On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are countless painting boats.

One of the grandest and most gorgeous one, built with two floors of splendid pavilion, there is a plaque hanging on the pavilion, the big book has a word "Wu", the strength is strong, the momentum is rough.

The men's cheering and shouting came from the building, and it was very lively.

"This is the helmsman of our Cao Gang." Wang Hu led Xiao Tingchen and came in a small boat, "Young Master Xiao, have you really thought about it, you want to challenge Yan Chitose?" It must be known that since Yan Qiansui defeated the ten eminent monks of Jiming Temple twenty years ago, few people dared to challenge him. The only challengers are all well-known swordsmen on the rivers and lakes. However, it was no surprise that everyone was smashed into meat sauce by Yan Chitose with his fists......"

If it weren't for Yan Qiansui's kung fu, how could he Wang Hu be willing to be subservient to others for so many years?

He glanced at the boy.

The young man in the bellflower blue suit, standing on the bow of the boat with a long body and jade, red lips and white teeth, and a good appearance.

The river was covered with fine snow, and his slender fingertips held a very thin pipe of smoke, and he was leisurely exhaling smoke rings.

He reminded again: "Young Master Xiao, martial arts are different from your imperial examinations. went to the ring, life and death conceited. Even if the Xiao family comes to the door in the future, our Cao Gang will not be responsible. ”

Xiao Tingchen smiled, "Don't worry, even if I die here, no one will come to trouble you." ”

After speaking, the figure of Su Jiu suddenly appeared in his mind.

He hooked his lips and changed his words: "Perhaps, a little girl will come to you to ask for your guilt." ”

The boat slowly approached the big luxury ship.

Wang Hu led him onto the boat, shaking his dark face with muscles, "Young Master Xiao, boarding this ship, you can't afford to regret it." If you can really kill Yan Qiansui, I, Wang Hu, will recognize you as my godbrother and let you be the second child of the Cao Gang, and if you want to transport goods in the future, my brother and I will give you free shipping! ”

The boy's smile was gentle.

What does he want Wang Hu to do with that little favor?

Wang Hu was worried about the position of the leader of the Cao Gang,

Why not?

As long as the Cao Gang is swallowed, it can monopolize Jiangnan Freight, which can not only crush the opponent, but also greatly reduce the cost of doing business.

Over time, the profits born in it are not an exaggeration to call them rich and rival countries.

And these,

will become a bargaining chip for him to enter Chang'an City in the future.

Wang Hu, who walked in front, was smiling.

He only thinks that Xiao Tingchen is stupid when he reads, and he will try to challenge Yan Chitose in vain.

But for him, Xiao Tingchen's challenge is more beneficial than harmful.

If he loses, he just loses Xiao Tingchen's life, and it has nothing to do with him.

If he is lucky to win, he Wang Hu will be able to sit in the position of the leader of the Cao Gang without much effort.

Whether it is the gold, silver and jewelry that Yan Qiansui has accumulated privately in the past few decades, or the beauties who have been raised by him in Fenghuatai, he can all get it......

It's a pie-in-the-sky thing!

Xiao Tingchen stepped into the pavilion with Wang Hu, only to see that the pavilion was magnificent, and there were hundreds of small leaders of the Cao Gang from hundreds of rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, all gathered together, and applauded excitedly to the center of the lobby.

In the center of the lobby are two strong men, engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Xiao Tingchen raised his eyes and looked at the other side.

On the Zijin Taishi chair opposite, a man in his fifties was sitting in the middle of his face.

Unlike Wang Hu and others, his long gray hair is meticulously coiled, he wears a brown and black woven gold Ruyi pattern wide robe with large sleeves, a wide chest and a wide back, and his eyes are bright, quite like a generation of grandmasters.

The two beauties were kneeling at his feet, pinching his legs with their eyebrows down.

"Tsk, it's not shallow......

Less young laughs.