When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

The inheritance of the six parts of Emperor Yan... Yan Dan pondered and developed an unprecedented desire for Yang Chong's inheritance of the six parts of Emperor Yan.

Yan Dan didn't think that his talent in martial arts was the best in the world, but he believed that his talent was definitely among the strongest. Maybe someone's talent was a little stronger than his, but he never believed that someone's talent could crush his, not even Yang Chong.

Therefore, in Yan Dan's cognition, the reason why Yang Chong possessed martial arts far superior to his own could only be attributed to the inheritance of the Six Divisions of Emperor Yan. After all, as a force that has existed since ancient times, the Six Divisions of Emperor Yan have a long heritage and possess mysterious martial arts that surpass all other schools of thought. This is also reasonable.

"But, I am powerless now and need to make long-term plans." Yan Dan thought to himself. He had more important things to do right now and could no longer get entangled with Yang Chong.

"Fortunately, fortunately, my head is still there." While Yan Dan was thinking, Jing Ke touched his neck exaggeratedly. It was almost, just a little bit, tonight, and he, Jing Ke, would become a Jing ghost.

"Brother Jing, what are your plans for the future?" Yan Dan, whose thoughts were brought back to reality by Jing Ke, looked at the other party and said.

Jing Ke is also a top master of the younger generation. If possible, Yan Dan is very interested in recruiting Jing Ke under his command. His future is uncertain when he goes to Qin State this time. He needs to increase his strength as much as possible, and Jing Ke is the right candidate.

Moreover, the two of them had fought side by side tonight, and Jing Ke was able to escape Yang Chong's fatal blow in the end, also with the help of the Mohist predecessors. Yan Dan felt that he should be able to recruit Jing Ke under his command.

"Of course we should run away quickly. Yang Chong is too terrifying. I'd better avoid him. If he comes to me, I don't think I can escape from him. Yang Chong, Yang Chong, who the hell is he? He is obviously younger than us, but his martial arts are so exaggerated." Jing Ke said with his big eyes rolling.

"Brother Jing had better not act rashly. Yang Chong is loyal to the great general Ji Wuye of Korea, and Ji Wuye has connections in Korea. If Ji Wuye intends to track down Brother Jing's whereabouts, it will be difficult for Brother Jing to escape from Korea." Yan Dan said half-truthfully.

"Yang Chong alone is enough to scare me, and with Ji Wuye added to the mix, this is a bit of a big trouble. Does Brother Yan have any good ideas?" Jing Ke's mind was racing. He seemed careless, but he was a meticulous person. Naturally, he could hear another meaning in Yan Dan's words.

"Brother Jing, why don't you leave Korea with me? My identity is still useful in Korea. At least no one can do anything bad to me openly. After we leave Korea and enter the territory of Qin, it will not be too late for Brother Jing to decide on the future." Yan Dan said.

"Thank you very much, Brother Yan." Jing Ke clasped his fists. He knew that the method Yan Dan mentioned was the best option for him. He really didn't have the courage to face Yang Chong again.

"Master, he should be back!" Yan Dan was satisfied when Jing Ke agreed. However, another thing came to his mind. Why hasn't his master, who was left behind, come back yet? Is Yang Chong really that difficult to deal with?

……

Gambling is one of the most violent industries in any era, and Qianlongtang, as the largest casino in Xinzheng, can be said to be one of the most expensive places in Xinzheng. The luxury inside, accompanied by the laughter of the maids, reveals an atmosphere of decadence from the inside out.

Of the three poisons of human beings, although the other two also cost money, they are ultimately limited. After all, the body has its limits and no matter how much more is spent, it cannot sustain it. But gambling is different. Its lower limit can be very low, and its upper limit can be very high. You can gamble with a copper coin, or with millions of gold. A beggar on the street can gamble, and a king sitting on the throne can also gamble.

Therefore, there is no limit to gambling, and the profits it brings are even more exaggerated. As the largest casino in Xinzheng, the interests behind Qianlongtang are enormous.

Tonight, Yang Chong will take it into his hands.

