"Oh my God, boss, there are so many people, you can make money by doing any business here." Lin Zhenqiang couldn't help but sigh at the sight of so many people on the street. Just now, Lin Zhenqiang went to ask about the cost of eating. The minimum consumption was 1,000 yuan, which was almost several times more expensive than usual. But even so, there were still many people waiting to eat.

"They only make money in the past few days." Mo Zhitao smiled. "Didn't you see that the houses next to you are old? Not everyone can make money in the once-in-a-decade medical king competition."

"Yes." Lin Zhenqiang nodded. If there were such a business every day, there would definitely be many businessmen building high-rise buildings here. Merchants are all smart people, and they know how to make money.

Mo Zhitao took out his cell phone and called Yi Fangjiang. Yi Fangjiang and the others had already come this morning. This time, in addition to Yi Fangjiang, Mabang and the second son, there were seven worshipers from Yi Fangjiang Fenjiang Gang, whose martial arts were level 5 and level 6. When Yi Fangjiang said that Mo Zhitao had arrived, he said that he would bring people to find Mo Zhitao immediately.

When Mo Zhitao called Ruan Chen, Ruan Chen said that he was still on the way and he would not be able to arrive in Tianliang Town in the afternoon. At that time, Mo Zhitao asked them to arrive before tomorrow, so Ruan Chen came late, and Mo Zhitao did not blame him.

Not long after, Yi Fangjiang and a group of ten people came to Mo Zhitao and the others. "Director Mo, I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time. There are too many people here, and it will take a little time for us to come here." Mo Zhitao had already told Yi Fangjiang that it would be best not to tell their relationship here.

Mo Zhitao smiled and said, "It's okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Everyone, this is my friend Director Mo." Yi Fangjiang introduced Mo Zhitao to the seven worshipers behind him, but he simply introduced that Mo Zhitao was one of his good friends.

The worshippers looked at Mo Zhitao and Yu Meijing and Miaomiao together, but did not see Lin Zhenqiang and others there, and they showed doubt in their eyes. It was this young man who made Yi Fangjiang wait in the hotel for so long? "Hello," these seven worshippers bowed to Mo Zhitao.

"Hello." Mo Zhitao said. Among the seven (six men and one woman) worshippers, there is only one level six martial arts, and six level five martial arts, and the strength is still good. The woman was about forty years old and was a little intimate with a man next to her. She was probably a couple.

Of course, Mo Zhitao would not trust them too much about this kind of offering. These people came to the Fanjiang Gang just for money. If they had greater benefits, they might betray the Fanjiang Gang or leave the Fanjiang Gang.

Mama and Erzi also greeted Mo Zhitao. Mama and Erzi were still wearing security suits, but Mamama was wearing beach pants under Mama and a black iron pipe hung on their waists. I don’t know what material it was made of.

"MaoBian, you seem to have gained a lot of weight, and your life is much better, right?" Mo Zhitao smiled at MaoBian.

"Hahaha, Director Mo, we are also working hard in the Cultural and Radio Province, but the treatment is better. Lao Yi is good to us. He can satisfy us whatever we need." Ma Fang said excitedly.

Damn, this kind of life is so comfortable. Not only do they have good cars, rooms and hotels in Wenhua Province, but Yi Fangjiang will also make arrangements for them if they want to play with women at night. Now he and Erzi have a little pain in their waists. Women in Wenhua Province are very delicious.

With the help of the Qingyin Gang, they did not encounter a big strong enemy in the Cultural and Broadcasting Province. Sometimes when Mamabang and others needed to take action, he and his second son took action, fighting those gangs that wanted to get involved in their territory were in a mess.

Therefore, the Fanjiang Gang has two sons and several worshippers, and has already gained a firm foothold in Wenhua Province. Yi Fangjiang has recruited soldiers in the past few months and has become a medium-sized gang.

Yi Fangjiang also understood that everything in his gang was supported by the nine masters of Mabang. Therefore, he was not stingy. He gave them the money he should give them on time and let them enjoy what they should enjoy. Therefore, Mabang and others lived very comfortably and no longer wanted to leave the Fanjiang Gang.

"Then you guys can have a good time there in the future." Mo Zhitao smiled.

"Director Mo, we still want to follow you." Erzi said timidly.

When Mabang heard this, his face turned green. He kicked Erzi, "Erzi, your sister, no one will think you are mute if you don't speak." Mabang was about to tell Mo Zhitao that they would stay in Wenhua and Guangxi Province from now on, but he didn't expect Erzi to turn against him.

"Boss, I'm serious, I'm not used to being in the Cultural and Radio and Television Province. I want to go back to Macheng District." Erzi said with a bitter face.

"Did you forget those beautiful women?" Mama cursed.

"I haven't forgotten, but we have beautiful women in Qingmei City. As long as we have money, can't we find somewhere?" Erzi lowered his head and said. "We are not young anymore, so we should also find a wife."

"Second son, your sister, you are really unpromising. Would you rather give up the whole forest for a small tree?" Ma Fang became more and more angry as he spoke.

