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Chapter 295 Your Future is Bright! (Seeking monthly votes~~)

This thought.

It carries a sense of absurdity that is almost laughable.

City of injustice, mirage.

Those of the fourth rank and above cannot enter.

Within the framework of this city-state's rules, the city lord is theoretically the absolute ruler at the top of the pyramid.

Its power level, even if not fifth-order, must be at the peak of the fourth-order.

Fang Qingyu knew better than anyone how terrifying the abilities of beings at this level were.

Just look at Jiu and Hanba and you'll know.

When the two disappeared or reappeared.

Even after activating his Divine Firmament Envoy form.

Their combat power has soared to a level that can crush ordinary third-tier opponents.

Faced with their unpredictable and elusive methods, they had absolutely no chance of fighting back.

The city lord is the entity that controls the core rules of the entire mirage.

Given the authority and power it wields within the city, it will only be more troublesome than Jiu.

Even if all the superhumans in the city went mad and attacked recklessly.

If you can't beat them, can't you at least run away?

Injuried?

Fang Qingyu has serious doubts about this news.

The dilapidated minibus struggled to move forward on the cracked cement road.

The scenery outside the window rushed past.

The warehouses and roads in the port area, which were relatively well-organized, gradually became messy and crowded.

More and more shacks are being pieced together from various materials.

The narrow alleyways crisscross like a maze.

The air was filled with a murky smell, including the smell of the sea and coal smoke.

This is the limestone area.

A village within the city on the outskirts of a mirage.

Compared to the massive metal dome overhead, radiating a constant, soft sunlight, and the brightly lit, uniquely styled skyscrapers of the inner city in the distance, this place seemed like two different worlds.

The minibus finally came to a sudden stop in front of a drab, five-story self-built cement building.

"Squeak—!"

The screeching sound of brakes drew curious yet fearful glances from some nearby residents.

"We're here! Brothers, this is our Green Dragon Gang's territory!"

Liu San was the first to jump off the car, his face showing a sense of relief and pride that he had arrived home.

Pointing to the square building in front of him.

A cement building with no decorations and windows covered in thick dust.

"The conditions are a bit basic, but it's safe! This area is full of our own people!"

Fang Qingyu and the others also got out of the car one after another, looking around their new home.

The building is dark and old, with some parts of the walls peeling off, revealing the red bricks underneath.

In front of the building was a patch of hardened mud, scattered with some debris.

There were also some discarded fishing nets and rusty iron buckets piled up next to it.

Several clotheslines stretched haphazardly across the room, hanging with clothes of dull colors.

The environment is indeed very down-to-earth.

However, there is one thing that is different from what Fang Qingyu imagined.

There were quite a few people peeking around, but they were all ordinary people.

It seems the situation is the same as on the Arctic front.

"Come on, leave it to us."

Several members of the Green Dragon Gang, who had been waiting in front of the building, were dressed in old clothes similar to Liu San's.

She greeted him with a smile that was both ingratiating and a little nervous.

He quickly and efficiently helped everyone carry their luggage.

"Third Brother, Brother Biao, the boss just sent word that the new brothers should settle in first, and he'll be here later!" a young gang member said to Liu San.

"I know, I know!"

Liu San waved his hand and turned to Fang Qingyu and the others, warmly greeting them, "Come on, come on, the rooms are all ready! They're a bit cramped, but the beds and bedding are clean! Come on, come on, let's go upstairs and take a look!"

The group followed and entered the self-built house.

The interior looks older than the exterior.

The staircase was narrow and steep, the walls were mottled, and the lighting was dim.

A faint musty and dusty smell filled the air.

The room was a standard student dormitory layout, with bunk beds and a small space. Besides the beds, there was only a worn-out small table.

furnish?

nonexistent.

It was just the most basic cement floor, whitewashed walls, and simple light bulbs.

Fang Qingyu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings with a calm expression.

He had lived in many such places in Qingjian City before.

However, Fang Qingyu found it a little hard to understand.

A martial arts master.

In any city he was, he was a heroic figure who held sway over a region, was revered by thousands, and possessed immense power and resources.

