"Shut up!" Huang Mengyu scolded his subordinates and said,

The five people retreated and the rain became heavier and heavier.

"Then I'll have a bet with Young Master Zhang." Huang Mengyu said with a sneer. He has never let go of his swordsmanship since he took revenge.

Although the Xiushui Sword Sect is not very famous in the world, its sword skills are still good. A young man dared to say three moves and took his own sword.

This made Huang Mengyu, who was well-educated, angry.

Some time ago, when Guo Jing and Huang Rong came to Jiaxing, he had the honor to meet them. Among the four gangs in Jiaxing, only Xiushui Society was qualified to meet Guo and Huang.

"Young Master Zhang, Huang has taken his sword!"

The sword is unsheathed!

The first sword hit Zhang Ziling's chest, but Huang Mengyu did not hold back.

The long sword cut off the rain, light and elegant, as dense as drizzle. Zhang Ziling hid over and hid behind him with his hands behind him.

Only then did Huang Mengyu realize that the three moves this person said were to use three moves himself!

This made Huang Mengyu completely angry. His true energy activates the sword and spreads it directly, as if there were not much continuous like the water of a big river.

"The second move is here." Zhang Ziling jumped back and avoided again.

"Get a move!" Huang Mengyu shouted angrily.

This move is a killer move in Xiushui Sword, like a waterfall that flows down. It is extremely killing. He would not have used it if he had not forced Huang Mengyu to the end.

"Then I'll do something!" Zhang Ziling said with a smile.

His boxing technique is very simple, so simple that Liu Wu, who was standing aside, feels that he can swing it, but only Huang Mengyu, who faced this punch, could realize how powerful this punch is.

The fist comes out like a dragon, and the long arms are like a gun!

What's even more terrifying is that all the flaws in his body were shrouded in this punch, and he had no other choice than to abandon his sword.

In the end, Huang Mengyu made a desperate bet and prepared to directly suppress him with internal strength. However, although Zhang Ziling's Nine Yang True Qi is now at the primary level, it is enough to deal with him. In the end, he shook off his long sword and his right arm was broken by Zhang Ziling's punch.

"Sorry, I'm trying harder." Zhang Ziling helped him pick up the sword and handed it to him.

"I lost! It turns out that there are talented people from the world." Huang Mengyu sighed sincerely.

Huang Mengyu went to Zhang Ziling and said, "My wonton won't be spicy."

The boss had already changed to the Black Tiger Gang's people, and Erlong had already cooked two bowls of wonton stew. Huang Mengyu ate the wonton stew in depression. It turned out that he had already been ready to win.

"President Huang, let's make another bet." Zhang Ziling said after eating a big wonton.

"Okay." Huang Mengyu is a smart person, and it is not a good idea to refuse others at this time.

"I bet Yu Tianze is not a person who accomplished great things, but his bet is his Divine Fist Sect. At that time, our family is half of each person! OK?" The young man actually decided the fate of the Divine Fist Sect in just a few words.

Huang Mengyu hesitated for a while, and Zhang Ziling did not urge him.

He ate the wonton stew in his bowl and put his hands on Liu Wu. A fog blew up on Liu Wu's body, and then his clothes were dry.

Huang Mengyu looked at Zhang Ziling in surprise, but she didn't expect that his internal skills were so mysterious.

Liu Wu felt very comfortable all over, and Zhang Ziling said to him, "You can also eat a bowl of wonton stew."

"Thank you, young master." Liu Wu said gratefully.

If you ask Liu Wu who is most impressed in the world, it must be the boy in front of you. When Zhang Ziling finished drinking the wonton soup, Huang Mengyu finally spoke.

"I've been betting on Xiushui Club!"

"This is a choice that you won't regret." Zhang Ziling said with a smile.

When Huang Mengyu left, Liu Wu asked with a whisper, "Young master, what if the person surnamed Huang thinks that the surname Yu is a person who has accomplished a great cause?"

Before Zhang Ziling could speak, Erlong, who was cooking wonton stew, cursed, "You stupid guy, President Huang, as long as he agrees to this bet, he will agree to this matter."

This bet is just a step that the young master gave him.”

"So that's how it is." Liu Wugulu finished drinking the wonton soup.

…………………

Time back to the present

Zhang Ziling smiled and said, "It seems I won again."

"Young Master Zhang won!" Huang Mengyu nodded. It was raining heavily outside the shed but he had no intention of leaving. "Give me another bowl of wonton stew."

"It's already cooked." Zhang Ziling raised his head and replied.

"It's hard for me to imagine that Young Master Zhang is actually a member of the Black Tiger Gang." Huang Mengyu asked in confusion.

"Many things in this world are unimaginable," Zhang Ziling replied.

Liu Wu and Erlong both looked resentful, and Erlong placed the wonton stew in front of Huang Mengyu.

"What do I need my Xiushui Club to do tomorrow?" He was not angry, and he stirred for a few seconds and ate one.

"You can just hold your troops without moving." Zhang Ziling said to him.

"Then this deal is really done right." Huang Mengyu said with a smile.

"Remember to settle the bill after eating." Zhang Ziling stood up and walked into the rain.

Liu Wu quickly held up his umbrella and followed behind.

Huang Mengyu finished the wonton stew in two or three bites and sighed, "Your Black Tiger Gang is so lucky."

Erlong said with a smile, "Our gang leader said that Liu Wu is a fool and has a fool's blessing. We didn't believe it before. But since we met the young master because of him, because of him, our Black Tiger Gang, we all believe it now."

Huang Mengyu smiled and shook her head, and settled the bill and took his people away.

After these things, the members of the Heihu Gang were convinced by Zhang Ziling. They all believed that following him would have a good future.

The next day, the rain came after sunny, and the whole city of Jiaxing was still as usual.

The Black Tiger Gang seemed to have no feeling of a disaster at all. Instead, Zhao Heihu and his confidant held a big banquet in the Sihai Gambling House.

The spy who was observing in the dark in the Divine Fist School passed the news back anytime and anywhere.

When Yu Tianze heard the news from the spy, he showed a sneer on his face.

"It's really a bunch of mud. I actually drank and had fun at this time." Yu Tianze never thought at all. If it were really a bunch of mud, how could it be easy to destroy the Iron Spear Gate? How could it last for so many years that the Black Tiger Gang had not fallen?

Once a person decides something, he likes to deceive himself and prove that his decision is not wrong. Yu Tianze was not like this before, but this time he was blinded by the immediate interests.

Greed always makes people stupid!

"Entertainment Father! When will we do it?" asked Yu Tianze's adopted son.

"No rush! We have to wait for Xiushui Club... I have someone to ask when Huang Mengyu and the others will be in place!" Yu Tianze said without rush, but he still asked someone to go to Xiushui Club to urge him.

"Okay! Adopted Father." Liang Guan looked up at the sun when he went out.

He never thought that this was his last time watching the sun.

At night, there were still crowds of people in the Sihai Gambling House, with the sound of boxing and the sound of drinking without interruption. Yu Tianze and more than fifty good men rushed to the Sihai Gambling House.

"Remember! There are no chickens and dogs left in the Sihai Gamblinghouse tonight!" Yu Tianze said to them.
Chapter completed!