Yinzhen is not far from Pingyu.
Less than half an hour later, Hong Youling led everyone to the Bu Gang's stronghold.
This place is close to the northern border and the sky is filled with yellow sand.
In fact, there is no human habitation around Yinzhen, with only a few relatively large stone cities where people can live.
The Bu Gang occupied one of the cities, called Black Stone City. Ordinary people accounted for 70% of the city, and the rest were members of the Bu Gang.
In Black Stone City, there is not even a government, and the Bu Gang is the rule.
When the group arrived at the city gate, Hong Youling just took out the jade token in her hand and the guard respectfully let them in.
Seeing this, Zhongbo breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young Master, it seems that this side has not been bewitched by the Wind Chaser, they still recognize the old leader!
This way, it will be much easier for us to subdue them."
Hearing this, Hong Youling nodded but felt a little strange.
It was too smooth, which made her feel a little uneasy.
The crowd walked into Black Rock City and headed towards the center. There were few pedestrians on the streets, but when they met people along the way, they would salute respectfully.
Soon, human figures were seen moving in the yellow sand ahead.
When I got closer, I saw that it was an old man in a coarse linen shirt, followed by more than a dozen figures, tall and short, with a hint of indifference and fierceness in their eyes.
However, the old man in the lead was a friendly man. He forced a smile on his face, which was as dry and yellow as old tree bark. "May I ask which leader from the gang has come to Blackrock City?"
Hong Youling was about to open her mouth when Uncle Zhong beside her interrupted her, "Seventh Mo, it's me, Wu Zhong!"
The old man called Mo Laoqi looked sideways, as if he had just noticed Zhong Bo, and immediately made a surprised expression.
"So it's you, Master Zhong. I'm so blind. Please forgive me, Master Zhong!"
Zhong Bo nodded slightly and said, "Let's go to the meeting room first. I came here this time to discuss something with you!"
"All is subject to Master Zhong's arrangements!"
The old man turned sideways, and the minions behind him also moved aside to make way for him.
A moment later, in the slightly shabby meeting hall.
Hong Youling sat in the main seat, Zhongbo and Hong Sixiang stood on his left and right respectively, and Wan Zhuliu stood a little behind the threshold farthest from the lobby.
Standing in the hall was the manager of the Bu Gang in Yin Town.
There were four old men, in addition to the old man mentioned earlier, there was an old woman in a plain robe and two old men in black clothes with obvious fat and thinness.
Among the four people, the old man mentioned above obviously had the most say.
He glanced at Hong Youling, who was sitting in the seat above him, looking apprehensive. "Could it be that we four made some mistakes in handling gang affairs? That's why the special envoy from the headquarters came here in person?"
Hong Youling was furious when she heard this, and her eyes darkened. "What? Can't I come to you guys for other matters?"
"The Special Envoy's words... leave me at a loss for words. We are making cloth and brocade in Yin Town to make a profit for the gang, so naturally, we are only concerned about these things. Other things... are not ours to worry about!"
Although the old man appeared to be extremely frightened, his words were somewhat distant.
"The leader's death, isn't that a big deal? Isn't that something you guys should be concerned about?"
Hong Youling asked harshly and angrily.
After hearing this, there was a period of silence below.
After a moment, the old woman stepped forward and bowed. "Special Envoy, please be aware that many years ago, the old leader issued an order prohibiting the people of our town from participating in the affairs of the headquarters. Therefore, although we are saddened by the leader's death, we also..."
"Stop it, Tsubaki!"
The old man interrupted the old woman and bowed upwards, "We are the ones in Yinzhen, just doing our job. We have no right to interfere with the changes in the headquarters, let alone the ability to do so. Please don't make things difficult for us, Special Envoy."
"Is there such a thing?!"
Hong Youling was slightly stunned, and glanced at Wu Zhong beside her, "Uncle Zhong, has the gang leader ever set such gang rules before?"
"There's no gang rule, but the old gang leader did mention something like this verbally!"
Zhong Bo recalled for a moment and answered truthfully.
"If that's the case..." Hong Youling pondered in silence.
She was hesitating whether to tell these people the truth now and express her intention to win them over.
But she was also afraid that once she said it, she would be resisted and there would be no room for maneuver.
"By the way, has anyone been to the four gates of wind, rain, thunder and lightning?" she asked, suddenly changing the subject.
Hearing this, the old man's eyes twitched slightly, but no one present noticed, including Wan Zhuliu who was standing in the corner.
After a pause, he spoke, "Special Envoy, in recent days, except for the day when the gang leader died, the Black Dragon King's men came once, and we haven't seen any outsiders since then!"
"Oh! In that case, next time if anyone from these four sects comes, kill them directly. The people from these four sects have already rebelled and are a disgrace to our Bu Gang." Hong Youling then gave instructions.
"The special envoy is joking. Dealing with traitors is a matter for you, the bigwigs at the headquarters. I'm here to lead the gangs in the town and just do the work. Everything else...is not our responsibility."
Bang!
The old man's dying attitude completely infuriated Hong Youling.
She slapped the table and the teacup fell to the ground.
Snap!
After the crisp sound, Hong Youling stood up suddenly.
"Mo Laoqi, what's your attitude?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a figure flashed outside the door. When everyone looked out, they saw that there were no less than a hundred gang members gathered outside the meeting hall. They were so numerous that they almost surrounded the entire hall. Everyone was holding a broad and heavy machete in their hands, with a gloomy look in their eyes.
Seeing this, Zhong Bo's pupils shrank slightly. He quickly stood in front of Hong Youling and shouted at Mo Laoqi: "Mo Laoqi, what are you doing?"
"Hehe... Lord Zhong! There's something I forgot to tell you."
Bang!
As he clapped his hands, the minions outside the door had surrounded the hall, making it impossible to get in or out.
Mo Laoqi and the other three retreated together, and the door was immediately blocked by dense hard bows.
"Actually, many years ago, I wrote to the gang leader, asking her to distance herself from that guy from the Black Dragon King Organization, or to give up her position as soon as possible. She was greedy for power and refused to listen. Now she's been torn apart by her corpse. She deserves it!"
The previous respectfulness was gone from Mo Laoqi's face, and he showed a hint of loss and helplessness.
"Little bastard, I don't know where your father is being held captive by the Black Dragon King. You still have the energy to come and take charge of the Bu Gang. I really don't know if you are really stupid or if you are just a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger.
Do you think that just because you are the daughter of the old gang leader, you are qualified to take the position of gang leader?
Bullshit!
You don't have that ability, you know? I've been hiding in the dark and gloomy Yin Town for thirty years, waiting for this day. Why... do you have to come here to seek death?
At this time, Zhong Bo was a little panicked when he saw the dense hard bows at the door.
But when he glanced at Hong Youling, his eyes became firm again.
"Seventh Mo, if you have the guts, shoot! The one closest to you is a provincial patrol officer. Can you afford to shoot down an official appointed by the imperial court?"
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