Chapter 14 Fierce Tiger Gang

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When he practiced "Tiger and Leopard Bone Training" for the first time, Wu Yuan only consumed fifteen low-grade body tempering pills.

But as his strength increased by leaps and bounds, his consumption naturally increased. For example, in the training that had just ended, Wu Yuan consumed fifty-five Body Tempering Pills.

These more than three months.

Wu Yuan went to the Qunxing Tower four times and purchased more than two thousand low-grade body tempering pills. Even though he changed his body through the 'Yi Bone' every time, he was obviously still being targeted.

Wu Yuan was not surprised by this. If he were the head of Qunxing Building, he would probably be wary and curious.

Wu Yuan only had less than a hundred body tempering pills in his hand, and he would have to 'run out of food' if he practiced for three more times at most.

"Besides, even if there are more body tempering pills, the effect will become weaker and weaker." Wu Yuan frowned slightly: "We must find higher-level pills as soon as possible."

The Body Tempering Pill is only the most basic auxiliary pill. The so-called good efficacy is only for low-level warriors.

As for Wu Yuan now, his physical fitness is extremely astonishing. Although he is still in the 'strength training' stage, his pure strength is close to that of a fifth-grade warrior.

The energy contained in the Body Tempering Pill is already a bit weak and is not enough for its growth.

"However, even if we find higher-level elixirs, we still don't have enough money." Wu Yuan said secretly: "In a short period of time, it will be difficult to ask the clan leader for help."

For more than three months, before Wu Yuan could say anything, the clan leader Wu Qiming came to the door and gave Wu Yuan "two thousand taels of silver."

One thousand taels of them were given on behalf of the family.

The other one thousand taels was part of what Wu Qiming had reserved for Wu Yuan from the last "five thousand taels".

call!

Wu Yuan cleaned up all the traces with ease, and quickly returned to his house with his figure erratic and unpredictable.

"Home." Wu Yuan glanced at his yard.

Although it was still dark and the sky was still dark, in Wu Yuan's eyes, it was not much different from daytime.

The courtyard wall has been renovated, and a layer of blue bricks has been attached. The courtyard gate and the internal houses have been renovated. They are much better than when Wu Yuan just woke up.

This is all done by the clan.

"My mother's health has also improved a lot." Wu Yuan secretly said that two months ago, before Wu Yuan could find a solution on his own, the family found a way to invite the 'alchemist' from Licheng to treat his mother Wanqin.

It relieved Wu Yuan's worries.

"The pressure on the clan leader is also great. The Wu family is not a big clan, and there are many places to spend money. It is not a small expense to hire an alchemist." Wu Yuan said secretly: "I won't bother the clan leader anymore about the money. "

Wu Yuan knew that what he would need for his next practice would be some high-level elixirs and many special treasures.

The cost is so high that no Wu family can afford it.

"My strength has initially recovered, but it is still not as good as the peak of my previous life, like the 'hard and soft realm'. It takes several months, and it can only be considered as a beginning again." Wu Yuan lightly jumped into the house: "However, looking at the departure There are not many cities left that I can be afraid of."

"Looking at the entire Middle-earth world, I'm afraid he is considered a second-rate expert."

The sixth grade is a martial artist.

Fifth-grade warriors are also called 'third-rate masters', fourth-grade warriors are also called 'second-rate masters', and third-grade warriors are also called 'first-rate masters'.

Wu Yuan's simple physical fitness is still worse than that of a third-rate master, but his amazing martial arts skills can greatly make up for the gap in physical strength.



When Wu Yuan returned to his yard and lay down in bed before his mother woke up, the lights in the "Wu Family's Ancestral Residence" only a mile away were still on all night long.

Inside the meeting hall.

"Patriarch, there is really nothing we can do. We have collected everything we should, but the most we can get out is 5,500 taels, and we are still short of 1,500 taels." The accountant with a gray beard had a pile of account books in front of him: "Family Treasury It’s all completely empty.”

"One thousand five hundred taels?" The patriarch Wu Qiming lowered his eyes as if he was thinking.

"Those bastards from the Liehu Gang charge too much for a full 8,000 taels. In the past, we only had to pay 3,000 taels every year. This is driving us to death!" A burly man in linen clothes on the side gritted his teeth and said: "Clan leader, otherwise, we won't be friends."

"Don't pay?"

Another elegant middle-aged man shook his head and said: "The Liehu Gang is one of the five major gangs in Li City. Their methods are brutal. Within the scope of their activities, even wealthy families such as the Luo family will pay appropriate amounts of money based on the size of the business, rather than with them." Direct conflict.”

