After passing through the back door, Gong Bing continued to walk down the hallway into the depths.

The back of the bar was much quieter, and there were no other customers except for a few men who looked frightened and feared him.

Even the former, when they saw him coming, they all avoided him in advance and walked away, hiding in other corridors or rooms, as if they saw a plague god.

The corridor was short, and Gong Bing didn't take a few steps to the end, then turned left and climbed the stairs.

Pushing open the wooden door of the room on the second floor, Old Barton was already waiting for him in the room.

"This room looks good." Gong Bing stepped forward, sat down on the wooden chair next to the other party, and casually commented.

"It's okay, it's all some old furnishings from the past, the times have progressed, and few people will like these things anymore." Hearing Gong Bing's evaluation, Old Patton seemed to be quite useful.

Although he had known Barton Sr. for a while, and the two had worked together for a while, this was the first time he had entered this room, and it seemed to be his own private room.

It is more or less in the style of decoration and furnishings in England and France in the nineteenth century.

Let Gong Bing have a sense of intimacy, he leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and the person unconsciously relaxed.

"It's just that the chair is a little hard, and it would be better if you changed it to a sofa or put on a layer of soft cushions or cloth covers." Gong Bing put aside the wine glass handed by Old Patton and said.

"I'm old and my bones are hard, I can't stand those soft chairs." Old Barton laughed at himself.

"By the way, did you notice the reaction of the drunkards just as you walked through the hall?"

"I'm not blind." Gong Bing blinked and replied to him.

"Do you know, you have now become a god in Green Town, and there is no one who does not taboo you, especially those small groups that think they are of some size, for fear that they will follow in the footsteps of the Wolf Gang and the Knife Gang and be cleaned up by you."

"A bunch of fools, thinking too much, if it weren't for the two of them taking the initiative to get together, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to them."

"Don't they know this, in the name of money? They can only think from their own point of view. ”

"The Wild Wolf Gang is because they provoked my friends, and the Little Knife Gang has nothing to do with me directly."

Although Baitou's death may have been implicated by him, in the final analysis, it was not he who did it directly, so Gong Bing explained more.

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter now, that's what people already think." Old Barton knew that Gong Bing was referring to the death of the white head, but he just smiled and pointed outside.

"You're scared too?" Gong Bing asked rhetorically.

"No, no, no, you're my rich man now, as long as we can work together, there's nothing to be afraid of, isn't it? Who can't get along with money, right? ”

After several collaborations, although the elder Barton is still jealous of Gong Bing, he will no longer be as frightened as before.

Gong Bing smiled, and then suddenly asked.

"Then you're not worried about the Black Sun Gang?"

Probably didn't expect the other party to ask this, Old Barton was obviously stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the bar subconsciously tightened.

Regarding the information about Old Patton, Gong Bing had already investigated it after he first came into contact.

He was not in the habit of turning a blind eye to an enemy so close to him.

When Patton Sr. was young, the gang that used to be mixed was now the Black Sun Gang.

However, at that time, the Black Sun Gang was just an ordinary gang with no name, and it was far from the scale that can span several provinces today.

At that time, it could be considered a medium-sized gang in a city, but if you zoom in to the entire province or even the entire south, then it is not even a fart.

When Old Patton first joined the Black Sun Gang, he was just an inconspicuous little brother, who was just running errands, doing chores, or being dragged to make a lot of noise when he clashed with other gangs.

It's just that the medium-sized Black Sun Gang has been maintained for ten or twenty years, but then somehow it suddenly and rapidly developed, not only with rich money, but also recruiting troops everywhere.

Then it began to expand outward, and the momentum was unstoppable.

As time progressed, it first became the leading big brother in the underworld of a city, and then in just a few years, it expanded its territory to several provinces, and its influence even reached the northern provinces.

Of course, there are many intrigues, betrayals, and bloody things.

But just when the Black Sun Gang's career was so thriving, Old Barton, who had already mixed in with the middle level, suddenly withdrew and withdrew from the Black Sun Gang with the money he had accumulated over the years.

