Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Brother Wu, how many men did you bring this time?"

Since there's no way to refuse, we have no choice but to accept the order.

Huo Chengfu looked at Wu Yingxing.

Actually, the two of them weren't familiar with each other before, but unfortunately, their performance in the various branches was the worst, so they had to take over.

"I didn't bring many people with me, just a few dozen trusted men. What about you?"

Because Wu Yingxing was skilled in martial arts and his throwing knife technique was also quite good, he didn't bring a deputy when he went out and did everything himself.

"In terms of numbers, I'm about the same as you, but my brother Chen Gutong has an unparalleled grappling skill in Chuzhou. They should be a great help in this operation!"

Huo Chengfu was different; his own martial arts skills were rather average, so he had to bring Chen Gutong along.

"This guy looks promising."

Wu Yingxing looked at Chen Gutong's hands and nodded repeatedly.

Wu Yingxing himself was a knife thrower, so he knew exactly what a skilled person's hands would look like.

"Chief Wu! This time I will cooperate with you properly!"

Chen Gutong was only here to make his name known, and since he could work with someone of the level of a helmsman, he would definitely give it his all.

"Thank you very much, Brother Chen!"

Wu Yingxing first nodded to Chen Gutong, then turned to Huo Chengfu and said:

"Chief Huo, if you are free now, would you like to come to my room for a chat? We can plan this operation together."

"That is exactly what I wish, Chief Wu, please!"

"Master Huo, please!"

……

In an unnamed alley in Suzhou, a young man dressed as a waiter, with his arms bulging and a bag of pastries in his hand, cautiously made his way through the alleys to the entrance of a small dye shop.

Then he looked around to make sure no one was following him, and then rhythmically knocked on the door of the dye shop.

"What?"

A deliberately hushed voice came from inside the door.

"Brother, is this the pastry you ordered? I've brought it to you."

The young man also lowered his voice and said.

"Squeak-"

The dye shop's doors opened quickly, and the young waiter slipped inside before the doors were immediately closed again.

However, he did not notice that behind the eaves of a nearby house, a child of about half a year old was now lying on the ground, cautiously peeking out from under the eaves, watching the situation inside the dye house.

"How was your day? How was it?"

There weren't many people inside, only about ten. The person in the lead put his feet up on the stone table in the courtyard and asked the newcomer.

"Reporting to the altar master, thirteen books were sold today, totaling one hundred and thirty taels."

The young waiter took out a bulging package from his arms, which was full of silver.

"Not bad, not bad. Here, these five taels are yours."

The leader of the group took the package, counted the contents, found nothing wrong, and then began distributing the reward money.

The total is one hundred and thirty taels, but one hundred taels are reported. The remaining fifteen taels go to the altar master, five taels to the waiter, five taels to be distributed among the others, and the remaining five taels are kept for everyone's daily expenses.

"Remember this well. We need to sell this as soon as possible. We need to make sure it's at least 100 taels a day. If it's more than that, I'll give it to everyone. But if it's less than that, then I'm sorry, you'll have to hand over what you're entitled to."

The leader of the altar said with a serious expression.

He's a professional at making money.

This is not the main headquarters of the Ming Cult's Suzhou branch; it is merely a branch altar within the main branch.

However, in order to make more money at this martial arts tournament, the Suzhou branch mobilized all its sub-alliances to sell information and make money throughout the city.

This booklet is an original creation of this dyeing workshop branch.

"Wow!"

Just as the people at the dye shop branch were about to say something, they suddenly heard a sound coming from the roof tiles on the opposite side of the building.

"who!"

"Who dares to cause trouble at my Ming Cult's Suzhou branch, Ranfang branch altar?"

As members of the Ming Cult, they may not be good at other things, but their vigilance is truly exceptional!

It was just a sound, perhaps made by a cat running on the roof, but they immediately assumed it was made by a person.

"Oh dear, I made a sound. I'm going to get scolded when I get back."

A childlike voice rang out from the rooftop, and then everyone in this branch was surprised to see a figure jump out from behind the eaves of the opposite building!

No, this isn't an ordinary person, it's a child! One who hasn't fully grown up yet!

As the child tumbled through the air several times before landing on his knees, the head of the dyehouse branch's altar flashed with surprise.

"Young man, are you perhaps a thief? Coming to scout this place in broad daylight? But you've come to the wrong place."

"I'm not a thief, I was just passing by, but I never expected to overhear such a big secret!"

This child is none other than Yue Fei, but he is currently covering half his face and wearing a small straw hat, so others cannot see what he looks like.

"So this is how the Ming Cult's branch altars line their own pockets! If I tell Fang La about this, you won't be happy, will you?"

Upon hearing this, the people at the dyehouse branch were in an uproar!

"You brat! How dare you talk to us like that, you little kid who hasn't even grown a full beard yet?"

"That's right! Don't think that just because you're a member of the Thieves Sect, you can act so recklessly on my Ming Cult's territory! Who is your master?"

"Boy, show some respect to our leader! Call him by his first name. You're not worthy!"

……

Yue Fei didn't care about the insults from these people. He went from kneeling to standing and stared at the dozen or so adults in the courtyard. Suddenly, a strange excitement appeared in his eyes.

I just overheard this group of people saying that this is a branch altar. Although it's not a main branch, it sounds pretty good.

If I can take down this branch altar... then my master will definitely praise me!

Thinking of this, Yue Fei's eyes burned even brighter! This look made the people at the dye shop branch very uncomfortable.

"Kid, you want to take over our branch altar?"

Seeing Yue Fei's eager expression, the altar master couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Yue Fei nodded while stretching his hands and feet.

"Arrogant! You're just a greenhorn, yet you speak so big?!"

"That's right, come on, let me teach him a lesson!"

……

The people at the dyehouse branch were thoroughly enraged by Yue Fei, but Yue Fei seemed not to care at all. He adopted the starting stance of Guanzhong Red Fist and then beckoned to the people at the dyehouse branch.

"Stop arguing, come at me all at once, I'm in a hurry."

"I could take on a hundred of you!"

These words exploded like thunder in the courtyard, causing everyone in the dyehouse branch to lose their minds!

"You bastard! Hit him!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

"You brat, take this kick!"

"Bang, crack, crackle!"

"what!"

"It hurts! Let go!"

……

In an instant, curses, screams, and all sorts of incomprehensible sounds filled the small courtyard of the branch altar!

Although Yue Fei wasn't fully grown up yet, he was more than capable of dealing with this group of people!