Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

Boss Han's words instantly gave hope to the desperate crowd, bringing tears to their eyes:

"Thank you, Boss Han! Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

"We'll stay and work!"

Everyone worked hard to come to Southeast Asia, a foreign land where they knew no one, all for the sake of making money.

But he almost lost his life.

Although I was very scared, I had already suffered so much. Was I really going to end up with nothing and slink back home in disgrace?

How can they face their families? They themselves are not reconciled.

"Okay! Okay! I'll arrange everything!"

Boss Han nodded with a smile.

"I opened an ice factory nearby, it makes and sells ice! Everyone, take a good rest for a couple of days to recover from your injuries, and then go back to work at the factory in a couple of days! Work hard, make some money, and go home to get married and build a big house!"

At this point, he waved to the back of his head and pointed to the wooden house next to him with its lights on.

"Come on, come on, you must be starving! The food is all ready! Injured brothers, hurry inside and treat your wounds!"

Some people still asked with concern:

"Boss Han, what if those gangsters come to arrest us again?"

Upon hearing this, Boss Han chuckled lightly, as if he had heard a joke:

"Don't worry! You were all tricked and kidnapped here; it's all illegal!"

"They dare to cause trouble? I, Han, am not without influence around here; I know some people. As long as you work here in peace, I guarantee your safety!"

These words were like a reassuring pill, and everyone thanked them profusely again. Their expressions finally relaxed, and some rushed to eat while others went to treat their injuries.

Looking at the kind and enthusiastic Boss Han, Chen Wen felt a hint of doubt.

Boss Han? Ice Factory?

He vaguely remembered that the ice factory owner in Tang Long's movie seemed to be a ruthless villain.

Why does Tang Long seem to trust him so much now, and have such a good relationship with him?

Isn't this the familiar plot of "The Big Boss"?

Never mind, maybe I remembered it wrong.

And what's with that Han Qianlong young master? Why is that guy's name so strange?

Qianlong?

Why do you go to Jiangnan all the time? And you even got criticized for going to Yangzhou?

He shook his head, temporarily suppressing his doubts. Right now, the most important thing was to learn martial arts from Tang Long!

Moreover, he had been grazed by the blade. He hadn't been bothered much while he was busy fighting and running away, but now he was finally able to relax.

I felt a sharp pain, and my clothes were stained red with blood.

He quickly followed the others into the cabin to treat his wounds.

After everyone left.

The smile on Boss Han's face faded slightly, and he whispered to Tang Long:

"Ah Long, you did a great job this time. But things are getting tense lately, and those behind the scenes have started investigating us. You need to be extra careful."

Tang Long's eyes were firm:

"I'm not afraid of danger if it means saving lives."

"Good! You've got guts!" Boss Han patted him on the shoulder approvingly. "I won't stay any longer. Make sure they're settled in properly. Bring them to the factory to start work in a couple of days."

After saying that, he led his men toward a black car parked outside the courtyard.

The car started and slowly drove away from the compound.

Inside the car, Han Qianlong's face, which had been gentle just moments before, now held a hint of excitement as he lowered his voice and said to his father:

"Dad, great! We've got another batch of 'piglet' in our hands!"

Boss Han leaned back in his chair, a hint of smugness flashing in his cloudy eyes, as he slowly stroked the ring on his hand:

"Hmph, more than just piglets. This time, through Ah Long, we not only got the people, but also dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of those foreigners—a double win!"

It turns out that Chen Wen's suspicions were correct.

The Han father and son are definitely not good people.

Their ice factory was just a front; they were secretly engaged in drug trafficking.

This line of work is dangerous. The "pack horses" used to transport drugs are very easy to die, and once the code is exposed, they must be silenced immediately, resulting in a huge loss of manpower.

After discovering Tang Long's expertise, they meticulously devised a scheme to exploit him.

Rather than risking trouble by arresting people yourself, it would be better to let Tang Long go and rescue people under the guise of "saving compatriots".

Those who are rescued are often deeply grateful to their "benefactor," Boss Han. Even if someone discovers the truth later, they are easily controlled or remain loyal.

At the same time, Tang Long's sharp blade can be used to strike at other gang forces.

This time, they "rescued" so many compatriots who had nowhere else to turn, so they now have a "packing horse" for smuggling drugs.

The father and son exchanged a glance, their smiles growing even more smug, and strode away.

……

Chen Wen had no idea that he had guessed the truth.

They have already gone into the cabin to treat their wounds.

There were still several injured people inside, including the fat guy from the prison cell, who greeted Chen Wen warmly as soon as he saw him.

"Good brother, I haven't had a chance to properly thank you for saving me yet."

"My name is Ah Kun! I came here because I heard you could make a lot of money in Southeast Asia, but I almost lost my life! Thank goodness for you and my brothers who saved me!"

Ah Kun looked grateful and quickly got up to thank Chen Wen.

"You're welcome. I didn't think too much about it in that situation. Besides, it was Brother Long and his team who really saved everyone. I was also saved, so I should be grateful to them."

Chen Wen waved his hands repeatedly, feeling a bit scared. If it weren't for Brother Long and the others arriving, even if he had the system, it would have been a waste without the opportunity to learn.

"We're all compatriots, no need to be so polite!" At that moment, a hero who had saved lives also came over.

This person looked young, but had a neat little mustache, and his eyebrows were connected in one line, which looked very strange.

Chen Wen looked at the other person and found them increasingly familiar, and subconsciously blurted out:

"Uncle Ying?"

Although he looked much younger, his features clearly belonged to a Taoist priest who was skilled in exorcising ghosts and demons and whose divine power was invincible!

Unfortunately, the world is not right!

"What Uncle Ying! Am I that old?" the bearded young man replied irritably. "Just call me Brother Ying, or Ah Ying!"

"My name is Chen Wen." Chen Wen looked at the faces that he didn't recognize but were extremely familiar with, and couldn't help but smile.

At that moment, a beautiful woman came out carrying medicine and bandages.

"Sister-in-law!" Ah Ying greeted her respectfully upon seeing her, then quickly introduced her to everyone, "This is Brother Long's girlfriend!"

"Ah Ying, don't joke around like that. Everyone can just call me Sister Miao."

With a gentle smile, Sister Miao walked directly to Chen Wen and cleaned his knife wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it with clean, efficient movements.

"I heard them say," she said, smiling as she bandaged Chen Wen, "that you're Brother Long's junior brother? Your kung fu is amazing!"

Chen Wen quickly shook his head:

"No, no! I... I only know Brother Long, but I've never met him before, and he's not my junior brother. I don't know martial arts either."

Ah Ying chimed in from the side:

"Oh, don't be so modest!"

"Everyone saw it clearly! Your kung fu may not be as good as Brother Long's, nor as good as mine, but your moves are exactly the same as Brother Long's! What else could you be but a junior brother?"

Chen Wen was speechless for a moment, unsure how to explain.

Even if he were willing to reveal the existence of the system, probably no one would believe it.

"He is definitely not my junior brother."

Just then, a steady voice rang out from outside the door.

Tang Long entered the wooden house, exchanged glances with Sister Miao, and then his gaze fell on Chen Wen with a hint of curiosity. He hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Ah Wen, you actually... don't know any martial arts at all, right?"