"Compared to the Liehu Gang, I, the Wu family, are too weak. If we fight directly, we are seeking death."

"No matter how brutal they are, they are still outside the city. We are inside Licheng. Is it possible that the Liehu Gang still dares to charge into the city?" The man in sackcloth glared.

"Charge the city? The Liehu Gang is not that stupid." Another young man in black robe shook his head and said: "The sect has a vast territory and limited manpower. It can only manage and control the county town. It has many villages and towns under its subordinates, which it cannot control. .”

"This gives these small gangs room to survive."

"If you dare to charge into the city, you are challenging the majesty of the sect, which will cause the 'Namong Army' to dispatch to suppress you."

Everyone in Middle-earth practices martial arts, armed with sharp weapons and intent on killing.

Therefore, the cost of controlling the most basic level is too high. The Hengyun Sect has no intention of doing so. It can only control the general situation within the territory and delegate a large amount of power.

As long as these small gangs do not expand too much, the sect will not attack them.

"But if Buzhuang wants to operate, it cannot be limited to the city. We have to go to the countryside to collect silkworms in various villages and towns, and we cannot avoid the Liehu Gang." Another young man in black robe said calmly: "And if there is a conflict, My Wu family’s two villages outside the city are afraid that I won’t be able to save them.”

Running a business is a very complicated matter.

If your business wants to grow, you need to purchase silk, cotton and linen, but you also need to produce some of the raw materials yourself, otherwise the overall cost will be too high.

These will inevitably involve outside the city.

"But the Liehu Gang is too cruel." The big man in sackcloth gritted his teeth and said, "We are a cloth shop, not a banker. This year they want an extra five thousand taels from us. How much money can I, the Wu family, make in a year?"

"This is going to drive us to death!" The big man in linen had his eyes red.

"Dong Yao." The clan leader Wu Qiming suddenly said: "Have you found out? Who is behind the Liehu Gang?"

"I don't know. The Fierce Tiger Gang has risen very quickly. The gang leader and several elders in the gang seem to be outsiders." The elegant middle-aged man said: "Relying on us, it will be difficult to find out their background in a short time."

"It's nothing more than the county guard, the guard general, and the county magistrate." The man in linen snorted coldly.

"Be careful." Wu Qiming frowned.

However, everyone present knew very well that if it was just a small gang with dozens or hundreds of people, it might really have no background.

But like the Liehu Gang, which has grown to thousands of members and is famous throughout Licheng, who would believe it if there is no tacit approval of the big shots in the background?

With three thousand garrison troops, it was easy to disperse a large gang of tens of thousands of people.

With six hundred garrison troops, it was normal to defeat one hundred thousand refugees in one battle.

The so-called 'lords of big gangs' may seem majestic, but most of them are just tools used by big shots to make money and do dirty work.

"Clan leader, why don't you ask Brother Yuan if he has a lot of money?" Mr. Accountant couldn't help but said: "When the clan is rich, it won't be too late to give it to Brother Yuan."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at Wu Qiming.

"no!"

Wu Qiming shook his head and said: "Let's see, the clan's treasury cannot leave nothing. Prepare five thousand taels of silver and divide it into two parts. I will go to the Liehu Gang myself."



Time passes day by day.

On this day, Wu Yuan came to the martial arts academy to practice as usual. As the fourth in the last 'Martial Academy Competition', he did not participate in several small competitions this year. But among the latest batch of elite disciples, who dares to say that they can beat him?

In Li City, Wu Yuan is already a well-known 'genius'.

Dean Zhang Da even personally ordered that his training room be provided exclusively to him and would be taken back after the martial arts competition next year.

Just after noon.

"Wu Yuan." His personal teacher 'Huan Xinyan' appeared outside the training room and said coldly: "Your tribe is here to find you. It seems there is something very important. They are waiting for you outside the martial arts academy."

"Clan member?" Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you Master Huan, I'll go right away."

Wu Yuan had some doubts in his heart.

In the past few years of practicing in the martial arts academy, except for the clan leader and his mother, no clan leader has ever come to the martial arts academy to look for him.

Quickly arrived at the gate of the martial arts academy.

One glance.

Wu Yuan saw a few people at the door. An elegant middle-aged man who was anxious and panting appeared to be in a hurry.

"Uncle Dongyao." Wu Yuan strode forward to greet him.

Wu Dongyao was one of the only three "xiucai" from the Wu family in Licheng. He was famous for his resourcefulness and had a high status among the Wu family.

"Wu Yuan, only you can save the patriarch now." Wu Dongyao said quickly.