Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Blackwater Gang's main hall was bustling with activity.

From early morning, the mounts arriving from all directions never ceased.

As for carriages, few would use them today.

It was too congested!

As one of Gushan City's major powers, the Blackwater Gang oversaw hundreds of thousands of people.

Today, not only would the various guard captains, generals, and elders come, but also those in management positions.

Within the city: managing farmland, running butcher shops, vinegar shops, soy sauce shops...

Outside the city: countless serfs needed managing, countless workers needed leading.

Within the Blackwater Gang, there were thus a large number of grassroots and mid-level managers.

Their strength might not be great; the primary requirements were understanding business and being good at accounting.

"Vice Gang Leader Zhao has arrived!"

"Elder Li has arrived!"

"Vice Gang Leader Lin has arrived!"

"..."

There was a particular order to the appearances.

Those with the lowest status, barely meeting the threshold to attend the meeting, arrived earliest.

This group consisted of ordinary management personnel, small captains of ordinary guard teams, and martial masters who were old and of mediocre strength.

They had no seats.

After arriving, they gathered in small groups, sitting on the steps of the square in front of the council hall, chatting and laughing.

"Da Niu! It's been a year!"

"Yo, Old Bai!"

"You kid, your physique is that of a second-rate martial apprentice now, right?"

"..."

"Old Zhang, don't you go, I must learn from you today. With this severe drought, how is it that your land produces over eighty more pounds per acre than mine?"

"What's there to say! Oh, look, isn't that Old Zhou from the butcher shop? I have a big deal, Old Zhou, please stay!"

"Hey, hey, hey, have you heard? There's going to be a big spectacle at our conference this time!"

"What big spectacle?"

Some people's eyes showed unusual expressions, clearly knowing something.

More people were curious and clueless.

The nature of people is to like to watch a spectacle.

Everyone was a low-level member of the gang, and the talk was nothing more than who got a good knife, whose daughter married whose son, whose wife was having an affair, and so on.

How could these words attract people more than a spectacle?

"It is said, and I'm just saying, don't spread it around."

"Stop talking nonsense, Zhou the Second Blockhead, tell us quickly."

"Look at you, Old Bai, always so impatient!" This person lowered his voice even further, saying, "I heard that Vice Gang Leader Lin wants to deal with someone."

"Deal with who?"

"Could it be the gang leader?!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The surrounding people scattered with a whoosh.

If these words reached the ears of the enforcement team, everyone would be whipped.

A loud voice continued to come:

"The Eldest Young Master has arrived!"

Zhao Zhe, with his wife Lin Shi, stepped into the square together.

"Eldest Young Master."

"Eldest Young Master."

The surrounding people greeted them one after another.

Zhao Zhe nodded with a stern face and stepped onto the high platform with Lin Shi.

Rumors continued to spread: "It is said that Gang Leader Lin is targeting a young master!"

"Hiss! A battle between young masters?"

Everyone inexplicably felt it was extraordinary.

Positions like young master and vice gang leader were bigger than the sky in their eyes.

As the sun began to rise, the people had almost all arrived.

The chairs on the high platform were also almost full.

Only a few seats remained empty.

"The Third Young Master has arrived!"

"The Seventh Young Master has arrived!"

Tang Wen and Shui Yun, dressed in white, came side by side.

As the saying goes, to be pretty, three parts depend on mourning.

White clothes like snow, a face like jade, eyes like bright stars, eyebrows divided into eight colors.

Men looked at Shui Yun, women looked at Tang Wen, almost unable to take their eyes off them.

As the two approached, they subconsciously held their breath and widened their pupils!

Stepping onto the high platform, whispers started below:

"Is this the Seventh Young Master?"

"Truly a celestial figure."

"He and Hall Master Shui are a perfect match."

"..."

Shui Yun's position was below Vice Gang Leader Zhao, and next to her was Tang Wen.

This arrangement was not very appropriate.

According to the order of precedence, Shui Yun should have been next to the Fourth Young Master.

But Shui Yun insisted on arranging it this way.

The Fourth Young Master sat opposite the two, along with the Eldest Young Master and the Sixth Young Master.

Meeting for the first time, Tang Wen sized them up with a slight smile.

The Eldest Young Master's face was gloomy.

The woman beside him was very beautiful, with a mature charm, her hair tied in a common married woman's bun.

In some of the works Tang Wen had read, this kind of bun represented danger.

