Keep calm.
Tang Wen had already sent greetings to the eighteenth generation of Lin family ancestors in his heart.
But not today.
You even secretly cheered him on. You old boy is quite good at finding angles to argue with.
If you can speak, speak more.
I can say whatever you want today.
Anyway, it must not be his mother's peerless genius.
At this time, Tang Wen finally experienced the helplessness of being an "undercover agent".
He was afraid that the Blackwater Gang would not pay attention to him and would not get much resources. He would always hang out at the bottom and would not have time to investigate or practice martial arts.
I am even more afraid that they will pay too much attention to themselves.
Once you label yourself a peerless genius.
That's okay.
A peerless genius, a conservative estimate would require him to have bodyguards, right?
Deputy Gang Leader Lin:
"A warrior is like a tree, and its foundation is the root of the tree. If the foundation is not laid well, it is like the roots of the tree are not deep.
It is true that martial arts masters aged 17, 18 or 19 are rare.
But if the foundation is not strong, you cannot break through to the extraordinary.
Everything you say is false. "
After hearing this, Tang Wen kept nodding his head, as if he was convinced.
But didn't wait for him to say anything.
Dr. Zhang was not happy at first:
"Old Lin, at such an old age, he still has such a short temper.
Just now I took my pulse and felt my bones.
Do I know whether his foundation is solid or not?
Furthermore, I just said that he is good at body training, didn’t you hear?
Got donkey hair stuffed in your ears?
Tell you the truth!
His foundation is solid and almost complete.
The yang energy is so full that it almost overflows. I’m afraid he doesn’t usually approach women very much, right?
He has talent and self-control!
Absolutely genius. "
Tang Wen almost cried because of his praise.
Mr. Zhang, I know you are great.
But can we stop boasting?
"Excellent! Dr. Zhang is really honored."
Zhang Laoyi waved his hand with a smile on his face: "Your name is Tang Wen, right? I am also extraordinary and the number one doctor in the outer city. What do you think? Do you want to become my teacher?"
"Eh?" Tang Wen blinked: It seems good to have a doctor as his teacher. This old man seems to have a lot of status in the gang, and he won't be too exaggerated.
Now that I have a backer, I can feel more free.
"Junior", Tang Wengang wanted to agree.
Suddenly, there was a cough from behind.
It's the gang leader.
Tang Wen sighed silently.
Zhang Lao curled his lips in anticipation and silently stopped talking.
"Sir, the leader of the gang, my subordinates are in seclusion to break through the martial arts masters. At this time, they should not be considered martial arts masters."
Tang Wen said sincerely.
Elder Li wanted to kick him later. Do you know what you are talking about?
This is an opportunity that no one can ask for.
Deputy gang leader Zhao opened his mouth to make amends: "His first form of the Dark Night Divine Fist has already been mastered. The threshold of a martial artist has been crossed."
Elder Li also said: "Yes, this boy can also lift a large cauldron weighing thousands of kilograms. Old Zhao and I have seen it with our own eyes."
Deputy Gang Leader Zhao nodded: "One of my instructors commented that he is a genius that is only seen in thirty years."
The two sang together and praised Tang Wen to the fullest.
Tang Wen also gave up completely.
No matter how humble you say at this time, there is no way to make up for it.
Simply denying it will easily arouse suspicion.
"Mr. Zhao and Mr. Li are overly commendable. These subordinates are not geniuses. They just want to join the Blackwater Gang and seek a future."
The gang leader smiled slightly: "Then tell me, what kind of future do you want to pursue?"
Tang Wendao: "Before I came here, I thought that I could become extraordinary in this life and have some status in the city. If I marry a few wives and have a bunch of babies, my life would be complete."
"Haha, your thoughts are really simple!"
Everyone laughed.
Tang Wen touched his head and smiled gregariously as well.
Deputy Gang Leader Lin also smiled, but it was uglier than crying.
Elder Li and Deputy Gang Leader Zhao smiled very happily.
Tang Wen is their man.
The two are preparing to invest heavily and devote resources to training.
Unexpectedly, the investment just passed the seed round.
The gang leader directly "acquired" at a premium.
How could the two of them be happy?
The gang leader said: "The plan is good, don't plan anymore. Take a long-term view."
As he spoke, he became serious and his voice became deeper.
Everyone stopped laughing.
I know the show is coming.
Deputy Gang Leader Lin wanted to stop him, but he couldn't open his mouth.
"Tang Wen!"
"My subordinate is here."
The leader of the gang said loudly: "From now on, you have made outstanding achievements in the gang and are a martial arts genius. You will be my seventh son of the Blackwater Gang!"
"Thank you, leader!"
Tang Wen was stunned for a moment when he heard "Seventh Young Master".
Then reacted.
Feeling slightly relaxed.
"Come here, get the young master's token!" Elder Li shouted outside.
The black token is presented on a tray.
The gang leader picked it up casually.
Tang Wen glanced at it and was surprised to find it.
This token is actually smooth.
Not a word on it.
Just when he was confused.
The gang leader raised his finger, poked it lightly, and his finger sank into the metal token.
The relaxed look is like poking into tofu.
Metal dust rustled down.
Wait for Tang Wen to kneel down on one knee and take the token.
There are already two more characters "Qi" and "Tang" on it.
The seventh son of the Blackwater Gang - Tang Wen.
"I've met the Seventh Young Master!"
The gang leader's guards all bowed and saluted.
Tang Wen felt a little like "Fan Jin won the exam" at this time. He stayed for a few seconds before quickly returning the salute with his fists.
He looked at him dumbfounded, unable to figure out the situation.
Deputy gang leader Zhao introduced with a smile:
"In our Blackwater Gang, the leader of the gang is called the Young Master. You are the seventh Young Master, seventh in the order."
No. 7 overall.
Fortunately, it’s not too exaggerated.
Gang leader: "Today, let's decide on your title first. In half a month, there will be a big banquet in the gang to celebrate you."
Tang Wen: "Thank you, Gang Leader."
"You kid, why are you still calling me gang leader?"
Tang Wen was stunned for a moment, then looked at the gang leader with a smile on his face, understood, and quickly bowed deeply: "Thank you, mentor!"
The gang leader nodded.
"Mentor" is a good title.
And Tang Wen also figured it out.
The boat is done, the car has been driven, and the doors are welded shut.
Anyway, you can’t resist it, so enjoy it!
Anyway, as long as his true strength is not exposed.
There are many benefits to having this level of status.
The gang leader gave some words of encouragement.
Everyone came forward to congratulate.
Only Deputy Gang Leader Lin lagged behind, his face flushed with pain and unable to say a word of congratulation.
He was an old man in the gang, and the gang leader did not criticize him harshly.
In fact, this is also the scene that the gang leader wants to see.
The following elders and deputy gang leaders are also welcome.
It doesn’t matter between young masters.
There must be conflict and competition.
Otherwise, if everything is monolithic below, he, the gang leader, will really have a headache.
The gang leader said: "The [Azure Slate] I brought back yesterday can quickly increase your mental power. I will let you use it first when your state is stable."
"Uh, thank you, mentor." Tang Wen quickly lowered his head, fearing that his expression would show any flaws.
[Azure Blue Slate] He knows it well, and he has hidden one himself.
The gang leader didn't know, so he just pretended that he hadn't heard of it: "The [Azure Blue Slate] is a rare object, which is of great benefit to a martial artist's mental training. You will know when you use it in the future... Come on, call the painter."
Painter?
Tang Wen couldn't hold himself any longer.
Are you trying to draw me?
(End of chapter)
