"No hurry."
Chiang Chung-nian's expression was cold as he said slowly, "I came back not only to avenge Ah Kai, but also for a more important mission — to prepare for my master's return to China."
What?
Ma Yunbiao's pupils contracted as he cried out, "Hong Beiming is coming back to China?!"
Jiang Chongnian suddenly looked at him with a cold gaze, his eyes like lightning. "Old Ma, is my master's name something you can call?"
Ma Yunbiao's heart trembled. He immediately cupped his fists and bowed respectfully. "I'm sorry, Brother Jiang, I was just too shocked. I misspoke … Master Hong is really coming back to China?"
"That's right."
Jiang Chongnian said coldly, "Twenty years ago, my Master was defeated by Nie Canghai, and his left hand was chopped off. Now, he has mastered his divine power, ascended to the peak of martial arts, and is sitting in the Profound Realm. He wants to return to his country to seek revenge for Nie Canghai's broken hand!"
"He will fight Nie Canghai again, shatter his reputation as the God of War, defeat all the sects, and become the number one martial artist in the world. This is my master's purpose for coming back to China. As his disciple, I am here to help him clear some obstacles and make a name for himself in the martial arts world of China. My first choice … is the martial arts world of Shanghai! "
Ma Yunbiao was completely dumbfounded.
Hong Beiming's twenty years of cultivation was coming back …
This was definitely a huge piece of news!
The martial arts world of China … was going to be stirred up again!
Yu Qian was not from the martial arts world, so he did not understand these things. But as a businessman, he keenly sensed that something was not right.
"Brother Jiang, may I ask, your master is a top powerhouse of the Big Circle Gang. His return this time … is also supported by the Big Circle Gang, right? I heard some rumors recently that the Big Circle Gang intends to enter China and rebuild their power? "
"Hehe, Boss Yu, you are indeed a businessman. You have sharp eyes. That's right, Hong … the Big Circle Gang wants to rebuild their power in China — building power through martial arts is the most convincing method. Not only my master, but the other top powerhouses of the Big Circle Gang will also come back. "
Hearing this, Yu Qian was instantly overjoyed.
"Great, this is great!"
In his business, most of it was international trade by sea, so he had frequent dealings with overseas gangs and had a good relationship with them.
The Big Circle Gang was, in fact, the Hong Sect. It was just that they had changed their shell. Others might not know this, but he knew.
As a matter of fact, he was also a member of the Hong Sect and had joined five years ago.
Actually, he had always hoped that the Big Circle Gang (Hong Mai) would be able to rebuild its power in the country, because the Big Circle Gang's power was ultimately overseas, and the help it could provide him was still limited. However, if the Big Circle Gang's power entered the country … then he would definitely be able to borrow its power to become a real Zhesheng businessman with a net worth of more than ten billion in a few short years!
"Brother Jiang, how do you intend to make a name for yourself in the Shanghai Martial Arts Circle?"
Chiang Chung-nian glanced at him and said lightly, "Nonsense. Of course, it's to challenge the dojo, smash the door, and defeat the strongest group of people in the Shanghai martial arts circle one by one. "
Yu Qian was just a businessman, not a member of the martial arts circle at all. Chiang Chung-nian looked down on him, and in his heart, he did not want to talk nonsense with this kind of person.
"That's too troublesome. I have a good way to make Brother Jiang famous in one battle, and directly shock the entire Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai!"
Hearing this, even Chiang Chung-nian was moved.
"Tell me, what's the way?"
Yu Qian smiled slightly, "This person, when he has money and power, likes to gamble, and worships martial arts. No one can avoid this habit, and it has always been like this since ancient times. Brother Jiang, have you heard of a name called the Annual Competition? "
"Annual Competition?"
Chiang Chung-nian frowned, and said indifferently, "Boss Yu, don't keep me in suspense, tell me directly."
"This Annual Competition is an underground gambling competition spontaneously organized by the top bosses in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai business circles in pursuit of excitement. It is called the Annual Competition, but the time is set on October 10th every year, and there is a whole week before the start of this year's Annual Competition."
"This Annual Competition is not only a gathering of masters, but also a lot of gambling. You can bet on anything, money, antiques, real estate, women, and even life, territory, business, division of power, and so on. As long as you can't think of it, there is nothing you can't gamble on."
"The key is … this Annual Competition is very attractive, and basically all the famous bosses in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai will participate. Some are just onlookers, some are pure gamblers, and some will bring their masters to gamble."
At this point, Yu Qian grinned at Chiang Chung-nian, and said, "As long as we start spreading the news tomorrow, we will say that I, Yu Qian, have invited a top master this time, and vowed to win the Annual Competition … This will definitely arouse the fighting spirit of all the big bosses in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai. At that time, I guess that all the masters in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai will be invited by those big bosses."
"The most important thing is … I have a sworn enemy in Shanghai, called Yun Moshan. He has a very close relationship with Du Lixian, Luo Sanli, and that Mr. Pei. If nothing goes wrong, once I spread the news, even if Du Lixian and Luo Sanli don't invite him, that Yun Moshan will definitely invite that Mr. Pei to participate in this Annual Competition! "
"Brother Jiang, don't you think … this is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone? At that time, not only can you sweep away all the masters in the arena and become famous in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai, you can also take the opportunity to kill that Mr. Pei in front of everyone, and avenge your junior! "
After all, Yu Qian was a businessman, and his train of thought was very clear. His analysis was also logical and logical, and even Chiang Chung-nian's eyes flashed as he listened, and he was deeply moved.
"Boss Yu, I have underestimated you … Good, this is great! I must participate in this Annual Competition, this is a heaven-sent opportunity! "
Yu Qian laughed, "So … Brother Jiang, you agree to be the master that I invite to participate in the Annual Competition?"
"Of course, I will not refuse!"
"Hahaha, good good good! Then this matter is settled, Brother Jiang! I will ask someone to spread the news right now! "
"Okay."
Chiang Chung-nian's eyes were piercingly cold, and he whispered to himself, word by word, "Ah Kai, don't worry. Wait for another week, then I will definitely kill that Mr. Pei to avenge you. Du Lixian and Luo Sanli won't be able to escape either. They are your enemies, this time … they will all die!"
…
There were still four days left of the seven National Day holiday, and Pei Feng didn't go anywhere. He stayed in the Storm Pavilion and concentrated on crafting magic weapons.
The combination formation of the Thousand Worries Lake, Pei Feng named it the Misty Landscape Formation.
The Misty Landscape Formation was composed of four types of formations —
With the Storm Pavilion as the eye of the formation, the core was the Energy Gathering Formation.
The outer layer of the Energy Gathering Formation was a ring-shaped defensive formation — Wind and Rain Magic Formation.
The two Energy Gathering Formations extended towards the direction of the Snake Mountain and the depths of the lake.
Finally, there were six Mystical Fog Formations interspersed between the lake and the mountain, and were one with each other.
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