I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

The leader of the Red Blood Hall picked up the giant hammer and shook off the red and white stuff stuck on it.

"How dare a mere dog of the Liu family act so arrogantly in front of Grandpa!"

He spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at Deng Zhaolin's body and said with disdain.

At this time, the man just now came out.

He just looked at Deng Zhaolin's headless body and then shook his head.

"Someone, clean this place up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen minions came with wooden barrels and cleaned up the blood and debris on the ground.

The leader of the Red Blood Hall walked up to the man, frowned slightly, and said in a muffled voice: "Third brother, what should we do now?"

The man put his hands behind his back, stared ahead and said calmly: "Things have come to this point, we have no other choice."

The leader of the Red Blood Hall didn't seem to be afraid of the Liu family in his words just now, but that was just for Deng Zhaolin to see.

Although the Red Blood Hall is now backed by the Wu family, it does not mean that they can sit back and relax after killing Deng Zhaolin.

As the saying goes, when beating a dog, it depends on the owner.

After all, Chixuetang is just a dog of the Wu family, no different from Deng Zhaolin.

If you can please the host, you will have the chance to drink some soup.

If you make your master unhappy, you will be close to death.

"Should we inform Mr. Wu about this?"

The man shook his head when he heard this: "No need. If we bother them for such a small matter, it will probably leave a bad impression on them."

He turned around and continued walking into the hall, with the leader of the Red Blood Hall following closely behind him.

“Besides, now that the Canglang Gang is gone in Yong’an City, at worst the Liu family can support a White Wolf Gang or a Black Wolf Gang.

And Deng Zhaolin is not some irreplaceable figure, so I don’t think the Liu family would go to great lengths to make a big fuss over him.”

As they were talking, the two men had already walked away, leaving only a group of Red Blood Hall gang members cleaning up the mess on the ground.

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Ba Yue Martial Arts School.

Shen Zhi was waiting anxiously outside the martial arts hall, feeling extremely nervous.

Today is the day he and his cousin agreed upon.

In order to be able to enter Ba Yue Martial Arts School, Shen Zhi lived frugally, and with the money given by Yan Xiu, he finally managed to raise enough money to pay the tuition.

Shen Zhiqing touched the purse in his arms. It contained not only silver, but also the hopes and dreams in his heart.

Feeling the thickness and weight of the purse, his originally anxious mood calmed down a little, as if there was a little strength supporting him to continue waiting.

After waiting for a long time, the door of Ba Yue Martial Arts School finally opened.

A group of people dressed in tight training clothes walked out.

They have strong postures, steady steps, bright eyes, and a fierce aura exuding from their whole bodies.

"Brother Liu, today is a happy day. You must treat us to a good meal no matter what."

A martial arts student said to another.

"Now that Senior Brother Liu has become the master of the hall, he will be very successful in the near future. When that happens, please don't forget us."

The man called Senior Brother Liu seemed to be in a very good mood and agreed with a wave of his hand.

Finally, surrounded by the crowd, they walked towards the bustling market.

Shen Zhi looked at the group of people's backs as they walked away, with envy in his eyes.

From these people, Shen Zhi could sense the aura unique to warriors.

It's like the dignity that comes with those who have been in a high position for a long time, the hostility of the scoundrels in the market, and the worldly atmosphere of the prostitutes in the brothel.

Warriors also have a special aura that allows people to intuitively feel their power.

Just when Shen Zhi was distracted, another person walked out of Ba Yue Martial Arts School.

Judging from the face, that person looks somewhat similar to Shen Zhi.

He came to Shen Zhi and patted his shoulder gently.

When Shen Zhi came to his senses and saw that it was his cousin Shen Cong, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Cousin!"

Shen Cong smiled slightly, took him to the secluded back door, and asked straight to the point: "How is it, are you ready?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhi took out a purse from his arms and handed it to Shen Cong.

"Don't worry, cousin. I have prepared all the money!"

Shen Cong took the purse, weighed it, then put it in his arms, nodded and praised it a few words.

"Yes, you can save money, unlike those gamblers in the village."

Shen Cong showed a satisfied look.

But then he changed his tone and looked serious.

“This money is just the tuition for entering Ba Yue Martial Arts School, and I need another two taels of silver for food every month.

Although there is no limit to the number of festivals and birthdays each year, you still have to show your love. Are you ready for these?"

Shen Zhi was stunned for a moment, looking a little dazed, and asked blankly.

"Cousin, you didn't tell me this before..."

Shen Cong frowned when he heard this, and an unhappy expression appeared on his face.

"Why, didn't I tell you all this?"

Seeing Shen Cong's face change, Shen Zhi didn't dare to say anything more and quickly apologized for having a bad memory.

He searched his whole body, but only managed to pull out a few copper coins, looking embarrassed.

"Cousin, I really have no money. Please be flexible."

Shen Zhi has already handed over all his savings to Shen Cong. If he fails here, he will definitely feel unwilling.

Shen Cong sighed slightly.

He patted Shen Zhi's shoulder and said with a heavy expression: "How about this, I will go in and ask the master for mercy and see if he can show some mercy."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhi grabbed the other person's sleeve and said excitedly: "Thank you, cousin, thank you, cousin!"

"Wait here, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he turned and left.

They waited like this for a full hour, until the sun set, when Shen Cong finally arrived.

When Shen Zhi saw his cousin, he immediately went up to him excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation and eagerness.

"Cousin, how is it going?"

There was a hint of trembling in Shen Zhi's tone.

Shen Cong smiled slightly: "Cousin, are you waiting impatiently?"

Shen Zhi quickly shook his head, but the anxiety in his eyes was evident.

"I begged the master for half an hour before he reluctantly agreed."

After hearing the first sentence, Shen Zhi was so excited that he almost jumped up, and the joy in his heart surged like waves.

However, Shen Cong held him down and continued, "But the money that needs to be paid every month cannot be reduced by a penny."

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured on Shen Zhi's heart, instantly cooling his joy.

"But don't worry, our families are from the same family, so my cousin will naturally do his best to help you.

I have paid for the previous month's money, so you don't have to worry for the time being."

At this moment, Shen Zhi's mood was like a roller coaster, ups and downs.

He bowed deeply to Shen Cong.

"My cousin has done me a great favor. Shen Zhi will definitely repay you one day."

When Shen Cong heard this, a fleeting cunning flashed in his eyes.

The next day.

Shen Zhi then appeared among the new disciples of Ba Yue Martial Arts School.