Perhaps, the next moment, someone would knock on the door:

'Madam, you wouldn't want your husband to lose his position as Eldest Young Master, would you?'

Tang Wen smiled at her.

Lin Shi was surprised. In front of everyone, he would smile: This Seventh Young Master is really good-looking, no wonder he has Shui Yun so infatuated!

"Have you met him?" the Eldest Young Master secretly transmitted to his wife, Lin Shi.

Lin Shi gently shook her head.

Eldest Young Master: 'Didn't he greet you when he saw you?'

Tang Wen didn't notice the exchange between the couple and looked at the two beside him.

The Fourth Young Master had a dignified appearance, his eyes were very clear, but the look in his eyes towards himself was quite complicated.

Hmm, no, this guy's eyes looking at Senior Sister are even more complicated!

Love and pleading?

The rumors are true.

This martial arts fanatic likes my Senior Sister?

Well, find a chance to sink him in the river!

The Sixth Young Master was younger, just twenty-five years old, and he did not hide his emotions.

When his eyes met Tang Wen's, they were full of indifference.

The other vice gang leaders, elders, generals, and others looked at Tang Wen with curiosity, goodwill, disdain, and indifference.

The gazes were complex.

The positions were complex.

Roughly counting those who were hostile or indifferent to him, it was probably more than half.

"First time attending a meeting, what are your feelings, Junior Brother?"

Shui Yun's soft voice rang in his ear.

It was a secret voice transmission.

Tang Wen approached her delicate cheek, close to the point of almost kissing her, and then blocked his mouth with one hand and said:

"Senior Sister, it seems I have touched the interests of many people. Otherwise, with my handsome, lovable, and flower-admiring appearance, wouldn't they be rushing to send their women over to marry me? Why are they still hostile to me?"

"Where did you get all these new words, Junior Brother! And flower-admiring."

Shui Yun glared at him, reached out and quietly pressed on the back of his hand.

The Fourth Young Master's heart was about to break.

He had been secretly in love for more than ten years and hadn't even held her hand.

Tang Wen had only been here for a few days and was already so intimate with Third Sister!

They, they wouldn't have already...

The Fourth Young Master closed his eyes, his heart aching, and the hand holding his sword had bulging veins.

Sensing something, Shui Yun glanced at him and transmitted to Tang Wen: "You have to be careful of this Fourth Brother."

Hearing the indifference and coldness in her voice, Tang Wen understood: the two were in a relationship of a silently waiting, self-moved simp and a goddess.

Seeing himself and Senior Sister intimate, he lost his balance.

Then this guy really needs to be focused on.

"The gang leader has arrived!"

The air quieted down.

The people below the stage stood up straight.

The people on the stage stood up to greet him.

"Gang Leader."

"Gang Leader!"

Gang Leader Shui nodded slightly and walked to the stage.

Tang Wen also spoke out: "Teacher."

The gang leader casually patted him on the shoulder and sat on the main seat.

Seeing this scene, many people's eyes changed again.

What?

Is this Seventh Young Master also the gang leader's disciple?

Everyone has arrived.

Even the mysterious Aunt Lian, whom Tang Wen had met a few times, appeared beside the gang leader.

The meeting agenda began.

As the saying goes, big things are discussed in small meetings, and small things are discussed in big meetings.

Today's conference was complex but not very important.

Vice Gang Leader Zhao and Vice Gang Leader Lin, who presided over gang affairs, stood up to speak one after another.

The former said that the gang's business was booming, and there were dozens more martial masters, hundreds more martial artists, and thousands more martial apprentices.

Tang Wen found it strange.

The Blackwater Gang has been basically stable for ten years.

In ten years, wouldn't the Blackwater Gang have added hundreds of martial masters, thousands of martial artists, and tens of thousands of martial apprentices.

This is a huge number.

This did not match what he observed, the number of martial masters on and off the stage at this time.

The Blackwater Gang absorbs manpower from the outside every year.

Wouldn't there be just so many people in front of you?

Where did the missing people go?

There were no major battles with the outside world, and there was no exaggerated mortality rate.

Could it be—underground?

Tang Wen observed without showing any emotion.

Others were also observing him.

Vice Gang Leader Zhao returned to his seat.

Vice Gang Leader Lin spoke even more simply.

How much grain was harvested, how many houses were built, how many livestock were added...

In total, it took less than five minutes.

Hundreds of thousands of farmers, herdsmen, and merchants worked hard for a year, and in his mouth, it was just a few words.

In early winter, the weather was not too cold.

