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"Clean up those opium dens, those ferries that smuggle people to the West, and those thugs who rob and plunder..."

"Restore a bright and clear world to Qinghai."

It remained silent.

The entire private room in the restaurant was enveloped as if by the power of the Silence Fruit; even the sound of breathing was barely audible.

After exchanging glances, the Five Tigers Hall Master raised his head and tentatively said, "Master Huang, although we now have internal strength to rely on, the foreigners are not to be trifled with. If things really get out of hand, many people will die."

"Yes, Master Huang, the fact that we can arouse the foreigners' fear is already a huge step forward."

“If we drive away the foreigners and close down the opium dens and gambling houses, our hundreds of disciples will have no livelihood and will starve to death.”

The hall master, who spoke last, had already made his point very bluntly.

But Wong Fei-hung remained calm and said, "Without opium dens and gambling dens, I will find a suitable place to set up factories, find a way to completely break free from the shackles of foreigners, develop industry, and then I will have plenty of ways to support my family."

His words, however, did not elicit a response from the others.

There were even cryptic snickers coming from the corner.

They routinely bully and plunder the people of Qing, run opium dens and casinos, and then claim to the outside world that they are being coerced by foreigners.

But in reality, they were just complaining that foreigners were taking too much profit. Now that they had internal martial arts techniques, they were no longer afraid of foreigners, who could amass wealth without any scruples.

How could they possibly listen to Wong Fei-hung and go to work as cattle and horses in a factory?

"Master Huang, we'll make money together, of course."

The Five Tigers Hall Master cupped his hands and said with righteous indignation, "Master Huang is so generous in passing on his divine skills to us, we will naturally not let you down."

"From now on, a portion of the profits from all the silver dollars earned in my Five Tigers Hall territory will be sent to Baozhilin's table."

He looked at the other hall masters.

The hall masters immediately realized what was going on and understood, and they all bowed and agreed to pay tribute to Wong Fei-hung.

Some people sneered, thinking to themselves, "They just want money, why make it sound so high and mighty?"

Anyway, with the internal energy cultivation method, we've already taken enough from the foreigners, so it doesn't matter if we share some with Wong Fei-hung.

They didn't want to break ties with Wong Fei-hung.

The main reason was to be wary of the other party, wondering if they had any other hidden tricks up their sleeve.

"you……"

Huang Feihong's face turned ashen.

The nine hall masters present control the local power in seven coastal towns. They usually raise the banner of saving the Qing Kingdom, open halls, and gather countless disciples.

They would shout slogans to save the country from time to time.

But now they're showing such an ugly side.

It's like having a heavy, blunt instrument.

It hit Wong Fei-hung in the chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Chapter 338 Wong Fei-hung: Since that's the case, let me forge a new path.

That's all.

Were all the gangs and guilds that Wong Fei-hung carefully selected from those with fewer evil deeds really this despicable?

"Hey... Master Huang, could it be that you actually believe those slogans that fool people, and genuinely want to help the people?"

The speaker was a muscular man whose five fingers, resting on the table, were thick and fleshy, resembling eagle claws.

He is the head of the Eagle Claw Hall.

A look of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes as he glanced at the silent Wong Fei-hung.

They had all spoken up for the Five Tigers Hall and were willing to give up some of their share to Po Chi Lam, yet Wong Fei-hung still showed this attitude.

Does it mean they want to ask for an exorbitant amount like foreigners?

snort!

If things really fall apart, the Eagle Claw Hall's eight hundred disciples, even if you, Wong Fei-hung, have internal energy to protect you, could still exhaust you to death.

Although I witnessed the wonders of internal energy,

However, this internal energy cultivation method from the world of martial arts is not a panacea that can bring the dead back to life or heal bones.

If Wong Fei-hung really doesn't know what's good for him, they don't need to be polite.

Huang Feihong asked expressionlessly, "Is the slogan of 'serving the people' just a lie?"

During this time,

He spent the most time with Chen Duo. Although the girl seemed a little simple-minded, she had a wealth of knowledge, which she said was all learned in her spare time while in the bunker.

The world of supernatural beings has also experienced a situation similar to the current state of Qing Kingdom, where the empire was on the verge of collapse, but in the end, they successfully drove away the foreign enemies.

This gave Wong Fei-hung hope, and he was no longer as lost as before.

