The head of the Qinglong Gang has a large back garden.

There are no strange flowers and plants planted in the back garden.

There are only some old vines and old trees and rugged rocks.

early morning.

Hou Juntang wore a snow-white loose training suit and slowly walked into the old trees and rugged rocks, practicing boxing techniques one by one.

His figure was tight, as if he had pulled the extreme spring.

But what's strange is that his moves are not fast, his fists are not strong, and he can hardly carry a slight fist style when he makes moves. His movements are very similar to those old grandfathers who play Tai Chi in the Chinese Park on Earth.

However, Liu Qiankun walked into the back garden and saw his boxing technique, his eyes were extremely solemn.

When Hou Juntang saw Liu Qiankun coming, he put his boxing technique in his arms, put his hands on his palms, and slowly pressed down from his chest.

Only a "wave" sound was heard, and a strong airflow swept open under his feet, rolling up countless dead branches and leaves flying all over the sky.

As soon as the airflow dissipated, Hou Juntang relaxed and smiled gently at Liu Qiankun, "Second, what's the matter?"

The superstructure of the Qinglong Gang is very strange.

Almost everyone believes that as the strongest member of the Qinglong Gang and the leader of another gang, Hou Juntang must have great power. Liu Qiankun, the deputy leader of the gang, and the three elders of rewarding merits, law enforcement and transmission merits, are just decorations. .

But in fact, the power of the Qinglong Gang was scattered in the hands of the deputy leader Liu Qiankun and the three elders.

The leader of Hou Juntang is the real decoration, and it can almost be said that he ignores everything!

Moreover, this situation was not caused by Liu Qiankun and the three elders seizing power, but by Hou Juntang taking the initiative.

Liu Qiankun stepped forward and handed the two letters to Hou Juntang: "You can read it yourself!"

Hou Juntang glanced at the two letters, one wrote "Zhang Chu to worship", and the other wrote "Zhao Changhui to worship", and couldn't help but smile: "What are the troubles these two kids have done again? It makes you so annoyed."

Liu Qiankun was not angry and said, "It's not your confidant beloved general... Boss, this kid is not a good guy! Be careful not to lose his tail!"

He didn't name it, but Hou Juntang knew who Liu Qiankun was referring to.

He smiled faintly: "It's okay, if I'm strong enough, he won't be able to make any big waves!"

Liu Qiankun's eyes moved and he thought to himself: Is that what you think about decentralization of power?

Hou Juntang took out the letter paper and carefully read it, and exclaimed: "Not bad, I really did not read the wrong person. This Zhang Chu is indeed a brainy and courageous general!"

Seeing that he did not denounce Zhang Chu, Liu Qiankun seemed to support Zhang Chu, and couldn't help but say, "Boss, do you really let this kid do this? The peace situation is now, but we finally settled down."

Hou Juntang put the letter paper back into the envelope and returned it to Liu Qiankun, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's different from the past! You can let them do whatever you want!"

A light and fluttering sentence suddenly shocked Liu Qiankun!

Today is different from the past?

Why is the present different from the past?

Could it be...

Liu Qiankun looked at Hou Juntang in surprise and doubt: "Boss, have you really advanced to the seventh grade?"

The senior executives at the head of the steward have long had this guess.

But no one dares to be sure!

The seventh grade!

That is already the top figure in Wuding County!

If you enter the world, you can win a famous name overnight!

If you enter the court, you can enter the county government within one day and pastor 100,000 people!

Can such towering trees grow in small courtyards like the west of the city?

Hou Juntang did not answer, but just reached out and gently stroked a corner of the stone table.

"Crazy..."

A corner of the half-foot-thick stone table turned silently into gravel, scattered all over the ground.

Liu Qiankun's heart suddenly felt huge waves!

The gang world in the west of the city...is going to change!

...

Zhang Chu leaned his fingers and gently tapped on the side panel of the carriage.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

The sound is crisp.

He frowned, clasped his palm into a fist, and suddenly punched out with a force.

"Bang."

The wheels were off the ground, the carriage was tilted, and the wood chips were flying.

A hole as big as a sea bowl appeared where Zhang Chu's fist hit.

Seeing this, Big Bear, who was standing beside him, suddenly felt embarrassed.

Zhang Chu withdrew his hand expressionlessly and said, "It's chopped, it's burned as firewood! Buy it again!"

Big Bear bent over with his fists and said, "Yes, Master Chu!"

At this time, the mule walked into the yard, clasped his fists and said, "Master Chu, Han Qinhu is here."

Zhang Chu: "Let him come in."

"Yes, Mr. Chu."

After a while, Han Qinhu came in and happened to meet a big bear who was dragging the carriage out. His eyes were stuck on the hole on the side of the carriage for a moment, and then he withdrew his eyes as if nothing had happened.

Han Qinhu walked into the main hall and saw Zhang Chu sitting above, drinking tea leisurely.

He stood in the hall, bowed with no respect and said, "Master of the Hall."

Zhang Chu looked up at him and said softly: "Come on, sit down."

Han Qinhu looked at him and walked straight to the top of Zhang Chu's left hand and sat down.

That is Yu Er's seat.

In this era, the left is respected.

Han Qinhu's seat is on his right hand.

Zhang Chu frowned and said lightly: "This person doesn't matter if he is crazy, but he has to understand where his seat is so that he won't cause trouble... What do you think of the tiger?"

Han Qinhu drooped his eyelids and replied lukewarmly: "I don't understand the master's meaning."

Zhang Chu suddenly sneered and said indifferently: "If you don't understand, you won't understand. People have to pay for what they do. Today's cause and the future will be the result. I hope you will remember it!"

Han Qinhu bowed: "Master Xie's advice, subordinates should remember it."

Zhang Chu put down the tea bowl and raised his chin: "I call you here today, I have something to tell you."

Han Qinhu: "Please make clear instructions from the hall master."

Zhang Chu: "Your Lao Liu Street will be handed over to the hall from now on."

Han Qinhu suddenly stood up and said angrily: "Why?"

Zhang Chu looked up at him and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Han Qinhu: "Why should Lao Liu Street be handed back to the hall?"

Zhang Chu pointed to the chair under his butt: "Is it enough?"

Han Qinhu looked at him, his eyes seemed to be about to pop out of his eyes: "Is the master doing this too much to bully people?"

Zhang Chu calmly reached out his hand and signaled him to sit down before talking.

Han Qinhu was stubbornly stubbornly saying that if you don’t explain clearly, I won’t sit down.

Zhang Chu gave up, if you want to stand, just stand.

"Although I can bully you with my power, since you are so dissatisfied, let's talk about the truth!"

Zhang Chu looked at him and said with a smile: "Tell me, why do you have to take charge of two streets!"

Han Qinhu was so angry that he suddenly became angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Why am I?

Of course, it is based on my master Lord Lu’s golden signboard!

But can this be said?

Can't say it!

He turned his mind a little, and suddenly had an idea and blurted out: "Why should Yu Er take charge of two streets!"

"Yu Er?"
To be continued...