Zhang Qing looked shocked. He had fought with Guardian Liu, so he naturally knew how strong he was! He could defeat him so easily, and the master in the courtyard had at least the cultivation level of the War Sect! Even in the city of chaos, a fifth-level cultivator was considered a strong man on one side, and the senior gang leader was only at this level!

He quickly calmed down, gritted his teeth slightly, and walked into the yard. Seeing Mo Yu's figure clearly, he looked stunned and obviously did not expect that this powerful man from the War Sect was so young. He hurriedly bowed and bowed, "The Qing Gang Gang Gang, thank you for your help!"

Mo Yu glanced at him and said, "You don't need to thank me. If they didn't provoke me, I wouldn't take action."

Zhang Qing's expression was still respectful, "Even so, it is an indisputable fact that my Qing Gang can escape the great disaster because of his senior's actions. Today, he cannot repay his kindness. If you have a chance in the future, Zhang Qing will definitely do his best!"

Speaking of this, he hesitated a little and continued: "It's just that the Jackal Gang is powerful and there are many strong people in the gang. Now that the senior has defeated them, I'm afraid that the Jackal Gang masters will come to take revenge soon! Although the senior is strong, he can't beat four hands with both fists. It's better to leave with us."

His voice was sincere, but a little sadness flashed in his eyes. The Green Gang was forced to give up the hall for more than ten days after its establishment, for fear that the morale of the monks in the gang would be greatly affected. Once the hearts of the people were dispersed, the gang would not be far from the end. But he already knew some of the style of the Jackal Gang's behavior. If he didn't leave, he was afraid that all of them would be unable to escape the siege!

Mo Yu frowned and suddenly said, "Can there be a sixth-level monk in the Jackal Gang?"

"No!" Zhang Qing's eyes were slightly brighter, and his expression became more respectful. He explained: "The sixth-level cultivators are only among the first-class gangs. Although the Jackal Gang is a second-rate gang, there is no such strong person in the gang."

"You go and get a weapon." Seeing that he understood a little, Mo Yu didn't say much and directly ordered.

Zhang Qingying turned around and was discharged from the hospital in a hurry. He quickly returned with a long sword. It was the nine-ring sword used by Guardian Liu. The best ones above this knife were made of fine steel, and it was extremely sharp and hard.

Mo Yu pressed the knife casually, and two clear finger marks appeared and said lightly: "You just send someone to send this knife to the Jackal Gang."

Waving his hand, he turned and returned to the room.

Zhang Qing looked at the fingerprints on Guangliang's sword, and his eyes showed deep awe, and said respectfully: "Yes!" He took two steps back before he quickly left.

...

"A group of waste! Dozens of people were actually scared away by the Xiaoxiaoqing Gang and spread it out. How could my Jackal Gang gain a foothold in the City of Sin!" The elder of the law enforcement officer was furious and wide-eyed, and his eyes were full of violence. "I want to tear the monks in the courtyard with my own hands, so that people can know that this is the end of offending my Jackal Gang!"

At this moment, a soap robe gang member suddenly ran out of the meeting hall and whispered loudly: "Report! There is a person who claims to be the Qing Gang outside the hall to ask for a visit!"

Ming Li, the leader of the Jackal Gang, was wearing an inconspicuous brocade robe. On the surface, he looked like a middle-aged man with a calm expression in his 1930s. He was completely inconsistent with the image of the leader of the Jackal Gang who was cruel and tyrant and murdered without blinking. He heard the report, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said softly: "It's interesting, this Green Gang actually dares to send someone to pass on the message and bring him in."

The faces of several senior gangs in the hall changed slightly, and they thought that the gang was so angry that the Green Gang would probably not escape the fate of being washed away! The law enforcement elder stopped talking, and after sitting down, he looked at the entrance of the hall with a hideous eyes.

Soon, led by the soap gang members, a Qing Gang monk walked into the conference hall. The man was thin and calm, and bowed and said, "The Qing Gang Zhu Yun, come to the command of the gang leader, and return to the back of the long sword of Guardian Liu of Gui Gang!" As he spoke, he took off the long sword behind him, untied the thick cloth wrapped in layers, and presented his hands!

"I dare to come to the door to find trouble, I'm really looking for death!" The elder of the Punishment was furious, "I will kill you first, and then slaughter all the Qing Gang!"

Ming Li's eyes suddenly shrank slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Shut up!" He looked at Zhu Yun below and showed a faint smile, "You go back and report to the leader of the Qing Gang. Things were misunderstandings before, and I hope the two gangs can be safe in the future."

Zhu Yun put down the long sword and bowed his hand and said, "The tolerant and generous leader of the Mingli Gang is admirable. I will definitely bring this statement to you. Goodbye!"

"Let's go slowly, don't send it."

Ming Li waved his hand slightly, and after the gang members took him away, his face became extremely gloomy, and the seat armrests were pinched to pieces with the sound of "clicking"!

"Gangmaster, what happened? Why did you let them go?" Elder Xingzhu looked puzzled.

"You have a good look at this knife. There are experts from the Qing Gang, so you can't move for the time being!"

Before leaving, the elder Zheng Punishment picked up the Nine-ring sword. Looking at the two clear fingerprints on it, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, "The long sword leaves marks. It is not difficult for the fifth-level War Sect to do this. Are we still afraid of the mere war cultivators of the Sect?"

Ming Li smiled coldly, "Jin Zong? Try leaving me two fingerprints on the knife?"

