The lights are on.

The Qinglong Gang members who were attending the banquet dispersed in groups of three or three.

Zhang Chu sent several senior managers to the carriage.

Before leaving, Hou Juntang called Zhang Chu to the carriage, and said lightly through the curtain: "Heihu Hall, I will hand it over to you... I don't want the Heihu Hall next year to be in the mouth of the three halls.

The weakest hall!"

Zhang Chu bowed respectfully: "I understand, I will do my best!"

"Take hands with Elder Liu as soon as possible!"

"Young man, the Qinglong Gang will see you in the future!"

Zhang Chu hurriedly said, "Gangmaster, my subordinates have recently taken office. Please give me more advice."

"hehe……"

A chuckle came from the carriage, "You Zhang Chu, can you use the power of us old guys to deal with the breeze. Han Qinhu and Chen Dao, you are very smart, I believe in your ability!"

Zhang Chu felt a chill in his heart.

This gang leader is indeed not a fool!

"Then the county soldier Cao Lu..."

"Mr. Lu, I will tell you. You don't have to worry about the pressure from the upper class. You should do it drastically...including the Eight Gangs!"

Zhang Chu was open and bowed again, "I understand what to do."

"Just understand... Let's go!"

When the driving guy heard this, he nodded to Zhang Chu, picked up the whip flowers, and drove the horses to the outside of the Wutong.

Zhang Chu stood up and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Well, it's really round!

Like the face of a female star!

Everyone was almost gone, and Zhang Chu's younger brothers surrounded him and bowed to Zhang Chu with joy on his face: "Master Chu, no, Master, congratulations!"

Zhang Chu waved his hand and smiled, "Stop flattering, tell the kitchen, and we will not return if we drink and meat tonight!"

The little brothers shouted in unison with joy: "Don't be drunk, don't go back!"

...

Liang Wufeng, who was sitting in the hall reading a book, saw Zhang Chu walking in and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Master Zhang!"

Zhang Chu put some supplements in his hand on the table and looked at the old man in surprise: "Okay, Master, you are well-informed!"

Liang Wufeng smiled and seemed to be happy for him: "The entire cattle and sheep market is spreading. If I don't know yet, I'm just deaf!"

When he arrived, Zhang Chu was also relaxed. He tilted his body and sat on the chair. He said in a coquettish manner: "It's not a big happy event. The position of the Heihu Hall Master is, sooner or later, the gang leader is just spending this time.

, just ahead of time!”

He is not humble.

Because what he said was actually a fact!

He had been the deputy hall leader before. After subduing Han Qinhu, his words in the Heihu Hall were better than Liu Wu.

Even if Liu Wu did not retreat to the headquarters and continued to stay in the Heihu Hall, he could only be a mascot for money. After his order, he would get Zhang Chu here after leaving the Heihu Hall. What did he want to do? Zhang Chu would not nod.

, he will never be able to do it!

"Don't be too complacent!"

Liang Wufeng put down the book in his hand and warned: "The gangs in Jintian Mansion are not as simple as you see!"

Zhang Chu knew that the gang in Jintian Mansion was not as simple as it seemed, so he nodded and then looked at him with great interest, "Master, I'm very curious, what kind of rank you were when you were young?"

He used to have little knowledge and always believed that Liang Wufeng was a ninth-grade person when he was young... After all, Liang Wufeng himself also said that he used to be an escort in the Weiyuan Escort Agency.

How powerful can a courier deliver?

But after spending a long time together, he gradually realized that this little old man was not simple!

Nine-grade?

Can the ninth grade know so much secret news?

Can the ninth grade throw out a complete black tiger fist book at will?

Can Jiupin buy such a big family business, but no one has any idea?

When Liang Wufeng heard Zhang Chu’s question, he frowned and asked back: “Have you won the product?”

He still has a good idea of ​​Zhang Chu's martial arts foundation-building progress.

Zhang Chu was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Disciple is already a ninth grade!"

Liang Wufeng: "Is it spread?"

Zhang Chu continued to nod. Yesterday, so many people from the Qinglong Gang saw him take action, so of course it had already spread.

Liang Wufeng stroked his sparse snow-white beard and asked again: "How many people know that you have been studying martial arts for April?"

Zhang Chu thought for a while and said, "Many people know...but except you and my mother, no one else should be sure. Have you learned martial arts before?"

Liang Wufeng breathed a little relieved when he heard this, "It's okay!"

"You can arrange it yourself and let some noise out. Just say that you have been practicing martial arts since childhood. It was just because you suffered a hardship and were seriously injured in the past few years, which caused your blood to decline... The four months of product purchases, and it was too much to spread.

Amazing, it's not good for you!"

Zhang Chu was shocked!

He was previously forced by Han Qinhu, but Bu Feng's group had no choice but to break the situation. He was determined to get into the top of the game, but he didn't think of this.

Is it no good to spread it?

Of course there is no benefit!

He is not a fool who doesn’t even know a big word. Every man is innocent and he knows it if he possesses a treasure!

Talent is also a jade bi!

In the eyes of real superiors, geniuses can either accept them as dogs or eliminate others on the spot... there will be no third choice!

He stood up and bowed to Liang Wufeng solemnly, "Luckily, the master gave me some advice, so that my disciples have time to make up for the loss of the sheep!"

Seeing that he was not covered by false reputation, Liang Wufeng stroked his beard with relief and said, "You can teach me!"

The master and apprentice chatted a few more times, and Zhang Chu suddenly remembered the question just now, "Master, haven't you told your disciple yet, what grade did you have when you were young?"

Liang Wufeng's hand stroking his beard slightly stopped, and he pondered for a while before saying, "You can tell me, but don't go out and spread it randomly."

Zhang Chu nodded quickly.

Liang Wufeng: "Seventh grade."

Zhang Chu had long been suspicious, but now he was still shocked when he heard what he said in person!

He is no longer the person who watched the sky by looking at the fifth and sixth grades at the beginning.

Seventh grade!

Very strong!

Jintian Prefecture is the capital of Wuding County, and it gathers almost all the top talents in Wuding County.

But even so, it is difficult to find a few seventh grades in the west of Jintian Prefecture!

Zhang Chu even suspected that the newly appointed county military officer, Lu, may not necessarily have the power of the seventh rank... If that Lord Lu is a seventh rank, his personal guards who are not even nineth rank will be too much.

Bar?

"Then they all think you are..."

Zhang Chu looked at this little old man who was not shocked in shock, and his disapproval expression appeared in his mind when Zhao Changhui talked about him.

Zhao Changhui certainly didn't know that the old man was a seventh-grade man when he was young, otherwise, he would not have been able to not hold such a thick golden leg and introduce it to him!

"Nine-grade?"

Liang Wufeng chuckled, "This is the news that I have released for my teacher... Boy, being a teacher is retired from the world. Before you understand the meaning of these four words, you must not publicize news about being a teacher outside. This will

If you harm your teacher, you will also harm you!"

Retreat in the world?

This word shocked Zhang Chu in an instant!

Damn it!

Did the old man be so awesome in the past?

Is it a thief or a demon of the Demon Sect?
Chapter completed!