In the limestone district of this unjust city.

How could they only occupy such a dilapidated urban village?
His core gang members also looked rather shabby.

The difference is just too big.

Chu Kuanglan was not as composed as Fang Qingyu.

He carried his large backpack, looked around the dormitory, and then looked out the window at the drab street scene. The expression on his face was priceless.

He scratched his head, moved closer to Liu San, and lowered his voice, sounding confused and puzzled:
"Brother, is this really the core area of ​​our gang? Brother Meng, the dignified Martial Saint, lives here?"

Liu San's smile froze for a moment, revealing a hint of undisguised embarrassment.

He glanced quickly to the left and right, as if afraid of being overheard by other gang members.

He then forced himself to straighten his chest and, in a tone that conveyed a sense of "you don't understand the market," explained in a similarly low voice:

"Brother Chu! Keep your voice down! You can't just say things like that!"

He leaned closer to Chu Kuanglan, lowering his voice to a whisper, tinged with helplessness: "Our City of Injustice is different from the outside! It's true that our leader is a Martial Saint, but we can't stop the other side from having too many people."

"A lot of people?"

Chu Kuanglan was taken aback.

"Yup!"

Liu San nodded vigorously, a hint of awe in his eyes. Through the window, he pointed to the faint outlines of tall buildings visible in the direction of the inner city. "Do you know which big gang is closest to us? The Iron Claw Society!"

"The Iron Claw Society?" Chu Kuanglan shook his head cooperatively, looking eager to hear more.

"In their gang, there are at least this many second-tier experts!" Liu San held up two fingers, indicating ten, then added two more, "At least a hundred! And there are more than a dozen third-tier big shots, none of them are to be underestimated!"

He patted Chu Kuanglan on the shoulder, speaking earnestly with a hint of self-consolation: "Look at our Azure Dragon Gang again? All told, we only have about thirty core brothers, and as for the second-tier ones, well, before, including me and Abiao, there were only seven or eight."

"No matter how good our boss is, even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves! It's already quite an achievement that we've managed to carve out such a piece of territory in the Gray Rock District and even collect some protection money along the dock and warehouse line. Many small gangs don't even have a proper place to hide and can only huddle under bridges."

Liu San's words made more and more sense, and the embarrassment on his face faded, replaced by pride: "But now it's all good, with Miss Su and ten of you brothers joining us, especially several of the second-tier brothers! Our gang's strength has increased dramatically! When the boss comes back, he'll definitely have some ideas! Who knows, we might be able to make some big moves soon and take over those few run-down streets from the Blood Wolf Gang next door! When our territory is bigger, the conditions will naturally be better! Brothers, we need to think long-term!"

After listening to Liu San's heartfelt explanation of gang survival rules, Chu Kuanglan's dissatisfaction vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of sudden understanding and even a touch of sympathy.

He immediately put on an expression of utmost understanding, patted Liu San's shoulder heavily, and raised his voice several decibels:

"Got it, Brother Liu, I totally get it! Brother Meng's had it tough! None of us brothers' had it tough! Having a territory is our foundation, we're not picky! From now on, we'll follow Brother Meng and work alongside the brothers! It'll be just a matter of time before we live the high life!"

His change in attitude was so swift and his tone so sincere that Fang Qingyu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

Old Chu's reckless and unruly nature makes him a natural fit for playing gangsters.

Wei Banmeng and the others listened silently, understanding the situation.

The City of Injustice is inaccessible to those above the fourth rank; the highest combat power is at the peak of the third rank.

Under this premise, the value of individual combat power is relatively diminished.

A peak third-tier cultivator can indeed easily crush an ordinary initial third-tier cultivator, and might even be able to defeat two or three of them.

But if the opponent has ten or twenty fearless Tier 3 fighters, they can overwhelm you with sheer numbers.

Not to mention the massive army below them, consisting of hundreds or even thousands of second-tier warriors and chosen ones.

Too many ants kill an elephant!
Here, the primary criterion for judging the strength of a gang is how many second- and third-tier combatants it possesses.

