There are two types of elders in the Qing Shou Society: civil elders and military elders.

Tang Peigong is the elder of Wen.

Wu Decheng is Elder Wu.

The main difference between the two is that Elder Wu Decheng has cultivation.

Wu Decheng is a sixth-level mind cultivator and a top-notch master in the city of Heishipo.

Li Banfeng asked Ma Wu to conduct a detailed investigation of the Qing Shou Hui. He knew that there was a person named Wu Decheng in the Qing Shou Hui of Heishipo, and he had made sufficient precautions against this person. However, he did not expect that Wu Decheng did not show up in front of the cinema.

There were some hidden secrets that Li Banfeng was not aware of.

At the beginning of the year, there were some quarrels between Tang Peigong and Wu Decheng. Tang Peigong scolded Wu Decheng in public. Wu Decheng was embarrassed and rested in his mansion outside the city for a while.

As both are elders of Qingshou Society, Wu Decheng has some accomplishments. Why can Tang Peigong scold Wu Decheng?

This is a special tradition of the Qing Shouhui.

There are differences in status among the elders, and what determines an elder’s status is not his or her cultivation, but his or her character and talent.

Wu Decheng sighed and said, "I am Nian Xiu."

Zuo Wugang didn't understand: "Let's go together, and he won't say that the majority bullies the minority?"

There were some noises coming from around the factory.

Li Banfeng said frankly: "I am the only one here."

Wu Decheng did not act pretentiously. After finding out the whole story, he went to the "Night Jasmine" newspaper office alone.

But when so many newspapers and magazines published the same news, why did Tang Peigong determine that the mastermind behind it was "Tuber Jasmine"?

Because this was the only newspaper that published the news about the movie screening.

"It's a fight, best of three. We fight three times.

Let me win the first game, you let me win the second game, and we'll tie in the third game.

I have earned enough face in Qingshouhui, and you have earned enough money in Heishipao. Do you think this matter can be discussed?"

Unexpectedly, after smashing a cinema, he was splashed with gold juice in the face. Tang Peigong had no choice but to ask Wu Decheng to come forward and take action against the "Night Jasmine" newspaper.

The three Taoist sects of Wenxiu, Dexiu and Nianxiu are very close, but the perception of Wenxiu and Dexiu is not strong, while the perception of Nianxiu is excellent.

"Then let's discuss the second thing. Let's play three games."

Wu Decheng sighed: "I came here with sincerity."

Ma Wu asked someone to clean out a factory room, and Li Banfeng and Wu Decheng sat in the room for a talk.

Wu Decheng said to Li Banfeng, "Boss Ye, I came here today to discuss two things with you, and I can only discuss them with you."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Where did you get this from?"

Li Banfeng said: "I said not to let him talk, not that I won't bully him!"

Sensing that the others were far enough away, Wu Decheng lowered his voice and said to Li Banfeng, "First of all, can you please stop showing the movie "Bloodshot Detective" and stop publishing the newspaper "Night Jasmine"?"

Li Banfeng shouted to the people around him, "Did you hear me? Elder Wu came here with sincerity. Everyone, stay away and hide where you can't hear us talking!"

The worker replied: "Just one."

Zuo Wugang, who was outside the wall, had just left.

You are all lying in ambush in secret. When you see me taking action, you all attack together. We cannot let him say that we are bullying the minority because of our numbers.”

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "The business has just started, and I haven't had time to pay a visit to Elder Wu."

We were ambushed in front of the cinema, and it was obviously this guy who was behind it."

Wu Decheng could clearly sense the thoughts of the people around him: "Boss Ye, I really come here with sincerity and will never harm you."

"I'm so ashamed. I'm so ashamed. I did something wrong. I'll give Elder Wu a cup of tea right now."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "The movie needs to be shown and the newspaper needs to be published. This matter is not negotiable."

"Boss Ye, I heard you just came to Black Rock Slope?"

The street-swearing woman who was pretending to clean the house also left.

Li Banfeng explained: "The medicine was just added and was not mixed well."

When they arrived at the newspaper office, Wu Decheng first asked a worker to go in and announce, "Wu Decheng from the Qingshouhui is here to see Mr. Ye."

Ma Wu reminded: "Elder Wu is here."

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "The rules of the underworld are about fairness. Since he came alone, I will take over alone.

Soon, a waiter brought up another cup of tea.

Wu Decheng smiled and said, "I don't think you are into this kind of business."

Li Banfeng asked, "How many people did he bring?"

"It was this guy named Ye who bought the Sanfu Cinema, showed those immoral movies, and also spread rumors and slandered me in the newspapers.

Aqin on the beam left.

Following this clue, Tang Peigong found a mysterious figure - Boss Ye.

Li Banfeng asked in surprise: "What does it mean to play three games?"

Although Tang Peigong had no accomplishments and no other special skills, he was both talented and virtuous, and his status was higher than Wu Decheng's. It was right for him to teach Wu Decheng a lesson.

Wu Decheng felt dry in the mouth, so he picked up the teacup, sniffed it, put it back on the table, looked at Li Banfeng and said, "This tea is poisonous."