Yang Chong brought Tian Mi, Mo Ya and Bai Feng directly into Qianlong Hall. As Ye Mu's chief killer, Mo Ya naturally knew the details of Qianlong Hall, not to mention that Tian Mi, a core disciple of the Tian family of farmers, was there.

Therefore, after the four entered Qianlong Hall, they did not delay at all and went straight to the top floor. Although the hall master Situ Wanli had been smashed to pieces by Yang Chong's punch, the steward of Qianlong Hall was still there.

"Is there anything that my guests need? Could it be that the staff below did not treat us well enough?" The butler of Qianlong Hall was a fat white man covered in jewels. His last name was Zhu Bao, and he was in his thirties or forties. His movements were very agile, unlike the clumsy Jade Tiger.

"My name is Yang Chong." Yang Chong looked around the place that would soon belong to him, with curiosity in his eyes. To be honest, this was his first time as a robber, and he felt pretty good. After finding out the financial situation of Qianlongtang, Yang Chong believed that he would feel better.

"Yang Chong... Lord Yang?" Zhu Bao was slow for only a moment before he changed his address, and the sweat on his forehead began to seep out uncontrollably.

"It seems that you know me? This saves me some trouble." Yang Chong sat on the seat that once belonged to Situ Wanli with the look of a master.

"Lord Yang is a favorite of the general. He is well-known to everyone in Xinzheng." Zhu Bao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his mind working so fast that he felt like smoking.

As Situ Wanli's confidant, how could he not know who Yang Chong was? He also knew what Situ Wanli had done tonight. But now, Situ Wanli failed to come back, but Yang Chong came. Zhu Bao could also imagine what this meant.

The hall master is dead, and the person who came has bad intentions.

"From now on, Qianlong Hall belongs to me. Do you have any objection?" Yang Chong asked.

“This…” Zhu Bao was stunned. Yang Chong was so straightforward and confident that he was unable to react. Are all robbers so arrogant nowadays?

"You don't agree?" There was already more coldness in Yang Chong's eyes.

"I am Zhu Bao, the humble man. I greet my master." Zhu Bao's legs softened and he knelt down. Situ Wanli and all the elite disciples of Qianlong Hall were killed by Yang Chong. As a housekeeper in charge of internal affairs, why was he still struggling? His fat body could not withstand Yang Chong's palm.

As for whether kneeling so quickly would implicate his family, Zhu Bao was not worried, because he had a nephew named Zhu Jia. Zhu Jia's status in the Nong family was higher than his. His parents were also Zhu Jia's grandparents. Could the Nong family kill Zhu Jia's grandfather and grandmother because of his betrayal?

"You are very sensible and have saved me a lot of trouble. Tian Mi, this place will be under your management from now on." Yang Chong said to Tian Mi.

"Yes, master." Tian Mi smiled sweetly, and her eyes were full of admiration when she looked at Yang Chong. Her surrender to Yang Chong was fake, but her admiration for the strong was real, so the admiration she showed was really genuine.

"Master, there are still some of Situ Wanli's confidants in Qianlong Hall. These people may oppose you." Zhu Bao, who had completed the role transformation in a short period of time, reminded.

"Then kill him. Brother Mo, you should be willing to help me like this, right?" Yang Chong looked at Mo Ya and said.

"I have always enjoyed killing people. Butler Zhu, lead the way." Mo Ya smiled indifferently, not showing any anger at being ordered around by Yang Chong.

"Brother Mo, don't worry. I won't let you work in vain. I will give you 10% of the income of Qianlong Hall in the future." Yang Chong said.

"Then I'd be disrespectful to refuse. It seems that my worth will be even higher. Qianlong Hall is making a fortune every day." Mo Ya smiled without a trace of falsehood, and then said to Zhu Bao: "Butler Zhu, lead the way."

"Yes, Mr. Mo, please follow me." Zhu Bao bowed and said. The fat man who was so arrogant just now has now curled up into a ball. This is a fat man who knows the way of survival well.

"I don't like the name Qianlongtang. Tian Mi, let's change the plaque to a new one tomorrow and write Zhuque Pavilion." Yang Chong looked around at the furnishings and said casually.