Secondly, we need to consider how strong its top fighter is.

Number of people has become the most direct and also the most critical hard indicator for measuring strength.

The Azure Dragon Gang has only one Lei Meng, who is at the initial stage of Martial Saint, with thirty core members and less than ten at the second stage.

In this limestone area, they can only be considered third-rate, guarding such a small slum, which truly reflects their true level.

Figure this out.

The sense of disappointment that everyone felt due to the simple environment completely disappeared.

This, on the contrary, more clearly outlines the cruel and realistic jungle law of the City of Injustice.

"Good that you understand! Good that you understand!" Seeing that Chu Kuanglan was so understanding and that the ten newcomers seemed to have accepted reality without showing any obvious dislike, Liu San finally felt relieved.

Recruiting six second-tier cultivators at once is a feat unprecedented in the history of the Azure Dragon Gang.

If the accommodation conditions scare people away or make them unhappy, Liu San will definitely be in deep trouble!
"Well then, Miss Su, brothers, please settle in first! If you need anything, just tell Xiao Liu at the door, and we'll do our best to get it!" Liu San greeted them warmly with a big smile. "The kitchen is already preparing dinner, and it's guaranteed to be plentiful. Once the boss is done with his work, I'll take you there to see him as soon as possible! He'll personally give you a welcome dinner then!"

"Thank you for your help, Brother Liu."

On behalf of everyone, Fang Qingyu politely nodded in thanks.

"It should be!"

Liu San responded repeatedly, then gave a few more instructions to a thin young gang member at the door before leading A Biao and the others away from the dormitory building with light steps.

Once Liu San's figure disappeared at the alley entrance, Chu Kuanglan slammed the door shut.

Only their own people remained in the small room.

"Phew," Chu Kuanglan let out a long breath, plopped down on the hard bed, and the gangster-like roguishness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a solemn expression. "Damn it, it seems this place is even more sinister than we thought on the ship."

Chu Kuanglan originally thought that the City of Injustice might be a speedrun dungeon.

After all, they are all geniuses among their peers, and fighting is what they do best.

So I wasn't afraid at all when I came here.

However, in terms of sheer numbers, this becomes their biggest weakness.

A look of worry also appeared on Wei Banmeng's usually cool face.

Then, looking at Fang Qingyu who had remained silent, his voice was calm but carried a hint of advice: "Qingzi, Sister Lin Yu and the others are also here. There are thirty-seven people on Dawn's side, all at the second tier, with a few at the peak. If..."

Her meaning was clear. If they could bring over the thirty-odd people from Dawn and incorporate them into the Azure Dragon Gang, they would instantly have nearly fifty second-tier combatants.

This is an absolutely formidable force in the limestone region.

This is enough to boost the Green Dragon Gang's ranking by several levels.

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu remained silent for a few seconds before finally shaking his head slowly.

“Forget it.” His voice was calm. “They came to the City of Injustice to start a new life and escape the shadows of the past. We’re here to cause trouble.”

"Don't involve them anymore."

Wei Banmeng met Fang Qingyu's gaze, nodded slightly, and said no more.

"Well," Old Qin spoke up, breaking the brief silence, "Miss Su, we're penniless right now. We need some start-up capital to gather information and get things moving, right? How about we exchange some resources for some gray crystals?"

All eyes immediately focused on Su Wanqing.

She was the only one here who knew how the City of Injustice operated.

Su Wanqing frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and slowly shook her head: "My suggestion is that it's best not to."

"Oh why?"

Chu Kuanglan was puzzled.

“The risk is too great,” Su Wanqing explained. “Although the City of Injustice is chaotic, the major official or semi-official exchange points are all backed by powerful forces in the inner city, and may even be directly connected to the City Lord’s Mansion’s spies.”

"We're new here, just ten of us. If we were to exchange a large number of high-quality Qi and Blood Crystals, Life Beads, or Meditation Flowers for Gray Crystals all at once, we would immediately be targeted."

