Chapter 39: Strange Tide

"Sit down, we are all family." Lu Xuanwu waved his hand.

After the two sat down, Wang Minglang looked at the wooden plate on the table, "Boss, what is this?"

He recognized the black robe as the uniform of the big boss in the gang.

Lu Xuanwu nodded, "The position of deacon is still a little inappropriate. It's not too late to raise it after Xiao Jiang has accumulated some experience in the position of big boss. Of course, this Red Tiger Fist Manual is indispensable, what do you think?"

Wang Minglang glanced at Qin Jiang, who nodded slightly and had no opinion. In his opinion, positions are just empty names.

How would a Jianghu gang really care about any contribution?

When he has mastered the Red Tiger Fist, let alone the position of deacon, even the position of hall master can still be obtained by strength.

Seeing this, Wang Minglang said nothing more.

Qin Jiang has just arrived and has no achievements yet. It is better to adapt to the position of big boss first.

Moreover, the gang leader was giving face. According to the gang rules, one needs to become a deacon before having the opportunity to pass down the Red Tiger Fist.

"Just do as the gang leader says." He said.

Lu Xuanwu smiled, "Okay, I have arranged it. I will let Xiao Jiang go to the Sixth Hall. Now the position of the head of the Sixth Hall is vacant, and Elder Chen will take charge temporarily.

There is only one deacon below. If Xiao Jiang goes there, although he is the big boss in name, the power he actually controls is equivalent to that of a deacon.

But as the gang leader, I always have to pay attention to the legitimate reason."

Hearing this, Wang Minglang's eyes lit up slightly. He knew that the gang leader still remembered the old friendship.

"Old Wang, come back to help me? I am really old. If you come back, you will be the fourth elder of my Red Tiger Gang, and the Fourth Hall will still be handed over to you." Lu Xuanwu said.

Wang Minglang was shocked when he heard this, and he raised his head suddenly and looked directly at Lu Xuanwu.

After a moment, he sighed, his eyes dimmed, "Forget it. My current strength can only maintain the level of the first level of the Red Tiger Fist. With such strength, what qualifications do I have to sit in the position of elder?"

The elders of the Red Tiger Gang have always been those who have practiced the third level of the Red Tiger Fist.

If it was back then, he would naturally take the lead, but now, his strength is far less than before, how can he still be qualified?

A trace of guilt appeared in Lu Xuanwu's eyes, "I said you are qualified, then you are qualified. Besides, this position belongs to you. After so many years, are you still blaming me?"

Back then, Wang Minglang and Nie Dongsheng competed for the position of elder, but Nie Dongsheng used a shady trick to plot against him, and he never recovered from it.

At that time, the Red Tiger Gang was at war with the Qiuye Gang in Luoshan City. He originally planned to deal with Nie Dongsheng after the battle.

But who would have thought that this guy would actually make great achievements in the battle with the Qiuye Gang, completely consolidating his position as an elder, leaving him no reason to target him.

"Boss, I didn't mean that. I just really think I don't have the qualifications, let alone the ability. Boss, you said you're old, but you forgot that I'm actually old, too."

Wang Minglang looked at Lu Xuanwu, his eyes no longer as clear as they were back then.

Lu Xuanwu was startled when he heard that, and then lowered his head slightly, "Yes, I forgot, now... it's not the same as it was back then."

He looked at Wang Minglang, and the guilt in his eyes was even stronger, "Junior brother, it's my fault."

Wang Minglang opened his eyes slightly and became calm again.

Admittedly, he had long lost his resentment, but it was still difficult to say it out loud.

Qin Jiang on the side was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Uncle Wang and Boss Lu were actually brothers.

Lu Xuanwu took a deep breath, took out a whistle from his arms and blew it.

The crisp whistle sound was extremely penetrating, and it seemed to have a specific frequency.

Shortly after the whistle stopped, a middle-aged man in a black cloak walked in. The left sleeve of his hand was embroidered with the same red tiger as Nie Dongsheng.

After the man walked in, he looked at Wang Minglang with a smile, "Old Wang, long time no see."