Mo Zhitao gave a numb face and said, "Mao face, okay, don't say much, I'll talk about this later

"I," Mo Zhitao glared at the face, and he didn't dare to say anything more. He stood beside him and stared at his second son.

Those worshippers were a bit strange. Ma Fang and Er Zi's martial arts skills were level 6, and their status in the Fanjiang Gang was very transcendent, but they seemed a little afraid of this young man named Director Mo. Could it be that he is really powerful? No, even if this young man practiced from his mother's womb, he was not as powerful as them.

"Director Mo, have you had dinner?" Yi Fangjiang asked.

"We just arrived and haven't had any meals yet. Zhenqiang and the others are there." Mo Zhitao pointed there, Lin Zhenqiang and the others were standing next to several off-road vehicles.

These worshippers do not agree with these cars. No matter which enterprise or gang they serve as worshipers, they have an annual salary of more than 2 million yuan. It is not difficult for them to buy these luxury cars.

But the people who stood there seemed to have a steady breath and were all fluent in their bodies. They seemed not simple.

"You park your car in the parking lot over there. The town government has specially opened a large open space as a parking lot for this competition, but the cost is a bit expensive. A car costs 100 yuan a day and 200 yuan a day." Yi Fangjiang said.

"Wow, they really know how to make money." Yu Meijing shouted. "Why don't they go and grab it?"

"Meijing, that's not what they said. They have to help us take care of it. If the car is lost or the things in the car are gone, they will be responsible. There are so many martial arts people here, not ordinary people can see it." Yi Fangjiang said.

Mo Zhitao asked: "Are the people from the special service team here too?"

"Yes, I heard that the leaders of the provincial special service brigade were also here, and the location they set up was next to the parking lot." Yi Fangjiang nodded.

Mo Zhitao said to Lin Zhenqiang over there: "Zhenqiang, park your car over there and bring out our things." Some martial arts people walking on the street were carrying weapons such as swords, and Mo Zhitao and the others also wanted to take their own things.

"Yes." Lin Zhenqiang and the others drove in the parking lot over there, and then they walked over with their things.

"Let's go, I've ordered three tables of dishes in the hotel over there. Let's go and have a meal." Yi Fangjiang said. "And I have also booked ten rooms in the hotel to facilitate our stay."

Lin Zhenqiang smiled at Yi Fangjiang and said, "Lao Yi, you are still good at it. As soon as you come, you will do these food and accommodation."

"Haha, I can't help much, so I'll help you as a logistics supporter." Yi Fangjiang touched his head embarrassedly. He often bought some practice pills to eat during this period, hoping to improve his martial arts to level 6. Otherwise, with his level 5 martial arts, he would not be able to firmly sit in the position of the gang leader in the future.

Mo Zhitao said, "Let's go, let's go over for dinner. We will go up the mountain in the afternoon. Lao Yi, please go up tomorrow."

"Director Mo, I'll follow you up." Yi Fangjiang said.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "You and Lao Ruan are going up tomorrow. Please leave three rooms for Lao Ruan. But the air here is not good, so they probably like to live in the mountains." Mo Zhitao also saw someone selling tents just now.

"Okay, we'll go up tomorrow. If Director Mo has any need, call me." Yi Fangjiang said.

Yi Fangjiang took Mo Zhitao and the others to a four-story hotel in front. Yi Fangjiang came early and had already booked three large tables in the lobby on the second floor. As soon as Yi Fangjiang entered the hotel, he shouted to the waiter: "Waiter, ask the boss to serve the dishes for us at three tables."

"Yes, boss." The waiter hurried to order the kitchen to serve.

Mo Zhitao and the others went up to the second floor, and there were no air conditioners inside. Although there were several large fans blowing, everyone still felt very hot. "Boss, the conditions here are not good, you just want to go." Yi Fangjiang said embarrassedly.

"Ha, Lao Yi, we are not spoiled, so there is nothing." Mo Zhitao waved his hand.

The worshippers next to him were very surprised to see Yi Fangjiang constantly please Mo Zhitao. What happened to the gang leader today? As for how attentive he is? Isn’t he just a young man?

Especially the Huosanren, who was a level 6 martial arts master, saw that Mo Zhitao and the others were not sitting, so he wiped a hot sweat and then sat at the table closest to the big fan. For those of the martial arts masters, the strong are respected. Huosanren thinks that his martial arts master is level 6. Although it is not the highest here, it must be in the top few. There is no problem for him to sit at this main table.

The other worshippers of the Fanjiang Gang saw that Huo San people sat down, and they also sat down at that table. If it weren't for Yi Fangjiang who asked them to come over to greet Mo Zhitao just now, they wouldn't want to run out in the scorching sun at noon, and they were about to get heatstroke.

Yi Fangjiang saw that Huosanren and others had already sat down, and his face changed. Although Huosanren's martial arts skills were higher than his, he was the leader of the gang. Huosanren sat on the main table without following his arrangements, which made him very poorly. "Huosanren, please sit at that table." Yi Fangjiang said to Huosanren with a dark face.
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