Her tone turned serious: "At that point, either the people at the exchange point will be tempted by the money and double-cross us, or the news will leak out and attract the covetousness and probing of other gangs like hyenas."

“Once the conflict escalates, it will be difficult for us to keep a low profile, and we may even be forced to expose our strength in advance and get involved in unnecessary trouble.”

She paused, then looked at Fang Qingyu: "Of course, this is just my suggestion. If you feel it's necessary, you can switch. But be prepared to kill at any time, and it's very likely that once you start killing, you won't be able to stop, and you'll directly make a mortal enemy of one or even several gangs, unless you expose your identity."

All eyes turned back to Fang Qingyu, awaiting his decision.

Fang Qingyu's fingers tapped lightly on the worn-out little wooden table, making a soft tapping sound. He looked up at Su Wanqing.
"If we don't use resource exchange, what other way is there to earn gray crystals in this unjust city?"

Su Wanqing seemed to have anticipated his question and answered clearly, "There are still ways. First, we joined the Green Dragon Gang, which provides basic food and lodging, but if you want to make money, you have to take on gang missions. For example, guarding territory, collecting protection money, escorting goods, or fighting when there are conflicts between gangs."

“Secondly, you can go out and find work yourself.” She pointed out the window, “There are also ghosts in the City of Injustice that need to be cleaned up by extraordinary people.”

"Many gangs or chambers of commerce will issue bounty missions to temporarily recruit cleaners if they are short-handed in their own territory or the area they are responsible for, or if they encounter a troublesome ghost. This kind of job is relatively easy to make money and also relatively free, as long as you are strong enough."

"Wait a minute!" Old Qiao couldn't help but interject, his face full of surprise. "Miss Su, are you saying that ghosts often appear in these mirages?!"

“Of course.” Su Wanqing nodded affirmatively. “Here, the intrusion of the Fate Ghost is also a daily part of this city. Therefore, powerful gangs have a value in their existence, protecting the safety of the areas where ordinary people pay protection money.”

"Then," Qi Hao asked in confusion, "we're now members of the Green Dragon Gang, would other gangs or chambers of commerce still be willing to hire us as temporary workers? Aren't they afraid we're undercover agents or trying to take over their territory?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing smiled knowingly, "Of course I'm willing! In fact, you'd be very welcome!"

"Why?" Lu Chen asked curiously.

"Because we're never enough people!" Su Wanqing pointed out incisively. "The threat of the Fate Ghost is continuous. Tell me, would you rather spend some money to have outsiders eliminate the Fate Ghost, or would you rather have the people who fought alongside you risk their lives to kill it?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of understanding crossed Fang Qingyu's eyes. He suddenly said:

"In other words, the underlying operating logic here isn't actually that different from that of the federal cities outside, is it?"

Su Wanqing was slightly taken aback, then smiled and nodded: "Essentially, they're pretty much the same."

"Ordinary people live and thrive here, maintaining the city's most basic operations, providing labor, and paying protection fees as the price for survival, which is equivalent to taxes in other cities. As for the Fate Demons, they are natural disasters and sources of resources, and need to be resisted and hunted by extraordinary individuals."

"The only difference, and also the most crucial difference," Fang Qingyu continued, his voice calm.

"It means that among extraordinary individuals, there are no strong constraints from federal laws and moral ethics. The strong prey on the weak, gang warfare, and territorial disputes can occur. As long as they do not violate the core ironclad rules set by the city lord, they can do whatever they want."

“Yes,” Su Wanqing affirmed. “That’s why this place is called the City of Injustice. The ecology of ordinary people may be similar to that outside, but the world of the extraordinary is a naked dark forest.”

"understood."

Fang Qingyu suddenly felt enlightened.

No matter how chaotic the environment or how distorted the rules, the basic needs for survival and resource acquisition remain unchanged.

Once you understand the underlying dynamics, you can find a foothold and a way to develop.

"Let's prepare for both possibilities," Fang Qingyu quickly decided.

“Split the two teams. Jiang Wei, Haozi, Lao Lü, Lao Chu and I will be one team. Wanqing, you will lead Banmeng and the others to another team.”

