In the White Tiger Village, women are in charge, so aren’t they a group of White Tiger girls?
Such a village needs to be managed carefully and thoroughly!
Tang Wen's eyes showed determination: "Don't worry, Mr. Liu, no matter how evil they are, I will completely conquer them."
Snapped!
"Ouch. Why did you hit me?" Tang Wen covered his head.
Deputy gang leader Liu slowly retracted his palm and said angrily: "What are you thinking about every day! As an old man, I can't understand the meaning of your words? Let me tell you, their guardian beast is a white tiger, with top-level sixth-grade combat power! Why? Like? Go ahead! Go and conquer me and see."
"Ah? True White Tiger, top level six? How to fight like this?"
Tang Wen frowned. He only loved fake white tigers, not real white tigers.
The combat power of the top sixth-grade beasts is stronger than that of ordinary sixth-grade martial artists.
What's more, the white tiger is a wind beast and has excellent wind control talent.
Guaranteed that you can't be beaten and you can't run away.
Seeing that he finally realized that he was in trouble, Mr. Liu stroked his beard and gloated.
"Mr. Liu, you have to help me!" Tang Wen asked curiously: "How did Zhao Zhe conquer such a village?"
Deputy gang leader Liu said in a semi-sarcastic tone: "I'm not worried about your boy's safety. Women are in charge, and there is a tradition of borrowing seeds. Your reputation for being good at spear skills is well known both inside and outside the gang. At worst, we can conquer them on another battlefield!"
Tang Wen touched his chin, lowered his head and pondered: Well, is there still such a way to say it? It doesn't seem impossible.
Old Liu's beard started to blow.
Dry!
Are you really thinking about it?
Deputy gang leader Liu raised his hand and wanted to give him another shot.
Tang Wen tilted his head and dodged, joking, even though you are at the peak of the sixth level, it's not like I can't avoid you.
The former's eyes were surprised and he stopped joking: "Okay, whether you can control the White Tiger Village depends on fate. They have to ask the patron saint Bai Hu for everything. If the patron saint is willing, he will recognize you. If the patron saint is not willing, he will recognize you. As long as it is clear. Just listen to our instructions and have normal trade."
"good!"
Hearing Tang Wen agree readily, Mr. Liu was speechless: "Don't you want to fight for it? Zhao Zhe can win them, why can't you try hard?"
Tang Wen shook his head: "I don't want to."
"You lazy boy. Aren't you afraid that others will say you are not as good as Zhao Zhe?"
Tang Wen smiled: "I can't take care of the White Tiger Village, and I can't take care of the people who arranged for me?"
These words made Deputy Gang Leader Liu grind his teeth: "...You are so damn good, you were born to be the gang leader."
"I am over-flattered."
"Am I praising you? You shameless boy, get out of here!" Mr. Liu pointed at the door.
As a superior, being shameless is a basic operation.
"Don't be angry. Help me delay it for a month. I still have a lot of useless sixth-grade blood marrow! Wait for me to retreat for a month, and I will definitely be able to conquer them!"
"It sounds like a human saying."
After leaving the Blackwater Gang's main hall, Tang Wen took the lead and walked ahead.
Liang Yu, housekeeper Shui Mo, and a team of female warriors followed behind carrying a large box.
The account books and documents in the box were filled to the brim with troikas.
Similar to Shuiyun's Qishatang.
The eldest son Zhao Zhe also has his own independent organization, and this place is very famous.
The location is on the street next to the Blackwater Gang, in a large courtyard with five buildings.
The middle building is the tallest, with five floors, and is reserved exclusively for Zhao Zhe.
It is precisely because of this building that this place is quite famous.
The remaining four buildings are all three-story, distributed around and guarding the center.
When Tang Wen arrived, everyone spontaneously came out of the building to greet him.
Looking at the dark heads in front of him, he sighed in his heart: He has no time to take care of it, so who can he find to take over?
"Sir, we can't do it."
Liang Yu and Shui Mo begged in their ears.
The warm fragrant wind blew in his ears, and Tang Wen's eyes were full of evil: "If you can't do it, you will be punished."
"Master!"
"Master."
The two girls held their arms and acted coquettishly, feeling the friction of the warm water. Tang Wen snorted and had no intention of letting them go.
Liang Yu served him for a long time.
After understanding the hint, he immediately leaned into his ear and whispered, "I will satisfy the young master tonight."
The housekeeper was slow for a moment, feeling secretly annoyed, but she quickly followed.
"Okay, Liang Yu, go find senior sister and ask her to send more people." The industry and manpower that Tang Wen wants to take over are as complex as those of a listed company.
There are too few people and it will be too busy.
The housekeeper Shui Mo smiled bitterly: "Sir, the lady has a lot to take over. At most, a few people will be sent to supervise the work."
The eldest son fell.
Everyone in his circle fell in love with Shui Yun.
As for changing the court, you can't just visit the house and talk about it, you need to show sincerity.
