After carefully observing the situation on the field, Chen Ao also had a bottom in his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info everything is not much different from what was expected, it seems that it is difficult not to succeed today!

He was secretly rejoicing, and an old man had already walked up to the stage. The old man was dressed in a kudzu robe and carried a large pocket behind his back. If it weren't for the bright clothes on his body and the expensive materials, Chen Ao would almost think that he was a disciple of the Beggar Gang. But after thinking about it, according to the old man's age, he should have a bit of status, and it is impossible to carry only one pocket.

He couldn't help but ask the person beside him, "Who is this old man? With a big bag on his back, is he going to come up and beg for food?"

The man next to him was surprised: "You don't even know him, what kind of excitement are you here to see? He is the most respected elder of the Salt Gang now, Elder Hong! His pocket is not a begging person, but a symbol of the former disciples of the Salt Gang!"

After several people explained, Chen Ao understood. It turned out that at the beginning of the formation of the Salt Gang, the gang members were all selling illicit salt for a living. These people did not dare to buy salt openly, so they carried large bags with salt in them and went from village to village. Someone asked for salt, and when they paid for it, they took the ladle into their pockets and dug up a scoop. In this way, the buying and selling action is fast, and it will not easily arouse the suspicion of the government.

Over time, this pocket was handed down and became a symbol of the Salt Gang's disciples. But by now, the people of several major sects have long forgotten their roots, and they no longer carry this ugly and funny pocket.

Elder Hong, supported by a young man, walked to the middle of the high platform and glanced around at everyone. Seeing that the eyes of hundreds of people were all looking at him, Elder Hong's face was also full of red light. Presumably, for the first time in his life, he felt very relieved to see the Salt Gang so powerful.

Chen Ao smiled secretly, if this old man found out that these people were not here to support the Salt Gang, but wanted to come to get a piece of the pie, I don't know if he would be so angry that he kicked his legs and went to see the ancestors of the Salt Gang.

Elder Hong cleared his throat and said, "Everyone is here today to participate in the Salt Gang Festival, and the old man is very pleased. Thanks to the love of friends in the rivers and lakes, the Salt Gang has such a momentum. At this time, the old man couldn't help but think of the teachings of the previous generation of gang leaders in his own gang......"

He was old and frail, his brain was not bright, and he stammered and spoke very slowly. But he still likes to nag very much, and I don't think anyone usually listens to him. I finally seized this opportunity, and I had to get too much of it.

Elder Hong babbled on and on and on, saying all the famous sayings and aphorisms of the previous generations of helpers, and attaching his own thoughts and learning experiences. Hearing this, everyone dozed off, but the Salt Gang still needed the support of this old guy, so they didn't dare to say anything. And those Jianghu guests in the audience, but they didn't care a lot, and they all clamored, asking this old man to stop being verbose.

However, Elder Hong seemed to have some ears on his back, and he ignored everyone's dissatisfaction, and still insisted on finishing his tirade. Finally, when he said, "The old man will simply talk about this......" The crowd couldn't help but burst into thunderous applause.

Of course, this applause does not represent everyone's respect for the old man's speech, but is glad that in his lifetime, he finally waited for the old man to finish speaking.

Naturally, Elder Hong didn't know these thoughts, but he still smiled and thanked everyone for their support. After the applause paused, Elder Hong said again: "Today's Salt Gang meeting is mainly to elect a new helmsman and lead our Salt Gang to new victories and new glories! But all the disciples of the Salt Gang, whether they are the head of the gang, or ordinary beginner disciples, or even the most ordinary salt sellers, salt coolies, are eligible to run for the position of chief helmsman!"

The crowd began to make an uproar again. Of course, everyone knows that although Elder Hong said so, he can really compete for the position of chief helmsman. Which ordinary disciple is too long-lived, so he will compete with the head of the gang.

Elder Hong finally stepped down slowly amid the cheers of everyone. The real show is only now unfolding.

Everyone knows what to do, but no one wants to be the first bird, which leads to a bit of a coldness.

Xiong Guang looked to the left and right triumphantly, stood up, and took a few steps towards the center of the high platform. He was burly, standing on the stage, looking very imposing. Chen Ao secretly thought, this Xiong Guang is the first to stand up.

Hearing Xiong Guang clear his throat, everyone quieted down and wanted to hear what he had to say. Xiong Guang said: "Xiong Guang, the head of the Xiadi Sect, thanks to the love of all friends in the rivers and lakes, be the helmsman of this salt gang......"

As soon as he said a word, Chen Ao was shocked, and secretly thought, this bear is too thick-skinned, and he is already about to give an acceptance speech before he has even skimmed the eight characters?

Not only Chen Ao, but others were also stunned. Naturally, those who supported the Hellish Gate cheered loudly, while the others cheered with disdain.

Bai Junya, the leader of the White Dragon Gang, stood up, interrupted Xiong Guang's words, and said, "Big head Xiong, you are really shameless. Who do you say is taking you as the helmsman here?

At the banquet in the VIP building that day, Bai Junya had already torn her face with Xiong Guang, so she had no scruples at this time, and directly confronted each other.

Xiong Guang smiled, pointed at Bai Junya and said, "Old Ghost Bai, are you not convinced?" Okay, let's come here and see if your little arms and legs can withstand Lao Tzu's fists!"

Bai Junya was stunned, obviously a little self-aware, and didn't dare to fight Xiong Guang. He snorted twice and said, "Big bear head, you know how to fight and kill as soon as you are a reckless man." What do you know besides having the strength of two arms? It is really rotten wood that cannot be carved, and the wall of dung cannot be encircled!"

He was a vulgar and reckless man, and he had to shake his head and read the words of Confucius, this scene was so funny that Chen Ao couldn't help but laugh. He looked up and saw that Zhao Ling was also in Wan'er, and thought to himself, I have to find an opportunity to talk to Zhao Ling later, so that he can be regarded as a righteous brother with him. Instead of supporting the Haichao Gang, Zhao Ling might as well simply support his own brothers!

Most of the people present are men who walk the rivers and lakes, they have no culture, and the two sentences that Bai Junya is learning now have also frightened many people. Xiong Guang was even more stunned, not knowing how to answer. Maybe he didn't even understand what Bai Junya meant by what he said.

Haichao Gang Chen Liyong was not far behind, got up and said with a smile: "Old white ghost, what you said is good. But we are all people in the rivers and lakes, not compared to martial arts, but what to compare?"

Bai Junya had obviously made some careful preparations, and said unhurriedly: "Although our salt gang is a gang, it has always been well-organized. You say, how did our previous helmsmen become helmsmen?"

Chen Liyong replied: "Needless to say, they are all the new helmsmen from the previous helmsman." ”

Bai Junya slapped his face: "Zhao! Each of our helmsmen has always been a recognized talent, strategizing and martial arts, and being the best in everything, which can lead the Salt Gang to continue to grow." When did some reckless man like a straw bale become the helmsman with the strength of his two arms?"

Xiong Guang was furious, and said angrily: "The previous helmsman died violently in the prime of life, and he didn't have time to designate a successor. We don't rely on martial arts competitions to run for helmsmen, do we have to write articles to take the top prize?"

Bai Junya said with a smile: "What the Gang Master Xiong said is right! This helmsman naturally wants to be all-round in civil and military affairs. Our martial arts are comparable, this is martial arts. And of course, the talent is roughly comparable, this is Wendou. As the so-called virtue comes first, we should fight first!"