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165　　They also have wives and children, as well as elderly and young ones, but this is the world of martial arts, and life and death may be just a matter of a moment.

　　Chen Jie felt very heavy-hearted. If he counted carefully, these people should have died because of him.

　　Although Chen Jie could not be blamed for this incident, when it came down to it, it was Chen Jie who implicated them.

　　Deng Guangming came over and patted Chen Jie on the shoulder and said, "Old Five, think positively. Feng San is a lunatic. Who would have thought that he would dare to raid our fishing gang's base?"

　　"This matter cannot be left like this."

　　Lu Rong also came over and asked, "When will you seek revenge?"

　　Deng Guangming said: "We are already looking for them, but I sent people to check the Beggars' Sect's base in West City, and they have all evacuated. I'm afraid it won't be easy for us to take revenge."

　　After hearing this, Chen Jie said, "Call me when you want revenge."

　　Deng Guangming nodded.

　　At this moment, several young men from the fishing gang suddenly came running over and said, "Third Master, Fourth Master, Fifth Master, the hall master is here."

　　After hearing this, Peng Shizhong, with a dark face, led Feng Xuan and Zheng Chuan to rush over.

　　Not long after, Zhou Chu also arrived.

　　At this time, almost all the senior leaders of Baihu Hall had arrived. Peng Shizhong came to the corner of the wall where the corpses were covered with white cloth and neatly arranged.

　　He lifted a piece of white cloth, took a look, and then immediately clenched his fists. Veins on his face were exposed, and his temples were bulging. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.

　　"Who did it?"

　　Peng Shizhong asked, and Feng Xuan said, "Foster father, on the wall."

　　After hearing this, Peng Shizhong raised his head, and the next moment his eyes flashed with ferocity: "Feng San!"

　　After reading these two words, Peng Shizhong immediately roared: "Follow me into the house."

　　At this time, Feng Xuan, Zheng Chuan, and Zhou Chu all looked towards the corpse in the corner. After looking around, Zhou Chu said with a dark face, "Jiu Si, Little Nose is dead!"

　　"Snotty?"

　　Chen Jie was stunned, Zhou Chu said: "Well, the kid who rushed into the yard with you last night was only seventeen years old."

　　After Zhou Chu said this, Chen Jie remembered that there was indeed that child.

　　Zhou Chu said: "His eyes were dug out, his tongue was pulled out, and he was bitten by dogs. There is not a single good spot on his body. He is only seventeen years old! These beasts!"

　　After hearing this, Chen Jie gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said, "Little Sniffle, I will avenge these twelve brothers. Anyone who kills my brothers will be killed!"

　　Zhou Chu heard this and said, "Whoever kills my brother must be killed!"

　　The two looked at each other and entered the house with heavy hearts.

　　Inside the house, Peng Shizhong sat there with a sullen look on his face and said, "Sit down."

　　The six adopted sons sat down one by one. At this time, Peng Shizhong said, "You all saw what happened today. Feng San was too arrogant. He actually dared to kill our White Tiger Hall people like this. This matter will never end well."

　　After hearing this, the six of them fell silent, knowing that Peng Shizhong was about to give an order.

　　At this time, Peng Shizhong said, "I will issue an order from the hall master. From now on, all members of the White Tiger Hall will declare war on the Beggars' Sect. Anyone who sees a Beggars' Sect disciple in our four streets will be arrested first."

　　"Secondly, issue a killing order against Feng San. Whoever kills Feng San will be rewarded with 5,000 taels of silver if his head is sent to my White Tiger Hall."

　　"In addition, Feng Xuan, Zheng Chuan, Lu Rong, and Deng Guangming, the four of you will lead the elite disciples and be ready to attack at any time."

　　"Jiu Si, Zhou Chu, you will temporarily take over the patrol duty of Fourth Street."

　　Then Peng Shizhong thought for a moment and said, "Ah Fu."

　　"exist."

　　"Paper and pen!"

　　Uncle Fu immediately handed over paper and pen, and Peng Shizhong immediately wrote a letter.

　　After finishing writing, Peng Shizhong said: "Send someone to the old beggar and tell him that if he doesn't hand over Feng San, my White Tiger Hall will declare war on him. If he dies or gets hurt, he will be responsible for it!"

　　After hearing this, Uncle Fu said, "I'll deliver it myself."

　　"No."

　　Peng Shizhong shook his head and said, "Just send one disciple. The Beggars' Sect is not a group of classy people."

　　After hearing this, Uncle Fu nodded and immediately sent someone to deliver a letter to the old beggar. Peng Shizhong said, "You four, take people to the other halls of the Beggars' Gang to watch. If there is any news, whether to fight or not, I will inform you."

　　"Yes, my godfather."

　　After hearing this, Peng Shizhong's four adopted sons.

　　[Eight-Faced Buddha Feng Xuan] [Iron-Faced Tiger Zheng Chuan] [Bronze-Armed Lu Rong] [White-Clothed Scholar Deng Guangming] all set out, bringing their elite disciples with them, to other branches of the Beggars' Sect.

　　Peng Shizhong's four disciples are all very strong. Peng Shizhong has used a lot of resources to train them. Each of them is a strong man in the Iron Bone Realm.

　　The strongest among them, such as Zheng Chuan, Feng Xuan, etc., have been in the Iron Bone Realm for several years and have extremely strong strength.

　　Deng Guangming has been in the Iron Bone Realm for half a year, and his strength is at the Dark Energy level, which is quite powerful.