Originally, with his qualifications, even if his ability was not good, sooner or later he would be able to get a small high-level gangster, not only did he go out and his little brother hugged him, but he was also feared by many people.

But he still left.

Gong Bing didn't know the reason, there must have been a story, but he wasn't interested in knowing, so he didn't continue to investigate.

As long as we can work together happily, we can get some money to spend.

Old Barton, who was originally in a daze, quickly recovered, and in order to hide Fang Cai's gaffe, he raised his wine glass and took a sip.

"Hehe, what's there to be afraid of, it's true that the Black Sun Gang is a big gang, but it's not something that can reach out at will anywhere."

"At least not in Greentown, it's you... Behind them, the territory of the Luo Clan Martial Arts Gym, they never allowed such a gang to do all the bad things to enter. ”

"The Black Sun Gang used to be unbelievable, but as a result, they fell a lot here, and the area around Green Town has become a forbidden area for them."

Barton Sr. explained.

Gong Bing wiped the bridge of his nose, and he seemed to be able to relate to the scene of the conflict between the two back then.

Treating others with oneself, how terrifying is the strength of a heaven-level martial artist.

Even if the army is dispatched, don't want to leave him behind, let alone a gangster?

"It's hard to do, but what about the soft ones?" Gong Bing said.

"In this acre and three points of land, the Black Sun Gang can't touch me, and I'm just a small person, not worth their trouble dealing with." Old Barton shook his head and continued to say to him: "It's you, you have to be more careful, don't think that you can mess around with your back to Luo Wu." ”

"To be able to stand tall for so many years, the Black Sun Gang has more than a few guns in their hands, and there are strong secret martial artists like you, I think they will definitely not be lacking."

Gong Bing pursed his lips, he never despised the enemy too much, and naturally kept an eye on the possible revenge of the Black Sun Gang and increased his vigilance, but his face was still expressionless and he didn't care.

Seeing this, Old Barton shook his head secretly and said no more.

It's hard to listen to the advice of a young man, especially a genius like him.

He was able to remind him more, and it was already out of the relationship of cooperation between the two parties.

If the other party still loses his life due to negligence, then he regrets at most that he has lost another way to make money.

So he changed the subject.

"You know what? Although people outside are scared now, there are also many people who want to come into contact with you. ”

"Someone found you?" Gong Bing asked.

Old Barton nodded.

The relationship between him and Old Patton is not difficult to find out as long as anyone with a heart checks it.

Therefore, people who are not sure of his personality and attitude naturally want to listen to some tone from Old Patton's mouth.

"Say no, you tell them that if you don't provoke me, then nothing will happen." It was not difficult to guess what those people were thinking, so Gong Bing was not interested in dealing with it at all.

"Don't talk about that, I'm not here to talk to you." Gong Bing waved his hand, and then said, "What do I want?" Are you ready? ”

"I've been ready for a long time, just waiting for you to come." Old Barton nodded, reached out and took out a palm-sized cardboard box from the cabinet next to him and placed it in front of Gong Bing.

"Just a box?" Gong Bing picked it up and asked.

Inside the box was a small section of something like sandalwood, a small plastic bottle of potion, and finally a packet of earthy powder.

Everything flutters lightly in your hand.

"Of course not, it's just one of them, there are nine more in the cupboard, and they do what you want." Old Barton pointed to the cabinet: "Of course, as long as the materials are sufficient, the medicinal materials you want will be available later." ”

Through the half-closed cabinet door, Gong Bing did see the small cardboard boxes that were neatly arranged.

Gong Bing took all the remaining nine portions out of the cabinet and put them into the bag he had prepared earlier, and then he was ready to get up and leave.

The long-awaited thing finally arrived, and at this time, he couldn't wait to rush home and quickly try to cultivate the method of chanting and gathering that could improve his spirit.

Knock knock.

Just then, there was a soft knock at the door.