The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

The Axe Gang members scattered like birds and beasts, only to find that bandits had already broken in from the outside.

Although they outnumbered each other, none of them possessed a Spirit Martial Realm higher than Song Feng and his clones.

In addition, there was the deterrent effect of Song Feng's outburst last night.

Therefore, the Axe Gang members knelt down very decisively.

"Spare me! Spare me!"

Fire Bro went straight for his target, spewing fire as he flew to Scarface Wang's side, casually throwing out a few fireballs to clear the area around him.

"Give it to me."

Wang Daoba stared at Huozi Ge's red hood and swallowed hard.

"Sir, the vault is in the basement of that red-tiled house, about 500 meters to my left."

Huozi slapped him across the face, leaving a burn scar on his already existing face.

"What are you saying? Do you think we're here to rob us?"

"Uh...so what do you gentlemen want...?"

"Hand over all the martial arts and techniques of the Axe Gang."

"this……"

Huozi slapped him again, leaving symmetrical burns on both sides.

"What are you hesitating for? Don't you know how to write the word 'death'?"

Wang Daoba had no choice but to reveal where he had hidden his martial arts techniques.

Huozi nodded and said righteously.

"Although we are not here to rob you, we will confiscate your illegal gains."

"..."

Wang Daoba thought to himself, "You guys are just here to rob me!"

The Axe Gang members had no fighting spirit when facing Song Feng and his clones.

They were quickly subdued, forced to lie on the ground, awaiting punishment.

Song Feng, carrying a spear, walked through the crowd and arrived at the coffins in the center of the square.

"Although it was simple, the funeral was still dignified. But do you know how many people in this poor area die without even a single piece of paper money, let alone a coffin? Only rats, cockroaches, and flies send them off."

More than a hundred people stood in complete silence.

"The poor are already struggling to survive, and you still want to squeeze money from their blood and flesh. The upper class who lock us into the bottom is hateful, but you parasites... are even more hateful!"

At this point, Song Feng pointed to a muddy patch of land next to the square.

"Pick up your axes and dig a hole!"

Under Si Tiao's strong control, not a single member of the Axe Gang could escape.

During Huozi's raging fire, not a single member of the Axe Gang dared to run away.

The clones sat around watching the show.

The Axe Gang members dared not disobey and all picked up axes to dig a hole.

Some people have already realized that they may have dug this pit for themselves, and they are trembling as they dig.

Before long, the large pit was dug.

Song Feng stood at the edge of the pit and spoke to the Axe Gang members.

"Now, I'm giving you two choices."

First, jump into this pit.

Second, let's wipe out all the parasites in the poor areas!

The members of the Axe Gang looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one would choose to bury themselves.

However, the second option is not so easy to choose either.

This is going to make enemies of all gangs!

Moreover, many gangs have powerful backers.

Scarface Wang mustered his courage and spoke.

"Um...you, you..."

"My name is Song Feng."

"Boss Song, it's like this, you look quite young, and there are many things you don't understand. Think about it, why does the Peace Enforcement Department never visit our poor neighborhoods?"

"Because you have a protective umbrella above you."

"That's one aspect."

"And on the other hand?"

"Because of our existence, those poor people are even less able to improve their lives."

Song Feng remained silent.

It seems... that's really the case.

"Brother Huo said indignantly."

"Are people in this era crazy? Every city has poor areas and slums, with far more people living in them than in normal urban areas. Why abandon such a large workforce and let them fend for themselves every day?"

Song Feng answered the question in a calm voice, but the clones felt a cold sweat break out on their backs after hearing it.

"With highly advanced technology and explosive productivity, there is no need for excessive manpower. The operation of society may only require 10% of the population to work."

Keeping these poor, unattended, and voiceless people around is probably for other purposes.

As for what it is, with the technology of this era, there's probably nothing that can't be done.

Then, Song Feng looked at Wang Daoba and asked, "So, what are you trying to say?"

Wang Daoba chuckled, "You can have the money and the martial arts manual. Don't make things difficult for us. You think you can change the lawless situation in the poor areas? That's impossible. This kind of behavior is tantamount to making an enemy of the whole society."

Song Feng raised his spear.

"Back then, there was also a man who single-handedly moved the three mountains that weighed down humanity, becoming an enemy of the entire world! Now that I have inherited his abilities, I cannot simply be a mediocre person!"

You mean...?

"Bandits!"

Wang Daoba was taken aback.

"You...are you really bandits? You...are Song Gua?"

Song Feng didn't speak to Wang Daoba again, but looked at everyone and asked again.

Faced with their lives at stake, the Axe Gang members had no choice but to grit their teeth and stand beside Song Feng.

The clones took out headgear and gave one to each of them.

The pattern on these people's headgear is "100,000".

The fact that this tile is not in the mahjong set means that these people are all unofficial members.

After much deliberation, Scarface Wang had no choice but to follow the bandits.

However, Song Feng's spearmen blocked his way.

"Uh... Boss Song, what's going on?"

"I'd like to ask you about someone."

"Please speak."

"Fifteen years ago, you fought another gang on Five Inch Street, do you remember?"

"Fifteen years ago? Boss, our gang fights almost every day. I really don't remember that. It's been too long."

"The scar on your face is from that injury."

"Oh—I remember, I remember! It was a fight with the Tiger Head Gang! That battle was incredibly important; it cemented our Axe Gang's position as the number one gang in the area!"

Song Feng's gaze gradually turned cold.

"Back then, in the chaos of the battle, you and a bald man got into a bloodthirsty fight and accidentally killed many bystanders..."

Wang Daoba's legs started to tremble.

He could almost guess what Song Feng was going to say next; it was probably that among the passersby he had killed casually, there were his relatives.

"Boss, no... I mean, the situation at the time..."

"Who is that bald guy?"

Wang Daoba was somewhat surprised, not expecting Song Feng to ask this question, and his anxiety immediately subsided.

"His name is Tao Ming. He was born and raised in our poor neighborhood. After his parents starved to death, he joined a gang to make a living."

"Is that all you know about him?"

"That's all. There are too many local gangs. The only reason I remember him is because this kid was also in our Axe Gang. But he was arrogant because he thought he had some talent for cultivation and wanted to be the captain. The gang leader might not be able to help him, so he switched sides."

At this point, Song Feng saw that the clone who had gone to find the hidden martial arts techniques and skills of Wang Daoba had returned.

A wooden box containing nearly ten books.

After confirming that the techniques and martial arts were correct, Song Feng picked up his spear and, without warning, pierced Wang Daoba's stomach.

"you……"

Song Feng didn't look at him, forcefully pulled out the spear, leaving a bloody hole in him.

"Don't worry, Tao Ming will come to join you soon."