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"This young man is really good. Even Xu Lang died at his hands."

A tall woman said with a strange air.

"What, you're stuffing nails into our White Tiger Hall and you're not allowing us to pull them out?"

Qi Longhu stood up and looked at the woman with an unkind look.

"Humph!" The woman snorted angrily and sat in her seat without saying anything.

"Zhu Hongying, I'm telling you, if you dare to push nails into our White Tiger Hall again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Qi Longhu had been holding this breath, and he just wanted to find an opportunity to let it out.

"Okay, okay, we are all family members, don't quarrel." A very rich man sitting on Gou Longxun's right began to smooth things over.

"By the way, old bastard, this guy's hard skills are no worse than yours. I can't even beat him."

Qi Longhu glared at Zhu Hongying for the last time and then turned to the man and said.

"Old Qi, there are so many people here, don't call me old bastard." That man is the leader of Xuanwu Hall, Wu Tianba.

Despite his domineering name, his personality is very peaceful.

Almost no one has ever seen Wu Tianba angry.

"What are you staring at?"

Just as Qi Longhu was communicating with the other three hall leaders, Chen Heng's voice sounded.

Everyone's eyes were on Chen Heng and the person he was talking about.

"So what if I stare at you?" Zhu Hongying was known to be petty, and she actually planned to take out her grievances on Chen Heng.

"If you glare at me again, I will pluck out your eyeballs." Chen Heng was not polite at all and threatened directly.

In this kind of gang, there is only one way to win the respect of others.

The fist is hard enough and the courage is bold enough.

Therefore, Chen Heng planned to operate on Zhu Hongying, the master of Zhuque Hall.

"Seeking death!" Zhu Hongying was already narrow-minded. When Chen Heng said this, she immediately couldn't hold back her anger.

"You want to make me powerful! You don't have the qualifications yet!"

Chen Heng didn't talk nonsense to her at all, and flew forward and slapped her.

Zhu Hongying didn't expect that Chen Heng would dare to take action first. She was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by Chen Heng.

Although Chen Heng didn't know much palm skills or boxing skills, his brute strength was enough to make Zhu Hongying drink a pot.

He is a person who can tear purple stiffness with his hands during his external strength period.

"Poof!" Zhu Hongying spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

The furniture behind him was smashed into pieces.

"Such brute strength." Gou Longxun had no intention of starting a fight and looked at Chen Heng with a smile.

"This is a warning. If you look at me like that again, I will kill you."

No one expected that Chen Heng would be so ruthless.

He didn't care about Zhu Hongying and Gou Longxun's face at all.

"This kid is not easy to mess with. Try to make friends with him." The master of Qinglong Hall and the inner deacon behind him whispered.

"I understand, Hall Master."

"I remember that Hall Master Zhu is a master of black martial arts. He shouldn't die from this blow, right?" Some members of the gang whispered.

"Probably not, but that one just hurt enough."

"Well, Hall Master Zhu's precious children must have been beaten to pieces, right?"

"Tsk, tsk, what a pity..."

The severe pain in her chest and the comments from the gang made Zhu Hongying basically lose her mind.

She stood up from the pile of broken wood, drew out the soft sword from her waist and rushed towards Chen Heng.

"I want you to die!"

Not to be outdone, Chen Heng untied the linen wrapped around the Black Evil Sword and faced it with a vertical chop.

"Okay, why are you using knives and guns when you're fighting within a gang?"

With a crisp ding sound, Chen Heng's black sword stopped.

"Gang Leader." Chen Heng put down the Black Saber and looked at Gou Longxun in front of him.

Chen Heng's current five senses have completely failed to capture Gou Longxun's movements just now. Is this a martial artist the day after tomorrow?

Compared with him now, he is simply not the same species.

And when Gou Longxun blocked the knife just now, his wrist didn't even tremble.

Chen Heng felt as if he had been struck by a steel ingot, as steady as a mountain.

"Boy, you are very good, would you like to join my Xuanwu Hall?" Wu Tianba stood up and looked at Chen Heng with admiring eyes.

"Old bastard, you don't do things like this!" Qi Longhu's eyes widened and he immediately pulled Chen Heng to his side.

"This boy is already the deacon of my White Tiger Hall. You are not the one who robs people like this."

"Okay, stop arguing." Gou Longxun sat back on the gang leader's throne, holding his chin with one hand and looking at the chattering gang members below.

"How about it? Is there anything else you want to say about Chen Heng being awarded the position of external deacon?"

As soon as these words came out, needles could be heard throughout the main hall.

It's not that they don't want to compete with Chen Heng for the outside deacon, but they don't dare.

This kid even dares to hit the master of the Suzaku Hall, and he will definitely not hold back when he kills them.

"It seems that everyone has no opinion." Gou Longxun nodded and was about to announce.

"I don't agree!" Zhu Hongying sat on the mahogany chair with her hair disheveled, glaring at Qi Longhu fiercely.

She didn't dare to glare at Chen Heng now.

Qi Longhu might just be talking about beating her, but Chen Heng was different.

He really dares to do it!

"Tell me why?" Gou Longxun looked at the embarrassed Zhu Hongying.

"If he has any contribution, why should he be given the position of deacon?"

"Aren't the contributions of so many brothers in the Fifth Hall higher than his?"

"Why give it to him?"

This scarlet tassel is a standard toad that doesn't bite but is very disgusting.

She clearly knew that Chen Heng had just joined the gang and could not contribute much, yet she still mentioned this matter.

Even if you can't stop him from becoming a deacon, you can still disgust him.

"Indeed, it is difficult to convince the public without contribution." Gou Longxun was positive about Zhu Hongying's words.

"Who says I have no contribution?" Chen Heng asked loudly.

"I killed all the cat demons and evil spirits in Tugou Village."

"And the information is wrong. It's not a simple evil ghost, but a blood-clothed evil ghost!"

"Isn't the contribution of killing the blood-clothed evil spirit enough for me to become a deacon?"

"Qi Longhu, is everything Chen Heng said true?" Gou Longxun turned to look at Qi Longhu.

Qi Longhu nodded and took out the formation that Chen Heng brought back.

"Tell the gang leader that what Chen Heng said is indeed true. This is the strange formation he discovered after killing the blood-clothed evil ghost."

Qi Longhu handed the paper with the formation on it to Gou Longxun.

"Well, no one objects now, right?" Gou Longxun took one look at the formation and put it down, then looked up at the surrounding gang members.

No one objected anymore.

"Okay, starting from today, Chen Heng will be the deacon outside Baihu Hall for three years!"

"With a monthly salary of eighteen taels of silver, the first level of Wuling Pavilion's exercises will be open to you."

"If you want to learn better kung fu, accumulate your contributions. When your gang's contribution reaches four spirits, you can go to the second floor, and so on."

"Goulan Street in the west of the city will be your responsible area from now on, so you must do your best."

"Yes!" Chen Heng saluted Gou Longxun.

From this moment on, Chen Heng has established a firm foothold in Qiyang City.