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

What's going on?!

Wong Fei-hung was stunned when he saw the strange group that was walking out.

Especially those members of the militia.

At this moment, although these people were somewhat disheveled and injured, they were all free to move around, clearly having been released.

However, the members of the militia all looked bewildered, as if they had no idea what had happened.

What exactly happened?

The group of people walked to the entrance of the government office.

Admiral Fucha stopped and patted Chen Wen on the chest.

"Manager Chen, we'll do it your way. If you encounter any difficulties in Foshan in the future, feel free to come and find me."

"Thank you for your care, sir. I will definitely come to visit you again." Chen Wen cupped his hands in greeting.

Fucha Admiral's eyes lit up, thinking that Chen Wen was coming to give gifts again.

He nodded approvingly.

At that moment, he suddenly saw Wong Fei-hung below the steps. The smile on his face instantly vanished, replaced by a cold expression, and he sneered:

"Huang Feihong, you've come at the right time! Your men engaged in a brawl in the street today, stormed government offices, and disturbed foreigners. They should be severely punished according to the law!"

"Considering this is your first offense, and considering that Manager Chen has gone to great lengths to plead your case and prove that you are mostly innocent workers who were coerced and implicated by the Shahe Gang, I have shown you leniency and granted you temporary release!"

He paused, then raised his voice, adding a warning:

"But listen to me carefully! Keep your men in check! If they dare to gather crowds and cause trouble again, next time, I will arrest them all, including you, Wong Fei-hung, and bring them to the capital!"

"Let the imperial court thoroughly question Liu Yongfu about the very soldiers he brought out! Humph!"

After saying that, he never looked at Wong Fei-hung again.

He nodded slightly to Chen Wen, then flicked his official robe sleeves and turned to enter the yamen.

Wong Fei-hung was startled by these words. He understood the threat in the admiral's words, but what shocked him even more was the information revealed in them.

Did Chen Wen plead for leniency and rescue the militia members?

What exactly is going on?

He quickly turned to Chen Wen and bowed in greeting:

"Master Chen, we owe you so much this time! On behalf of my brothers, I thank you for saving us!"

"But what exactly happened? How could the Admiral...?"

Chen Wen returned the greeting, then interrupted the other person:

"Master Huang, this isn't the place to talk. Let's leave first."

Wong Fei-hung immediately understood and nodded:

"Very well, please proceed to Po Chi Lam first. Today, I must do my best to fulfill my duty as host and properly thank Brother Chen!"

……

The backyard of Po Chi Lam was bustling with more activity than ever before.

Several large square tables were temporarily set up in the courtyard, with not much food but steaming hot dishes on them.

Besides Huang Feihong, Aunt Thirteen, Ling Yunkai, Toothbrush Su, Lin Shirong, Chen Wen, and Yan Zhendong, they all came.

The two tables next to it were filled with militia members who had been released that day.

Of course, the Baozhilin compound was too small, and many more members of the militia were unable to come.

Huang Feihong was the first to raise a glass of wine, stand up, face Chen Wen, and look solemn:

"Master Chen, I will never forget your life-saving grace! If it weren't for your righteous intervention, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"I, Huang, will forever remember this kindness and virtue!"

He spoke sincerely, tilted his head back, and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

All the members of the militia inside the courtyard, whether sitting or standing, raised their wine cups or teacups, looking at Chen Wen with eager eyes.

Chen Wen also stood up, raised his glass, looked around, and said:

"Master Huang, you flatter me. Brothers, there's no need for that. What I did today wasn't entirely for Master Huang; it was mainly for myself."

"Huh?" This question surprised everyone, even Wong Fei-hung looked puzzled.

Chen Wen continued:

"I mentioned to Master Huang before that my pharmaceutical factory needs the militia members to work there; they are my workers!"

"My workers were arrested, so as their boss, isn't it only right that I get them released?"

"So, there's no need for you to thank me; we're all on the same side!"

The militia members were all confused when they heard this.

"A pharmaceutical manufacturing plant?"

"work?"

"Boss Chen?"

Most of them were originally from the military, later followed Liu Yongfu, and then Huang Feihong.

They did all sorts of jobs, like wielding knives and guns or setting up stalls on the street to sell their wares.

Working in a factory? That's a novel idea.

But judging from Chen Wen's words, it seems he's offering them a proper job that will allow them to earn money and support their families.

Everyone's eyes were unconsciously drawn to Wong Fei-hung.

After all, they were still nominally working for Master Huang.

Huang Feihong was also stunned.

He had already figured it out: having the militia members work in Chen Wen's factory was a great thing.

A complete decision has not yet been made.

At this moment, he looked at everyone, then at Chen Wen, and thought of how Chen Wen had saved him from danger today.

Huang Feihong took a deep breath, put aside his last bit of hesitation, and nodded:

"Master Chen is right! Anyone who wants to go, please go!"

"But you must work hard at the factory and not let Master Chen down!"

The members of the militia were thrilled to receive permission!

"It's Master!"

"Boss Chen! We'll work for you!"

"I'm sure I can make a lot of money working in a factory, right? I can even save up to get married!"

"I want to buy a house!"

"I want to eat meat and drink alcohol to my heart's content every day!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers and responses immediately erupted in the courtyard.

Smiles appeared on the faces of the militia members.

Back then, they were people who dared to fight foreigners and mites to the death. They weren't afraid of hardship; they were only afraid of having no way out.

Now that they have hope, their gratitude towards Chen Wen is overflowing, and they all start calling him "boss."

Raising his wine bowl to toast Chen Wen, the atmosphere immediately became lively.

Lin Shirong then stood up, holding a large wine bowl. His face was flushed, whether from the alcohol or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

He walked up to Chen Wen and grinned:

"Boss Chen! I was wrong before, calling you a fake foreigner! Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me! This bowl of wine is my toast to you! Consider it an apology!"

With that, he tilted his head back and gulped down the entire bowl of wine.

Chen Wen looked at him and smiled, picked up the wine pot, filled his bowl, and held it up:

"Brother Lin, you're exaggerating. Didn't I also call you a 'traitor'?"

"We call this 'no quarrels, no closeness.' Let's not talk about the past!"

After saying that, he also downed a bowl in one go.

"Haha! Great! Boss Chen is so agreeable!"

Seeing Chen Wen's decisiveness, Lin Shirong's lingering resentment completely vanished.

I just felt that this person was not only very capable, but also had a good temperament!

He patted Chen Wen on the shoulder forcefully.

"From now on, we're best buddies! If you need anything in Foshan, just call me, Pork Rong!"

"Definitely." Chen Wen nodded with a smile.

Yan Zhendong sat to the side, silently drinking the wine in his bowl, watching everything unfold.

Looking at the reactions of the militia members, he knew in his heart that Chen Wen had made a brilliant move.

Saving lives is an act of kindness; providing jobs is a way to make a living.

In addition, they had previously fought alongside the militia against the Shahe Gang, which fostered a strong sense of camaraderie.

He has now begun to win the favor and recognition of the team.

But this is not enough.

Yan Zhendong knew that to truly subdue these Black Flag Army soldiers who had once risked their lives and seen many battles, he needed to win them over.

These alone are far from enough to make them willingly follow Chen Wen!