Inside the meeting hall.
Deputy Gang Leader Lin laughed out loud: "Wash your face? Then wash it well, I promise! This is the last time you wash your face in this life."
The rest of the people also looked quite surprised.
Deputy gang leader Zhao looked at Tang Wen's calm expression and winked outside.
In a few breaths, two slaves carried in a long table.
Another person brought a copper basin.
There is water in the basin and white soap on the table.
Tang Wen rolled up his sleeves, picked up a handful of water, looked at his sallow face, and smiled.
It's time to give you a little shock of appearance.
Hua Hua Hua.
Tang Wen shook his water-covered hands, wiped his face with his sleeves, raised his head, and looked around.
Raise your glass and look at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree before the wind!
The high-ranking old men of the Blackwater Gang, who are well-informed and have a wide range of hobbies, were shocked for a moment.
Deputy gang leader Lin had planned an attack and accusation, but he also forgot the words.
this?
I have been a professional critic for thirty years!
What should I say?
Elder Li: If I looked like this, the number of wives and concubines would have to be doubled!
No, quadruple it.
Deputy Gang Leader Zhao: If I had such an appearance, A Liu would not have left me.
Another gang leader: The one with red lips and white teeth! I was moved when I saw him.
It's a pity that this kid belongs to Lao Zhao. Not only is he an average beast master, but he is also a genius in cultivation?
What a pity, what a pity!
never mind. Let’s go to Baima Pavilion in the inner city tonight.
An elder touched the money bag at his waist: Boy, does it cost money to go to a brothel?
Deputy gang leader Lin spoke several times and finally said the words: "With such a secretive appearance, there must be an agenda! Gang leader? Why don't you let me serve you with torture!"
There was deep malice in his eyes.
Tang Wen looked at him: I have prepared two explanations for why you disguise your appearance.
One is a story about Zhou Bing, a tall and powerful woman who took a fancy to her and took him away to be the wife of Yazhai.
But he decided to talk about the second one:
"I once passed by a small town where the wife of Deputy City Lord Lin,
Daughters, daughters-in-law, etc. are close to their female relatives.
Seeing me, they all offered me pillows and mats at night, but they couldn't even beat me away.
Later, they were jealous of me and killed me.
I also almost suffered a fatal disaster!
With great difficulty, he escaped with the help of a granddaughter of Deputy City Master Lin.
After that, I would not dare to show my true colors to others easily. "
He speaks like Deputy City Lord Lin.
Although everyone knew he was talking nonsense, they still looked at Deputy Gang Leader Lin.
The eyes are ambiguous and full of meaning.
Just make fun of him directly: Lao Lin, no wonder you are targeting this junior like this.
So that’s it!
Deputy gang leader Lin was furious: "You little beast! What nonsense!"
Seeing him stand up, it seemed like he was about to take action.
Tang Wen quickly moved two steps towards Deputy Gang Leader Zhao and shouted: "Deputy Gang Leader Lin clearly noticed that I have really never been to your house! You must not think too much about it!"
Phew.
Several deputy gang leaders and elders burst into laughter.
"Shut up you little beast!"
The wind blows hard.
Tang Wen held his head and hid behind deputy gang leader Zhao, shouting for help.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound.
"Old Zhao, don't stop me! I have to beat him to death."
"enough!"
The gang leader spoke up.
And the gang leader, worthy of being a gang leader, really grasped the key points as soon as he opened his mouth.
He stared at Tang Wen's handsome and unique face and asked:
"How old are you?"
Um?
All the senior officials were stunned.
Only then did he realize that Tang Wen's face was not only handsome, but also very young!
Just now, because his appearance was so stunning, he and others actually ignored this.
No, that’s not right!
When they took a closer look, their expressions immediately became subtle.
Not just young!
This guy is young and a little too much.
Tang Wen looked at everyone and took in everything.
He sighed deliberately and replied:
"Presumably, the gang leader understands the difficulty of not showing my true face.
To be honest, I came from a poor background, and I don’t know exactly how old I am.
All I know is that he should be less than twenty years old. "
He spoke frankly.
Although it is different from the real situation.
But every word is true.
All the deputy gang leaders and elders held their breath together.
The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
what does that mean?
A martial artist who is nineteen or twenty years old?
