By becoming a disciple of Zhang San, one has naturally become a disciple of the Decent Sect.
What kind of sect is the Decent Sect?
The killer division of the underworld! As the third generation of killers, with a long history, I ask you - are you afraid or not?
However, when Wang Xiaoer, the fourth generation disciple, heard that their underworld "brothers" from Poison Valley were having some big trouble and might not be able to manage things in Xiaoyun County, he was extremely excited.
Indeed, it is the shame of the underworld!
Wang Xiaoer excitedly asked: "Master, what big trouble have they run into? Tell me quickly!"
Zhang San said: "Pay attention to your identity in the underworld, OK? They are our fellows. However, the matter is simple. The other day, the prefecture set up an ambush, and the people Poison Valley sent turned out to be Scorpion and Python. Apart from being Earth-grade killers, they are also the gang leaders of two halls in Poison Valley."
Wang Xiaoer wondered: "So what? If they die, just replace them. Master, didn't you say there were many experts in Poison Valley?"
"No, no! Xiao Er, you are still naive," Zhang San said feelingly.
Zhang San then explained to Wang Xiaoer the internal rules of underworld organizations in this era.
In this era where everyone practices martial arts and the underworld organizations develop rapidly, the gang leader of a hall in an underworld organization can no longer simply "rule by force." He has to "rule by reason" or even "rule by money."
That's right, rule by reason!
Nowadays, being a hall master in the underworld is already considered a high-level position. It is unrealistic to rule only by force. After all, a hall has hundreds of people, and everyone starts at least at the Basic Level. If you don't use reason to win over your subordinates as a hall master and don't use money to buy their hearts, who will listen to you?
Do you really think mixing in the underworld only requires fighting skills and not wisdom and interpersonal skills? Don't be naive. No matter how strong an Earth Grade killer is, if a few hundred Basic Level people stand together over there, what can you do?
Therefore, mixing in the underworld nowadays is not really about the underworld! It's all about connections and social experience!
This has led to every high-level member of the underworld, regardless of the size of the organization and their personal wishes, having to use various means to win over their subordinates after taking that position, thus forming factions within their organizations.
However, Poison Valley seems to have had problems choosing new hall masters after the deaths of the two hall masters "Scorpion" and "Python" this time.
From the information that could be learned from the old man in yellow clothes, there seemed to be disagreements among the top level because other factions in Poison Valley were eyeing these two lucrative positions. In any case, the two new hall masters who were eventually sent not only failed to take control of their subordinates, but their subordinates were also making all kinds of trouble.
In any case, these were internal affairs.
The real problem came from Black Cloud, the number one organization in Baiyun Prefecture. Seeing that this "underworld brother" in Baiyun Prefecture had just lost two top experts who also served as hall masters, and there was chaos internally, it seemed that out of the "great righteousness of the underworld alliance" they were showing signs of wanting to reach into Poison Valley's territory,
The reason was, of course, to find out who the real killer was of those two "brothers", Scorpion and Python.
The slogan was, of course: We gangsters should uphold righteousness. It is my duty for Black Cloud to get involved!
When Wang Xiaoer heard this, he looked shocked and exclaimed loudly: "I didn't expect Black Cloud to be so righteous to want to go help Poison Valley! I'm so touched!"
Zhang San almost spit his porridge onto Wang Xiaoer's face. He scolded: "Are you stupid? Can you really not understand or are you just pretending?"
Wang Xiaoer chuckled and laughed out loud: "Master, what do you think?"
Zhang San also smiled, a rare occurrence, and said, "In short, I guess your hero won't have anyone making trouble for him in the near future. After he recovers his intermediate-stage Basic Level martial arts, I estimate no one will dare to bother him randomly."
"But once that hero's injuries are healed, I guess he'll be leaving," said Wang Xiaoer, slightly disappointed.
But Zhang San said, "Not necessarily. Didn't he say he came to Xiaoyun County to take revenge? If I hadn't saved him, he wouldn't have been able to take his revenge. I guess the one person in Xiaoyun County he still hasn't killed is the one he came to avenge."
With a little reminder from Zhang San, Wang Xiaoer immediately understood.
"Does Master mean that the new county magistrate who came here, and all those new catchers and clerks whose masters have mostly died... it looks like there's still one person left."
Zhang San nodded, "Right, the newcomer... isn't there still a "County Magistrate"?"
Wang Xiaoer thoughtfully nodded.
But after thinking about it briefly, Wang Xiaoer knitted his brows again.
He felt vaguely that although the problems with the merchants and the underworld had been temporarily solved, it seemed there was still some problem.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhang San asked.
Wang Xiaoer put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said, "That hero has killed so many government officials, so why hasn't the prefecture sent anyone over?"
Zhang San hesitated.
As Wang Xiaoer had asked, Zhang San had also asked the old man in yellow clothes last night, but the answer he got was very strange.
The prefectural government truly had not made any moves at all, as if they hadn't received any reports of the continuous assassination of government officials happening in Xiaoyun County.
Even if the government is corrupt, at least if someone bullies them, they shouldn't just sit by indifferently, right?
Zhang San had even wondered if the county magistrate hadn't reported it upwards?
That would be too preposterous.
...
It was inexplicable, so he decided not to ponder it further.
In any case, the prefectural government definitely wasn't weak either. At least they had the ability to organize a small army. If the prefectural government really hadn't taken any action, that was the best possible situation.
From that conversation Zhang San had with Xiu Wangchou the other day, he also vaguely understood that Xiu Wangchou hadn't come to Xiaoyun County to kill corrupt officials and eliminate local tyrants.
Xiu Wangchou had come for revenge!
Zhang San understood this very clearly. As for what kind of revenge, actually from when Xiu Wangchou said:
"This kowtow is on behalf of Xiu Wangchou, for my family members who died many years ago, as well as those villagers who died unjust deaths!"
Zhang San also roughly understood what kind of revenge Xiu Wangchou had come here for.
Revenge for his hometown.
Revenge for relatives.
Blood revenge for the past twenty years!
Thinking of this, Zhang San's fists also tightened!
Because Zhang San hadn't slept all night last night due to being busy the whole night, when he was resting in the backyard now while Wang Xiaoer manned the store, Zhang San found it hard to fall asleep due to those past scenes that kept emerging in his mind.
Getting to the root of Zhang San's insomnia really came down to two words though.
Revenge.
He didn't know how long passed like this in a daze before Zhang San fell into a restless sleep. Like Xiu Wangchou, Zhang San also had a nightmare.
But Zhang San's nightmare wasn't of the massacre in their village twenty years ago.
It was of a mission from over ten years ago.
That mission had been done together with Zhang San's master and a pile of professional killers. It was a rare mission with many killers acting together. Zhang San still remembered that something went wrong during that mission. Though they had sneaked into that mansion, eventually the killers were still discovered by someone.
Zhang San still remembered that his master had said he would work with the other killers to block those experts coming to rescue people outside, telling him to hurry and enter to take care of killing the target.
As long as the target died, with their Righteous Sect's superior movement technique, escaping wouldn't be hard at all.
At that time, Zhang San hadn't thought much about it and rushed into the inner room.
What he saw was a white-haired, gentle and amiable old man.
But Zhang San killed him without any hesitation.
This was Zhang San's nightmare.
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