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Lin Feng followed this group of people for three days, and finally arrived at a mountain stronghold.

The mountain village was surrounded by a round wooden fence.

The gate was a heavy wooden door that was raised and lowered by a winch.

There were also four watchtowers at the four corners of the stronghold, each with an archer standing inside.

Lin Feng and his group came into the archers' view.

With a whoosh, the archer fired an arrow, which landed in the ground in front of the group.

"Who is coming?"

Old Master Shen clasped his hands in a fist salute to the person who had spoken and said, "We are martial arts practitioners who have gathered from various places."

We've heard that the Heavenly Serpent Gang is recruiting heroes from all over the world, so we've come to join them.

The man said, "Please wait a moment."

Lin Feng looked at Old Master Shen and asked, "The Heavenly Serpent Gang seems a bit small?"

The old man said, "What do you know? This is just one branch of the Heavenly Serpent Gang. There are more than a dozen branches like this in the Heavenly Serpent Gang."

Only after passing the branch headquarters hurdle can one have a chance to enter the Heavenly Serpent Gang's main stronghold.

Lin Feng suddenly realized that the Heavenly Serpent Gang had some organizational capabilities, which reduced the risk of their main stronghold being exposed.

A short while later, the gate of the stockade opened wide, and dozens of riders rushed out, surrounding Lin Feng and his group.

The burly man at the head of the group, carrying a long spear, frowned as he looked at the group.

The group's appearance was subpar; they were all ugly and deformed, and the old man leading them looked to be over fifty.

“Our Heavenly Serpent Gang has much higher standards for recruiting than before. It’s not a place where just anyone can get in. I think you should go back to where you came from.”

Old Master Shen said with a smile, "We are all heroes who roam the martial arts world, and we all have kung fu skills."

"Besides, I'm an old acquaintance of your third leader; we've even fought side-by-side before."

The bandit leader from the Heavenly Serpent Gang, carrying a long spear, laughed and said, "Our third leader has been dead for a while now, it's no use mentioning him."

"Right now, only the top leader and the newly arrived second-in-command have any influence."

Old Master Shen said sullenly, "I didn't mention the Third Master to curry favor; it was just a casual remark. I, Shen Yijian, rely on my true abilities to make my way in the world."

With a clang, Old Master Shen drew his iron sword from behind him, twirled it a few times, and looked quite intimidating.

The bandit with the gun jumped off his horse. "Don't waste time. One by one. Only those who can survive three moves from me are qualified to enter the stronghold."

Old Master Shen, unsure of the bandits' skill level, didn't dare to be the first to go. He turned to the crowd and said, "Which brother is willing to go first? Let's not let them look down on us."

A young man with a knife was the first to rush out, shouting, "I'll go first... Ouch!"

Before the man could finish speaking, he was sent flying by a spear thrust from the horse bandit.

Old Master Shen and his group were dumbfounded. Were the people of the Heavenly Serpent Gang all this strong?

For a moment, no one dared to go up.

A few people whispered to Old Master Shen that he should go first.

Old Master Shen refused to go; he wanted these men to wear down the big man with the gun so he could take advantage of the situation.

The burly man with the gun was getting impatient. "If no one else is going to go, then get lost!"

"Take my knife!"

Lin Feng leaped more than five meters high from behind the crowd, passing over the heads of Old Master Shen and the others, and with a powerful split, cleaved towards the man wielding the spear.

The burly man with the gun's eyes lit up. Finally, he'd encountered a master. "Good timing!"

With a clang, it made a sound.

Lin Feng's strike sent him sinking three feet into the ground.

He dodged to the side and fired a shot at Lin Feng's shoulder.

Lin Feng parried with his sword, and the two exchanged more than twenty blows in the blink of an eye.

This was only because Lin Feng didn't use his full strength or his treasured sword; otherwise, this man would have been killed in a single exchange.

The burly man wielding the gun felt he was no match for the opponent, so he jumped back a step and shouted, "Brother, your martial arts are superb. You can stay. Is there anyone else who wants to come up?"

Old Master Shen and the others were still hesitant.