For example, giving up part of the military power in their hands, such as sharing the scarce mineral deposits they control somewhere.
There are also people who were originally neutral, but also turned to Shui Yun.
Under such circumstances, Shui Yun was naturally much busier than Tang Wen, and his subordinates were even more busy.
But gritting his teeth, it wasn't like he couldn't find someone to help Tang Wen.
However, things have priorities, and those who join the new team or join the team must be treated with caution.
The sincerity they show must be carefully scrutinized to prevent any hidden dangers.
Tang Wen is one of his own, and the things he takes over are simpler, so he might as well take his time.
Liang Yu hesitated and said: "Sir, I'm afraid you have to stay here for the next time. There are two extraordinary people here, and we can't control them."
Tang Wen frowned and said nothing.
He didn't want to waste time here.
It's great to have power, wealth, enjoy the worship of everyone, and control the future and even life and death of thousands of people.
But these are all false. Personal strength comes first.
Then we need to find someone extraordinary to take charge. Who should we find?
Tang Wen did not tell the people who greeted him to disperse, it was time to get to work.
He took the two women to the front of the main building.
Just now at the door, he had smelled the scent of powder coming from here.
"Is this Zhao Zhe's 'Sangzhi Building'?"
Sangzhi Tower is a mockery, to be precise, it is "Bliss Tower".
Not a little famous.
Tang Wen stood in front of the court and looked at the five-story building in front of him.
From the outside, there is nothing special about the black walls, gray tiles and arched cornices.
It is only much higher than an ordinary five-story stone building, with smaller windows. There is a human lift on each side that can go directly to the fifth floor.
When guests enter the elevator, they only need to pick up the golden hammer and strike the golden gong in front of them.
When the slaves on standby heard the noise, they immediately pulled the winch, the steel rope rolled, and the elevator slowly rose up to the fifth floor.
"Sir, let's take the elevator!" the housekeeper suggested.
"No, go to the first floor!" Tang Wen took a step forward and explained in a nonchalant manner: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to see what kind of blissful method this Paradise Tower is."
The two women were helpless, their beautiful eyes filled with worry.
You know, Zhao Zhe is the first young master in the gang.
His martial arts talent is not as good as that of Tang Wen, so he is a temporary choice.
After becoming a prince, his power gradually increased, his actions became more and more wanton, and he began to indulge his desires.
The strange thing is that the gang leader didn't care about him. After typing a few words, he let him be swallowed up by desire.
After becoming extraordinary, Zhao Zhe hooked up with the Huang family and built this "Bliss Building" to enjoy himself even more.
It took three years and seven months to barely go from a beginner's level extraordinary to a senior level extraordinary.
This progress is not too slow for ordinary people, but it is too slow for a young man known as a genius.
As a result, the name "Bliss Tower" spread.
It was ridiculed as the "Desperate Building", where one loses one's morale by playing with things.
The two women were worried, and Tang Wen became discouraged because of this.
In fact, it wasn't just the two of them, there were many people in the gang who were watching Tang Wen's actions.
Knowing that he was here to take over the famous "Bliss Building", everyone wanted to know how many days it would take him to come down.
The Sixth Young Master's people even opened a handicap in private.
[If you go downstairs that day, you will be compensated ten points]
[Go downstairs in five days and pay five for one]
[Go downstairs in fifteen days and you’ll get one for each]
[Go downstairs after one month and get one out of five]
【……】
The most popular bet made by punters was that he would go downstairs in a month.
Their reasons are good.
Tang Wen has a young mind and is good at "gun skills". Shui Yun has been busy recently and has no time to pay attention to him for at least a month.
In addition, he is young and has just entered the extraordinary world with his natural talents.
Inside and outside the city, almost no one can compare.
After years of hard work, now that you are successful and you have taken over so much power, why don't you have a good celebration?
Many conditions are added together.
Even Deputy Gang Leader Zhao, who was optimistic about him, felt that if Tang Wen didn't enjoy himself for a month, he would be sorry for his hard work.
The bettors were betting on odds of [5 to 1], but there was too much money.
As a last resort, the sixth master who opened the market closed the market early because he was afraid of losing too much.
Afterwards, everyone waited together to watch the excitement.
No one except Tang Wen himself knew about such a big movement.
Everyone in the gang, including Shui Yun, had heard about it even if they didn't participate.
At the same time, inside the Seven Kills Hall.
Someone came to report: "Hall Master, the Seventh Young Master has entered the 'Bliss Tower'."
Shui Yun, who was flipping through a stack of accounts, paused for a moment, then continued flipping through the pages without comment.
Come back.
She turned over the accounts faster and faster.
My heart is still confused.
Shui Yun raised her slender neck and looked out the window with deep eyes.
At the beginning, his father did not forcefully interfere with Zhao Zhe's reasons for enjoying himself and losing his ambition.
She didn't understand it when she was young, but she slowly understood it after taking power.
As the successor of a force.
One person is inferior to ten thousand people.
It is okay to be addicted to beauty, wine, power, and even male sex.
