143Chapter 115: The big guys gather, Ruirui disappears
"Leader Nan of the Fishermen's Clan has arrived!"
As the greeter outside shouted, Peng Shizhong immediately straightened his clothes and said to Chen Jie and Zhou Chu behind him: "Follow me closely and don't talk nonsense."
"yes!"
At this time, Chen Jie and Zhou Chu both had serious expressions. They might dare to slack off a little in front of other people, but they would definitely not dare to do so when facing the number one man in Mianshui.
At this time, he followed Peng Shizhong obediently and came to the gate to welcome the gang leader.
When they arrived at the door, Chen Jie and others saw an extremely luxurious carriage. The most amazing thing about this carriage was that it was pulled by two top-quality horses.
To know the luxury of a carriage, one can judge by its size or the luxury of its interior.
However, at the level of hall master, the interior decoration is already considered top-notch among the common people. What distinguishes one's status at this time is the horse. The rule in Mianshui County is that a hall master can only have one horse pulling a carriage.
And if you go up to the level of gang leader, you will be the master of the second vehicle.
There were only three people who could use two horses to pull a cart in Mianshui County, namely the leader of the fishing gang, the leader of the water transport gang, and the magistrate of Mianshui County.
Therefore, as soon as the carriage entered the venue, it was surrounded by people, and behind the carriage there were two people riding tall horses following the carriage.
Zhou Chu whispered at this time: "Those two people on horseback are both big shots. The one on the left is the Eagle Hall Master Qin Ying, and the one on the right is the gang leader's think tank and the inner hall master, Tang Ziyue!"
After hearing this, Chen Jie said, "There are so many talented people today."
Zhou Chu said: "Just wait and see, there may be more people."
Chen Jie narrowed his eyes. Chen Jie also knew Qin Ying from the Eagle Hall. He was the Eagle among the three brothers Eagle, Tiger and Leopard among the Thirteen Guardians. His strength had reached the level of Hua Jin, and his pair of eagle claws were invincible and powerful.
As for Tang Ziyue, he is not among the Thirteen Guardians.
But if we add the gang leader, Nan Batian, there will be two of the Thirteen Guardians of the Fishing Gang now.
And it can be seen from here that the Fishing Gang is worthy of being the largest gang, as there are as many as three masters at the level of the Thirteen Guardians.
No, it should be five, including Nan Batian, fisherman Peng Shizhong, and the three brothers Eagle, Tiger and Leopard. However, the strength of the three brothers Eagle, Tiger and Leopard is slightly better. Since the three of them entered the state of Hua Jin through some special skills, their strength is not very strong.
Fighting alone, except for Qin Ying who can still have some strength, the two brothers Tiger and Leopard are almost at the bottom of the list in terms of Hua Jin.
However, these three brothers do have a set of combo methods which are very powerful, and when combined they are not inferior to any of the Thirteen Protectors.
At this time, Peng Shizhong and his party were standing at the door waiting, and they saw the curtain of the carriage being lifted, and then a man with a dignified face got off the carriage.
Seeing this man, everyone around him saluted him: "Boss Nan!"
Nan Batian had a smile on his face and responded to everyone's greetings one by one.
After getting off the car, he walked towards Baihu Hall and saw Peng Shizhong.
The two looked at each other, and a strange atmosphere arose. In the end, Peng Shizhong saluted and said, "Boss."
"Brother, please stand up quickly. We are brothers, why are you being so polite?"
When Nan Batian saw Peng Shizhong take the lead in paying respect, a smile immediately appeared on his face and he said, "Hahaha... Senior Brother, I heard that you adopted two more sons. As your uncle, I want to come over to show my support. Oh, these two must be the Qilin children that Senior Brother has set his eyes on, right?"
After hearing this, Nan Batian turned his gaze to Chen Jie and Zhou Chu.
Chen Jie and Zhou Chu immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, gang leader."
Nan Batian smiled amiably and said, "No need to be polite. You are Brother Peng's adopted sons, so you are my nephews. We are all family, so there is no need to be restrained."
After hearing this, Chen Jie and Zhou Chu both clasped their fists.
But no one dared to take Nan Batian's words seriously. He was just being polite. If you really regarded yourself as his nephew, you would be an idiot.
Nan Batian looked at Chen Jie and said, "You must be Chen Jiusi."
"Boss!"
Chen Jie was very respectful, and Nan Batian smiled and said, "No need to be polite. I once had the opportunity to meet Old Master Chen. Your grandfather, Old Master Chen, is a famous doctor. It was Old Master Chen who cured my master's injury."
"It is an honor for my ancestors to be remembered by the gang leader."
"Haha, there's no need to be like that. I also heard that you are Master Bai Wenjing's apprentice?"
Chen Jie said: "I have brought shame to my master by not learning the art well enough."
Hearing this, Nan Batian looked at Peng Shizhong and said, "Brother, your disciple is very humble. He has the demeanor of you in your past."
Peng Shizhong said: "Yes, how can we be disrespectful to our elders? But I lack the carefreeness that I had in the past."
The two smiled at each other, and then Nan Batian looked at Zhou Chu again. Zhou Chu lowered his head at this time, with a shy look on his face.
Nan Batian said: "Hey, this must be Sun Lao's son-in-law Zhou Chu, why are you always looking down? Lift your head!"
Hearing this, Zhou Chu didn't seem very willing, but he still looked up obediently and looked into Nan Batian's eyes.
"Your eyes?"
Nan Batian couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth when he saw Zhou Chu's funny scene.
Zhou Chu said: "It's natural. I'm sorry to make you laugh."
