Yan Zhendong's heart moved, and he thought he could give this idea a try.

For some reason, he recalled in his mind how high-spirited Wu Dong was when he participated in the founding and development of the militia in Foshan.

Compared to Wu Dong's skills and abilities, Senior Brother Li, who was imprisoned and had no future, was nothing.

The matter was urgent, and he didn't care about so many things. He directly found Wu Dong, who was constantly on the run, through some secret contacts.

"Master Yan, are you kidding me?"

Wu Dong said with a smile: "If you ask me to take over hundreds of boxers, they may not recognize me!"

As for whether he dares to accept it or not, isn't that a joke? This matter is exactly what he wants.

But he didn't expect that the situation would develop to such a fantasy level, and he didn't even think of how to intervene. Yan Zhendong would take the initiative to recommend him as his senior brother.

“Don’t worry!”

Yan Zhendong said in a deep voice: "Not only does the Yan family give full support, but even the gentry and landlords in the county will not oppose it and will support it!"

"Then Master Yan, tell me clearly, which step do you want me to do to achieve my goal?"

Wu Dong didn't show any signs of confusion, and asked directly: "It's fine if you want me to take action, but you have to make it clear to the squires in the county in advance, so that you don't feel that you will be at a disadvantage and turn your back on them!"

Having said this, a cold smile appeared on his face, and he said calmly: "I, Wu Dong, am not easy to fool. Once they make me anxious, they will not be able to bear the consequences..."
Chapter completed!