The burly man with the gun said, "Come at me all at once. After I've dealt with you, I need to go back to the village to drink and eat meat."

Old Master Shen brandished his longsword, "Brothers, attack together!"

Only after everyone else rushed forward did Old Master Shen rush ahead.

Old Master Shen circled behind the man wielding the gun and unleashed his signature move, the "Anal-Scraping Sword," stabbing the man's buttocks with his sword.

The burly man wielding the gun seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and with one shot, he sent Old Master Shen flying.

Bang bang bang.

The burly man wielded his spear and quickly knocked all seven men to the ground.

"With your pathetic skills, you can't even be ordinary gang members. You should hurry down the mountain."

As he got up from the ground, Old Master Shen shouted to Lin Feng, "Big Mouth Brother, don't forget about us when you become successful!"

Lin Feng clasped his hands in a fist salute to the group and said, "Brothers, don't worry, I'll send someone to pick you up once I've established myself."

Lin Feng thought to himself that he would send his Ma Yi Guards to arrest all the bandits and throw them into the mines to work.

Before Lin Feng set off, a rich iron mine was discovered in Qinghe County, but there was a shortage of manpower to mine it.

Lin Feng originally wanted to capture all the members of the Iron Rod Gang and send them to the mine, but unfortunately, he was delayed by the bandit incident.

People like Old Master Shen, who have wicked intentions, should all be arrested and sent to work in mines, so that the people won't have to perform corvée labor.

The burly man wielding a gun led Lin Feng into the mountain stronghold. As they walked, he chatted with Lin Feng, trying to find out more about him.

"May I ask your honorable name, sir? And where are you from?"

"My name is Zhang Dazui, and I am from Chenxi County."

Lin Feng impersonated someone who was secretly executed by the Ma Yi Wei (a type of secret police unit), and this identity is plausible.

"Oh? That's the territory of the Heavenly Blade Sect, quite far from here."

No wonder your swordsmanship is so good.

Why did you decide to come to Qinghe County, sir?

“I committed a crime over there and was wanted by the authorities. The wanted posters were posted everywhere. I couldn’t stay there any longer, so I had to run away to a faraway place.”

Upon hearing this, the burly man with the gun felt much relieved. The Heavenly Serpent Gang liked to recruit people who were desperate, saving them the trouble of submitting a pledge of allegiance.

Lin Feng looked at the burly man wielding a gun and asked, "May I ask your name, sir?"

"My name is Zhao Dadan, and I am known in the martial arts world as the Unyielding Golden Spear."

"Brother, that's a pretty badass nickname!"

"Haha, it's just so-so."

A feast was quickly prepared in the mountain village.

Lin Feng discovered that the bandits not only had good equipment, but also ate well and lived a comfortable life.

Zhao Dadan actually wanted to get Lin Feng drunk so that he could extract more information about Lin Feng while he was in a daze.

Zhao Dadan picked up his wine bowl and said, "Let me first toast Brother Zhang."

Lin Feng said with a smile, "To be honest, all my skills are in my mouth. I can't drink alcohol, because it will ruin my skills."

Zhao Dadan put down his wine bowl and asked curiously, "I thought Brother Zhang's martial arts skills were all in his sword, but I didn't expect them to be in his mouth."

A man with a pointed mouth and a sleazy appearance said at the table, "Do you think your verbal skills are better than Old Zhao's?"

Don't let Old Zhao's rugged appearance fool you; he's a gifted musician, skilled in playing various instruments and singing.

Zhao Dadan frowned. This skinny monkey was unreliable. He was trying to get information out of this guy surnamed Zhang, and now this skinny monkey was trying to get back at him.

Zhao Dadan glanced at the skinny monkey.

Skinny Monkey immediately understood and hurriedly said to Lin Feng, "I wonder if Brother Zhang could show off your verbal skills so that everyone can broaden their horizons?"

Lin Feng said, "If we display it here, this banquet table will probably go blind."

Zhao Dadan waved his hand, "If they go blind, we'll just set up another table. Brother Zhang, hurry up and let everyone see what it's like."