This was within Wu Decheng's expectations.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "We can discuss it, but I have to win the first game."

Wu Decheng frowned and said, "We are a gentleman's agreement, why do you care about these things?"

Li Banfeng said: "Since you don't care, just give me the first game."

Wu Decheng said: "I volunteered to fight in the Qingshou Association. If I fail to win, I will not be able to explain myself in front of others."

Li Banfeng said: "I was in a good momentum, but suddenly suffered a disastrous defeat. My morale was severely damaged!"

Wu Decheng looked unhappy and was silent for a long time before saying, "Okay, as you say, you win the first game."

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Shall we sign a contract?"

Wu Decheng waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I won't sign the contract."

Li Banfeng knew that it was impossible for him to sign a contract, fight in a ring, reach a tacit understanding in advance, or have a fake match. This kind of thing must not be known to others.

"Then let's use tea instead of wine. It's settled." Li Banfeng raised the teacup.

Wu Decheng also raised his teacup: "Gentleman's appointment, gentleman's tea, drink it all in one gulp."

Li Banfeng drank the cup of tea in one gulp.

Wu Decheng drank the tea and then spit it out.

"Is this tea still poisonous?"

"No!" Li Banfeng was very surprised.

Wu Decheng sneered, "I've been in the underworld for decades, and I've seen all kinds of situations. I've drunk it out, and you still don't admit it?"

Li Banfeng was still shocked: "When I bought the poison, they said it was tasteless and colorless, so you shouldn't be able to taste it!"

"I..." Wu Decheng was so angry that he didn't say anything for a long time.

Li Banfeng comforted him, "Don't be angry, I'll have someone change you another cup. Try this one again to see if it's poisonous."

Wu Decheng laughed angrily: "Young man, I like your character very much. We can't go back on our word."

"Don't worry, I will never regret it." Li Banfeng stood up and saw the guest off.

After leaving the "Night Jasmine" newspaper office, Wu Decheng went to Tang Peigong's residence.

"Mr. Pei, I met the owner of the Night Jasmine newspaper, exchanged a few moves with him, and beat him up.

I wanted to beat him to death, but I was afraid that others would say I was bullying the younger generation and that would ruin my reputation.

I was soft-hearted and let him live, but he still refused to accept it and accused me of bullying the weak. He insisted on challenging us to a duel, and it was a literary duel."

"When will the war start?" Tang Peigong was very excited.

The Qing Shou Hui are role models of morality, and they always do things in an open and aboveboard manner. They generally do not resort to shady tactics, and setting up fights is a common method they use to resolve conflicts.

But Tang Peigong has no cultivation, so why is he so excited?

Because Wu Decheng said that the two parties had agreed to a literary competition, which is equivalent to a debate.

Wu Decheng said, "Mr. Pei, you know I am not good at speaking, and this young man named Ye is good at speaking. I am afraid I will suffer a loss and lose face in the arena."

Tang Peigong got off the bed.

He had been bedridden for several days and couldn't get up. Today he got out of bed.

"Decheng, what you said is outrageous. Do you really need to take action in this fight? Do you think I, Tang, am afraid of him?"

When he said "afraid", Tang Peigong spat out some saliva, which floated onto Wu Decheng's face with the wind.

Wu Decheng tried hard not to vomit, adjusted his steps, and tried to stay in an upwind position. He sighed, "Then this matter depends on you."

"What kind of relationship do we have? Why do you have to be so polite?"

Wu Decheng smiled and nodded.

You're right, he's really not good at speaking.

He was the one who was helping Tang Peigong to do something, but within a few words, he turned into someone asking Tang Peigong to do something for him.

He had suffered similar grievances countless times.

Now you don’t have to suffer.

He and Shopkeeper Ye agreed to have a fight, but the one he agreed to was not a literary fight.

Tang Peigong was proud and arrogant, and it was impossible for him to humble himself and take the initiative to contact Manager Ye.

What's going on here is quite interesting.

…

Tang Peigong found four of his disciples with the best eloquence, making a total of five people including himself, and prepared to compete.

This was a good opportunity to turn things around, so Tang Peigong specifically asked his disciples to contact newspapers and create enough momentum.

Blackshipo is bustling again, someone wants to challenge the Qing Shouhui!

"Do you know what this night shopkeeper does?"

"I heard they run a newspaper company, so they publish Tuberose."

"The newspaper publisher is challenging the Qing Shou Society. How brave of you!"

"We have to go and take a look. I don't think those bastards from the Qing Shouhui are really capable of beating up an old lady in the street!"

"No, don't talk about their abilities first. Are they competing in a literary or martial arts contest?"

"The newspaper didn't say that, whether it's the literary competition or the martial arts competition, Tuberose is in great danger..."

The day before the competition, Wu Decheng took a list and gave it to Tang Peigong.

This group of people are all famous people in Heishipo and witnesses of the arena.

For a literary competition, witnesses are of great significance, because unlike a martial arts competition, the winner and loser are not so obvious, and witnesses often have to act as referees.

Tang Peigong has seen the list. He knows all these people. They have to be respectful when they see him. As long as the situation goes well, Tang Peigong will definitely be declared the winner.

