"Less helper."

"I've seen the young helper."

"Young Gang Master, this is leaving? Won't be waiting a little longer? ”

Compared with Lu Pressing, Lu Ting's father and son's disgraced face, Lu Ming's pomp when he left was much bigger.

Along the way, the gangsters who originally turned a blind eye to Lu Ming took the initiative to greet Lu Ming, and Lu Ming also responded with a smile, as if he was not a second ancestor, but a respected person in the gang......

It wasn't until he boarded the carriage with Yingbo and the coachman started the carriage that Lu Mingfang slowly restrained the smirk on his face.

He suddenly looked at Imber and said, "Does Imber think that I'm a little too high-profile?" ”

Ying Bo was slightly stunned, but still said honestly: "It's indeed a bit high-profile......"

After speaking, he looked at Lu Ming who was sitting in the carriage again, and a trace of softness flashed in his eyes.

"Young master, you have worked hard......"

"Hard for what?"

"You have worked hard to hide it, and you have made a splash at this critical moment, so it seems that young master, you have a high ambition in your heart......"

"Poof." Yingbo's inappropriate sycophant made Lu Ming laugh.

He waved his hand.

"There's nothing to hide or not hide...... In the past, I was really stupid, and I was really stupid. ”

After speaking, Lu Ming suddenly snorted coldly: "But now that the situation is like this, if you continue to be a fool and a fool, I'm afraid you will have to be eaten by others." ”

This is also Lu Ming's original intention to expose the strength of Jiupin today!

He had to be high-profile.

It's so high-profile that it attracts the attention of some of the gangs!

Only in this way can the hidden arrows of the hostile in the gang be stopped.

Just imagine, a second ancestor who is nothing is dead.

and a sixteen-year-old nine-grade little genius, who is also the orphan of the gang leader and died, can this concept be the same?

Even if it can make some people jealous of one or two, and a little softer when starting, this is also excellent.

Lu Ming knows very well that sometimes it is beneficial to pretend to be a grandson, but sometimes, you have to be stubborn, and you can't even take half a step back.

Because behind, it's a bottomless abyss.

Just as the driver's voice sounded.

"Young Master, where are we going next?"

Lu Ming had a plan.

"Black market."

The word black market fell, and Ying Bo was slightly stunned.

"What are you doing on the black market?"

Lu Ming smiled and patted the brocade cloth package: "Spend money." ”

"But if you can answer me a question, we can spend less."

Imber: "What's the problem?" ”

Lu Ming's expression was straight: "Why did Lu Jian kill me?" ”

"Besides Lu Press, who else in the gang wants me to die?"

……

Strictly speaking, Lu Ming asked two questions.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Squinting slightly, recalling the scene when he looked at Lu Pressure just now.

Lu Quan's deep eyes flashed with a piercing cold killing intent - he didn't even hide it!

This made Lu Ming realize one thing......

The grievances between the two sides are far from being as simple as a junior conflict.

The car went to the edge of the city, and Yingbo in the car said: "In order to help the master? Lu Quan has always had ambitions for the position of the leader...... Maybe it's because of this that you, young master, have become a thorn in his side. ”

"That's not right." Lu Ming simply opened his mouth to refute Yingbo's theory.

"I don't have any threat to the leader."

Lu Yao is dead, and the former Lu Ming is still a waste.

From a legal point of view, Lu Ming does have the qualifications to inherit the position of the gang leader...... But Lu Yao is dead, for the benefit of himself and the gang, who will put Lu Ming in the position of gang leader?

Who can?

Who would dare?

Who wants?

The answer is no one......

The waste of the original owner of the body will not be able to become the second gang leader of the Three-Phase Gang, and it will be impossible for him to get the support of any normal person!

This has nothing to do with morality, it's just the most basic law of survival at the bottom of the rivers and lakes!

- The wolves will only follow the strongest head wolf, not the weak heir of the old wolf king!

Yingbo is not good at analysis, so he can only be silent at the moment, but Lu Ming keeps talking to himself.

"No one has any need to kill me for the sake of helping the master."

"On the contrary, let me live and treat me well, which can buy people's hearts and embody morality."

"Therefore, those who aspire to the position of helper will not kill me, but will take good care of me and provide for me...... But the truth is the exact opposite of this logic! ”

The Jade Rakshasa sold him!

Lu Jian is going to kill him too!

Yu Qing couldn't see what it meant, but he obviously wasn't on Lu Ming's side.

The three phases helped the three hall masters, and two wanted Lu Ming to die.

It doesn't make sense.

Lu Ming suddenly spoke again: "Yingbo, do you know Song Laosan?" ”

Ying Bo shook his head blankly: "The old slave doesn't know. ”

"Hmmm......"

Lu Ming let out a long groan and stopped asking.

Just clasp your hands around and keep tapping your fingers on your elbows.

It wasn't until the carriage drove into a narrow alleyway that Lu Ming suddenly said again.

"Imber, how the hell did my dad die?"

Imber fell silent for a moment.

After a long time, he shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"On the night of the master's death, Lu Jian arrived at the scene faster than the old slave, he said that the old man died of a heart disease, the old slave vaguely watched, from the old man's countenance it seems to be true......"

"After that, Lu Jian took the old man's body away."

"Not poisoning?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"There was no fighting?"

"No ......"

"So in this Xuanshui City, is there a great master who can silently cause my father to die, and the death is a heart disease?"

"Never."

Lu Ming suddenly closed his eyes.

"That's ......"

……

Where there is light, there is shadow.

The black market is the shadow of a city.

Located on an impoverished street near the southern city wall, the Black Market in Xuanshui City belongs to the Three Phases Gang and is managed by Tianzitang - smuggling and the black market are a perfect match.

The carriage stopped in front of the entrance of the black market, Lu Ming and Yingbo stepped out of the carriage, and the two of them hung a black cloth on their faces, and walked towards the black market with such a swagger.

When he came to a certain house, there was a knock on the door, and the small door on the door opened, revealing a pair of thief's bright eyes.

This person looked Lu Ming and Yingbo up and down, and then said in an urn voice: "One or two silver." ”

Imber handed over the money, the door of the house opened, and they strolled into the house, and soon, in a certain room, a tunnel came into view.

- The black market is open in the basement of this street.

Like a rat in the gutter, he can't get on the table.

Lu Ming is actually no stranger to the black market, the second ancestor likes to find excitement, and there are indeed a lot of exciting things in the black market, plus this is the territory of the Jade Rakshasa, and someone will help him if something happens.

In short, Lu Ming has been here many times.

It's just that he came openly before, but this time, he has to mask his face with a black cloth and act in a low-key manner.

Take Imber into the black market.

As the view gradually widened, soon a spacious and brightly lit underground street came into view.

People, no less.

There are also quite a few stalls.

Most people hide their heads and cover their faces, which is also the unspoken rule of the black market.

While watching and walking, Lu Ming's speed was very fast - he had a clear goal, and soon came to a certain stone house in the depths of the black market.

Looking at the three big characters [Rain Killing Building] hanging on the door of the stone house, Lu Ming bowed slightly.

"Just let me see what you, the famous rain killing building, are capable of."