Wuxia: Start with Gang Leader Qiao
9 : Calculating

True Ye Hu

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Wang Xing was stunned and did not dare to move.

He had witnessed Ye Huang's attacks, killing, and decapitation with his own eyes. It was so smooth that it was even smoother than the bandits. He felt a chill down his spine.

He knew very well that he could not offend such a person. It was not because of his methods, but because of the characteristics he had displayed during the process.

Wang Xing had only seen these traits in a few people over the past thirty years, and all of these people were later big shots who had awed the world.

Just as he was trembling and thought that Ye Huang would kill him, Ye Huang suddenly stopped three meters away.

The rain gradually lessened. The white cloth wrapped around the head was dripping with blood, and there was a strange smell.

"Do you have wine?"

Ye Huang asked.

"Ah?" Wang Xing was stunned. He did not expect this at all. When he saw Ye Huang frowning, he suddenly reacted and laughed dryly."Yes! Yes!"

However, he did not know that his voice was so dry that it sounded like he was crying.

As he spoke, he had already picked up the cart filled with wine, and the fragrance assailed his nostrils.

"High-quality flower sculptures?"

Ye Huang's eyes lit up. They were not as bright as they were when he killed someone just now.

"Hand it over!"

He said in an unquestionable manner.

Only a noble family could get their hands on these old flower carvings. The Zhuang family must have used them to show respect to Chu Qing. However, it had nothing to do with Ye Huang.

If his craving was triggered, he would probably try to snatch the precious wine of the Jade Emperor.

Wang Xing was completely dumbfounded.

Bandit tycoons like him always drank whatever they had. Why would they care about the name of the f * cking thing? There were so many jars and jars on the cart, and the colors were almost the same. How could he know which one was an old flower sculpture???

"Stupid, the third bottle in the lower left corner! Blue!"

Ye Huang could not wait any longer.

This made Wang Xing and the others shrink their necks and hurriedly hand over the wine.

Ye Huang took a sip from the bottle and his expression relaxed. He sighed.""With a stinky head in my hand, I really can't do without this.”

As he spoke, he leisurely walked past Wang Xing and the others, heading out of the forest.

Wang Xing and the others felt a sense of joy after surviving a disaster. They looked at each other and revealed a look of joy.

"Wait!"

Unexpectedly, when the figure was about to enter the forest, it suddenly stopped and turned around to shout.

"He changed his mind? You want to kill us?"

Wang Xing broke out in a cold sweat. If anyone else had the time, they would have noticed his pale face.

"I thought about it and felt that I had to say something.”

Ye Huang's voice came from afar.

Wang Xing swallowed and said carefully,""Please speak."

"If you can't even recognize wine, how can you be a bandit? Why don't you go home and plant sweet potatoes?"

Ye Huang cursed as he disappeared into the forest. His voice could be heard faintly,"

"You don't even have the intention to drink all the fine wine in the world. You have no ambition and no pursuit! What bandit…"

The bandits were left in a mess in the wind. They looked at each other in dismay, their faces full of despair.

If you don't recognize wine, you have no future?

Whose theory was this?

In this line of work, didn't it depend on whose knife was faster and whose knife was sharper?

"Boss, why do I feel like he's right?”

A lackey could not help but say weakly.

"Pursue? What's there to beg for! Go back to the countryside and plant sweet potatoes. If I see you again, I'll strike you, do you hear me?!”

It took Wang Xing a long time to recover. He was so angry that his liver hurt. He was a famous person in Westridge East. When had he ever been bullied like this?!

He glared fiercely at his underling, who was at a loss, and shouted at the others,"What are you waiting for? If they were any slower, they would have died!”

As he said that, he rushed towards the village with his men. However, as he walked, he could not help but think about Ye Huang's words.

"Shouldn't you have some pursuits?”

He muttered to himself in confusion.

……

[You have killed the famous Zhuang Qi of Lingdong City. You have obtained fame points: 800

[You have intimidated Wang Xing and the rest of the bandits. You have received Reputation Points: 600

As he was drinking, a voice sounded in Ye Huang's mind. He was stunned for a moment and then shook his head in boredom. Qiao Feng's fusion was enough for him to digest for a long time. The fame was just a pleasant surprise.

On the other hand, the actual battle just now had given him a somewhat satisfying feeling. At this moment, his qi fluctuated and directly broke through the eighth barrier, entering Houtian ninth stage. Looking at the fusion progress, he realized that his progress had increased by 2%.

The more he advanced, the harder it was for the fusion progress to jump. However, every increase was a small step in his strength realm.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. I should be able to break through to the Xiantian realm in a few days. There's no rush to go back. Although this place is remote, it's also a great place to calm my heart.”

Killing intent flashed in Ye Huang's eyes. He did not care if the person who plotted against him was his superior or not. He would not let go of a single debt.

With this thought in mind, his figure leaped up like a rabbit and descended like a swift horse. He stepped on the branches of the trees and quickly disappeared into the depths of the forest.

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