That's why he took the initiative to contact various gangs and leaders, wanting to gather everyone's strength to realize his wish.

I never expected that reality would be like this.

"Master Huang, although we respect you for your unparalleled medical skills and martial arts prowess, and your Shadowless Kick that can shatter stone tablets, you are upright and unwilling to associate with us..."

The Five Tigers Hall Master dropped the pretense and bluntly said, "But, if you want to expel the foreigners, have you gone mad from practicing martial arts?"

"Once the foreigners leave the port, the Tatar army of Qing will press in. At that time, the only difference will be that the people in power will change from foreigners to wild boars. Is there any difference?"

The coastal gangs and leaders were able to develop into such a large force and influence.

They even had a de facto control over the entire city because the foreigners' powerful ships and cannons deterred the Qing Dynasty Tatars from interfering.

If we really drive the foreigners away,

The Tatar cavalry will come and reap the benefits, and then all the gangs and factions will be destroyed.

Not to mention the disciples under his command, even the hall masters themselves will go hungry!

Huang Feihong's gaze remained calm as he said, "Then let's fight. The Tartars are already corrupt. We can even drive away foreigners, so why would we be afraid of wild boars?"

If the corrupt Qing government can't protect the people and can only ride roughshod over them, then it's better to eliminate them.

"It seems Master Huang has truly gone mad. Goodbye!"

The Five Tigers Hall Master cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and glanced at Wong Fei-hung with a mocking expression.

Turn around and leave.

The other hall masters also got up and left their seats. In the blink of an eye, Huang Feihong was left all alone in the lively restaurant private room.

The leader of the Eagle Claw Gang was the last to leave.

With a sinister gaze like that of an eagle, it seemed as if he wanted to peck flesh off Huang Feihong's body.

"Hey... you're crazy!"

He sneered inwardly.

In those days, both inside and outside the Great Wall, whether it was the northern part of the Great Wall ruled by the Tatar cavalry or the area outside the Great Wall ravaged by foreigners, there were villains everywhere, and opium dens and casinos everywhere.

A single puff of smoke can tear a family apart; a single die can drive a gambler to sell his children.

Even the emperor himself smoked opium, high-ranking officials were frantically amassing wealth, and people were being sold off to the West to mine gold and build railways...

Do you think you, Wong Fei-hung, can turn the world upside down?

American foreigners, Westerners, Tatar army, gangs, factions, high-ranking officials, aristocratic families...

How sharp a knife and how many good heads would it take to drive all these people away?

Unless Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves people from suffering, manifests her power, or the Nine Heavens Demon-Subduing Ancestor is reincarnated, who else could do it?

That would be earth-shattering, reshaping the world!

In the centuries-old, corrupt Qing Kingdom, the iron cavalry had long since broken the spines of its people, forcing them to live a life of ignominy. A bunch of fools who would rush to dab their steamed buns with blood at the sight of their fellow travelers having their heads chopped off.

Expecting these people to save the world?

Wong Fei-hung was indeed a madman, practicing his kung fu to the point of going mad and becoming possessed.

I don't know when,

The torrential rain quickly flooded the old streets.

Wong Fei-hung walked back to Po Chi Lam, soaking wet, and stood silently in the courtyard for a long time.

"It shouldn't be like this, and it can't be like this."

After changing his clothes, Huang Feihong sat in his study, flipping through the various books that Chen Duo had brought him.

In his eyes, the value of these books far exceeded that of internal martial arts manuals. Just like the medical book on the left, once thoroughly understood, one could easily build a modern hospital and greatly reduce the number of injuries and illnesses among the people of Qing Kingdom.

Hope was right in front of us; the darkest night meant the dawn was about to break.

pat.

An unremarkable book fell to the ground.

Huang Feihong bent down to pick it up, glanced at it briefly, and was immediately drawn to its contents, throwing away his favorite medical book.

I didn't sleep all night.

It wasn't until his apprentices went for their morning exercise that they discovered the oil lamp in the study had been lit all night.

Huang Feihong walked out of the study, his hair disheveled, but his eyes were bright and alert, showing no trace of yesterday's dejection.

"A revolutionary?"

Huang Feihong muttered to himself, raising his head to look at the rising sun.

It was as if I could see a smooth road leading to the sky.

"Since it is the darkest night, let me be the first spark, the pioneer to ignite the darkness."