Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 39 - Storm Eve_1
Chapter 39: Storm Eve_1
Chapter 39: Storm Eve_1
By combining both carrot and stick, Duge, with a merciful heart but thunderous measures, quickly stabilized the situation within the Iron Palm Gang.
The doctor who attended them the previous night was called over again to examine the old gang leader and his son’s injuries, murmuring as he checked, “If this keeps up, they’ll be ruined. Why do this? Isn’t it better to cherish one’s own health?”
Duge approached the doctor and asked, “Doctor, can Gang Master Qiu still be saved?”
“Gang Master Qiu is physically strong; he can be saved, but he will require at least two years of recovery before he is back to health,” the doctor glanced at Duge, a flicker of fear in his eyes, but he honestly spoke, “Even if he recovers, the old gang leader’s martial arts will not return to their former level.”
“Save them, do everything possible to save both father and son. Without the old gang leader, there would be no Peacekeeping Gang today. Feng Qi isn’t evil; he upholds justice in the mortal realm and would never commit such vile acts of murder and robbery. The old gang leader has misunderstood me!” Duge regretfully looked at Qiu Yuanlang, clasped his hands in salute to the doctor, and said, “Doctor, you must save the old gang leader. I want him to see that the Iron Palm Gang he worked so hard to establish hasn’t fallen apart—it’s just under a new name, and under my protection, it will become more prosperous than ever.”
How can you say such false words with your eyes open, and yet not blush or skip a heartbeat?
Saving them is just to restrain Qiu Yuanlang’s children, isn’t it?
The doctor’s eyelids twitched involuntarily, and he sighed helplessly. Although he saw through everything, a doctor who wants to live long must not meddle in what he shouldn’t, so he bowed his head to treat Qiu Yuanlang and his son’s injuries: “I will do my best.”
On the other side, Liu Cheng ordered his men to bring over boxes and boxes of gold and silver, overturned the lids, and revealed the glittering display before everyone. The Iron Palm Gang, in charge of the transport channels, was never short on money.
Money can make the devil turn mills; money can make people cry out for justice.
Since ancient times.
Those wrongfully accused and victimized have always been ruined, but it is unprecedented to accumulate wealth and rise to power in such a manner.
However, in a world where commoners are long oppressed, apart from those like the lame old man earlier with deep hatred, for others, silver is the best thing that can soothe all wounds.
Moreover, Duge, who decisively admitted in public that he was the leader of the Peacekeeping Gang, clearly wasn’t just looking for a quick gain in reputation and then leaving. He also provided a huge reassurance to them.
The common people who were scared off before once again flocked to the place, and the number was even greater than before.
Duge happily resumed his role as the Great Green Sky God, distributing the gold and silver on large scales to the victims, enjoying the benefits that came with maintaining peace.
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“Old Yuan, did you see clearly?” asked the seventh-ranked elder of the Beggar’s Gang to the middle-aged beggar beside him, “What movement technique did Feng Qi use to send Qiu Feilong flying?”
Old Yuan, who had been observing Duge, shook his head: “Elder Ding, even with your eyesight, you couldn’t see clearly, how could I? In the blink of an eye, he was past; he may truly be some demon or monster! It’s lucky that it’s the Iron Palm Gang who provoked him. Otherwise, if he truly came after our Luyang City branch, with his skills, except for you, elder, I fear no one would escape his deadly grasp.”
“You flatter me. Even Qiu Yuanlang was taken down by him; how could I possibly beat him?” Elder Ding’s face was extremely solemn, yet filled with relief, “However, with his skills, he probably wouldn’t care for a small branch like ours.”
“Even if he did, he wouldn’t dare to provoke us. After all, we are the world’s number one gang. If he antagonized us, just by numbers, we could bury him,” Old Yuan said.
“The Iron Palm Gang has a lot of people; did they bury him alive with their numbers?” Elder Ding snorted, “Qiu Yuanlang’s life or death is uncertain, and without a leader, the vast Iron Palm Gang was transformed by him with just a few words. At his level of martial arts prowess, he can’t be overwhelmed by sheer numbers anymore. Originally, I was skeptical about whether they were the Heavenly Demons or not, but now I’m about 70 or 80 percent sure.”