"When there are no missions in the gang, we go out to take on scavenger missions. If there are missions, we all go with them."

Everyone readily agreed.

Then we settled our luggage.

Everyone decided to take advantage of the early hour to familiarize themselves with the surrounding area.

Step out of the self-built house that serves as a dormitory and stroll along the narrow, noisy street.

The air was filled with a mixture of smells. Vendors were selling simple food and daily necessities by the roadside. Children in tattered clothes were chasing and playing. Some idle men were squatting in the corners of the walls, smoking and chatting.

If I didn't know this was a mirage...

It really makes you feel like you're in the slums of some backward town.

"What are the specific rules in the limestone area?"

Fang Qingyu asked Su Wanqing as they walked.

According to her, many areas within the City of Injustice have their own unique forbidden zone rules, such as prohibiting the use of Cultist abilities or the use of Qi and Blood Visualization techniques, etc.

But they've been on the ship since then.

While moving around in the limestone area, I did not feel any unusual restrictions.

Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing did not answer immediately, but instead scanned the street with her eyes.

Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, a slight smile appearing on her lips, and pointed to a crossroads not far ahead.

"Look, the rules are right there."

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed.

Beside the intersection, two burly men, wearing vests and revealing bulging muscles, were pushing and shoving each other, shouting and cursing, their faces red and necks thick.

"You son of a bitch! How dare you cut in line!"

"Bullshit! You were the one who squeezed me!"

"court death!"

Both men were clearly martial artists, with bulging muscles.

The next second, the two collided violently like bulls!
"boom!"

A dull thud of flesh colliding was heard.

fist, elbow, knee
They attacked the other person fiercely.

Every punch landed squarely! The dull thuds continued!
The pedestrians around seemed to take this for granted. Instead of panicking and fleeing, they stopped and formed a loose circle, pointing and whispering with excited expressions of amusement.

"Fight! Fight them to death!"

"Wang Laowu, you coward! Kick him in the groin!"

"Li the Cripple, lock his throat! Lock his throat!"

Fang Qingyu and the others also stopped and stood on the periphery of the crowd.

Su Wanqing's voice rang out at the right moment, with a hint of amusement: "The rule in the Gray Rock District is that visualization techniques are prohibited, and the use of internal energy is not allowed."

She pointed to the two men who were still fighting, their faces bruised and blood trickling from their mouths: "They're not even using qi and blood techniques, probably because of the gangs here, they don't dare to go too far in the fight."

Su Wanqing hadn't finished speaking.

"Get out of the way! All of you, get the hell out of my way!"

A harsh shout came from outside the crowd.

The crowd parted like a tide to make way for them.

Three burly men dressed in matching black outfits, each with a ferocious, blood-dripping wolf claw embroidered on their chests, strode in menacingly.

The leader had a scar on his face, fierce eyes, and an aura that clearly indicated he was a second-tier martial arts master.

His sinister gaze swept over the two wrestling figures on the ground, then glanced at the overturned fruit stand. His face showed extreme impatience, and his voice was icy:

"Damn it! It's you two again! Are you tired of living? Daring to fight on our Blood Wolf Gang's turf? And you even knocked over the stall?!"

Fang Qingyu and the others, who were standing at the back of the crowd, were all taken aback when they heard this.

Blood Wolf Gang's territory?
They came out of the Green Dragon Gang's dormitory building, and had walked less than 500 meters in total.

Seeing the fleeting look of surprise on Fang Qingyu's face, Su Wanqing couldn't help but roll her eyes dramatically, lowering her voice with a hint of teasing:
"You'll get used to it. It's a small gang, their territory is only so big, you're practically in their own backyard in just a few steps. In a place like Gray Rock District, gang forces are intertwined, the east side of a street might belong to the Azure Dragon, and the west side might belong to the Blood Wolves. It's normal."

Sure enough, faced with the reprimands from the three members of the Blood Wolf Gang, the two men wrestling on the ground immediately separated as if doused with cold water.

