Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

Today, the scholars in Tianhai are divided into three factions regarding their attitude towards the dock gang.

One faction believes that the dock gang members are all patriots, and although they are a gang, they do things that benefit the dock community.

Another faction believes that it is unwise for a gang like the dock gang to offend the imperial court and foreigners so frequently, and that it will probably be wiped out soon.

Another group felt that the dock gang's behavior was simply nonsense and was affecting the hard-won stability of Tianhai.

If we anger the foreigners and they send their powerful ships and cannons over, then we will be sinners against the Great Xuan.

Lecturer Zhang belongs to the third group.

Usually, the first and third factions fight amongst themselves, while the second faction shouts, "Stop fighting! A gentleman uses words, not fists!"

It was quite a peculiar sight.

"Now the dock gang has gained a foothold among the people, but their reputation among scholars varies."

We should give them some money to encourage them to praise the dockworkers among these intellectuals, thus enhancing our positive reputation.

Qin Tianqi pondered.

He felt that this matter had great potential, after all, if the dock gang wanted to grow bigger, it couldn't just consist of brutes who only knew how to fight and kill.

There must also be scholars.

Although they are currently only occupying the dock, based on his understanding of Chen Yi, the other party would find it unbearable to stay in just this small place.

Therefore, we can start planning now.

"Distribute the money first and get someone to handle this matter. We'll talk to Master Yi about it later." Qin Tianqi decided to do it.

He has decision-making power within the gang; all he needs to do is mention it to Chen Yi later.

This demonstrates the level of trust Chen Yi placed in him.

Of course, this was also because Chen Yi only had martial arts in his heart.

The concession, the Governor's Mansion.

The dock gang publicized the elimination of the opium dens so loudly that there were even reports in the newspapers about them fighting and defeating the police.

The newspapers sold like hotcakes.

Even illiterate workers would pay for a copy after hearing the newsboy read the contents aloud.

Even if you don't understand it, you should still collect it.

This can also be seen as a way of showing support for the dock workers.

Given the intense interest, the Governor's Office naturally received the news.

In the deputy governor's office, newspapers lay spread out on the table.

Wang Ping looked at the police chief below, his face showing little sign of anger.

He was furious when he discovered that the dock gang had arrested the owner of the opium den and was going to execute him.

But now, he sees the police squad being driven back and the opium den owner being executed.

He couldn't muster much anger.

Because he realized that this dock gang was not so simple, and was not just a simple gang.

The police officers might be called a bunch of good-for-nothings, but they are equipped with the latest weapons.

Even so, they were no match for the dock gang, leaving behind dozens of corpses.

This made Wang Ping take the dock gang seriously.

"I need an explanation. What exactly is this 'Dock Gang' and who's behind them?" Wang Ping said.

It's impossible for such a powerful force to suddenly emerge from that dock area; there must be someone behind it.

Wang Ping had a pretty good idea of ​​who was behind it.

Police Chief Zhong Meng completely ignored his words and complained, "Lord Wang, I don't know either. Those people just appeared out of nowhere. My men have suffered heavy losses this time."

Wang Ping gave him a deep look and said, "Then you can't blame the police station. The compensation for the dead police officers must be sufficient. Calculate how much silver dollars it is, and I'll approve it for you."

Zhong Meng said with delight, "That's wonderful! I thank Lord Wang on behalf of my brothers."

Wang Ping waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

After Zhong Meng left, a cold glint appeared in Wang Ping's eyes.

The dogs my subordinates keep are starting to become difficult to use.

This is normal, since these people prioritize their own interests.

Those police officers who died did so because they weren't Zhong Meng's men.

"If you're not happy with your dog, you should get a new one. This young man is quite good."

Wang Ping looked at the intelligence regarding the dock fire.

Johnny, who led the team, was very satisfied, even though he had never fought in a gang before.

But what does it matter? As long as the dog is obedient and bites whoever he points to, that's fine.

Wang Ping then found all the newspapers related to the dock gangs.

I read through all the newspapers that recorded Chen Yi's story again.

He arrived at the conclusion he had already guessed.

"This dock gang must be supported by the martial arts world."

Because Master Huo came to Tianhai, he started to get restless.

However, it's uncertain whether Master Huo will even be alive six months from now, so it's too early to place any bets.

Wang Ping clearly knew some of the inside story and had already taken sides.

He glanced at a certain spot in the concession and thought to himself, "Most of the opium dens' supplies come from overseas. Those wealthy families must be putting pressure on them. Even so, the consulate hasn't taken any action. It seems they don't want to cause any trouble."

"However, it's too early for a mere martial arts master to think he can stir up trouble in Tianhai. Let's kill this person as a warning to those old fogies in the martial arts world."

Wang Ping's gaze was cruel; he had already made his decision.

He picked up the telephone on his office desk and dialed a number.

After the call connected, he said in a low voice, "Have the master chef come to me after he comes out of seclusion. I have something to discuss with him."

There was no reply on the other end of the phone; the call was immediately disconnected.

But this means that the other party has already received the order.

"Martial arts masters, they become famous through fighting. If the leader of the dock gang were beaten to death in the street, these people would probably behave themselves."

Wang Ping put the phone back and sneered.

at the same time.

Docks, warehouses, streets.

Outside the training room, the henchman shouted:

"Master Yi, someone is looking for you."

Not long after.

At the breakfast stall at the dock, Chen Yi was holding a bowl of meat noodles and sitting face to face with a middle-aged man.

"Uncle, why are you here again?" Chen Yi asked, looking at the man opposite him.

Chen Ruian said, "No rush, let's eat noodles first and chat while we eat."

"OK."

Chen Yi ignored the fact that the freshly cooked noodles were still piping hot.

He held the bowl of noodles and poured it into his mouth.

The noodles and soup went straight into his stomach.

Only an empty bowl remained on the table.

I smacked my lips a couple of times, but it felt like I'd just swallowed air; my stomach didn't feel anything.

The breakfast stalls on the dock are all where the workers eat.

Workers value portion sizes the most, so for a shop here to stay open, it must offer large portions that can fill people up in one sitting.

Unfortunately, the portion that would fill an ordinary person's stomach was just enough for Chen Yi to taste.

It's similar to an ordinary person licking a mouthful of noodle soup.

They didn't drink it with a spoon, but rather licked it.

For Chen Yi, eating a bowl of noodles was just his usual amount of food.

Chen Ruian, sitting across the table, picked up a piece of noodles with his chopsticks, blew on it twice, and it wasn't even cold yet.

Then I saw the empty bowl on Chen Yi's table.

He was completely stunned.

"Uncle, what's wrong? Tell me," Chen Yi said.