Wang Minglang looked up at him and laughed, "Old Chen, you are still at the third level after all these years?"

Chen Feng's mouth shrank when he heard it, "You old man, you still talk so harshly!"

"Hahahaha! Just kidding! It's rare to see you." Wang Minglang laughed.

"Okay, you old thing, have you really settled down in the north of the city? You didn't even come to me for a drink!" Chen Feng said unhappily.

He sat down and looked at Qin Jiang, "Wow! You can actually practice Iron Arm Fist to this level! Awesome!"

Qin Jiang was about to be modest, but Wang Minglang on the side said directly, "Stop! Can you tell how well Iron Arm Fist is practiced with just your eyes? How come I don't know?"

Chen Feng raised his head slightly, and then put it down helplessly, "You old thing, I praised you, and you are not happy!"

As he said, he patted Qin Jiang's shoulder, "Xiao Jiang, don't look at this old thing as reserved, in fact, when he was young, he was very playful! I tell you"

"Shut up! You bastard!" Wang Minglang stood up and pointed the big pipe in his hand at Chen Feng.

The two stared at each other, Chen Feng had a smile on his face, and Wang Minglang's face was livid.

"Ahem."

Lu Xuanwu coughed twice, "Junior brother, Elder Chen, why bother talking about the past."

He looked at Qin Jiang, "Xiao Jiang, you should follow Elder Chen from now on."

Qin Jiang nodded, "Okay."

"Okay, take the uniform and Red Tiger Fist of the big boss. The Sixth Hall is responsible for the Xiuzhenfang and Andingfang. I'll have someone clean up a yard these days.

In a few days, let's say three days. After three days, you will go to Elder Chen's place to work. " Lu Xuanwu said.

After saying that, he looked at Chen Feng and said, "Elder Chen, Xiao Jiang is leaving it to you. He has just joined the gang and is not familiar with it yet. I need you to take care of him."

Chen Feng glanced at Wang Minglang. Wang Minglang curled his lips, put back his smoking gun and sat down.

Chen Feng smiled with satisfaction, "What did the gang leader say? I think Xiao Jiang is just like my eldest nephew!"

Lu Xuanwu nodded slightly, "Okay, now that the arrangements have been made. Elder Chen, please take Xiao Jiang to visualize the Red Tiger Leaping Stream. Junior Brother and I still have something to say."

Chen Feng nodded, "Xiao Jiang, take the boxing manual and come with me."

After the two left, without waiting for Wang Minglang to ask anything, Lu Xuanwu's face turned red, he took out a handkerchief and coughed twice, coughing up a mouthful of black blood.

Wang Minglang was shocked, "Senior brother! What's wrong with you?!"

Lu Xuanwu waved his hand, "Don't be nervous, I was just injured by something strange. I have reached the peak of the fourth level of Red Tiger Fist. It's just a little bit of strange power. It can be eliminated after a month of rest."

"Weird?! What's going on? There's something so weird happening near Black Mountain City?!"

Wang Minglang asked in shock, his senior brother Lu Xuanwu's strength has reached the realm of transformation, and he can be called a master! He is the well-deserved number one expert in Black Mountain City!

It's not that there are no weird things that can hurt Lu Xuanwu, but weird things of that level shouldn't appear in this small Black Mountain City.

"They are refugees. A lot of refugees have died recently. Although they have been dealt with urgently, they are still not completely prevented and treated," Lu Xuanwu said.

Originally, the refugees in the outer city should have been dealt with by the Red Tiger Gang. However, recently, fog has appeared frequently in the Dahei Mountains, and people had to go out to clear them out.

Unexpectedly, there were many strange things in Daheishan, and even the hall leaders died several times.

Later, with the help of Lieutenant Long County, the situation was temporarily stabilized.

"Is it serious?" Wang Minglang asked.

Lu Xuanwu was silent for a moment and nodded slightly, "Daheishan is under control for the time being, but strange things in Heishan City have begun to appear frequently.

Although it hasn't caused much impact yet, this is not a good sign.

After discussing with Lieutenant Longxian, I agreed that within three months, there might be a strange wave. "