Longevity: Beginning from Becoming a Clan Leader

Chen Ping regrets it now.

Why didn't he stop this bastard?

He still remembers the scene this morning.

He was eating roasted lamb and drinking fruit wine as usual, and watching the people playing around, but this bastard suddenly broke in.

He was so scared that he thought he was going to run over to rob his roasted meat, but what happened?

Haha, it turned out that he didn't rob the food, but robbed people directly!

How did he rob?

He was grabbed by the waist and taken out like a chicken...

Chen Ping's face twitched, and he seemed to be able to see the confused and laughing expressions of his soldiers at that time.

On the way, he asked what he was doing, but this bastard said that he was going to break through and needed his protection, so he threw him at the door and ran back to the house to break through by himself.

There was no intention to say more!

"Fuck it."

"That's his mother."

"..."

Chen Ping cursed, but his eyes never left the distant field of vision.

Afterwards, he immediately mobilized the two guards and sent the news back to the clan through the people of Longyuan.

"You are too reckless, you can just break through, report to the clan, and then go back to break through, isn't it better? You have to break through by yourself, if something unexpected happens, who can save you, it's really nonsense..."

Chen Ping was still mumbling, and there was no sign of stopping.

The soldiers around him were also full of murderous intent and motionless.

In the room.

Chen Tang, who was steaming all over, was also bitter.

Do you really think he is thinking?

He is not brainless, he will never be so reckless!

A reckless person can't be a good commander!

It's a pity that accidents are really unpredictable...

Gudong...Gudong...Gudong...

In his body, a blood-red fruit was melting into blood, flowing in all directions, turning into huge streams of blood.

Because of the constant impact of these blood, he didn't even have time to talk now, and his mind was fully focused.

And outside.

Chen Ping was still complaining, the knife in his hand flashing coldly.

All the people nearby had been dispersed.

…

Tianhe County.

Suburbs.

Dulonggang.

Qiu Yishan and his party finally arrived here.

Qiu Yishan stepped on the cement road and sighed again, "Such a ground, so long, is actually the same. If there is no magical thing called cement, how much manpower and material resources would it take?"

Then, Qiu Yishan looked at the market that was as lively as a town.

According to what he knew along the way, Dulonggang is the largest market town outside Tianhe County, and this place is very special. There are a large number of people from the rivers and lakes who live here, and their military strength is not low, which is different from the villages around other counties.

Dulonggang is here because the Tiannan Club held by the Chen family was held here. After the meeting, because it is held every three years, those people from the rivers and lakes stayed and formed a market town.

Because they are all people of the underworld, there are many self-organized escort organizations, martial arts schools, and mercenary organizations, etc., which are more force-oriented.

There is no need to say much about escort companies and martial arts schools. The mercenary organizations have no specific names. They just come here to hire suitable force candidates when nearby villages and towns encounter troubles.

As a result, a special industry has been formed.

As for those gangs, they do not exist, because this place is also under the direct control of the Chen family.

No one dares to make trouble.

Those who make trouble are dead.

"But, the Tiannan Association has only been held twice?"

Qiu Yishan muttered as he led people in.

They will rest here for a while, and then they will enter Tianhe County, which is not far from the county.

After finding an inn and settling their luggage, they walked onto the street.

All kinds of industries that rely on underworld people seem to be very prosperous.

Yes.

Gambling houses and brothels are also very prosperous.

It's normal. After all, most people in the underworld are restless. Where they exist, it is "natural" for this kind of business to flourish.

He walked and looked along the way, and from time to time he would buy something and talk.

In this market, a lot of news will spread.

Soon, he also knew the news about the Tiannan Society.

"Use the bone and muscle realm skills as bait to lure these people into the trap, it's a good plan."

"The first place winner was Caiyunxian, who was later easily defeated by the young head of the Chen family, revealing the other party's true identity, the elder of the Poison Valley, the Thousand Spider Girl - Zhu Li?"

"The second place winner was the disciple of the Frost and Snow Palace, the Cold Rain Sword - Jiang Yuyang."

"After that, because of the war and locust plague, the Tiannan Association was temporarily cancelled."

"However, news has been heard recently that now that the locust plague has disappeared, the Chen family is preparing to open the third Tiannan Association, and it is said that the prizes are more generous."

"Interesting, the helmsman of this family is very smart, taking righteousness as the basis and strangeness as the supplement."

Qiu Yishan looked at the prosperous appearance of this market town again, and his heart was vaguely enlightened.

This makes sense, why the Tiannan Association was temporarily cancelled, and these people did not leave, after all, there are wars and locust plagues everywhere, and there are not many places like this that are stable.

Qiu Yishan once again hoped that the head of the Chen family would be as excellent as ever, know how to adapt to the times, and be able to reach cooperation with them.

Otherwise, the current peaceful and prosperous situation might go wrong, right?

This is what he really doesn't want to see.

He hopes that everyone can live in peace...

Qiu Yishan took a deep breath and returned to the inn.

In the inn, Fang Zeming was eating meat and drinking wine. Next to him, there were several people who were knocked down.

Qiu Yishan shook his head slightly. With Fang Zeming's character, he didn't need to think about who had offended whom. Alas, forget it, he was used to it. He stepped forward to clean up the mess.

As expected, it was Fang Zeming who was provoking.

This stinky boy, after hearing those people talking about the strength of the strong, he insisted on interrupting and said that nothing could be done.

Then he directly provoked and beat them all.

Qiu Yishan's face turned black and he forced a smile.

After a few kind words, several people helped each other pick up the silver and left with a bad face.

Qiu Yishan also turned his head and squinted at Fang Zeming. It was time to take out the bamboo sticks.

Afterwards, they stayed in the inn under the helpless but accustomed eyes of the innkeeper.

There was no way. After all, it was a market town for people from the underworld. No matter how much they followed the rules, conflicts were inevitable. Innkeepers should be more accustomed to this kind of thing, otherwise it would be better not to eat this bowl of rice.

The next day.

It was just dawn.

Qiu Yishan led a group of people to Tianhe County.