"Yes, Master." Tian Mi responded meekly, with a hint of tenderness in her voice.

"Suzaku Pavilion, you can't be the only one there. Let me think about what kind of people we should recruit. Suzaku, Suzaku, one of the four spirits of heaven, the south of the four directions, divided into seven constellations: Jing, Gui, Liu, Xing, Zhang, Yi and Zhen. You can be one of them, and I can find six more people to make the whole team." Yang Chong muttered to himself with great interest, like a child. It seemed that he was not planning how to build a force, but just building a building block model.

Chapter 110 They are all bad people

As the most outstanding killer in Ye Mu, Mo Ya's killing efficiency is beyond doubt, not to mention that he has the traitor Zhu Bao guiding him. The resistance of Qianlong Hall was quickly eliminated. The remaining farmers' disciples might not be reconciled, but in the face of absolute power, they had no choice but to surrender in order to survive. After all, with Zhu Bao in front of them, they did not have much psychological pressure to surrender. After all, those who are not afraid of life and death are a minority in this world.

"Tian Mi, the Suzaku Pavilion will be handed over to you from now on. Do a good job." Yang Chong patted Tian Mi on the shoulder after getting a satisfactory result. The former Qianlong Hall, now the Suzaku Pavilion, can be regarded as his first industry, and it really has some special meaning.

"Master, don't worry. I will manage Suzaku Pavilion well and will definitely make more money than before." Tian Mi smiled sweetly, tilted her head, and rubbed her cheek against the back of Yang Chong's hand.

"Then you have to work hard." Yang Chong smiled slightly, not caring about the truth or falsehood of Tian Mi's words. He didn't care anyway.

"Master, I just looked at the account book of Suzaku Pavilion and found that the assets of Suzaku Pavilion are quite considerable, as much as six thousand gold. Master's luck has always been good. From last year to now, the income of Qianlong Hall has not been sent back to the farmer's headquarters, but now it has all become yours." Tian Mi said, with a look of seeking credit.

"Six thousand gold is not a small amount. Take out three thousand gold and send it to the General's Mansion. If we want to make Suzaku Pavilion completely our property, we still need Ji Wuye's help." Yang Chong moved his mouth, and half of the gold in Suzaku Pavilion was spent.

Yang Chong didn't care at all about giving the three thousand gold to Ji Wuye. After all, he still had more things to get from Ji Wuye. A mere three thousand gold could be exchanged for more things, so why would Yang Chong care?

"Yes."

Tian Mi smiled and tentatively moved closer to Yang Chong.

In the past, when she was with Yang Chong, Yan Lingji was also there. She could not find any opportunity to be alone with Yang Chong to carry out her plan. But now Yan Lingji is not here, and Yang Chong seems to be in a good mood. Tian Mi feels that she can start her plan. She can keep getting closer to Yang Chong while testing him, and then completely get into Yang Chong's heart. Then she can get what she wants.

"Work hard, and you will be rewarded in the future." Yang Chong, who knew Tian Mi's thoughts clearly, was too lazy to argue with Tian Mi. She was not Yan Lingji and Zi Nu, so when Tian Mi tried to test him, Yang Chong directly hugged her in his arms and rubbed her hard.

"Thank you, Master. Tian Mi will never let you down." Tian Mi took advantage of the situation to hold Yang Chong's hand and pushed it hard into the depression. This was a good signal and she must keep trying.

"I think so too." Yang Chong laughed and agreed with Tian Mi's assurance.

"So the master must remember Tian Mi's efforts."

What Tian Mi did at this time was to take advantage of the situation.

"Don't worry, I will definitely reward you well when the time comes." Yang Chong withdrew his hand and patted Tian Mi on the back.

You know what, it feels really good, but it’s getting late, so it’s time to go back to bed.

"Why do you look down on me? You will definitely regret looking down on me in the future." Tian Mi looked at Yang Chong's departing back, still smiling, but deep in that smile there was an unknown calculation.

……

When Yang Chong returned home, he saw Yan Lingji sitting on the roof looking at the moon. The yard was in a mess, with all kinds of smells mixed together, bloody and dirty. It was indeed not suitable to live here anymore.

