Only My Way

The time was still the day Ling Wuyuan annihilated the Piercing Cloud Gang.

Just as he had just left the Piercing Cloud Gang and was leisurely strolling along the road.

As another main character in the entire story, or rather, accident, the White Crow Gang was now in a state of extreme nervousness.

Currently.

The White Crow Gang was still completely unaware that the Piercing Cloud Gang was finished.

They were even somewhat confused about the situation.

However.

When Yang Zutao, as the young gang leader, escaped back with the news, facing the fact that the young gang leader was almost captured, the White Crow Gang immediately tried to mobilize its manpower from all directions and raised the alert level to the highest.

Only two or three hours had passed since the incident.

The walls of the town at the foot of White Crow Mountain were already full of strong bows and crossbows, and even dozens of cannons had been pulled out.

Moreover, simple defensive works were built at every intersection.

In this regard.

Unlike the gangster-type forces that Ling Wuyuan often saw in various novels in his previous life.

There were gangs with only a few years of history, a group of disorganized and undisciplined thugs.

There were gangs with decades of history, still a group of disorganized and undisciplined thugs.

There were gangs with hundreds or thousands of years of history, still a group of disorganized and undisciplined thugs.

It was as if their brains had never completed their initial evolution, always revealing a primitive beauty that had not been contaminated by knowledge, their organization and discipline even worse than primitive human tribes.

In this world, the forces that ruled various regions, although their strength was far inferior to the official forces, seemed to be scattered soldiers and brave individuals existing everywhere, but in many cases, they truly had the feeling of local warlords, and they were the kind of warlords that had been accumulated over hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years…

Therefore.

Their organization and discipline, and even their various foundations, were far from comparable to wild gangs that had only been established for a few years or decades.

Often, in their strongholds, there were also various permanent defensive works and large weapons that were difficult to move, created over thousands of years.

Without mincing words, facing the White Crow Gang, who were waiting in full battle array, even if the Piercing Cloud Gang had a clear advantage in strength, they would inevitably have to bleed a little if they wanted to completely devour them.

And this.

Was also the reason why they tried to capture Yang Zutao in advance.

In their opinion, the White Crow Gang, who were determined to fight to the death, was no different from a hedgehog!

Unless a more powerful person took action.

Otherwise.

The thing was indeed very prickly…

— —

Right now.

In the White Crow Gang's magnificent palace-like main hall.

Yang Zutao's father, the leader of the White Crow Gang, that mighty man named Yang Luo, looked very serious and cautious.

After he sat in the main seat and looked around at the many high-level gang members in the hall, his gaze finally fell on his son.

Although the news that his son brought back was somewhat bizarre.

Ling Zhengfei, one of the two deputy leaders of the Piercing Cloud Gang, personally set a trap to catch him, but he still managed to escape back…

Moreover, it wasn't just a simple escape.

But some small character in the gang made a brilliant appearance like a heavenly soldier.

He performed 1VSN on the spot.

After easily wiping out the opponent.

His son was able to escape back unscathed…

【Damn it…】

【What kind of story are you telling me here?】

Although he really wanted to scold his son loudly like that.

But well…

He still believed in his son's intelligence.

His son was also an outstanding figure of the younger generation.

How could he be stupid enough to make up such a bizarre story?

Hmm…

This story was too bizarre, so it might be true…

Furthermore.

The other personnel who escaped back also testified for his son.

So, although the story was relatively bizarre, Yang Luo still chose to believe his son, to believe that he was attacked by Ling Zhengfei, and to believe that the Piercing Cloud Gang was going to attack the White Crow Gang.

He only expressed a head full of question marks to the person who suddenly descended like a heavenly soldier and wiped out Ling Zhengfei…

Before long.

A report and more than a dozen somewhat nervous people appeared in the hall.

The report recorded in detail Ling Wuyuan's various information.

From the simplest name and origin, to when he came to the White Crow Gang, what skills and secrets he learned in the White Crow Gang, what achievements he achieved during training, the trainers' evaluation of him, and even the medicines he bought at the White Crow Mountain Pharmacy, all had very clear records…

【Name: Ling Wuyuan】.

【Gender: Male】.

【Age: Currently fourteen years old, joined the White Crow Gang at the age of ten.】

【Origin: Claims to be from a poor family in Black Stone City, with no family members.】

…

Most of the above were ordinary information, with nothing unusual.

Only a certain teacher's evaluation of Ling Wuyuan was a bit interesting.

【Intelligent, likes to read, extremely studious, but does not like to be close to anyone.】

【I can feel that after obtaining basic cultural education, not much time has passed, and his knowledge level is already far beyond that of other personnel in the same period.】

【However, for some reason, he has no desire to show off.】

【I once suggested introducing him to an elder who likes to read, so that he could have a better future, but he directly refused. There should be some kind of secret hidden in this child, a secret that I don't quite understand…】

And the person who wrote these evaluations was Teacher Zhao, who was responsible for Ling Wuyuan's initial cultural training.

A person who has been teaching at the White Crow Gang for decades.

Looking at this information, Yang Luo gently stroked his chin, and then quickly looked at the dozen or so people who had been brought over.

“Has Teacher Zhao from the gang school been brought over?”

Hearing this, the dozen or so people who had been brought over immediately shook their heads:

“Teacher Zhao is too old as an ordinary person, he turned ninety last year, and he also has some trouble with his legs and feet, so he has already returned to his hometown to retire last year.”

Although ordinary people in this world can generally live to be a hundred years old as long as they take care of themselves properly, the age of ninety is still relatively old and not suitable for continuing to work.

Faced with this answer.

Yang Luo could only nod a little disappointedly, and then asked the others:

“Ling Wuyuan, do you all know him?”

Hearing this name, the people who had been called over were immediately slightly stunned.

They didn't quite understand why Yang Luo would mention Ling Wuyuan at this moment.

However.

Although they didn't know the reason, they still nodded and replied:

“We know him.”

“We remember him.”

“I taught him.”

“……”

Yes.

These dozen or so people were the personnel who were in the same period as Ling Wuyuan before, and even the instructors and teachers who had taught Ling Wuyuan before.

Moreover, they were the vast majority of Ling Wuyuan's acquaintances who could be found in the White Crow Gang headquarters at this time.

The rest of the guys besides them were mostly still outside the headquarters at this moment.

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