sjar Chapter 1351 Taking Him as a Disciple
Chapter 1351 Taking Him as a Disciple
Before their laughter had subsided, Da Bao gestured to Lian Hu, who then spread his arms, jumped up, and threw a punch in mid-air. Takeda Yuu sneered and shouted, "Well done!"
His hands were clasped together to block Lian Hu's fist. With a loud crack, Takeda Yuu staggered back three steps and was supported by his disciples behind him. If there had been no one behind him, he could have continued to back away and dissipated Lian Hu's force.
However, his disciple blocked his way, and his arm and internal organs took full hit by Lian Hu's blow. Takeda Yufu coughed up a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with several pieces of broken internal organs.
His two large hands were twisted beyond recognition.
Takeda Yuu stared at Renko in disbelief. He only said one sentence, "Run!" before his eyes rolled back and he died.
Li Fengcheng, who was standing on the steps of the Dragon Tiger Gate, saw this scene clearly. People from various martial arts schools who had gathered nearby also saw it clearly. Li Fengcheng believed that his kung fu was about the same as that of Takeda Yuu.
Takeda Yuu was an eighth-dan karate master, but unexpectedly, he couldn't withstand a single punch from that big guy. Li Fengcheng instantly felt cold sweat pour down his back. He thought about it carefully and realized that even he couldn't withstand that punch. In an instant, Li Fengcheng was like a wilted eggplant after being hit by frost.
When the Black Dragon Society disciples saw their master coughing up blood and falling unconscious, most of them were unaware that their master was already dead. They shouted and more than a dozen of them rushed over with Lian Hu.
These dozen or so men were quite clever. They knew they were no match for Lian Hu's strength, so they could only circle around him, waiting for an opportunity to pounce and try to subdue him.
They assumed that Lian Hu, being so big, must be clumsy. Little did they know that Lian Hu came from a wrestling family. What does wrestling emphasize? Strength and skill. Although Lian Hu wasn't as agile as Xiao Erduo, he was by no means clumsy.
His body twisted and turned, and with a shake of his arms, these guys could no longer hold Lian Hu and were all thrown out. Lian Hu let out a long roar and rushed into the Black Dragon Society's crowd with Da Bao.
They were like tigers among sheep, there to slaughter them. The screams of agony echoed through the crowd, a sound of despair that sent shivers down the spines of everyone on the martial arts street.
A dozen minutes later, Da Bao and Lian Hu took a few steps back, gave each other a high five, and turned to look at the Black Dragon Society disciples lying on the ground.
Da Bao always believed in the creed that only dead Japanese devils were good Japanese devils, so he showed no mercy when he attacked. As for Lian Hu, he always used his full strength when he attacked. The members of the Black Dragon Society had their bones broken and tendons snapped, and they lay on the ground, screaming incessantly.
Da Bao pointed to the Black Dragon Society's signboard. Lian Hu laughed heartily; this was his favorite. He kicked aside the disciples blocking his way, then walked to the door frame, reached out, and yanked the Black Dragon Society's signboard down. Lian Hu held the signboard with both hands and snapped it in two with a crack. This effectively wiped the Black Dragon Society out of Haojiang.
Da Bao took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, shook his head, and Lian Hu ran over, put his arm around his shoulder, and the two brothers teased each other, laughing as they walked away.
Ye Han and the other onlookers were dumbfounded. Holy crap, are these guys even human? These two alone took down more than three hundred martial arts practitioners. Even slaughtering three hundred pigs would take several days, right? How is this easier than slaughtering pigs?
They quickly followed Da Bao...
The people on Wuguan Street looked at each other, and for a moment no one spoke, only heavy breathing could be heard.
Just then, two disciples from the Dragon Tiger Sect came running from a distance, shouting as they ran.
“Master, Moro Bing can’t come… His whole family was buried alive by the people from the Yongle Palace Casino. It happened in the square, and they even built a platform on it and erected a monument.”
Upon hearing this news, the people of Wuguan Street slunk back to their martial arts schools, locking the doors tightly. From then on, no one dared to boast about going to the casino to collect protection money anymore.
……
In the stillness of the night, only Da Bao and He Xin remained in Da Bao's living room. Da Bao personally poured He Xin a cup of tea, then sat down in the chair next to him, picked up a cigarette, and offered it to He Xin.
"I acquired a cigarette factory in Brazil to make cigarettes specifically for my own family. Firstly, it's clean and hygienic. Secondly, the tobacco leaves are selected one by one, and the new process is used, so it contains very little nicotine, making it comfortable to smoke and having little impact on health."
I've already sent a telegram to Arthur; he'll be sending a ship full of opium, and we'll divide it among ourselves."
He Xin took a puff of his cigarette and found it incredibly fragrant. Little did he know that this cigarette was more expensive than any tobacco in the world because its leaves were all grown in the space.
It is irrigated and soaked with water from the Lingjing Well, then infused with spices made from Lingzhi mushrooms, and finally fumigated with the purest wine. A single pack of these cigarettes would fetch no less than a thousand US dollars on the market.
"boss……"
Da Bao reached out to stop him.
"You can call me Young Master too. From now on, you can be considered my disciple."
He Xin was overjoyed; his hand, which was smoking, was trembling slightly.
Da Bao lit a cigarette and slowly took a drag, saying...
“I know you have concerns, which is why you’ve been hesitant to fully commit…”
He Xin nodded silently. His rise to power was like a myth. Not to mention outsiders, even he himself couldn't believe it when he woke up in the middle of the night. He had gone from a recent college graduate to a person who was half the boss of Haojiang.
To He Xin, Da Bao was a complete stranger. Why would someone promote you for no reason? Therefore, He Xin was always prepared in case the boss removed him.
What should he do? After all, he still needs to survive in Macau. If he offends too many people, he might die without a burial place if that day ever comes.
He Xin was very envious of Zhu Youzai and the others. They got along with Da Bao like a family, calling him "Young Master" all the time. In ancient times, they would be Young Master Qin's disciples, pure family.
Dabao continued.
"Although I am young, I have an excellent eye for people. You have ideals and ambitions, you are intelligent, and you are resourceful. The moment I first saw you, I knew I wanted to bring you under my wing."
Now that I've revealed my identity, you won't have to be so hesitant to act anymore.
My surname is Qin, my given name is Qin Dabao, I am a Manchu prince of the Bordered Yellow Banner, my English name is Charlotte, I am a first-class duke of the Kingdom of Denmark, honorary master of the Royal Knights, a first-class duke of the British Empire, the Queen of England is my godmother, and I am currently the Secretary for Security of Hong Kong. In fact, in Hong Kong, my power is greater than that of the Governor.
"So? Are you more confident now? Let me tell you clearly, as long as your interests are protected, go ahead and do it. Even if you drive all the current residents of Haojiang to the sea, we can simply bring in a new batch of residents from elsewhere. That's not a problem."