Both of them wore expressions of fear, and without bothering to wipe the blood from their faces, they hurriedly tried to explain:

"Brother Wolf! It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

"It's that kid! He cut in line first!"

"Bullshit! You pushed me first!"

"Shut up!" the scarred, burly man known as Wolf Brother shouted, waving his hand impatiently. "Take him away! Do it the old way! Disturbing the street and damaging property, double the cleaning fee! This month's dockside unloading work is yours!"

Two of his men immediately stepped forward.

They roughly grabbed the two martial artists who were still glaring at each other and dragged them away like dead dogs.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to be had, the crowd dispersed with laughter.

Only the unfortunate fruit stall owner, with a long face, was cleaning up the mess on the ground.

Old Qin's curiosity was piqued as he watched the two being dragged away.

He sidled up to an elderly man nearby, who was watching the commotion with great interest and holding a roasted sweet potato, and asked:
"Hey sir, I have a question for you. Why were those two fighting just now? They looked like they had a deep grudge against each other."

The old man turned his head and saw Old Qin's burly figure and somewhat roguish smile. He subconsciously shrank back, but seeing that the other man's attitude was relatively friendly, he took a bite of sweet potato and mumbled:
"Why else? To grab a spot!"

"What spot are you fighting for?" Old Qin was taken aback, then his face lit up with realization, tinged with a mischievous grin. "Oh! I get it! For a woman?"

"What woman!" The old man shook his head. "For Su Min!"

"Su Min? A woman?" Old Qin asked instinctively.

“A man!” the old man corrected impatiently.

"A man?!"

This surprised not only Lao Qin, but also Fang Qingyu and the others who had been quietly listening nearby.

Two burly men fought tooth and nail in the street over a man.
This seems like something that could only happen in Chengdu.

Seeing the blank expressions on everyone's faces, the old man knew they were newcomers, so he slowly explained:

"Su Min! Doctor Su! A renowned healer throughout the entire City of Injustice. He doesn't charge for medical treatment, only for strange and unusual items, or for doing him a favor to pay off debts. His medical skills are amazing, and countless people are lining up to see him!"

He pointed to the spot where the fight had just taken place: "Those two silly boys were fighting over who would be the first in line at Dr. Su's door, and neither of them would give way, so they started fighting!"

"The Miraculous Healer Su Min?"

Upon hearing this name, Su Wanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, a thoughtful expression on her face.
"I think I've heard of this person before. He's unpredictable and often appears in different areas."

"And it seems that no gang dares to really provoke or control him. In the City of Injustice, he is like a special existence outside the rules."

A doctor who doesn't charge fees and no one dares to mess with him?

Fang Qingyu remembered the name.

In this chaotic land, there is a famous figure with a peculiar personality.

It's impossible to do this without real ability.

Su Min disappeared before the fight even started.

So there's not much else to see.

The group decided to head back home.

They had only walked about 500 meters when they returned to the street corner that belonged to the Green Dragon Gang's territory.

Then they saw Liu San and A Biao standing downstairs in their dormitory building, eagerly waiting.

As soon as Fang Qingyu and the others returned.

Liu San's face immediately lit up with a smile, and he quickly stepped forward to greet him:

"Oh! Miss Su! Brothers! You're back just in time! The boss is back! He was so happy to hear you've all settled in! He specifically sent me over to invite you all to come and see him! Come on, come on, the boss is waiting for you at headquarters!"

Finally, I'm going to meet the person in charge.

The group perked up and followed Liu San toward the neighboring five-story self-built house, which looked equally drab but had two gang members standing guard at the entrance.

Upon entering, the environment was indeed completely different from their dormitory building.

While not luxurious, the floor was tiled fairly cleanly, the walls had been repainted, and the lighting was much brighter.

The hall was furnished with a row of leather sofas that looked a bit old, and a large coffee table in the center.

A burly, bald man dressed in a black silk training uniform sat imposingly on the sofa in the main seat.

He was around forty years old, with a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and slightly protruding temples, exuding a fierce and valiant air.

What's most striking is the pair of hands he's placing on his knees.

