Chapter 67: Stop Talking Nonsense, Let's All Attack Together

Sun Qianzhao's expression changed, and he looked at Kong Hai with some annoyance. Had this guy always been like this? "Why shouldn't Grandfather be the Gang Leader? In terms of seniority and strength, who can compare to Grandfather?" Sun Yi'an spoke up from the side.

In his view, with his own support, plus his grandfather's own strength and status, taking the position of Gang Leader was naturally a matter of course.

"Yi'an! Stop talking nonsense! It's just acting in the Gang Leader's duties. How can the position of Gang Leader be decided so easily? Only by becoming the Head of Hall is one qualified to become the Gang Leader!" Sun Qianzhao scolded.

"Heh, you really have this intention? Old thing, you're almost ready to be buried, yet you're still so greedy for power?"

Kong Hai said unceremoniously. When they were dealing with traitors in the gang earlier, this old thing had been pointing fingers, and now he actually wanted to snatch his position as Gang Leader?

Sun Qianzhao rolled his sleeves, "Then according to Second Master's meaning, how should we decide?"

"You already called me Second Master, so naturally it's succession by order. In terms of seniority and strength, I'm not bad. Since that's the case, why shouldn't I be the Gang Leader?" Kong Hai said, mimicking Sun Yi'an's words.

He had also mastered the third layer of the Red Tiger Fist. Even if Sun Qianzhao had really mastered the fourth layer, he was old after all, so he didn't fear a fight.

"You!" Sun Yi'an pointed at him, too angry to speak.

Sun Qianzhao couldn't help but sneer. A brute actually dared to challenge him? Truly infuriating! "Gentlemen, please calm down. Since we cannot agree, why not do this: let's gather all the Deacons and leaders of the gang tomorrow and vote to elect an acting Gang Leader, how about that?"

Chen Feng stepped forward and said, looking around at everyone.

Sun Qianzhao's eyes narrowed as he looked at Kong Hai. Kong Hai didn't show any weakness, staring back at him with wide eyes.

"This Elder has no objection!"

Sun Qianzhao said. If he hadn't been unsure of suppressing everyone present, why would he have gone to such trouble? However, what puzzled him most was that Qin Jiang hadn't expressed anything.

He looked at Qin Jiang, only to see the other party leaning on the side chair of the corridor, closing his eyes to rest, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

*Does this fellow really have no thoughts about the Gang Leader position? Forget it, as long as he doesn't provoke me. However, I should have a good exchange with him tonight. *

Otherwise, if he supported Kong Hai tomorrow, it would be a troublesome matter.

"Heh! This Hall Master has no objection either!" Kong Hai said.

He didn't really want the position of Gang Leader; he just didn't want it to be Sun Qianzhao.

As the saying goes, "the old who do not die are thieves." This old thing seemed to have always ignored the gang's affairs.

But in reality, he had planted many of his own people in the gang, and even pushed his own grandson into the position of Hall Master. It was clear he had been plotting for a long time!

"Very well. Since that's the case, why don't you all go back and rest tonight, and come back here tomorrow when you are refreshed?" Chen Feng said.

He didn't care about the Gang Leader position—it wouldn't be his turn anyway—but the constant tension over the past two days was truly more than he could handle.

Usually, he would only be like this when fighting others, but that would last at most half an hour.

Unlike now, where he hadn't closed his eyes all night and still had to guard against these two fighting and affecting him.

Hearing this, everyone nodded and left one after another.

Qin Jiang also opened his eyes, stood up, and left without a word.

Walking outside the headquarters, Meng An had been waiting at the gate. Seeing Qin Jiang come out, he immediately served a bowl of chicken soup, still steaming.

"Boss, you must be hungry, right? This is wild ginseng and pheasant soup; it's very nourishing!"

Qin Jiang took the bowl and drank it in one gulp. A warmth slid down his throat and esophagus.

He looked toward the end of the street ahead, his eyes filled with doubt, "What's going on? Why are there demons in the city?"

