Yangzhou, known as Guangling in ancient times.

In the southeastern region, it is an extremely prosperous town. As a north-south transportation hub, commerce and trade are developed, and it has the reputation of "Huaizuo Famous Capital, Zhuxi Best Place".

The famous Qinglong Gang is entrenched in this Yangzhou city.

Of course, it's just that the general rudder is in Yangzhou City.

In fact, the Qinglong Gang, which made its fortune with Caoyun, has long spread its business throughout the southeast region, and even extended to Lingnan, which can be said to be deep-rooted.

As a gang, the reputation of the Qinglong Gang is unexpectedly good.

In Chen Jingle's mind, this kind of gangs in the rivers and lakes should belong to the kind of gangs that bully the weak and fear the hard, run rampant and domineering, and specialize in bullying ordinary people.

Who knows, it's not like that.

Gao He, the old gang leader of the Qinglong Gang, is righteous and heroic, and tries his best to restrain the members of the gang, not to wantonly provoke trouble and provoke, but also to help maintain the law and order of Yangzhou City.

Therefore, it is well received by this generation of people.

At the same time, Gao He, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, has strong martial arts, has been sitting in Yangzhou for decades, as stable as Mount Tai, and everyone in the rivers and lakes is respectful.

In the entire Southeast Martial Arts, there are many sects and gangs, large and small, and there is a faint tendency to be dominated by the Qinglong Gang.

On Gao He's 60th birthday, many southeast martial arts colleagues were invited to watch the ceremony.

……

At this moment, Chen Jingle was standing at the door of an inn.

"Is there an inn......?

Looking at the plaque on the door, the corners of Chen Jingle's mouth twitched.

Could it be that it is still a chain of martial arts planes in the whole universe?

After two glances, he retracted his gaze and stepped into the inn.

The clever shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him and said enthusiastically: "Please be in the guest officer, are you eating or staying in the hotel?"

There are many guests sitting in the lobby on the first floor, including Confucian scholars, businessmen, and heroes.

It's like filming a costume drama.

Chen Jingle has been going all the way, and he is no longer surprised.

However, his hairstyle and outfit, as well as the huge compound bow bag at the back, were quite strange to others, attracting a lot of surprised eyes, but no one said anything.

Looking at the horizontal knife in Chen Jingle's hand, coupled with his tall figure and quite imposing, he knew that it was not a simple thing.

When you go out, be careful, and don't get into trouble if you can.

For a while, everyone's voices subconsciously decreased a lot.

Chen Jingle's eyes swept over, took out a silver ingot, and said indifferently: "Eat, also live in a hotel, and want an upper room, is it enough?"

"Enough is enough!"

The fat shopkeeper next to him saw Yinliang, his eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Rest assured, you can rest assured, I promise to arrange it properly for you!"

With the eyesight of the shopkeeper, he could naturally see that the horizontal knife in the young man's hand was extraordinary, but he didn't say much, as long as he didn't make trouble at the inn.

The silver taels are exchanged directly through the system, so you don't have to worry about the origin.

Chen Jingle followed the shopkeeper upstairs.

Set up your backpack and take some important items with you. He didn't ask the shopkeeper to deliver the meal to the guest room, but chose to eat in the hall downstairs.

Inns, restaurants, and fireworks alleys have always been excellent places to inquire about news.

Chen Jingle appeared again, and everyone cast all kinds of eyes, surprised and disdainful.

Some people also muttered in their hearts, such a rich young master with arrogant flesh and fair skin will come out to explore the rivers and lakes when he is so idle that his eggs hurt.

I really don't know how to write dead words.

Chen Jingle occupied a table in the corner, ordered two plates of signature side dishes and a pot of tea, and while eating, he silently pricked up his ears to pay attention to the conversation of the surrounding crowd.

"Eh, I've heard about it, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, Gao He, celebrated his 60th birthday, and sent out invitations to invite heroes from all walks of life to the Qinglong Gang to watch the ceremony. ”

Not far away, a man with five big and three thick eyebrows danced, his eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over the horizontal knife on Chen Jingle's table, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Cut, do you still need to say that who doesn't know in the rivers and lakes?"

A companion next to him sneered very facelessly.

"The high gang master is bold and generous, righteous and cloudy, and has always been respected by fellow martial artists in the southeast, of course he wants to ask for a drink!"

"Qinglong Gang Gao He is indeed a character, who in the rivers and lakes doesn't give a thumbs up?"

"I heard that all the major sects of the Southeast Martial Arts have sent people over, and the pomp is really big. ”

“……”

The conversation of the guests at that table also attracted the attention of many people, and everyone had different thoughts for a while.

Chen Jingle was silent: "It seems that the plot has not started yet." ”

If nothing else, the Blue Dragon Gang will fall into infighting next, and the deputy gang leader Lin Feiyang sneak attack and injure the gang leader Gao He and imprison him in the gang dungeon.

And what Chen Jingle has to do is to rescue Gao He and kill Lin Feiyang.

In fact, Chen Jingle did not plan to go to remind Gao He.

Everyone didn't know each other, so they ran to tell people that "your righteous brother wants to kill you", in case the other party thinks that he is dividing the relationship between the brothers and the brothers, and draws a knife against each other without saying a word, it will be troublesome.

"It's not easy to get the gratitude of others, it's best to lend a hand in times of crisis, and the icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow. ”

"I just need to complete the task step by step, clear the dungeon, and don't make any extraneous branches. ”

Chen Jingle had such an idea.

"Old Song!"

At this moment, a well-dressed and high-spirited young man came from outside the door, and greeted the shopkeeper loudly.

Everyone stopped talking and looked over, and the guests at the table who were discussing the Qinglong Gang just now looked at each other and shrank their necks in unison.

Chen Jingle saw it and thought thoughtfully.

The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles: "Yo, why is Gao Shaoxia free to come over today?"

The young man, who was called Gao Shaoxia by the shopkeeper of Song, waved his hand: "Less nonsense, old rules, a jar of osmanthus stuffed, a roast chicken!"

"Okay, wait a minute!"

The shopkeeper smiled and agreed.

The young man turned his gaze around and walked to Chen Jingle's table: "This brother, don't you mind setting up a table?"

Chen Jingle looked up in amazement, only to find that except for his own table, everyone else was almost full.

He nodded: "Yes, I can't sit on four chairs alone anyway." ”

"Thanks!"

The young man arched his hand and sat down with a smile.

When the wine and food come up, pour a large bowl of wine first, and then grab a chicken thigh, and the meat is fragrant.

Two cups of osmanthus were stuffed in the throat, and the young man gradually became interested: "Little brother, listening to your accent, it seems that you are not a local?"

Chen Jingle took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and go out this time just to see the outside world and increase experience." ”

Gao Shaoxia sighed: "I really envy you, I can't do it." ”

Chen Jingle pondered, glanced at the whisperers around him, and asked in a low voice, "They seem to be afraid of you?"

The young man surnamed Gao laughed in a low voice: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I'm afraid of my grandfather." ”

Facing Chen Jingle's puzzled gaze, this Gao Shaoxia was curious: "You don't know who I am?"

Chen Jingle rolled his eyes: "I was here on the first day, I don't know." ”

Gao Shaoxia laughed: "Haha, interesting, I like honest people like you." ”

gave a thumbs up and grinned: "My name is Gao Junyi, and my grandfather is the leader of the Blue Dragon Gang." ”