The money gang is strictly hierarchical, clear from top to bottom, rules and obedience are engraved in the mind, everyone abides by their duties and does not dare to slack off.

Under such rules, the so-called strictest place is, of course, the most important place.

Cheng Ming easily found his destination, like a leaf, drifting into the back garden with the wind, without alerting anyone along the way.

Faintly hearing the sound of talking, a smile appeared at the corner of Cheng Ming's mouth, took the big pipe behind him, took a deep breath, and raised his head and spewed it out.

A thick white line of smoke rose into the sky, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Who's where? Who? ”

With a soft shout, the hunting wind sounded, and a person suddenly appeared in front of Cheng Ming.

This person is dressed as a Confucian student, thirty or forty years old with a gentle temperament, introverted crutches are dark and shiny, and at a glance he knows that he is cast of fine iron, which is extremely heavy.

Cheng Ming thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "King Kong Iron Kidnapping Zhuge Xiong?" ”

Zhuge Xiong's pupils shrank, and he said word by word: "Ghost King Kong Cheng Ming? ”

Cheng Ming hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't call this bandit, I don't know which bastard named it for me, it's really ugly." Let's call me the God of Wealth, after all, I'm a businessman! ”

Zhuge Xiong's face was cold and said: "You trespass on money, the criminals will not be forgiven, and they will die obediently!" ”

As soon as he said this, he shook his body and suddenly appeared in front of Cheng Ming's eyes, and an iron pipe smashed on Cheng Mingling's cover.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Zhuge Xiong flew out diagonally, and took five or six steps back in a row before standing firmly.

"The rumors are true, your horizontal practice kung fu is really powerful, but ......"

He slammed his hand, and the six-inch tip of the knife popped out from the lower end of the iron crutch, and it went straight to his throat like lightning.

Cheng Ming sighed, "All of them are like this, and they never let people speak." ”

As soon as Zhuge Xiong rushed up, a huge pipe suddenly appeared on his left side, slammed him on the shoulder, and instantly smashed him out.

Zhuge Xiong drew a perfect arc in the air and disappeared directly from sight.

"If you don't understand people's words, when do you want to hide?" Cheng Ming put his hand on the pergola and looked into the distance, and said lightly.

More than a dozen figures suddenly flashed behind him, dressed differently and with different blades, but with the same momentum and the same hostility.

There is only one tall middle-aged man with an indifferent expression, his momentum is like a mountain, and he is as stable as Mount Tai.

The first time Cheng Ming turned around and saw him, he knew that he was Shangguan Jinhong.

His clothes are not glamorous, and his appearance is not handsome, but he is so conspicuous surrounded by this group of masters who highlight their personalities.

Like the midday sun, it should not be ignored by others.

In Cheng Ming's imagination, the world's number one gang leader should have the momentum of an overlord, Liu Bang's scheming, Wang Mang's means, and finally the invincible martial arts in the world.

But now Cheng Ming found that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Shangguan Jinhong is Shangguan Jinhong, and there is no need to put any labels. He simply stood there, and he made people feel a momentum of swallowing the world.

He's not sharp, he's not fierce, he's just steady, and his steadiness seems to be in control.

The dragon and phoenix ring of the son and mother were originally known for their strange moves, vicious and ruthless, and the emphasis was on a surprise, and the sword went sideways.

However, it is such a martial art, but in the hands of Shangguan Jinhong, it exudes a dignified momentum.

It makes people feel that he is controlling the weapon, not the weapon controlling him.

It was this stable character that sent him to the second place in the weapon spectrum, and easily replaced the old and frail Sun Baifa.

Today he is the real number one master.

Can't beat it!

The first time he saw Shangguan Jinhong, Cheng Ming knew that he was not his opponent.

But it's just that it's not an opponent, and it's impossible to kill yourself.

Shangguan Jinhong was silent, and none of his subordinates dared to speak.

He looked at Cheng Ming indifferently, as if waiting for Cheng Ming to take the initiative to explain everything.

He has this self-confidence because he is Shangguan Jinhong.

Cheng Ming secretly stumped in his heart, he was really the number one gang leader in the world, and his bearing was extraordinary.

Compare what you did in the previous plane, and the gap will come out at once.

Cheng Ming clenched his fists and said, "Cheng Ming! The main reason for coming here this time is to see the demeanor of the Shangguan Gang Leader, and secondly, there is a win-win small business I want to talk to the Shangguan Gang Leader. ”

Shangguan Jin Hong looked at him quietly, and said lightly after a long while: "I have heard of your reputation, you don't know martial arts at all!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Especially the masters behind him, just now they saw Zhuge Xiong being beaten away, why did the gang leader say this.

Cheng Ming was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "I can be regarded as meeting someone who understands!" To tell you the truth, the only set of martial arts I have ever practiced in Xia is still obtained from a little bastard with more than a month's money. ”

Shangguan Jinhong nodded and turned to leave.

Cheng Ming was stunned.

At this time, a person glanced at him and followed Shangguan Jinhong, this person was wearing a golden shirt with short corners that could only cover his knees. There are three scars on his face, and his eyes are dead gray, like a murderous villain in a comic.

Jing has no life!

A name popped up in Cheng Ming's mind.

Looking at his sword, it was indeed worn on the right.

The rest of the people glanced at Cheng Ming coldly and got out of the way. Only then did Cheng Ming know that Shangguan Jinhong was letting him go with him.

hurriedly walked forward, and complained in his heart: You are so good to give a hint.

The three of them entered a pavilion, Shangguan Jinhong sat down, and Jing Wuming stood behind him like his shadow, motionless.

Cheng Ming sat opposite, looking at the two of them, feeling particularly awkward.

I really don't understand what martial arts people are thinking......

"Straight to the point, I know that the Money Gang will soon take the world by storm, so I want to take advantage of the general trend of the Money Gang to do some small business."

"Please tea!"

Shangguan Jinhong didn't seem to listen to what Cheng Ming was saying at all, took the teapot on the small table, poured himself a cup, and took a sip. His gaze was so calm that it seeped through, as if nothing outside could cause a stir in his heart, except power.

It's awkward to speak......

Cheng Ming took out a piece of gold from his arms, and took out a few more banknotes and put them on the small table.

"This kind of banknote is only made here by me, and no one outside can counterfeit it. I want to take advantage of the general trend of the Money Gang and use my banknotes to replace the treasure money and the flying money of the major banks. Take the financial flow of the whole world in your hands. ”

Shangguan Jinhong moved his eyelids, as if he was a little interested, he put down the teacup and looked at Cheng Ming quietly, still did not speak.

Cheng Ming fiddled with the banknotes and continued: "These banknotes are different according to their color and face value, and they can be exchanged for one tael, five taels, ten taels, twenty taels, and one hundred taels of gold. Give as you go, no delay or owe. The money bank only recognizes banknotes and not people. When banknotes occupy the entire market, how much profit there is, I think Shangguan Gang Leader himself knows very well! ”

The pavilion suddenly fell silent, the two sat opposite each other and drank tea, Cheng Ming didn't explain too much, and left everything to Shangguan Jinhong to judge.

After half an hour, Shangguan Jinhong suddenly spoke: "I want to take seventy percent!" ”

Cheng Ming smiled, this matter is done!