　　At this time, the four elite disciples set out together, and Peng Shizhong's anger was visible.

　　…

　　Beggars' Sect, South City Branch.

　　This is a very large courtyard. There are no flowers, plants or trees in the courtyard, but there is a vegetable garden.

　　An old beggar, barefoot and wearing ragged clothes, was personally watering each vegetable with manure in the vegetable garden.

　　There were two people standing outside the vegetable garden, one of them was dressed in silk and holding a golden knife in his hand.

　　A man with a strange appearance, dressed in rags, a typical beggar.

　　These two are the old beggar's right-hand men and left-hand men, Feng San with the Golden Knife and Zhou Peng with the Iron Beggar.

　　It can also be seen from the way the two men dress that their styles of doing things are also very different. The Beggars' Sect has always been divided into two factions, the Clean Clothes Faction and the Dirty Clothes Faction.

　　There is no distinction between the two factions.

　　Among them, the dirty clothes faction is easy to understand, just like Zhou Peng, who wears tattered clothes and looks like a beggar.

　　The Jingyi Faction is like Feng San, who wears silk and satin and uses weapons inlaid with gold and silver, and is very rich.

　　Does the Beggars' Sect have any money?

　　Yes, the disciples of the Beggars' Sect may not have money, but the leader of the Beggars' Sect is quite rich.

　　There are three sources of money. First, the little beggars below have to pay their dues every day. A little bit adds up to a lot, and the leader of the Beggar Gang is not short of money.

　　Secondly, they collect protection fees. In a street protected by the Beggars' Gang, which businessman dares not to pay? If you don't pay, a group of beggars will bring a group of beggars to throw feces into your store. Can you bear it?

　　The third is to do business. This is the job of the Jingyi Sect. Their business is divided into two parts.

　　The first part is legal buying and selling, not legalization.

　　What I mean is, if you open a restaurant on this street and make a lot of money, then I, the Beggars' Gang, will also open a restaurant. What if we can't sell as much as you? We will send a dozen beggars to cause trouble in your store every day and throw feces in your store. Can you withstand it?

　　If you can't handle it, there's only one solution: sell the store to our Beggars' Gang and get out.

　　The second part is illegal transactions, such as human trafficking...

　　In this case, how could they be short of money, especially the beggar leaders at the upper level.

　　They are all very fat, but now that they have money, their behavior is different. They wear clean clothes and pay attention to eating, drinking, playing and living well. Their shortcoming is that they are out of touch with the lower classes of the Beggars' Gang.

　　The second type is like Zhou Peng, the Iron Beggar, who wears tattered clothes like a beggar. In fact, his food and drink are no worse than those of the Clean Clothes Sect, except that his clothes are worse. The advantage is that he can mingle with the lower levels of the Beggar Gang.

　　The old beggar was pouring manure water at this time.

　　He said, "You mean, Peng Shizhong's adopted son killed your brother, and you destroyed a stronghold of the White Tiger Hall?"

　　"Old Captain, I originally wanted to kill Chen Jiusi, but the black market intervened."

　　The old beggar asked, "How come Chen Jiusi is involved with the black market again?"

　　Feng San said: "I don't know either."

　　The old beggar asked, "Then how are you going to solve this? Can we just let this go?"

　　"No, my brother's death must not be in vain. Chen Jiusi must pay for my brother's life."

　　"Then why did you kill the people from the White Tiger Hall? Now your reason has become unreasonable!"

　　The Iron Beggar Zhou Peng on the side spoke up.

　　Feng San immediately quit after hearing this and looked at Zhou Peng and said, "What do you mean? What do you mean by being right but then being wrong? Did my brother die in vain?"

　　Zhou Peng asked, "Did the twelve people from the White Tiger Hall die in vain?"

　　"Haha, twelve worthless lives, can they be worth my brother's life? That's just the interest I and the White Tiger Hall collected."

　　"But does Baihutang think so?"

　　"I don't care what he thinks, Chen Jiusi must die!"

　　Zhou Peng shook his head and looked at the old beggar, who was scooping manure from the bucket and said, "Stop arguing, Feng San, you are indeed a little impulsive."

　　Feng San looked up at the old beggar, but did not dare to talk back to him.

　　The old beggar said, "I know Peng Shizhong well. He will not let you go if you kill the twelve disciples of his White Tiger Hall."

　　Feng San paused for a moment, looked at the old beggar and said, "Does the captain mean that he doesn't support me anymore?"

　　"Then Captain, tie me up and take me to the White Tiger Hall, and I will pay for the lives of those twelve men."

　　"Feng San, is this what the old captain means? Who are you playing bachelor with?"

　　Zhou Peng shouted angrily.

　　"What does the old captain mean? And old captain, this time the higher-ups mean that we should not lie dormant any longer. It's time for a change in Mianshui County. The adopted son of the White Tiger Hall Master of the Cao Gang dared to kill my brother. Do you think the Beggars' Sect is serious?"

　　"Old Captain, think about the glory of the Beggars' Sect in the past. Back then, it was the largest gang in the Jianghu. But now, even the cats and dogs in Mianshui County dare to bully us. Old Captain, I can't stand it anymore!"

　　Feng San gritted his teeth.

　　The old helmsman frowned slightly, then said, "Well, I know about this. Feng San, you can leave first. I will think about it."

　　Feng San heard this and said, "Old Captain, I won't force you, but Chen Jiusi must pay for my brother's life! This is my bottom line!"

　　"I see."

　　The old helmsman nodded as he spoke.

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