At the street corner opposite, demons were walking past—wolf demons, dog demons, and many strange-looking demons whose species couldn't be distinguished just by appearance.

However, even from such a distance, he could smell a faint, fishy, bloody aura. They were definitely demons.

"Oh, I heard it was arranged by the County Magistrate and the County Lieutenant. I don't know the specific situation. However, at least thirty or fifty demons have entered the city in the past few days," Meng An said.

"County Lieutenant Long is back?" Qin Jiang asked.

Meng An nodded, "He came back once, but he only went to the County Government Office and then left the city again. He didn't return to the Long Mansion." Qin Jiang nodded in surprise and looked at the group of demons at the street corner, "Are there so many demons near Heishan City?"

Meng An nodded, "It's alright. There have actually always been demons in the nearby mountains, but most of those seen have died, so not many people know."

He and Lao Tian would sometimes go to remote areas, and they would always take a special booklet to avoid entering the territory of powerful demons.

"Have they eaten anyone since entering the city?" Qin Jiang asked.

Meng An showed a look of embarrassment upon hearing this, "I don't know about that, but on the surface, no. Behind the scenes, it's hard to say, isn't it?"

Qin Jiang nodded, "How is the collection of antiques and old items in the Inner City going?"

"It's okay. Three wards have been scavenged so far. It should be almost finished before the Fisherman Lantern Festival," Meng An said.

Fisherman Lantern Festival? Qin Jiang suddenly remembered that Xu Yanran seemed to have invited him to attend.

"What is the Xu family doing lately?" he asked.

Meng An was stunned, then realized. He had heard Lao Tian mention it and knew that his boss had taken a fancy to the Xu family's eldest daughter.

"The Xu family is still dealing with the withered crops outside the city. It seems they've saved them again, so maybe there will be some harvest this year," he said.

Qin Jiang nodded, "Alright, go back and rest for a while."

After returning to Anxin Villa, Qin Jiang touched all the antiques and old items Meng An had collected over the past few days, and his total potential points broke through the three-hundred mark, reaching 312.

That night, a black-clad figure appeared quietly, and then the silent night was broken by a piercing whistle.

*Drip—drip—drip—! * (The Gang Leader is dead!)

In Anxin Villa, Qin Jiang, who was lying in the pavilion, stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock.

How could this be?

During the day, he had clearly sensed that Lu Xuanwu's aura had stabilized and he would wake up by tomorrow morning at the latest. How could he have died suddenly?!

Could it be... his eyes sharpened, "Lao Zhang!"

*Whoosh—! * A black shadow rushed into the courtyard; it was Zhang Lin, "Boss! What are your orders?"

He had also heard the whistle and understood the current situation.

"Take a few Deacons and watch the important positions originally belonging to the Fourth and Sixth Halls. Don't let anyone fish in troubled waters!

Stabilize the situation, and we'll talk about other things after I've resolved everything!"

After speaking, Qin Jiang left directly, his figure leaping across the rooftops, and in just a moment, he arrived at the headquarters.

At this time, the headquarters was in chaos. Led by Sun Qianzhao, Sun Yi'an and a Deacon who had mastered the Red Tiger Fist stood together.

Opposite them, led by Kong Hai, were Hall Master Liu Sheng of the Third Hall and the remaining few Deacons who had mastered the Red Tiger Fist.

The two groups confronted each other, neither daring to make the first move.

*Boom—! * Qin Jiang landed fiercely, directly smashing a deep pit.

The moment he landed, surging blood-red fiendish energy flowed out, submerging everyone's ankles in the blink of an eye.

"Fourth Master, what is the meaning of this?"

Sun Qianzhao spoke, his face showing a hint of wariness. He hadn't seen the Gang Leader take action for a long time and hadn't recognized this as the pure blood-fiend energy that only appeared after the Red Tiger Fist was mastered.

Qin Jiang's gaze swept over the two groups, his figure suddenly expanding, transforming into a four-meter giant.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's all attack together."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 68 =====