Nan Batian smiled and said, "Well, a strange person must have a strange appearance. I heard that in Sichuan and Shu, there is a bear that is black and white with black eyes. It is said that it was the mount of the ancient god Chi You. The people in Shu call it the black-eyed bear."
"You look 70% like him, why don't you drink Black-eyed Bear?"
When everyone heard this, they cheered loudly. People in the underworld would take a nickname to show their identity.
For example, the Thirteen Tigers all have nicknames.
There are also four great Vajras of Peng Shizhong, [Eight-faced Buddha Feng Xuan] [Iron-faced Tiger Zheng Chuan] [Bronze Arm Lu Rong] [White-clothed Scholar Deng Guangming]
Now, the leader of the fishing gang, Nan Batian, personally gave Zhou Chu a call [Black-eyed Bear]
This can be considered as becoming famous in the world.
But Zhou Chu didn't seem very happy. Seeing this, Peng Shizhong said, "Why don't you thank the leader for the drink?"
Hearing this, Zhou Chu laughed uglier than crying, and felt that he could never escape the control of this nickname in his entire life.
"Thank you, Boss."
Nan Batian laughed and said, "Hahaha... You're welcome. I'm also happy to be able to give a title to a junior. I hope you can use the name of [Black-Eyed Bear] to expand the territory for our fishing gang and make great contributions."
"Yes, boss."
Zhou Chu clasped his fists.
At the same time, everyone around came up to congratulate him.
"Congratulations, Brother Zhou, you have been awarded the gang leader's nickname [Black-Eyed Bear], and your future is bright!"
"Yes, Brother Zhou, there are not many people who can be called by the gang leader himself. You are one of them. Good, good."
"Brother Zhou, you have a bright future ahead of you. The name [Black-Eyed Bear] will surely shine brightly!"
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The people around him complimented him, and then Zhou Chu bowed to everyone around him with a harmless look on his face: "Thank you, everyone. Thank you."
At this time, I was already cursing in my heart: "Thank you, all your eight generations of ancestors!"
Chen Jie wanted to laugh but couldn't at this time. He felt very uncomfortable holding it back. Zhou Chu glared at him fiercely.
At this time, Qin Ying, the leader of the Eagle Hall among the Thirteen Guardians, also came over.
He clasped his fists to Peng Shizhong and said, "Uncle Peng, you have adopted another son. Haha, it really is a blessing to have more children!"
Qin Ying is a generation younger than Peng Shizhong. He is not very old, only thirty-two or thirty-three, not much different in age from Feng Xuan. He came to power two years ago.
However, this person was very rude to Peng Shizhong, because everyone knew that he was promoted by Nan Batian and was considered Nan Batian's die-hard supporter.
He was also the main force of Nan Batian to attack Peng Shizhong.
Peng Shizhong looked at Qin Ying and said, "Oh, Xiao Qin, you are not busy recently. Come to my place when you have time."
"It's OK. I can't compare to Uncle Peng who has many children and good fortune. I can only do it myself. Actually, if you ask me, Uncle Peng, you are old now, so you should give up your position and give more opportunities to young people, right!"
Qin Ying said this, his eyes full of provocation.
The young men he was talking about were not Peng Shizhong's adopted sons, but his two younger brothers, the Tiger and Leopard brothers. Both of them had the strength of Hua Jin and were qualified to be the leaders of a gang. Unfortunately, there were not so many gangs for him!
Peng Shizhong smiled and said, "Yes, when my sons grow up, I can take a rest."
Peng Shizhong said this with a smile, but his tone was not weak at all. What did he mean by "when his son grows up, he can take over the leadership"? To put it bluntly, Baihu Hall will never fall into your Qin Ying's hands, so why are you worrying about it?
How could Qin Ying not hear the hidden meaning behind Peng Shizhong's words?
Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard someone shout, "Cao Gang Leader Liu is here!"
Upon hearing this, everyone shut their mouths and stared at a carriage pulled by two horses that was slowly approaching not far away.
Everyone was excited at once. Peng Shizhong was really a big shot. A banquet held to honor his adopted son had actually alarmed two of the top bosses in Mianshui County.
At this time, the carriage was seen driving quickly towards the door. Everyone saw that there were two horses following the carriage.
On top of one of the horses was a young man. Although he was not handsome, he was very good at dressing himself up. He was dressed in a white knight's cloak, with his hair tied with a black and gold headband, a pair of gold boots on his feet, and a long sword at his waist. He was riding on a white horse, looking very showy.
Chen Jie looked at Zhou Chu when he saw this. Zhou Chu said, "The son of the Cao Gang leader, Liu Song."
Then, sitting on another horse was a handsome middle-aged man holding a folding fan, who pulled the reins of the horse.
"The Cao Gang's number one think tank, Ghost Hand among the Thirteen Protectors, the Scholar, the Beauty, and the Scholar among them, Bai Mosheng, the number two figure in the Cao Gang!"
After hearing this, Chen Jie was amazed.
Today's banquet is amazing. Five of the Thirteen Guardians are here.
These include: Southern Tyrant, Northern Old Willow, the Scholar, the Fisherman, and the Eagle among Eagles, Tigers and Leopards.
I have to say the specifications are very high.
At this time, the curtain of the Cao Gang's carriage was opened, and an old man in gray coarse cloth clothes came down. The coarse cloth clothes were almost the rags that servants and farmhands would wear. They were very simple and did not match his status at all.
But when I looked at his hands again, I saw that he was wearing several rings, which were full of jewels.
Looks very rich.
It's so incongruous that the gap between the rich and the poor can be so obvious in one person.
But no one was surprised when this person appeared, because he was the leader of the Cao Gang, one of the Thirteen Guardians, Old Liu of the North, the one who could really compete with the Tyrant of the South, Old Monster Liu.
This strange word is not just said casually.