Elder Xing frowned, reached out to pinch the blade, and the powerful light gushed out of his hand. With a "click" sound, the long sword was broken into two pieces. He was stunned for a moment, and finally realized, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

"It is easy for a monk of the Zhan Sect to destroy this long sword, but leaving fingerprints on it without any damage to the blade. At least the peak cultivation level of the Zhan Sect can be achieved! It is not difficult to destroy the Qing Gang. If this person escapes, who will dare to walk out of the hall alone without fear of assassination in the future?"

The face of the senior executive of the Jackal Gang changed suddenly. He could face the assassination of a peak monk in the War Sect at any time. Thinking about it, it felt like a hint of light!

Elder Zheng showed unwillingness to accept his eyes, "Gangmaster, can't the matter be forgotten? Our Jackal Gang can't even deal with this little Qing Gang, I'm afraid it will become a laughing stock in the eyes of outsiders and lose all my face!"

Ming Li glanced at him coldly, "Don't you understand what fame or something is in the city of sin for so many years? If you took these into consideration, my Jackal Gang would have been destroyed countless times!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the elder Zhengjue, and he hurriedly bowed his head and dared not speak again.

"The leader of the gang is considerate, but the elder who punished the punishment was also out of good intentions. If the matter is not handled properly, I am afraid that some of the small gangs below will be unstable and will gradually cause trouble." Another group of middle-aged elders spoke to smooth things over.

Ming Li withdrew his gaze and his face turned cold, "I have never suffered any losses from others since my Jackal Gang was established? Don't worry, I will stop for the time being if I am not sure about dealing with this person. In two months, Elder Zhu of Qingjiao Gang will come out of seclusion. At that time, I will ask him to take action and eliminate the Qing Gang in one fell swoop, leaving no future troubles!"

"The leader of the gang is wise!"

...

Brother Ma's face turned pale, he glanced at the closed-door gate and whispered: "Brother Zhu, what are you saying? The Jackal was really scared away by the person in the yard. He dared not come to trouble us again?"

Zhu Yun smiled, "Of course it's true, otherwise I might have been dismantled now, so how could I stand here and talk to you?"

He paused for a moment, with a look of awe in his eyes, "This senior has at least the peak of the War Sect, and is probably not far from the War King Realm! The gang leader has gone in to report this matter. If he can establish some relationship with this senior, it will definitely be of great benefit to the future development of my Qing Gang!"

Brother Ma shrank his head and completely cut off the idea of ​​getting the dark horse! He thought to himself that the gang leader had a good eye. If he had really snatched the dark horse, he would have been afraid that dozens of people from the Qing Gang would be killed by this senior of the Zhan Sect!

...

In the room, Zhang Qing respectfully saluted, "Senior, I have sent someone to send the knife back to the Jackal Gang, and they said they will not pursue the previous matters."

Mo Yu nodded. He had expected this. Since the Jackal Gang did not have a sixth-level monk, he should not be aggressive after seeing the long sword.

Seeing that he had no meaning to say anything, Zhang Qing hesitated and said, "This time, senior forced the Jackal Gang to retreat and helped me Qing Gang survive the disaster. But what can the Qing Gang help you?"

Mo Yu glanced at him, understood his thoughts, paused a little, and said, "I need to replenish my qi and blood in my practice recently. If you really want to repay me, then buy some of the flesh and blood of the beasts above the fourth level or above for me."

Zhang Qing was delighted and hurriedly said, "There is a medicinal food chef in my Qing Gang who is good at using various wild beasts and herbs to make medicinal food, which is the most nourishing body and nourishing qi and blood. In the future, every noon, the younger generation will ask her to personally send a medicinal food in! If you don't disturb your seniors' practice, you will leave first!"

He bowed and retreated, and his heart was full of joy. As long as Mo Yu asked for something, the relationship between the relationship would naturally be related to the Qing Gang. Although this relationship was simple, it was a great shock to the outsiders! With a peak war sect in charge, the Qing Gang's early development would undoubtedly be much smoother.

As for the flesh and blood of the wild beasts above level 4, although the price is high, the financial resources of the gang have been enough to support it for a period of time. If it really doesn't work, he personally took people out of the city to hunt. In short, he must satisfy his seniors.

At noon the next day, after asking for instructions, the beautiful cultivator with a small pot of water bucket into the room with a pottery jar of water. The pottery jar was sealed with a wooden plug, but even so, a strong fragrance floated out of it.

"My younger generation, Liu Niang, bring medicinal food to her senior in the name of the gang leader." The 23 or 24-year-old female cultivator had a pretty face and looked a little restrained when she bowed her eyes but couldn't hide her shock. Obviously, she didn't expect that the mysterious senior who the gang leader carefully told her to treat him respectfully would be such a young man.

Mo Yu looked at her and nodded, "Are there any things to pay attention to when you have to take tonic meals?"

The medicinal power of wild beasts and flesh and herbs is much gentler than that of elixirs, but there are many tricks. If taken improperly, the great tonic may become highly toxic, so he will ask specifically.

"Today's medicinal food is made of deep water hundred-year-old turtle with gold and silver grass, purple spirit flowers, black water grass and other medicinal materials, which has a great effect of replenishing qi and blood. However, the medicinal power is slightly cold and needs to be eaten with strong wine to completely absorb and not cause harm to the body." Seeing Mo Yu's gentle expression, Liu Niang felt a little relieved. While explaining, she took out a jar of strong wine from the storage bag and asked carefully: "I wonder if my seniors have other requirements for medicinal food? I can also make adjustments when preparing in the future."

"Just replenish the medicinal food for body-enhancing. If you can choose, it's best to use the fire-type beast, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it." Mo Yu smiled gently, "Put this thing, you go down."

"Yes, senior."
Chapter completed!