Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

Everyone started talking.

"Lei Zifeng's enemy is too cruel. He actually killed his entire family."

"What's even more cruel is that he was left here to be stabbed three times and stabbed six times. Do you think this is cruel?"

"Who did Lei Zifeng offend? Does anyone know?"

"I don't know who he offended, but he must have offended Master Ba."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Hehe, look at the crime that Master Ba has convicted him of: embezzlement of the brothers' property."

Everyone was stunned, and it took them a while to come to their senses and understand.

"Yes, Master Ba didn't even conduct a trial, but directly convicted him. Whose property did he embezzle? He didn't even give a clear answer."

"Hush, keep your voice down. Lei Zifeng has offended everyone, so we have no choice but to execute him. Didn't you see that all six hall masters were smiling?"

"Humph! If you ask me, Lei Zifeng deserves it. Three slashes and six holes are too easy for him!"

"Yeah, think about it, Master Ba can't stand it anymore, how can Lei Zifeng not die?"

……

Cao Xing looked at everyone and thought to himself that Lei Zifeng was really unpopular in the Hongmen.

How did he become the head of the mountain hall with such popularity?

Just as he was thinking about it, the punishment below was quickly completed.

Lei Zifeng is also dead.

He was not stabbed to death, but died from excessive bleeding due to extreme weakness, mental breakdown and determination to die.

The Hongmen's three knives and six holes usually avoid the vital points. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God.

When Sun Zhihai saw that the execution was over, he shouted, "Lei Zifeng's three-knife and six-hole execution is over. Come, carry him away."

Someone who was specifically responsible for handling these matters came to the scene and carried Lei Zifeng away.

Afterwards, Sun Zhihai recited a few more words of the Hongmen oath, arranged new leaders of the accompanying hall and the mountain hall, and then asked everyone to disperse.

It was already noon when all the procedures were arranged.

Only Sun Zhihai and eight hall masters were left on the field.

"I have wanted to abdicate for a long time. I originally wanted to find one of you to take over the position of leader, but Lei Zifeng's incident disrupted my plan."

Sun Zhihai has been the leader for a long time. He has been in the underworld for too long and has seen through fame and fortune. Now that he can safely abdicate and leave a good reputation, why is he still hanging around here? Is he annoying?

The eight hall masters were all sad when they heard this.

They knew that Sun Zhihai had retired for three years and basically all the affairs of the Hongmen were handed over to them.

And they also knew that Lei Zifeng was domineering and had broken many of the sect's rules.

However, even if they joined forces, they were no match for the other party, which led to Sun Zhihai reappearing in people's attention. To put it bluntly, it was their incompetence that forced the old man who had intended to retire to take up the banner again.

This couldn't help but make them feel guilty.

"Dragon Head, Lei Zifeng and Li Juan had a lot of financial dealings, but now there is no trace of any of this."

Although they are Sun Zhihai's godsons, they must be called "Dragon Head" in formal occasions.

Sun Zhihai waved his hand and said, "Let everything go with the wind. It doesn't matter anymore."

"Dragon Head, may I ask if we should avenge the person who broke into Lei Zifeng's house yesterday?"

After the man asked, everyone looked at him. Obviously no one wanted to offend such a ruthless person.

The man was very confused. He thought what he said was right. After all, outsiders could not interfere in the internal affairs of the Hongmen.

Sun Zhihai was most afraid of someone talking about this, and he would get so angry that he would puff out his beard and glare.

"Get lost! Go ahead and report it if you want to. Do you think we Hongmen are not afraid of anyone? Let me tell you, there are countless people in this world that we cannot afford to offend!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Don't be angry, Dragon Head, I was wrong!"

Cao Xing found it funny. This Sun Zhihai still knew himself well. It seemed that this old man was very loyal to the code of conduct and knew how to respond gently. He was not rigid and was indeed a veteran in the world.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stepped through the roof and jumped directly from the sky.

"Hahaha, Mr. Sun really keeps his word."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man jumping down. He was accompanied by a lot of dust and his face could not be seen clearly. He looked a little mysterious.

Sun Zhihai looked at the figure in the smoke and dust speechlessly, thinking to himself, does this guy always appear and leave from the roof?

The roof of my house hasn’t been repaired yet.

"Haha, Mr. Cao, you are still so cool..."

As Sun Zhihai finished speaking, Cao Xing also walked in front of the crowd.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised that the person in front of them was so young and handsome. Of course, he would have been even more perfect if he wasn't covered in dust.

"Mr. Sun, since you have fulfilled your promise, the grudge between me and the Hongmen is over. I will not cause trouble for the Hongmen in the future."

The faces of the hall masters turned a little ugly after hearing this. This man is so young, but he doesn't take Hongmen seriously. There is a threatening tone in his words.

But Sun Zhihai said: "It was originally Lei Zifeng's fault. He wanted to kill you, so it's understandable that you killed him."

The hall masters were stunned again after hearing this. What did they think of? Could this young man be the God of Death?

Thinking of this, they took two steps back consciously, obviously quite frightened.

Cao Xing clasped his fists and said, "Grandpa Sun, I am not a man of the martial arts world, but I was taught martial arts by the people of the martial arts world. I have always been connected to the martial arts world, so I have no ill will towards you. I wonder if I can make a deal with you, Grandpa Sun?"

Sun Zhihai's eyes lit up. He knew the temperament of the man in front of him and was sure that he would not mention such a small business.

"My dear friend, although we in Hongmen do not have your official ability, we are still capable in other aspects."

His words were also a warning to the eight hall masters, telling them that the man in front of them not only had amazing kung fu and could kill people as easily as drinking water, but also had an official background.

Sure enough, when the eight hall masters heard this, there was deep fear in their eyes.

Cao Xing didn't take it seriously either.

"I heard that Mr. Sun secretly controls the thirty-six pigeon markets in the entire Forty-Nine City. I just want to exchange some gold."

"Gold? That's a rare commodity. What do you want to exchange it for?"

Cao Xing smiled faintly and asked, "What is the most expensive thing now?"

“What’s the most expensive?”

Sun Zhihai said: "Of course it's supplies! Food! Drinks!"

He was right. Although this was the last year of the natural disaster, it was also the most difficult year. It is said that more than 10 million people starved to death this year!

There are already people in the city who are unable to get enough food.

Including those big families in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, they all made a living by selling their property!

Those people have a lot of good things in their hands, including gold and silver, as well as many famous antiques and so on.

Some families even bury real treasures deep underground, waiting to dig them out one day for their children and grandchildren to enjoy.

Cao Xing nodded and said, "I will provide you with a large amount of supplies, probably tens of thousands of kilograms of meat and flour every day. I only want gold."

He can now produce hundreds of pigs every day, and after being nourished by the spiritual spring water, each pig weighs about 500 kilograms.

Therefore, what he said about tens of thousands of kilograms per day is not groundless.

Sun Zhihai and others were all shocked when they heard this, and they couldn't tell whether what Cao Xing said was true or not.

After all, when a person's words are too shocking, people will naturally doubt their authenticity.

"I wonder if Mr. Sun can eat it?"