From the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry to Hunting Sins and Becoming Saints

Chapter 50 Keeping the Appointment

"I told you all not to be so arrogant. Just stay in the Guaizi Ferry area. Apart from me, all of you combined are only at the level of two martial artists with the strength of a tendon gate. Why are you still expanding outwards and recruiting people?"

Fu Que asked calmly.

The gang member looked slightly embarrassed: "Boss, you know we're not very worldly. Once we got the money, and with the fishermen's flattery, we started to think we were the best we could be, so we became a bit arrogant."

"Is anyone dead?"

"No, only a few of our brothers were injured in the conflict and have been taken to the hospital."

It's one thing if someone dies, but it's another. If someone dies, it means the other party doesn't want to talk things out properly and wants to kick you out completely. If no one dies, it means the other party still wants to talk to you.

The fact that they waited until this point to confront the fishermen's mutual aid association means that the other party has investigated and knows who is currently in charge of the fish market, and is afraid that they will swallow the entire fish market whole.

"It's like a pillow coming when you're sleepy."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, take me there."

Outer ring road of Gaoyang County.

The underground bank was located beneath a casino.

Lending and gambling are mutually reinforcing. Debt is created costlessly through cheating, and then the interest is compounded, resulting in a short cycle and high returns.

The only downside is that it's not stable enough; you need someone to protect you or to have some connections before you can even consider this line of work.

If a person with mild methods tries to join this industry, they may never see the sun rise again.

The iron gate at the entrance of the money exchange was closed from behind. Several menacing-looking men with tattooed arms escorted Fu Que to the place. Perhaps because Fu Que had come alone, they did not confiscate the weapon at his waist.

A side hall on the first basement level.

The dozen or so gambling tables have been cleared out. Over the years, the durable solid wood tables have been coated with a thick layer of grease.

"Bro, I know you, you've been acting really arrogant lately."

Mo Dao sat on the silk cushions of a handcrafted red pine chair, legs crossed, toying with a chip in his right hand.

He was about 1.8 meters tall, with greasy black hair tied in several knots with rope, and half of his face looked as if it had been scratched by the claws of some wild beast, almost disfigured.

Mo Dao was dressed very simply, in a set of civil and military uniforms that had cracked and turned black, with gray leggings, and a thick-backed cleaver on the table in front of him.

There were four or five identically dressed thugs around him, their arms crossed.

Han Qian and four thugs from the fishermen's mutual aid association had their backs soaked with blood and sweat. Their hands were tied behind their backs, and they were kneeling with their legs bent, resembling a gruesome scene of being lined up for execution against the wall of the side hall.

More than an hour ago.

Han Qian, who had a little silver on him, arrived at the casino with a few of his henchmen who liked to gamble. They had barely sat down and made a few moves when the door to the side room suddenly opened, and a group of guys rushed in, cleared the area, and gave Han Qian and his men a good beating.

Fu Que was generous with his money, and with the profits from the Fishermen's Mutual Aid Association, these gang members had some money to buy meat and medicine, which increased their strength considerably. However, they were powerless to resist these people.

Especially the man sitting in the chair, with half his face disfigured, wielding a thick-backed cleaver that was even more outrageous than a mace. If Fu Que hadn't been unwilling to kill him, what he would have seen at this moment wouldn't be Han Qian kneeling in a line, but a pile of corpses.

"Huh?!"

Fu Que was intrigued. This guy wanted to challenge him? I admit that your Fishing Gang does have some strength. I might have been a bit more timid in the past, and would have carried out some assassinations under the cover of darkness, but now...

After receiving instructions from Peng Chi, Fu Que's execution power became boundless. As long as he could advance the Chamber of Commerce's plan, he could kill as many people as he wanted in Gaoyang County.

Especially after obtaining temporary elemental power, his strength increased dramatically. The aura of the Great Zhao's national fortune was too authoritative, directly giving Fu Que decades of swordsmanship experience out of thin air.

With the added stat boosts from the alternate artist, to be honest, Fu Que felt that being a little arrogant wasn't a problem.

He went to the meeting alone.

A paper fan nearby was trying to clear up the misunderstanding. The reason why the fishing gang could occupy the fishing area for so long was because of their strength. They were a typical gang, with some brains, but not many.

These low-level gangs, regardless of their size, don't really have any operational guidelines. They rely entirely on the strength of the big boss to maintain order, and they don't have many rules.

For example, Han Qian and his group were swiftly and decisively chopped down by Fu Que, and then scattered without the slightest hesitation.

"The leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang has recently become a favorite of Qi Heng. Because the Qi family is leading the way in monopolizing resources, I heard that the blood tax will be raised again after the martial arts exam. I'm so angry I could die."

"If you don't make me happy, I'll make sure he dies on his seventh day after death. Didn't you start a fishermen's mutual aid association, trying to plant your flag? You killed all those guys from the Green Gang and the Li family. I think you're pretty tough, really, brother. Any ideas?"

Mo Dao got straight to the point.

Fu Que was dumbfounded. Dude, what's going on here? I thought you were going to set up a trap, and I was all ready to fight.

The paper fan next to him was also greatly shocked. Lao Da was really too bold. Was it really okay to reveal his true thoughts like that? The other party was a tiger rider.

The other quick-witted people were also taken aback for a moment, but then they realized what was happening.

Mo Dao was worried because the Fierce Tiger Gang had climbed onto a powerful backer. He felt that things couldn't continue like this. With so many people in the gang going to be beaten and drinking every day, and also engaging in the highly profitable business of monopolizing fish catches, he was worried that sooner or later the Qi family and their leaders would come knocking on his door.

"How do you know I led the killings?"

Fu Que glanced at Han Qian and the others who were blindfolded. Damn it, it's only been a little over two hours since they were taken advantage of, and they've already sold them all out in such a short time. They've really wasted their money.

"Oh, you've got it wrong. It wasn't what they said. How did you handle things? You were too... bold and decisive. You didn't even try to hide anything. Han Qian and his ilk were just underlings before. They wouldn't dare to compete with us for food."

But now that they're suddenly acting so recklessly, we definitely had to investigate. That's how we got to you, which is why we're only now looking for you.

Paper Fan then interjected.

"No, brother, I'm an official, you're a bandit. Isn't it inappropriate for us to talk like this? We've only just met today. How do I know if you're telling the truth? What if you're just playing a trick on me?"

"Did you know that Li Hong, the head of the Li family, and Sun Youfu, the head of the Sun family, went to the county government office together early this morning?"

Mo Dao asked.

Fu Que was taken aback; he really didn't know this news.

"For the past two months, the Dragon Tiger Cavalry has been motionless like the dead, watching the blood flow like rivers in Gaoyang County. You unilaterally slaughtered the Green Gang and the Li family, and then set up a fishermen's mutual aid association. I have a feeling."

"You guys want to go all out? Wipe out all the monsters and demons in Gaoyang County!"

Mo Dao said calmly.