The Blood Knife Gang has the rule that the strong go up and the weak go down, and the bucktooth ability is not good, in order to keep his position, he can only continue to rely on Zhao Lei, and he will be more loyal.

Zhao Lei was therefore able to firmly control Wutang in his own hands, but he didn't expect that bucktooth was not greedy enough to swallow elephants, but he resented himself because of it, but fortunately, because he was bucktooth, he couldn't turn up any storms, and his incompetence kept him.

Of course, if the buckteeth are not good in the later stage, there is a suitable candidate, and Zhao Lei will also replace them.

"Li Peng is the deacon of the torture hall! ……”

Until the last appointment fell, in this banquet, some people were happy and some were sad, happy for the high, sad for the low, and some people were relieved, as if relieved.

Then Zhao Lei asked his men to go to his room and brought out a few boxes, he opened the boxes in front of everyone, which were full of gold, silver and jewelry, and then he rewarded the leaders below according to his merits.

Immediately, the atmosphere became more warm and harmonious.

There were compliments and congratulations everywhere, and soon everyone put away their emotions and ate meat and drank wine in the midst of one toast after another.

Even Bucktooth packed up his emotions and pretended to be happy to fight with others.

Everyone looks smiling and has a good relationship, but they don't know how much dirt will be born in the future.

As a newborn gang, if nothing else, there will be a great future for development, and they will soar to the sky.

What Zhao Lei is talking about now is just the appointment of an internal member of a gang, but it has also set off turbulent waves in the rivers and lakes in the future.

A big sect is rising, and in the future, countless famous and decent sects, and the Demon Sect that is afraid of the soul is hastily established.

Zhao Lei didn't hold his helper's shelf, he didn't take the wine glass Yan Kun handed to him, but took two steps forward, picked up a wine bowl on the table, and poured a full bowl.

"Brothers, congratulations for the Blood Knife!"

"Hey!"

After speaking, Zhao Lei drank all the wine in one gulp, and the helper personally toasted, and the big and small leaders below also finished the wine in their hands in one gulp.

Originally, there were still some strangers to Zhao Lei, and now they were still a little restrained, and they took advantage of this wine strength to toast Zhao Lei one after another.

Zhao Lei also did not refuse, for him now, it is really a thousand cups of not getting drunk, after drinking a few large bowls, it is like drinking water, there is no feeling at all.

usually boasts that he is not drunk with a thousand glasses at the wine table, and what he can drink all the time has been done by Zhao Lei under the table, and he has the strength to fight against everyone.

Zhao Lei's style at the wine table is not stingy with his style of fighting in battle, which is also invincible.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, a banquet was full of guests, and they drank several rounds in a row, helping the people toast one after another, and one after another were carried back.

Zhao Lei also made a great name at the wine table, and also narrowed the distance between him and other helpers.

The newly born Blood Knife Gang still has many enemies, so naturally on this kind of occasion where the leaders all gather together to celebrate, they will not take it lightly, and there are still many gangsters on duty outside.

Many of the gangsters on duty can only start eating and drinking after returning from the shift, and some people are destined to not be able to eat, so they can only take some happy money.

The banquet lasted until midnight, and then slowly dispersed, leaving only the servants who were left to deal with the mess.

Zhao Lei and the other leaders left the scene after drinking the first few rounds, and after he left, the scene became even more lively.

Drinking with a helper like Zhao Lei, who is murderous, strong in martial arts, and relatively unfamiliar, even though he doesn't have any fights, he is still under a lot of pressure.

Only after Zhao Lei left, the rest of the gang leaders could drink more happily, and he also understood this truth, so he left by himself after drinking the first few rounds.

After Zhao Lei returned to his bedroom, he simply washed his face with hot water, and with a little effort, he recovered as before.

The helper rested, naturally no one else dared to disturb, except for the few guards at the gate outside, no one took the initiative to come here, plus the sound insulation is better, this side is relatively quiet.

It was the middle of the night, Zhao Lei didn't choose to rest, he used stealth and flipped out of the window.

When Zhao Lei passed by the courtyard, he had already drunk a large piece of it inside, which was very lively, but no matter how lively it was, he couldn't fit in.

Those in high positions are destined to be lonely.

Zhao Lei walked out of the gate openly, and the guards were still very dutiful standing there, but how could they detect it in the face of Zhao Lei.

Walking on the familiar road, Zhao Lei looked at both sides of the dark street, everyone was reluctant to use candles and oil lamps at night, there were black holes around, there were few people on the road, and he didn't have to take himself.

Zhao Lei used the body technique in the golden snake step, striding forward, tossing and turning like a golden snake, and the speed was a little faster than before, the speed was secondary, mainly because of the ethereal and weird pace, which made people dizzy.

If Zhao Lei hadn't used the stealth technique at this time, others would have thought they had seen a ghost, because there were only afterimages of the Tao on the road.

When performing the golden snake step, Zhao Lei also had some new insights and became more sophisticated.

Soon, Zhao Lei returned to that familiar place, which was still as quiet as ever.

The door that was open when he left last time was still open, and Zhao Lei didn't go in immediately, but after covering his whole body with his divine sense, he walked in cautiously with his hand.

In a short distance, Zhao Lei walked very cautiously, and it was not until he entered the house that he relaxed a little, and the inside of the house was still the same as before.

The lock at the door was still half-hung, and everything was as before when he left, after Zhao Lei released his divine sense into that room, the old ghost in the jar, as if he felt a peerless delicacy, began to hit the jar violently again.

OK! OK!

This ghost is still here, which proves that the owner of this house has not left and that he has not missed this day today.

After seeing some of the same, Zhao Lei went back again, he didn't do anything, all this seemed to be doing useless work, but it was very meaningful to him.

After returning to the bedroom, Zhao Lei rested.

Just after Zhao Lei left, there was an old man, wearing a linen shirt, with white hair, a pale face, and a cane, and after probing around, he walked into this house of raising ghosts.

After entering, he very skillfully entered the room where the jar was used to raise ghosts, and everything was so familiar that he seemed to come here often.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the jar was intact.

"It's fine! OK! If this evil ghost escapes, my sins will be heavy, and I blame that one..., hmph, the next time I meet him, I must make him look good, don't break him into eight petals, and write my name upside down. ”

After the old man came in, he took out a piece of yellow paper, pointed cinnabar with a brush and began to draw symbols, and the pen and ink were vertical and horizontal, and a little fluorescence was attached to it.

After the rune paper is drawn, put it in a bowl, chant the incantation in your mouth, and with a little finger, the rune paper will spontaneously combust without fire, leaving only a pile of ashes in an instant.

Then he took out the gourd from his waist and poured out a little wine, stirred it and poured it on the jar, and the old ghost, who had been extremely manic after he entered the door, was also quiet at this time.

After all this was done, he left in a hurry.

If he had left a little more time, he would have learned from the old ghost that a man of his kind had come before, and that he was carrying a great treasure, but all this was so bizarrely and quietly staggered.

He staggered Zhao Lei, and Zhao Lei also missed him.