The private salt shop was silent, and the smell of blood in the sky became stronger and stronger.

The big man whose head was cut off had already flowed out of his body. No one dared to stand up, no one dared to moan in pain, and even didn't dare to move his fingers.

Ye Que sat in front of them with a calm expression and a smile on his face. But in their eyes, it was as terrifying as a demon. This was a real killing without blinking. Even a monster would not laugh when eating people.

The lower the gangster, the more he believes in the principle of the prevalence of the strong, and whoever has the strong fist will be the boss.

Very realistic, very direct, but also very effective.

Half an hour passed by.

When the door was pushed open again, it was obvious that the group of big men lying on the ground breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Chu Dongnan would not come back in half an hour, because it was very likely to anger Ye Que and make him start killing again.

The moment Chu Dongnan arrived at the door, he had already taken out the machete he carried with him from behind his waist, because he smelled the smell of blood and the strong smell of blood. Subconsciously, the muscles in his entire body were tensed.

"Someone is here to smash the situation!"

This is Chu Dongnan's first reaction. He does a shameful business and is not protected by the criminal laws of the government. Everything depends entirely on himself and his fists.

The first time after entering the door, Chu Dongnan saw the body of the man who had his head cut off, and all his subordinates who had been knocked down to the ground. Then he saw Ye Que sitting on the middle chair.

After adjusting his breathing, Chu Dongnan did not take action immediately. The situation is very obvious now. Don’t look at Ye Que as a teenager. His skills are definitely first-class, otherwise this would not be the case.

"Are you Chu Dongnan?" Ye Que asked calmly.

Chu Dongnan did not answer Ye Que's question, but pointed to Ye Que, pointed to the ground, and finally pointed to the surroundings, "Who are you? Why did you kill my brother? What are you doing here?"

After looking up and down at Chu Dongnan, Ye Que said calmly, "You can follow me in the future."

"What?"

Chu Dongnan thought his ears were broken.

"Follow you?"

Chu Dongnan sneered, as if he had heard something big joke, and then suddenly started to take action, waved the machete in his hand, and rushed straight towards Ye Que. In Chu Dongnan's opinion, facing an opponent who was stronger than him, he had to do his best and kill him with one blow. Any fancy move was unnecessary.

Ye Que looked at Chu Dongnan's knife, shook his head, pressed his finger against the blade, and then kicked Chu Dongnan in the chest.

From which direction to which direction to go.

Chu Dongnan felt like he was hit by a cannonball, and he vomited blood in his mouth, his body turned into an arc, and directly hit the door.

The wooden door shattered and fell to the ground with a loud bang, but Chu Dongnan did not faint. Ye Que did not want his life, so he would naturally not allow him to become a corpse.

"Can you follow me?" Ye Que stood up, walked slowly to Chu Dongnan, and looked down at him from top to bottom.

"Bah!"

Chu Dongnan, who was lying on the ground, grinned, spitted blood, and then two more words popped out of his mouth.

"dream!"

"Somewhat backbone." Ye Que was not angry but happy, "But no matter how strong he is, he must do his best. Also, you are the boss of these people, and the boss must be responsible."

No way Ye Que was able to move, a big man floated up out of thin air on the ground behind him, and then his right arm began to twist at a strange angle as if he was grabbed by an invisible hand.

The scream immediately shouted out from the big man.

"Crack!"

The right arm was broken.

Chu Dongnan's eyes were already wide open, and his anger seemed to gush out at any time, but he could only do this now, because Ye Que could not move his whole body with just one kick. Not to mention a knife, it would be difficult to move his fingers.

"Can you follow me?" Ye Que asked again. At the same time, the big man in the air behind him also began to twist his left arm.

"Boss, save me."

A terrifying call for help came from the air. The real fear is never a kill. Immersed in the scene and waiting for the arrival of the God of Death is the real terror.

"I will definitely kill you." Chu Dongnan, who was lying on the door panel, gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Kill me?" Ye Que slowly raised his hand, "You will never have that chance in your life."

When he raised his hand, the man behind him fell to the ground.

"No!" Chu Dongnan's eyes suddenly widened, and he had just broken his arms just now, so why did he directly take someone's life this time?

"asshole!"

"You will definitely die a bad death!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will report to the official!"

Ye Que ignored Chu Dongnan's roar and looked at him with his head down, "There won't be opportunities forever. Let's talk after thinking about it, look at your brother, count how many people there are, one person can hold on for a few more seconds."

"demon."

"You must be a demon."

Chu Dongnan muttered to himself as he looked at Ye Que, while the survivors not far away were scared out of their courage. They wanted to escape, but their legs were so weak that they couldn't stand up. They wanted to beg for mercy, but were afraid of attracting attention. The next one who died might be himself. Everyone could only stare hard and keep signaling to Chu Dongnan.

Ye Que looked at Chu Dongnan with a smile on his face, raised his hand again, and then asked, "Can you follow me?"