"Old Wu, you've done a good job. I don't need to greet these people individually, right?" Tang Peigong was quite satisfied with the list.

"No need, the greetings have already been made."

"Okay, I'm still at ease with you doing the job."

Wu Decheng smiled bitterly in his heart.

The situation changed so quickly.

It was he who asked me to settle the matter before.

Now I have to do things for him.

I also got two compliments from him.

How shameless this person is.

Okay, let’s see if you can hold on in the ring tomorrow!

…

The next day, the competition began.

Tang Peigong, holding the banner of Qingshouhui, and with four disciples, stood on the stage first.

Li Banfeng couldn't quite understand the rules.

Five people attacking together, is this a gang fight?

The key point is that the arena is not big enough, and it seems that I can’t display my skills fully.

Bai Qiusheng felt that something was wrong and lowered his voice to ask Li Banfeng, "Seventh Master, is this a literary competition?"

"What is a literary competition?" Li Banfeng looked confused.

"Literary competition is about talking, not fists!"

Comparing lips?

Li Banfeng didn't prepare according to this.

As they were talking, Wu Decheng had the first whistle blown, reminding both sides to prepare for battle.

Bai Qiusheng asked, "Seventh Master, what should we do? Who should we let go?"

Li Banfeng said: "Let's go according to the previous preparations. The person we selected has good eloquence."

On the "Night Jasmine" side, Zuo Wugang came on stage, and Cao Zhida, Zhen Jincheng and Ma Wu's two newly added supporting actors all came on stage.

Bai Qiusheng was very nervous: "Seventh Master, these people are not fit for a verbal fight."

Li Banfeng said: "They are all good at verbal fights, especially Zuo Wugang, who is particularly good at verbal fights."

Bai Qiusheng was still worried when the second whistle sounded on the stage.

The second whistle means the personnel have been selected and no one can go back on their word.

Bai Qiusheng turned around anxiously. In the blink of an eye, the whistle sounded for the third time.

According to the rules of Blackshipo, this is the official start of the war.

Tang Peigong was the first to step out and stood in the center of the ring. He glared at Zuo Wugang and said, "You arrogant brat, you are gossiping and making trouble. You have no shame..."

Look at his eloquence. He speaks four words in each sentence and his words are so neat.

Several witnesses in the audience covered their noses and exclaimed:

"That's right, elder."

“It just smells too good.”

Zuo Wugang was stunned by these words. He turned around and looked at Li Banfeng and asked, "Has the fight started?"

Li Banfeng said: "The fight has begun!"

Zuo Wugang turned his head and saw Tang Peigong still cursing: "Red-mouthed venomous snake, how sinister your intentions are, how cruel and brutal your behavior is..."

Bang!

Zuo Wugang punched Tang Peigong in the mouth, knocking out his front teeth.

Tang Peigong gritted his teeth, looked at Zuo Wugang, and then at Wu Decheng.

Wu Decheng looked expressionless and said nothing.

The disciples were all dumbfounded and shouted loudly: "Wen Lei, why are you still hitting people?"

A group of witnesses were stunned for a long time, looked at Wu Decheng, and asked: "Elder Wu, is it a literary or martial arts competition today?"

Wu Decheng had a complicated expression.

A bit of surprise and confusion, as if something went wrong.

Tang Peigong didn't want to fight anymore, he felt like he couldn't stand anymore.

"You guys..." He wanted to argue with Zuo Wugang for a few more words, but Zuo Wugang punched him in the face and then kicked him in the chest and stomach, directly knocking him off the ring.

This time he hit me hard.

Zuo Wugang could have knocked him down with just one punch, but he was annoyed by what he said just now, so he used some tricks and made Tang Peigong receive two more kicks.

"It smells so strong and yet you keep complaining about it!" Zuo Wugang spat at Tang Peigong.

Tang Peigong lay on the ground with a broken jaw, sternum, and ribs, and was unable to speak.

The remaining four disciples were still arguing: "In the literary competition, you can't hit people!"

There was a roar of applause from the audience, which drowned out the voices of the four disciples.

"Well, good fight!"

"These birdmen deserve a beating!"

"Elder Tang, give me a few of your concubines. You won't need them anyway!"

Amid cheers, Cao Zhida, Zhen Jincheng and others pinned down Tang Peigong's disciples and beat them up, hitting them in the mouth with every punch.

Li Banfeng said to Bai Qiusheng, "See? They are all good at verbal battles."

Bai Qiusheng didn't know what to make of this comment.

Li Banfeng clasped his fists slightly towards Wu Decheng.

Elder Wu is a good guy. He gave the first competition to us.

It's just that this is a bit too obvious. At least find a few people who can fight. Why bring these rubbish up here?

Wu Decheng also clasped his fists towards Li Banfeng.

Young man, did you enjoy it this time?

The first battle, let you win.

The second battle, I win.

As for the third battle.

There is no third war.

Young man, you are still too young, don’t blame me for being cruel.

PS: This Elder Wu is very insidious, but Banfeng is a loyal man and should not bear a grudge against him.

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