#180 - Chapter 180 Heartbroken

Hearing the report from his brother-in-law, Xu Le, Cheng Feng's face revealed a satisfied smile.

He thought to himself, "This kid has really become more reliable after the training camp!"

Cheng Feng was pleased with Xu Le's growth.

Previously, Cheng Feng had always harbored a concern—the number of middle-level Hongmen members at the Skin Refining realm was simply too small.

Although they already possessed a certain amount of territory, if they didn't have enough strength to protect it, then everything would be in vain.

He turned his gaze towards Sun Gui and the others, silently thinking, "I hope you can break through to the Skin Refining realm as soon as possible, otherwise, these old-timers who have been following me won't be able to keep up with Hongmen's pace."

Green Bamboo Gang's council hall

A dozen people sat in a row on chairs, their ages varying, but all exuding an extraordinary aura.

Some were young and vigorous, while others were calm and experienced, each radiating the unique presence of a martial artist.

Peng Yu'an sat high in the main seat, his deep eyes calmly looking down, his face unreadable.

At this moment, the people below were fiercely discussing a topic—Hongmen.

This newly rising force in their territory had attracted everyone's attention.

Some advocated immediately sending people to have a real contest with Hongmen; others believed that Hongmen had not crossed the line and was still in the buffer zone of the surrounding gangs, so they should observe for a while longer.

Just as everyone was arguing endlessly, Peng Yu'an finally spoke.

"Enough! Stop arguing!" His voice was low and powerful, as if containing endless majesty.

The entire scene instantly became silent, everyone looked at this gang leader of several decades, his authority displayed to the fullest.

Peng Yu'an's gaze swept around, and then he slowly said, "Regarding Hongmen, I want everyone to see something."

With that, he gestured to his subordinate beside him.

A subordinate took out a knife with obvious finger marks from behind him and handed it to each of the senior members to pass around.

"This knife was left by the Hongmen leader named Cheng Feng after he taught my son a lesson when he encountered him buying women at the brokerage."

Peng Yu'an's tone was calm, yet full of power.

He recounted the origin of the knife in detail.

The people at the table whispered to each other, and a Blood Refining realm elder said, "Bone Strength Exiting the Body? If that's true, doesn't that mean Cheng Feng himself has reached the Bone Refining realm?"

Someone next to him shouted, "Impossible, Cheng Feng has only been studying martial arts for more than two years, even a genius wouldn't achieve the Bone Refining stage so quickly!"

"Hey, kid, you're really ignorant. Back then, this old man saw someone even more talented in the Prefecture City, Blood Refining in one year, Bone Refining in half a year," an old man was proclaiming his youthful experiences.

At this time, the discussion among the crowd grew louder and louder, and everyone was shocked by Cheng Feng's performance.

They all looked towards the strongest person in the Green Bamboo Gang—Peng Yu'an, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Peng Yu'an sighed inwardly, this time's result of snatching territory had caused the Green Bamboo Gang to lose all face.

But he still pretended to be calm and smiled: "Truly, the younger generation is to be feared! I didn't expect that old fellow Wang Tieshan to silently take in such a gifted disciple."

He paused, and then continued: "However, the speed at which this kid's martial arts realm has improved is a bit surprising."

A hint of jealousy was revealed in his eyes, because he clearly realized that a genius like Cheng Feng, if given some time to grow, would definitely become a regional overlord in the future.

Peng Yu'an couldn't help but feel a surge of fighting spirit in his heart.

He really wanted to compete with Cheng Feng to see how strong this young man really was.

But Peng Yu'an knew very well that although he had cultivated for many years, if he really fought Cheng Feng, he would probably have difficulty winning.

Even with all his tricks, it would be a tie at best, not to mention that old fellow Wang Tieshan was backing him up.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Now he can only temporarily put down this grievance and use the reason that Hongmen has not crossed the line to suppress some voices within the gang.

This time, I'm afraid a batch of people will have to be purged.

"Since Hongmen has not crossed the line and Cheng Feng's information is unclear, we will temporarily stand still and see what Hongmen is going to do.

In addition, just in case, send more people to keep an eye on them, loosely on the outside and tightly on the inside, to prevent accidents," Peng Yu'an made a decision, and naturally he would not procrastinate.

Everyone stood up and said: "Yes, sir."

But no one noticed the anger in the eyes of a young man in the young and radical faction: "Old thing, the Green Bamboo Gang will be finished in your hands sooner or later."

Wang Hao is the leader of the young faction of the Green Bamboo Gang.

He is also the grandson of Wang Kuo, the Blood Refining Completion elder of the Green Bamboo Gang.

When the strength begins to be equal, some ambitions begin to grow.

Wang Hao has always believed that his grandfather's strength is no weaker than Peng Yu'an's.

With such great strength, why not expand?

The disciples below are unable to move, and the interests are firmly controlled by these high-ranking officials who do nothing.

They don't dare to fight, and they don't let the people under them fight.

How could a mere newly rising Hongmen be so mysterious?

Aren't the usual displays of power and sinister methods used?

In that case, I will clear this obstacle for the Green Bamboo Gang.

When the time comes, you will be surprised.

Wang Hao had an idea in his mind, and naturally he would not just stay on the idea.

Wang Kuo only had such a grandson under his knees, and his son and daughter-in-law were tragically murdered by enemies.

Naturally, he loved the treasure he got in his old age.

This made Wang Hao develop a blind and pampered temperament.

He took out a tightly sealed bottle from the innermost box of his grandfather's study.

"Heart-Shattering Powder, it's you," Wang Hao looked at his grandfather's most proud collection.

According to Wang Kuo, this was a good thing bought from the prefecture.

Even Blood Refining late-stage martial artists would suffer after being hit, and it might be used in the future.

Wang Hao naturally knew his grandfather's intention. If the Green Bamboo Gang's leader position was not as strong, it would be fine.

If the strength was comparable, why not compete for it?

But after all, they were old brothers for many years.

Wang Kuo only saved the Heart-Shattering Powder after he got it by chance, and did not use it.

He just said a few more words in front of his grandson, but he didn't expect Wang Hao to remember it in his heart.

Wang Hao thought to himself: "You always said that you can't do it openly, so you do it secretly, but now you don't use it, you are really confused."

Looking at the Heart-Shattering Powder in his hand, Wang Hao was still not at ease.

He called his subordinates to accompany him to the Green Bamboo Gang dungeon.

He put a little Heart-Shattering Powder in the meal sent to a Skin Refining Completion prisoner to test the effect.

Wang Hao, who was hiding in the corner, watched the Skin Refining Completion martial artist cover his chest and lose his breath in a short while, and smiled with satisfaction.

"It seems that what Grandpa said is true, this thing is really powerful, Hongmen, you are in luck this time."