and asked shopkeeper Zhou to pay two hundred taels of silver. If I retreat again, wouldn't my whole face be ruined? , how can I run my Qingshui Street with peace of mind in the future? "

Fan Wufeng saw that what Chen Cuo said made a lot of sense, and when he saw the banknote he took out, he showed an incredulous look.

"This is?"

Chen Cuo raised his head and said calmly: "This is the monthly money I have collected in the past two months."

"What, you increased the monthly fee of the store again, to one thousand taels a month?" The poor place on Qingshui Street is located in a remote place. The former boss under him, who was Chen Cuo's former boss, could only pay a maximum of one thousand taels a month. Fan Wufeng could receive a monthly payment of five to six hundred taels, but Fan Wufeng actually received less than 400 taels.

Once Chen Cuo took over, the monthly revenue was a fixed 800 taels. This time it was even more outrageous. The income brought by Chen Cuo was already comparable to Qingshui Street under Fan Ming's jurisdiction.

You know, Qingshui Street and Qingshui Street are only separated by one road. Resources make a huge difference. Chen Cuo's ability to make such huge gains from a bad hand is enough to prove his ability.

“I didn’t increase their monthly salary, I just chose to invest in a teahouse, increase their income in my own way, and then pay dividends.

Master, do you believe it? If I wanted to, I could double the revenue of Ching Shui Street. "

Unexpectedly, Fan Wufeng did not show any excitement, but looked at Chen Cuo very cautiously, with a hint of fear in his heart.

He still remembers that when he first met Chen Cuo a year ago, Chen Cuo specially danced a set of "Basic Boxing" in front of him with great charm.

He knew that this was not a simple young man. He even went through a background check at that time and knew that he was seriously ill because of the death of his mother. He was a kind and loving young man, so he chose to accept him as a disciple.

For a year, Chen Cuo has been honest and diligent in his duties, but he didn't expect that his scheming would be so deep.

At this time, his expression changed and he looked at Chen Cuo coldly, as if he wanted to see through it completely. The fat man was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the spot, but Chen Cuo's expression remained unchanged.

"What do you want to do?" Fan Wufeng asked.

"Old man, I want to make a bet with you. If I can double the income of Qingshui Street, you will hand over Qingshui Street to me. I guarantee that your income will definitely quadruple in the future. We can't let all the uncles who used to conquer the world with you lose to that idiot!" Chen Cuo said calmly and bluntly.

"This is to beat Fan Ming, and we have to dig out his roots!"

Fan Wufeng thought this way, but Chen Cuo's words hit his bottom line. He is a man who values ​​love and justice. He was injured and retired from the world, and later returned to the world to join the Stable Rock Gang, all with the help of a group of old brothers.

Now that his life is stable, he has taken the position of the leader of the Stable Rock Gang and is in a semi-retired state. A group of old brothers are still working under him to earn a living.

This reason is also what makes him most dissatisfied with Fan Ming. As the saying goes, every son inherits his father's legacy, but if Fan Ming takes over his position as the big boss, his old brothers will definitely have a difficult life in the future.

So Chen Cuo guessed this and used it as a bargaining chip to point out his own value.

"Okay, I promise you, and haven't you always wanted me to teach you "Iron Cloak Kung Fu"? If you can really double the business of Qingshui Street, Qingshui Street and "Iron Cloak Kung Fu" will be yours , the bet will start next month.”

"Yes, thank you, old man!" There was no contract signed. Anyway, he believed in the old man's credibility.

"Glib, you go back! I know how to deal with Fan Ming."

Only Chen Cuo dared to call Mr. Fan Wufeng, which was also his specific title, and Fan Wufeng did not refuse.

Chen Cuo took Gu Pang back to Qingshui Street. When he opened the panel, he saw that the destiny points had not changed at all, which proved that the old man had no intention of hurting him at all, so it was not considered that he had changed his destiny through deception.

Poor Fan Ming didn't understand that Fan Wufeng had also looked down on him for a long time, and he was the only one who kept pretending to be the adopted son.

"Fan Ming, Fan Ming, a tiger's poison can't bite his son, but a tiger's father doesn't have a dog's son either! If you don't live up to your expectations, no wonder the old man is cruel."