The sun shone warmly on the body.

The meeting started at about nine o'clock.

Before ten o'clock, the two vice gang leaders successively ended their annual summaries.

After all, they were martial artists!

Doing things was clean and neat.

The vice gang leader in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall stood up and announced the list of awards and promotions.

There were many people, mostly martial masters and martial artists, and this link lasted for a full hour.

The last person to become a leader left.

Vice Gang Leader Lin suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang Wen.

Feeling his unkind gaze.

Tang Wen glanced at him: This old thing is a veteran sixth-rank.

Much worse than Bai Shuo.

Don't let me catch a chance.

Chop you up!

This guy has to manage the farmland outside the city, there should be a chance.

Well, the dead are the greatest.

Don't bother with him.

Tang Wen suddenly smiled at Vice Gang Leader Lin.

The sunshine was bright, harmless to humans and animals.

Damn it!

Like a gigolo!

What are you laughing at?

I'll make you cry later.

He pressed down with one hand, waited for the excited crowd to quiet down, and immediately announced an even more exciting thing:

"According to the convention, the newly promoted young masters in the gang must accept challenges from others!"

"Wow!"

There was an uproar under the stage.

A buzzing discussion sounded.

Tang Wen's heart moved, his face was gloomy, and he looked at Shui Yun from time to time.

This kind of performance was almost writing the word 'guilty' on his face.

Shui Yun transmitted her voice, her voice light: "Junior Brother, are you acting, or are you really unsure?"

Tang Wen gave her a look: Don't forget the bet.

Shui Yun blinked, pretending to be stupid: "What? What do you mean by giving me a look, Junior Brother? Sister doesn't understand."

Tang Wen lowered his voice: "Humph! Senior Sister doesn't need to pretend to be stupid. No matter who comes up, I'm sure to win our bet!"

Hearing the bet, Shui Yun's heart swayed: This stinky boy, he knows so many tricks, he doesn't touch those maids, and he doesn't want to be extraordinary, he has to pay attention to me.

Shui Yun's mood was complicated, she hoped he would win, but she didn't want him to run wild on her.

"Seventh Young Master, come forward."

"Seventh Young Master!"

"Seventh Young Master Tang!!"

Vice Gang Leader Lin was furious, no one had ever been called three times and not moved!

Third Miss wouldn't dare!

Tang Wen turned his head with a smile: "I'm here, I'm here. Whoever wants to challenge can come up."

"You! Stand in the center of the stage." Vice Gang Leader Lin's beard and hair stood on end.

Tang Wen's smile did not diminish, he didn't say much, got up and came to the stage.

Vice Gang Leader Lin's eyes were like knives.

In front of many vice gang leaders, elders, especially when the gang leader was also present, he did not dare to use his mental power to influence Tang Wen.

However, there was no need to influence him.

The challenger was carefully selected by him.

It was not easy to kill Tang Wen today, but one of the words injured or disabled, would always fall on his head!

"Please challenger to the stage!"

Step, step, step.

Like a giant bear stepping.

The sound of footsteps was sonorous and powerful.

Tang Wen glanced at it, this person not only had the footsteps of a giant bear, but also the physique of a giant bear.

He held a heavy battle axe in his hand.

The axe face of the battle axe was one meter square, as thick as a door, and the axe handle was only a short one meter long.

There was a buzzing discussion under the stage:

"It's the Law Enforcement Hall's [Executioner - Zhao Xiong]"

"This axe is as thick as a door panel, I'm afraid it weighs more than a hundred pounds?"

"Hehe, more than a hundred pounds? To tell you the truth, a full two hundred and fourteen pounds!"

"What? Even the weapons of extraordinary powerhouses are not so heavy!"

"Zhao Xiong was born with supernatural power. When he was a child, it is said that he grew up eating the milk of extraordinary bear beasts. His arms have thousands of pounds of strength. When he swings the big axe in his hand, even the adults who have just entered the extraordinary realm have to let him two moves."

"..."

Tang Wen was on the high platform and could not hear these discussions clearly.

Of course, listening or not would have the same result.

He kept his face straight, thinking about how to act later.

Although he had a general countermeasure early on, when he really came to the stage, he also had to adjust according to the people sent by the other party, adjust how to act!

On the way here, Shui Yun had analyzed it with him.

Who were the stronger martial masters in the gang who might appear today.

What were their respective characteristics.

However, the name she said did not include Zhao Xiong.