Its joints are large and calloused, resembling two iron pincers.

It was none other than Lei Meng, the leader of the Azure Dragon Gang, known as the Sea-Splitting Blade.

Martial Saint, initial stage.

Upon seeing Fang Qingyu and his group enter, Lei Meng let out a loud, hearty laugh and stood up:
"Hahaha! Welcome, welcome! Brothers of the Su family! You must have had a long journey!"

He strode forward with a powerful stride, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, quickly scanning the faces of the crowd, clearly trying to identify who was in charge.

According to the prior agreement
Su Wanqing, who was acting as the liaison, did not step forward.

Instead, Qin Hui stepped forward at the opportune moment, a perfectly timed smile on his face, and extended his right hand:

"Brother Meng! I've heard so much about you! My name is Su Hui!"

Lei Meng's gaze lingered on Qin Hui for a moment, sensing the aura of a peak-level martial artist at the Microscopic Realm emanating from him. His smile remained unchanged as he stretched out his large, fan-like hand and gave him a heavy clench!
"Brother Su! Good! You're definitely a hero!"

He waved his hand, but his gaze bypassed Qin Hui, still scanning the crowd, and said, "Come, come! Brother Su, introduce me to the men!"

Qin Hui understood and immediately stepped aside to introduce them, starting from the far right: "This is Miss Su Qing, from our Su family, um, the Chosen One."

"Oh? The Chosen One?"

Lei Meng's eyes lit up, and his gaze fell on Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing's appearance and temperament were outstanding, but Lei Meng's eyes were more drawn to the value of her status as a chosen one than to her beauty.

He nodded repeatedly, saying, "Good! Good! Greetings, Chosen One! Welcome, welcome!"

Next came the others, whom Qin Hui introduced one by one.

And they didn't lie about their abilities.

Lei Meng's face was full of smiles.

Because there are indeed a few second-order units.

This shows that the Su family did not lie.

Finally, Fang Qingyu was introduced.

Qin Hui's smile widened as he pointed at Fang Qingyu and said, "Brother Meng, this is Su Yu, one of the best among the younger generation of our Su family. He's a second-tier early-stage Grandmaster, and his combat strength is a little stronger than others of the same level!"

"Oh?!"

Lei Meng's eyes lit up immediately.

He turned his head and fixed his gaze on Fang Qingyu.

“good good”

Lei Meng said "good" three times and strode over to Fang Qingyu.

A large, fan-like hand, accompanied by a strong gust of wind, patted enthusiastically toward Fang Qingyu's shoulder.

This seemingly intimate gesture was actually as swift as lightning.

It finally stopped a few centimeters to the right of where Fang Qingyu had just been standing.

Fang Qingyu had already stepped back, about a step away.

"Hahaha! Good! Good lad! You've got some skills!"

Lei Meng withdrew his hand, showing no displeasure whatsoever, but instead burst into laughter.

"Not bad! Really not bad! Su Yu, right? I'll remember you!"

Lei Meng's eyes were full of appreciation, even a hint of excitement at discovering a treasure.

He turned to Qin Hui, his tone carrying an undeniable boldness: "Brother Su! I, Lei Meng, have taken all of you brothers from the Su family under my wing! From now on, the Green Dragon Gang is your home! As long as I have food to eat, I will never let my brothers go hungry!"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with the aura of a gang leader: "Things haven't been peaceful in the city lately. Our Gray Rock District may seem calm on the surface, but there's something turbulent going on underneath. I bet all the brothers will be heading to the front lines soon, right?"

He asked Qin Hui, but his eyes glanced at Fang Qingyu again.

"Of course," Qin Hui replied immediately.

"Great! That's straightforward!" Lei Meng was overjoyed. "I'll have Liu San explain the details to you later! Don't worry, you won't be treated badly if you follow me, Lei Meng!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have something important to do and turned to leave.

But before leaving, Lei Meng placed his hand on Fang Qingyu's shoulder again and grinned.

"Kid, you'd better work for me, you know? I have high hopes for you."

"You have a bright future ahead of you!"

(End of this chapter)