"Is it done?" Yan Lingji asked when she saw Yang Chong returning.

"Done, where's Nanyue?" Yang Chong sat next to Yan Lingji. Compared to the bloody smell in the yard, the smell of Yan Lingji was more refreshing.

"Go back, your good sister is a little different." Yan Lingji looked at Yang Chong and seemed to not recognize Yang Chong anymore. Zi Lan Xuan's top musician could actually be deceived by Yang Chong. Could Yang Chong be taking advantage of her youth and ignorance?

"What's the difference?" Yang Chong asked back, pretending not to hear the other meaning in Yan Lingji's words.

"Brother Yang calls me so affectionately, can't I see what she is thinking? I, Yan Lingji, am not stupid." Yan Lingji rolled her eyes at Yang Chong.

It was not difficult for Yan Lingji to imagine what Nanyue was thinking when she came to report the news in the middle of the night. Moreover, Yan Lingji thought she could understand the thoughts behind the timid yet curious look that Nanyue gave Yang Chong.

That was heart-beating, although the amount might not be much, but the seed had been planted, and it would be easy for the seed to take root and sprout, and eventually grow into a towering tree. At that time, Nong Yu would no longer be able to escape.

"Nongyu is a very interesting girl." Yang Chong said.

"You have said the same thing to me." Yan Lingji did not give Yang Chong face. Now she was settling the score.

"Are you jealous?" Yang Chong was stunned. He rarely saw Yan Lingji's expression at that moment.

"Why can't I be jealous?" Yan Lingji asked back, her cheeks puffed up like a puffer fish. However, she didn't make Yang Chong nervous. Instead, he found her cute.

"You are Yan Lingji, the unparalleled Yan Lingji in the world, so why should you be jealous of others." Yang Chong stretched out his palm and held Yan Lingji's puffed cheeks, applying a little force, and with a "pop" sound, she deflated.

"You're trying to trick me again."

Yan Lingji shook her head, trying to break free of Yang Chong's hand on her cheek, but it was all in vain. After shaking a few times in vain, Yan Lingji could only let Yang Chong's hand press tightly against her cheek and said vaguely: "Don't think I can be fooled so easily. You can like others, but you can't lie to me."

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you. It's late, shall we go back to sleep?" Yang Chong let go of Yan Lingji and said.

"No, I want to stay here to enjoy the cool air tonight." Yan Lingji expressed her attitude with her actions.

"Then I'll enjoy the cool here too." Yang Chong put his arms around Yan Lingji's waist and pulled her close to him.

Yan Lingji let Yang Chong do whatever he wanted and put her face against his shoulder. There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She finally became a little woman.

"Nongyu is a very pitiful girl, just like you were in the past. If possible, I want to change her fate." Yang Chong said casually in the night breeze.

"I'm not pitiful." Yan Lingji said. She might have thought that fate was very unfair to her and she was very pitiful in the past, but now Yan Lingji doesn't think so.

Under Yang Chong's stunned gaze, Yan Lingji only heard: "I was imprisoned for so many years. At that time, I would complain about the injustice of fate. However, now every time I think of that time again, I no longer have that feeling."

"Why is this?" Yang Chong was curious.

"I have a feeling that those years in captivity were actually waiting for you, waiting for you to save me." Yan Lingji looked at Yang Chong, her deep blue eyes without a trace of coquettishness, but gentle as water.

At this moment, Yan Lingji was more seductive than ever, stirring Yang Chong's heartstrings, making him, who had always been eloquent in front of Yan Lingji, unable to say anything for a moment. Yan Lingji's words were like a flame in the cold winter and a clear spring in the hot summer, flowing through Yang Chong's heart.

"Is this considered sweet talk? Yan Lingji, you've become a bad person. You've even learned these things." Yang Chong, whose heart was touched, became tough instead. In getting along with Yan Lingji, both of them seemed to have learned things from each other, and there was a tendency of assimilation.

"Go to hell." Yan Lingji, who had already prepared her emotions, broke down in an instant and headbutted Yang Chong in the chest. She had never felt that Yang Chong was so annoying.