For ten seconds, Chu Dongnan didn't say a word. Finally, he turned his face, closed his eyes, and said in a very low voice, "From now, you will be the boss."

However, no matter how low the voice was, he said it, and the big men not far away all breathed a sigh of relief.

He straightened his waist and glanced at the scared gangsters all over the audience. Ye Que clapped his hands to sort out his clothes, and then walked out slowly, leaving only a sentence and a piece of paper.

The words are simple, "From today, all of you will belong to Tianmen. You can try to escape, leave Luoyang, or inform the officials of today's affairs, but you will bear the consequences. I won't care what you do on weekdays, but if Tianmen issues orders, you must put down everything as soon as possible and do your best to complete it."

"As a reward, there will be a sum of silver sent every month, and a secret book will be included."

"You can divide the money yourself, and everyone can read the secrets. As for whether you can understand it and whether you can practice it, it is your own business. People will check it every month. Those who complete the task best and those who practice the fastest martial arts will have the opportunity to enter the inner gate."

"More money, better houses, and more advanced secrets, as long as you work hard, you will have a chance to get it."

After Ye Que took a few steps, he paused for a moment, turned his head, looked at everyone, and said a few more words.

The first sentence is, "Remember my name, my name is Ye Que, and I am your sect leader."

The second sentence is, "No one should be a gangster in nature. People should have ambitions. What if it is realized? What is the difference between a person without ambition and a borer?"

As Ye Que left, a piece of paper fell lightly into this small private salt shop. A gust of wind blew, just causing the paper to fall in front of Chu Dongnan.

When he went out this morning, Ye Que wrote dozens of sword techniques and sword techniques casually.

People in the cultivation world may be disdainful when they see it, but if they are seen by those people in the martial arts world, they will definitely fight like crazy.

What fell in front of Chu Dongnan was exactly a sword technique.

With just a few short sentences and a dozen sword shadows, Chu Dongnan was shaking all over, not pain, but excited. For a gangster like him, not to mention the top-grade secrets, even the lowest-level skills are hard to come by.

Looking at this piece of paper, Chu Dongnan suddenly felt that he didn't seem to hate Ye Que at all. On the contrary, he was looking forward to seeing Ye Que again, because this piece of paper ignited a ray of flame deep in his heart.

The name of that wisp of flame is called ambition, or it can also be called dream.

For three days and three nights, Ye Que walked in the dirtiest corner of Luoyang City.

While everyone was catching monsters and looking for traces of demons, Ye Que used thunder to directly rest 80% of the gangsters in the entire Luoyang City.

Some gangs chose to belong after Ye Que took action once, some gangs compromised after being killed, some gangsters did not cry when they saw the coffin, and some even didn't even have a brain to see them, so they couldn't tell the difference in strength between the two sides. In the end, they chose to hit the stone with eggs and moths to the fire.

No matter which path this group of people chooses to take, the result will be the same for Ye Que. Either either surrender or die.

By surrendering to the Heavenly Gate, you can get a sum of silver and a secret recipe for martial arts.

Ye Que knew that a large number of people now chose to belong to him, and they were not convinced at all, but it didn't matter to him.

"I give you the money you need to live, I give him the secret to expanding his ambitions, and I give you the opportunity to get rid of the title of gangster."

"Do you want it?"

"If you want, just do your best for me."

"No, the money is gone, and there will be no secrets for the next one."

These two things are like drugs. As long as anyone gets involved, they will definitely become addicted. They can't get rid of them even if they want to get rid of them. They will only get trapped deeper and deeper and cannot extricate themselves.

Sometimes, Ye Que was thinking, "Actually, this Tianmen is also an abyss of desire."

"As soon as the sky gate enters deeper, it will be like the sea, and from then on, the body and mind cannot be controlled by others."

On the morning of the fourth day, Ye Que returned to Cuizhu Garden.

Qian Shuxiao seemed to have never left here, and he had been sitting cross-legged in the house and entering into meditation.

When Ye Que walked into the door, Qian Shuxiao just woke up from entering the meditation.

"My dear brother, can you rely on some tricks? You are the leader of our Tianmen. How could you be so irresponsible? You disappear as soon as you say you disappear, and you can't even find a figure." Qian Shu laughed and started nagging.

Before he could finish his words, a small notebook was smashed towards him.

"These people are my choice for Tianmen. You will be responsible for contacting them in the future, posting tasks to them regularly, and allocating money to them according to the completion of the tasks. Every month, I will give you another secret recipe for martial arts and post them together according to the situation."

"You can also figure out a promotion system to facilitate the selection of good seedlings."

Qian Shuxiao listened to Ye Que's words and looked surprised, "Are you serious?"

Ye Que glanced back and said, "Nonsense! Do you think the invasion of the demon clan is a joke? Now it is just a test, collecting information from the world. After the real war begins, blood flows into a river, corpses are everywhere, and dry bones are like mountains, which is commonplace."
Chapter completed!