Looking back, his eyes met Shui Yun's.

From the latter's eyes, he saw a hint of anger.

The anger of being deceived!

Shui Yun suppressed her anger and quickly transmitted her voice: "Junior Brother, don't compare! I'll start."

Don't compare?

How could that work!

Tang Wen almost forgot to disguise and directly transmitted his voice to him.

He took a deep breath and shook his head at her.

Shui Yun frowned.

Tang Wen quickly gestured a "one"!

One move?

Shui Yun understood what he meant, but she couldn't believe it.

Transmitted her voice: "Junior Brother, don't be dizzy! At worst, I promise you the reward you want."

Tang Wen was stunned and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Shui Yun was well aware of Zhao Xiong's situation, as he was a rising star of the younger generation within the Blackwater Gang.

Twenty-six years old, exceptionally gifted, possessing brute strength surpassing even those newly initiated into the extraordinary.

However, his comprehension and mental cultivation were somewhat lacking.

This was the reason for his delayed breakthrough into the extraordinary realm.

Nevertheless, his slow comprehension didn't mean he wasn't comprehending at all.

Everyone was optimistic that he was accumulating power, and with a few more years of honing, he would surely astound everyone upon entering the extraordinary!

In contrast, what could Tang Wen, a mere newly-entered martial master, use to contend with such a figure?

It wasn't to say that Tang Wen's talent was fake.

It was just that he was too young, and even the best talent needed time to manifest.

Give him two more years, and it would be a different story.

Shui Yun quickly transmitted information, detailing Zhao Xiong's background.

Zhao Xiong arrived before them.

Tang Wen looked at the giant, standing two meters tall, and said to Vice-Chief Lin, "Given my realm, is it within the rules for him to challenge me?"

Before he could answer,

Vice-Chief Zhao stood up: "Old Lin, you've gone too far. Zhao Xiong enjoys the treatment of an early-stage extraordinary within the gang. How can it be convincing to challenge a martial master?!"

Vice-Chief Lin ignored him, staring at Tang Wen, his voice like thunder: "Seventh Master, are you afraid to fight?!"

The atmosphere stilled.

Even the most oblivious person could sense something was amiss.

What was this?

Was Vice-Chief Lin at odds with Seventh Master?

The crowd looked at the stage, at Zhao Xiong, who resembled a monstrous beast, and at his massive, door-sized axe!

Then they looked at the well-proportioned, handsome Tang Wen in comparison.

They subconsciously sympathized with this Seventh Master.

Vice-Chief Lin's eyes widened as he took a step towards Tang Wen, pressing him: "If you're afraid to fight, then renounce your status as a master! The Blackwater Gang has no use for cowards!"

"Old Lin, what do you intend to do?" Vice-Chief Zhao pressed forward.

Tang Wen suppressed the urge to kill and said in a deep voice, "If I accept the challenge, then if you lose, you'll join the Seven Murders Hall! You'll follow me."

"There's no such rule!" Vice-Chief Lin scoffed, although he believed Tang Wen couldn't possibly win, he wouldn't budge.

Tang Wen lowered his voice: "I advise you not to be unappreciative. If you don't agree, I won't fight. At worst, I'll have my master judge who's right and wrong."

"You!" Vice-Chief Lin raised his hand, but forcibly restrained himself.

Tang Wen smiled: "Vice-Chief Lin, the path you take is your choice!"

"Shameless brat! You've truly disgraced the Blackwater Gang! Zhao Xiong, what do you think?" Vice-Chief Lin gave him a look.

Tang Wen immediately pointed at Vice-Chief Zhao and said, "Zhao Xiong, don't worry."

"Vice-Chief Zhao and I will vouch for you."

"Even if you lose and come to work under me,"

"No one can threaten your parents, wife, or children."

"Otherwise, they are enemies of our Blackwater Gang!"

"Vice-Chief Lin, wouldn't you agree?"

Vice-Chief Lin snorted: "Boy! I hope you can still smile later! Zhao Xiong, perform as usual, don't consider anyone's status!"

"Yes!" Zhao Xiong agreed, fixing his gaze on Tang Wen, his eyes filled with fierce light.

Vice-Chief Lin looked at Tang Wen with disdain: You little bastard, you think you can fight me?

Zhao Xiong is a nail planted by the Huang family. If you lose today, you might survive. If you are lucky enough to win, who knows how you will die in the future?

With the sound of a gong, Tang Wen and Zhao Xiong stood facing each other on the arena.