Please stop imagining things, I'm such a good person

Zhang Yuwan praised the table full of food and wine endlessly. This was not flattery, he really had never eaten such delicious food.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhang Yuwan pretended to ask casually, "Brother Sanyuan, why didn't I see your leader?"

"The boss went out early in the morning and didn't say where he was going."

Zhang Yuwan looked regretful, "That's really unfortunate, I wanted to visit Gang Leader Fang."

Li Xiaoliu smiled and said, "It's okay, Brother Zhang, you can come again next time!"

Zhang Yuwan's eyes lit up, "I'm afraid I'll bother you too much."

Li Xiaoliu slapped Zhang Yuwan's shoulder hard, and the slapping sound made Wang Sanyuan frown.

"You're being polite! As long as you come, Brother Zhang, we'll give you plenty of wine and meat!"

Feeling the burning pain in his shoulder, Zhang Yuwan cursed in his heart. He quickly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, grimacing at the spicy taste of the liquor.

In the distance, Ma Yong found Cheng Guang while there were guests visiting today and Wang Sanyuan and Li Xiaoliu were not at home.

During the time at Fengyun Club, Ma Yong felt that Cheng Guang was the most honest one. However, they were all together on weekdays, and Wang Sanyuan was watching them, so today was a good opportunity to ask him some questions.

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng!"

Seeing Ma Yong calling him, Cheng Guang was delighted and strode over, "What are you doing, kid? You act like a thief!"

Ma Yong asked in a low voice, "Brother Cheng, I just made a contribution, and the boss asked me what I wanted. I wanted cultivation resources, but the boss said that the cultivation resources are provided by the gang. Do you think what the boss said is true or false?"

As a genuine Fang Hao's braggart, Cheng Guang had a very comfortable life during this period, and he would brag about it to these new brothers from time to time.

But the good times didn’t last long. At the beginning, everyone listened with great interest and their blood boiled, and they wanted to give their hearts and souls to the boss.

But Cheng Guang kept saying the same few words over and over again, and he never got tired of saying them. In the end, everyone avoided him, for fear of being caught and scolded by him.

With his eyes shining brightly, Cheng Guang looked Ma Yong up and down. He didn't expect that there was a little cutie that he had missed!

Ma Yong felt his scalp tingling under Cheng Guang's strange gaze. He asked, "Brother Cheng, why are you looking at me like that?"

Cheng Guang smiled brightly and put his arm around Ma Yong's neck. "This is a long story. Let's talk about it in my room!"

Ma Yong was stunned at first, then he covered his butt in fear and wanted to escape, but found that the arm around his neck was like an iron hoop.

Inside the room, seeing Cheng Guang sitting at the table, drinking a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and preparing to talk a lot, but having no intention of attacking him, Ma Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Guang looked excited and started his old routine.

"Ma Yong, let me ask you, how is the food and drink in our Fengyun Club?"

Ma Yong said without hesitation, "It's delicious! I've never eaten anything so delicious! The wine is also unusually fragrant!"

Cheng Guang chuckled, "You're right, kid, joining our Fengyun Club!"

"Our boss treats his men like brothers. We eat whatever he eats, with delicious fish and meat for every meal. Which gang has such treatment?"

Ma Yong shook his head. The Qinglong Club had good treatment, but they only had meat at night. On the other hand, the Fengyun Club not only had good food, but also three meals a day!

"Let me ask you again, is it comfortable to take a bath in that hot spring-like bathhouse? Is it comfortable to use that magical toilet with a big hole dug and flushed with water?"

Ma Yong nodded repeatedly. The first time he soaked in that hot water pool, he felt that his whole body was sublimated from the inside out.

And the outhouse, how did they come up with this idea? They dug a big hole in the ground, and after going to the toilet, they scooped a bucket of water from the full tank and just flushed it. It was much cleaner than a dry toilet.

There are three or four Yelangs who come to deal with it every week, so there is no need to endure the stench of the dry toilets.

"Does that ten-ounce soap clean your hands? Does it smell good?"

Although he didn't care as much about the smell of soapberries as the woman did, who doesn't like a nice smell? Ma Yong was not Ace, so he naturally praised it.

Cheng Guang chuckled and was very satisfied with Ma Yong's attitude.

After a dry cough, he continued, "Let's not talk about these trivial matters. I can tell you clearly that there is definitely no shortage of cultivation resources in our gang. Every week, Third Brother will allocate a week's worth of cultivation resources based on your cultivation level."

"besides!"

"As long as you die fighting for the gang, you don't have to worry about your funeral. Your family will be taken care of. Even if they are thousands of miles away, the boss will send enough money for your family to live on through the post station!"

Ma Yong widened his eyes. Is there such a thing?

There is a pension for those who died in battle? Who can bear this? I am so excited! I am so excited!

The parents arranged in other cities are fake, but in my hometown, my parents are still alive, and I have younger brothers and sisters!

"If the boss is in danger, everyone will line up to protect him. Do you believe it?"

Cheng Guang looked very proud, "We are not fools. It is because the boss treats us as brothers, rather than cannon fodder to be used to die at any time, that we are so fanatical about the boss! Now that you have joined our Fengyun Club, you can be happy!"

Ma Yong's heart was beating violently. If he were in Fang Hao's shoes, he would be willing to die for him with such good treatment!

At the critical moment, Cang Zhengqi's gloomy face flashed across his face, which made Ma Yong calm down. The gang rules of the Qinglong Society made him shudder.

Cheng Guang looked at Ma Yong strangely. What's wrong with this little brother? Whenever the brothers heard this, they would swear fanatically to be loyal to the boss.

What follows is happy time, with everyone praising the boss together.

But why does this boy look so grim and trembling slightly?

"Ma Yong, are you having any trouble?"

Ma Yong forced a smile, "I'm fine, Brother Cheng."

Cheng Guang patted his shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but if you have any difficulties, remember to tell the boss or the third brother, they will help you!"

Afraid that Ma Yong would not believe it, Cheng Guang gave an example, "A few days ago, Xiao Chong's mother was sick. When the eldest brother found out, he gave him 100 taels of silver without saying a word and asked him to go home to take care of his mother!"

The four words "behead on the spot" appeared in Ma Yong's mind again, forming a sharp contrast with Fang Hao's behavior.

Ma Yong is also a human being and has emotions. Although he joined the Qinglong Society first, Cang's righteousness was like a haze that made him dare not betray.

However, at this time he made up his mind that he could pretend to be nice to the Qinglong Society in the future, pass back some unimportant information, and say that he had not found out the important information.

Ma Yong was filled with regret. Why did he join the Qinglong Society in the first place? If he had joined the Fengyun Society directly...

"Ah owe~"

In Shengdu Mansion, Fang Hao sneezed violently.

Rubbing his nose, Fang Hao muttered, "Who the hell is talking about me!"

Bao Longxing asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Fang Hao smiled and said, "It's okay, Uncle Bao, what do you think of what I said?"