However, being addicted to it is not a skill.
You must have the will to break out of the things you are obsessed with without any external force, just by your own will!
If this is not possible.
He is not worthy of taking over power.
Even if he reluctantly takes the position, the mainstay of the gang will not be convinced.
Zhao Zhe, who was misled by pleasure, not only hooked up with the Huang family, but all the three major families in the inner city secretly supported him.
He can't take the position of gang leader either.
But if Zhao Zhe can't do it, can Tang Wen do it?
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes in the dark.
Tang Wen was full of interest, jubilation, and excitement. He took two steps and three steps at a time, and entered the Paradise Tower.
As soon as I entered the door, my eyes were filled with white flowers.
Hundreds of orioles and swallows all bowed down together, pairs of long snow-white legs, and knelt down on the ground without hesitation, saying: "I have met the young master. From this day on, we all regard Mr. Tang Wen as our master!"
After two sentences, they shouted again crisply:
"I've met the master!"
Depend on!
This guy Zhao Zhe enjoys it much more than I do.
Hundreds of beauties, with eager eyes filled with fear, like kittens afraid of being abandoned by their owners.
It was Tang Wen, looking down at the swaying snow-white grace, his mind kept swaying.
If you have to find fault, you can only say that these women are too weak and are just martial arts disciples.
He glanced for a few times, then turned to look at the furnishings in the building, calmed down, and walked up to the second floor.
Zhao Zhe did not disappoint him.
The number of women on the second floor was slightly smaller, thirty-six in total.
But all of them are one of the best in beauty, and half of them are warriors.
They chanted the same slogans, wore tight-fitting dresses, bowed down, and met Tang Wen.
The body of a warrior is well-proportioned.
They knelt down and put their hands on the ground, which showed their sincerity.
The tight skirt that hugged the upper thighs outlined peaches and full moons.
Tang Wen didn't speak, but he watched for three minutes on the second floor.
Then he struggled to open his legs, bent over, and walked up to the third floor.
The third floor was dimly lit, with only the luminous crystals inlaid above the head shining.
In front of him is a cross corridor, with doors on both sides of the corridor.
Standing in front of each door were women who looked like housekeepers and were wearing white clothes and black skirts.
The housekeeper looked at their clothes and then at herself.
It cannot be said that they are not related, they are exactly the same.
There is no such thing as wearing the same clothes in a mountain city, but a woman's focus is always the same. The fire in her heart suddenly comes out: "What are you doing? Open the door."
Many housekeepers turned pale and quickly opened the door behind them. Then, kneel down one by one.
It can be seen that these women kneel down at every turn.
First, Zhao Zhe has great rules.
Secondly, when the master changed, they were frightened and did not dare not to kneel down.
The leading woman did not dare to be pretentious anymore and quickly introduced: "Sir, the third floor is all empty rooms, with different furnishings and different styles."
Tang Wen walked over and took a general look.
The first pink gauze curtain filled the room, and the maid inside was also wearing a pink see-through gauze skirt.
Half-hidden and half-revealed, even more alluring.
In addition to color themes, there are also bathing and massage scenes, shop scenes, restaurant scenes, etc.
In short, all the places that are available in the mountain city are available here.
Come and enjoy the taste of hundreds of brothels on this floor.
"Sir, you've been working so hard all over the place, why don't you let the slaves take care of you?" the housekeeper on the third floor suggested boldly.
Liang Yu immediately glared at her: "How dare you! You can stay if you want, young master, why do you have to talk?"
The woman who had just stood up immediately knelt down, her face panicked and her whole body shaking.
Tang Wen turned around slowly and asked casually: "Why did you react so loudly today?"
After that, he didn't take it seriously and motioned the woman to get up with his eyes.
"I definitely want to stay overnight. Let's go up to the fourth floor and have a look."
Stepping up the stairs, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music could be heard.
What comes into view are four twirling and dancing women.
Under the beat of the drum, the little feet as white as lotus roots stepped on the black shiny stone platform and danced rapidly.
The skirt of the black and red horse-faced skirt is flying, and the legs are straight and crossed, and the scenery is infinite.
Looking at the faces again, there are four people with two looks - twins.
"Good work deserves reward!"
After watching for a few minutes, Tang Wen stepped in and saw different words hanging on the door: feet, legs, buttocks, chest, and lips.
He didn't understand, but he was shocked.
I opened the door and entered the first room:
Several women sit upright with their feet on the bamboo chairs, each with its own beauty:
Small and exquisite, but full of voluptuousness, white and rosy, round and jade-like.
The lines are smooth and fair-boned, and the fingers are slender and as delicate as fat.
…
The white jade is flawless and beautiful.
Tang Wen forgot to breathe and trembled slightly.
I can't help but wonder: Am I really foot-controlling?
These women themselves are stunning beauties.
Only the jade feet are more perfect.
Damn it!
Who can bear it if Zhao Zhe is dead and still messing with me?
Can you endure it and still be human? !
(End of chapter)