Yang Chong held down Yan Lingji's head, which was about to be raised to continue hitting, and hugged her tightly in his arms: "Actually, when you were waiting for me, I was also looking for you. I have been looking for you for many years. Fortunately, I finally found you."

After hearing Yang Chong's response, Yan Lingji's restlessness was instantly calmed down. However, the next moment, Yan Lingji felt that she was not ambitious enough. She was always easily angered by Yang Chong's words, and then easily calmed down by Yang Chong.

This time, because of the appearance of Nanyue, he felt jealous. He wanted to take the initiative, but he never expected that he would be counterattacked by Yang Chong again.

The starry sky is beautiful tonight.

The next day.

The General's Mansion.

Ji Wuye also learned the latest story that happened to Yang Chong.

"So Qianlong Hall has become Zhuque Pavilion?" Ji Wuye asked Mo Ya.

"Yes, I think the Suzaku Pavilion has a new plaque now." Mo Ya replied.

"Yang Chong is going to let us face the farmers directly at night." Ji Wuye said with inexplicable meaning.

"After Yang Chong took over Suzaku Pavilion, he also sent a gift to the general." Mo Ya said, pointing to the three boxes given by Yipian.

"There are many treasures in Qianlong Hall. What did Yang Chong send?" Ji Wuye's eyes fell on the three boxes.

"Three thousand gold." Mo Ya opened the box, and gold cakes were neatly arranged. The golden light melted away the wrinkles on Ji Wuye's face.

"Yes, yes, Qianlongtang actually dared to attack our people from Yemu. They really don't take me, a great general, seriously. Fortunately, Yang Chong helped me vent my anger. From now on, there will be no Nongjia Qianlongtang in Xinzheng, only Yemu's Zhuque Pavilion." Ji Wuye laughed. Although he had just robbed 100,000 gold military pay not long ago, who would complain about having too much money?

Moreover, Qianlongtang is making a fortune every day, and there will be continuous income in the future. As for the farmers' revenge?

The Nong family first targeted Yang Chong. If Yang Chong could be stopped, then naturally nothing would happen. If Yang Chong could not be stopped, then he could simply sell Yang Chong to the Nong family!

It was all Yang Chong's fault, Ji Wuye did nothing.

Chapter 111 Lady Hu's Assist

"When did you give up your pride? You were actually ordered around by another person." Bai Feng asked Mo Ya after leaving the General's Mansion.

Last night, the two were ordered by Yang Chong to kill someone, and this morning they delivered three thousand gold to Ji Wuye on behalf of Yang Chong. Although these two things were very simple for Bai Feng, they left a different feeling in his heart.

Bai Feng yearns for freedom, but fate makes him a killer. He is a proud man, but the fact is that Ji Wuye dominates everything for him.

Facing Ji Wuye, Bai Feng could still find reasons to convince himself. After all, Ji Wuye was too strong and he had no power to resist. But who was Yang Chong? He could actually order them around, especially Mo Ya, who was happy to cooperate. This was hard for Bai Feng to understand, and even harder to accept.

"More friends mean more paths. Also, don't offend Yang Chong easily before you are sure whether you are his enemy." Mo Ya, who knows the cruelty of the martial arts world better than Bai Feng, looks relaxed. He doesn't show any distress at being ordered around by Yang Chong. Before a killer finds the meaning of death, he is more greedy for life than anyone else. Mo Ya is such a person.

"Friend? Will Yang Chong become our friend?" Bai Feng asked back.

Bai Feng could not sense any similar aura from Yang Chong. Yang Chong was clearly also a killer in Ye Mu, but he sensed a temperament similar to Ji Wuye from Yang Chong, who was heavy-hearted and ruthless. It was difficult for Bai Feng to like such a person.

"I don't know whether we can be friends, but I know it's best not to become his enemy. You saw what happened last night. He is very murderous, even more so than us, and his martial arts are too strong. It will not be good for us to confront him directly. And..." Mo Ya paused after speaking. He didn't know whether he should tell Bai Feng the last sentence.

"And what?" Bai Feng became curious when he saw Mo Ya hesitate.