The gang leader's eyes changed several times: "Please invite Dr. Zhang to come quickly."
Tang Wen's heart skipped a beat.
When he competed with the Black Mountain Camp earlier, he knew that someone could judge a person's age by their face.
Of course, experienced people can also determine age by touching bones.
The guards leave.
Soon an old man wearing a long gown walked into the hall.
Seeing Tang Wen, the old man's eyes flashed with surprise.
Deputy gang leader Zhao pointed at Tang Wen: "Old Zhang, look at your age."
Mr. Zhang narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Wen carefully for dozens of seconds.
Seeing the latter makes my heart tremble.
Tang Wen's mental power is sharp.
As soon as the old man came in, he vaguely sensed an extraordinary aura.
No need to ask, this man is not only a doctor, but also a super strong man.
"Master, please allow me to take your pulse and feel your bones."
Tang Wen could only extend his hand in cooperation.
"Don't be nervous, I guess your age is pretty accurate."
Tang Wen thought to himself: It would be better if you didn't.
You will really see my true age later.
How will it end then?
Otherwise, why don't we just find a chance to leave Chandshan City?
Just tell Bai Youruo that the mission failed and his identity was discovered.
While he was thinking about something, Mr. Zhang touched his shoulder and said:
"You have trained your body well, and your muscles and bones are perfectly developed. I can't give you a specific age."
Tang Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that body training has this effect. No wonder the people from the Black Mountain Camp misjudged it.
Consider yourself fifteen as eighteen.
No matter what, it's fine as long as you can't tell your true age.
Zhang Lao smiled and said: "But, what is certain is that he will definitely not be more than seventeen years old!"
Speaking of the second half of the sentence, his tone was decisive.
There was a moment of silence in the meeting hall.
There were only a few deputy gang leaders and Mr. Zhang breathing slightly erratically.
A martial artist who is nineteen or twenty years old.
He is a rare genius.
Some second-generation Wushu, such as the most promising grandson of deputy gang leader Zhao, are probably at this level.
It can be said that as long as he grows up, he will become the mainstay of the gang.
However, he is a martial artist who is less than seventeen years old.
That's a monster!
The martial arts of visualization can only be practiced after one is a teenager.
Children from martial arts families cannot advance.
In addition, it takes time to refine one's body and become a warrior.
Even the second generation and the third generation of Wu had to lay a solid foundation step by step.
Although they have no shortage of various resources, the faster the better is not the stage of laying the foundation.
There are some examples of people who have accumulated little experience and become late bloomers.
Previously, the instructor arranged by deputy gang leader Zhao for Tang Wen commented that he was a martial arts genius that was only seen in thirty years.
He can't compare to the young master from the inner city, but within the gang, he is a little genius.
Today, a martial artist who is less than seventeen years old.
What concept?
Every person who lives in the mountain city is counted, even those who have lived since the city was founded.
Tang Wen can also be called a pervert,
We have a successor to the Blackwater Gang!
Tang Wen:......
"Didn't you say you couldn't tell? I think I should be at least eighteen years old, maybe twenty."
Mr. Zhang chuckled: "No. Definitely less than eighteen years old, less than seventeen years old. I'm still conservatively estimating."
Tang Wen quickly interrupted him: "Forgive me, junior, but have you never looked past me?"
Mr. Zhang shook his sleeves and said: "I have never failed in the past thirty years. If you don't believe it, we can take a look at the teeth again."
He stared at Tang Wen's mouth.
How dare Tang Wen let him see his teeth.
Can you really see that you are only fifteen, can you still have freedom in the future?
He waved his hands repeatedly: "Just think of me as seventeen."
Footsteps sounded.
The gang leader stepped down from his seat.
His eyes sparkled with an indescribable light.
"What an unexpected surprise! Unexpected, really unexpected."
"Yes, Gang Leader, I came back victorious yesterday, and today I discovered a young genius. What a double happiness!"
Elder Li stood up and said.
Deputy gang leader Lin was unwilling: "It's too early for Lao Li to say this. Whether he is a genius or not cannot be judged solely by his age. Only when he has a solid foundation can he be a genius. This kid is from a homeless background. I don't think he can be called a genius."
He spoke with certainty, as if he had seen Tang Wen wandering with his own eyes.
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(End of chapter)