“Exactly, no normal person can do what they did; that mind manipulator by Feng Qi’s side is like a madman.” Old Yuan said, “And there’s Feng Qi. He might seem to be winning hearts, but what he’s doing also defies logic. When Martial Saint Qiao He rose to power, he befriended various martial sects, but Feng Qi helped the common people. What benefits could he reap from that? When a crisis strikes, can these ordinary people really stand up for him? Perhaps only his proclaimed protection can explain everything he’s doing; even if he wants to become the emperor, he needs the support of the major sects first!”
“If Feng Qi’s trait is protection, then what is the trait of that manipulative lunatic?” Elder Ding said, “And who is the person he’d rather let Qiu Yuanlang escape just to capture? Must be a Heavenly Demon too! Old Yuan, we know too little about these Heavenly Demons. Send someone to the Feng Family to find out what exactly they are up to…”
“I understand.” Old Yuan nodded, slung his dog-beating staff over his shoulder, and turned to leave.
After pondering for a moment, Elder Ding approached the person in charge from the Mount Tai Sect. With the dramatic changes in the Iron Palm Gang, whether Feng Qi was really a Heavenly Demon or not, he felt that it would inevitably affect him, so he decided to consult with the sect leaders stationed in Luyang City in advance and prepare for what was to come.
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Luyang City.
Qiu Muqian and Han Zuo quickly learned about the events that had taken place in the Iron Palm Gang.
Upon hearing that Qiu Yuanlang was severely injured again, Qiu Muqian’s face paled, and she staggered, gritting her teeth, “Always more trouble than he’s worth.”
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Han Zuo remained silent.
“Hall Master Han, can I trust you?” Qiu Muqian steadied herself and looked at Han Zuo.
“Third Miss, Han owes his life to the Gang Leader; no mere words from Feng Qi can sow discord between us,” Han Zuo said, “Whatever your commands, just say the word, and I will sacrifice myself to rescue the Gang Leader.”
“Dad and my eldest brother are in Feng Qi’s hands; going back there would be walking right into a trap,” Qiu Muqian composed herself and continued, “Feipeng and Hall Master Yan were sent by my brother to gather intelligence at the Feng Family. By now they should be back. Intercept them on their way; don’t let them return to the Iron Palm Gang. After you meet up with them, figure out a way to intercept Hall Master Lou and Hall Master Li, especially Feibao. Feibao acts impulsively, and I’m afraid that in his haste to rescue Dad, he’ll fall into Feng Qi’s trap. With few left to support us, if we manage to control external forces, Feng Qi won’t be able to continue his encroachment on the Iron Palm Gang, and that will leave us with a fighting chance.”
“I understand,” Han Zuo nodded, then asked, “What about you, Third Miss?”
“I’m heading to Divine Fist Gate to seek help from Sect Master Tong. He’s an old friend of Dad’s, and with his assistance, the chance to rescue Dad is greater,” Qiu Muqian said, “Don’t do anything until I get back, no matter what Feng Qi does, just let him stir things up. Remember, wait for my return.”
Han Zuo hesitated for a moment: “But the Gang Leader…”
Qiu Muqian bit her lip lightly, glancing in the direction of the Iron Palm Gang: “Before Feng Qi controls the entire Iron Palm Gang, he won’t let my dad die. Do as I said.”
After discussing some details, the two split up, leaving the gang members in the city to act independently.
Setting aside Qiu Muqian, who went to seek help, let’s talk about Han Zuo. There’s only one official way from the Feng Family to Luyang City. Just ten miles out of Luyang City, he intercepted Qiu Feipeng and others who were rushing back from the Feng Family.
Not only were they returning, but they also brought back Feng Shiren and a group of key Feng Family members. Dotted with pressure points, these individuals were stuffed into a horse carriage, all looking dejected, as if mourning the dead.
Feng Jiu, however, was feasting inside the carriage, eating and drinking to his heart’s content, seemingly unconcerned with speaking at all.
