Chapter 152 Flood washed away the Dragon King Templeevening. Boss Qian, accompanied by his daughter Mary and two servants who were moving things, walked into the Ren Mansion with smiles on their faces. "Marshal Cheng, this tripod with animal face pattern is an antique I collected five years ago. It is said to be a newly unearthed ancient object from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. I am a layman and I don't know whether it is true or not. I hope you and Miss Ren will like it..." "Boss Qian, this gift is too valuable, you should take it back!" Cheng Long is only interested in magic weapons. He cannot appreciate ordinary antiques, and he does not have the leisure time for that. "Marshal Cheng, this is just a small token of my appreciation. If you think it takes up too much space, you can sell it later. Besides, how can I take back a gift that has been delivered to my door?" Boss Qian was not surprised that Marshal Cheng did not fall in love with his daughter, but instead fell in love with Ren Tingting, the person he wanted to suppress. The pitiful Ren Tingting was much prettier than Mary. If he wasn't old and had the will but not the strength, he might have done the same as A Wei and tried every means to possess Miss Ren. "In that case, I'll take it." "Boss Qian, please have some tea."
Ren Tingting was very virtuous and made a cup of tea for Boss Qian. Then he brought another cup to Qian Lili. Seeing Mary's resentful look, she felt extremely lucky. If her appearance was not as outstanding as Mary's, she would probably become a resentful woman and watch the man she liked go with another woman. "Ms. Ren, the Ren and Qian families always had conflicts over business matters in the past, and the servants even had a few fights because of it. I'm really sorry, and I've already restrained the servants. This time I came to visit you mainly to make it clear to you in person that the previous few times were all the servants' own decisions, and it had nothing to do with me. Please don't misunderstand." After hearing Boss Qian's heartfelt words, if Ren Tingting had not developed a pair of sharp eyes after three years of hard work, and knew that Boss Qian came to apologize because he was afraid that her man would settle the score later, she might have actually believed it. An old fox is an old fox, and his superb acting skills are truly admirable. "It doesn't matter. There are always some bumps and bumps in doing business." "Ms. Ren is truly a female Zhuge Liang. She is straightforward in her actions." Boss Qian praised Ren Tingting, then turned around and taught his daughter Mary a lesson. "Mary, learn more from your sister Ren. You are my daughter, Qian Baiwan. You will inherit a part of the family business in the future. You can't keep it if you don't have some skills." "Dad, I understand." Mary wanted to pounce on Ren Tingting, beat her up, and curse her for being a vixen who seduced her man. But in reality, she had to bow her head and acknowledge others as her sister. "Sister Ren, I just came back from the provincial capital a few months ago, so I don't know much about family matters. Please take care of me in the future. I will be very grateful." "Okay, I'll have plenty of time in the future, you can always come and ask me for advice." Ren Tingting agreed very readily, but the Qian family's father and daughter felt extremely unhappy after hearing it. Because her words were like a knife stabbing the hearts of the father and daughter. Now that Ren Tingting has the Marshal as her backer, she can safely leave the family business to the servants. No one dares to cross her brow anymore. It won't be like before, where she would cause trouble every now and then. Now she has plenty of time! She only needs to manage the accounts of each property and not worry too much about other aspects.
Especially after Uncle Fu became younger and more energetic, there were fewer things that Ren Tingting needed to handle personally. "Marshal Cheng, I have something to do at home, so I won't disturb you anymore." Boss Qian's visit to offer gifts was only to show his attitude in case Cheng Long wanted to settle a score with him later. Now that he has accepted the gifts and drunk the tea, there is really no need to stay and try to please him. "Walk slowly, don't send." After the Qian father and daughter left. Ren Tingting ignored the maids around her, threw herself into Cheng Long's arms with excitement, and said with a beaming face: "Brother Long, I suddenly feel so happy! You didn't know before that Boss Qian is so arrogant and never takes me seriously. But just now, he was like a servant who sold himself to the Ren Mansion, uneasy. When I poured him a cup of tea, he had to take it with both hands, not daring to neglect it at all..." Mr. Cheng put his hands on Tingting's nutrition cabin to warm them up, and said, "This is the nature of survival of the fittest. They are worried that I will settle the score later, so they naturally want to come to your house to apologize. This is just the beginning. Once my identity is exposed, more and more people will come to your house to apologize." "Brother Long, there's no one around you now. I'm a little worried that Marshal Long will be invited here by Awei and will pretend not to know you..." Ren Tingting, with blushing cheeks, was very worried about this. For the sake of interests, even clan members can turn against each other, not to mention the warlords who formed an alliance for interests. Lou Dalong owed Brother Long a lot of money. If the other party took the opportunity to attack them, not only would the debt be cleared, but the wealth accumulated by three generations of the Ren family could also be taken away. "Don't worry, he doesn't have the courage." Cheng Long's actions became more and more outrageous. "Brother Long, don't stay here..." Ren Tingting's pretty face flushed. The door was still open, and Brother Long actually put his hand in. How embarrassing it would be if someone saw this! …… The next day, early in the morning. On the dusty road, rows of soldiers in gray uniforms marched slowly forward with heavy steps. The sound of bugles, the sound of horses' hooves, and the voices of soldiers chatting in groups of two or three intertwined together to form a unique melody that echoed in the open wilderness. As the march progressed, the troops gradually dispersed, forming a spectacular marching scene. In the distance, the mountains are rolling and shrouded in clouds and mist; in the near distance, the fields are vast and the rice is fragrant. The soldiers are walking, riding horses, or driving cars, crossing rivers and mountains. Soon, the team entered a dark and strange jungle. Awei, who was sitting in the carriage, felt the evil stirring in the forest. Without hesitation, he pinched his fingers and summoned a bolt of lightning to strike somewhere in the forest. boom! A bolt of lightning pierced the sky. It sounded like a huge drum, shaking people's hearts. The sudden bolt from the blue made everyone look up. Unconsciously, a dark cloud had gathered above their heads, with lightning and thunder in the cloud, and ferocious electric snakes that seemed to be able to break out at any time and rush down angrily. The evil spirits hiding in the forest were immediately frightened and fled in all directions. "Pfft~~" Inside the carriage, Awei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. After a long time. A Wei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and sighed, "This body is too weak. I forcibly used the Five Thunders Righteous Method and it actually damaged its foundation."
After an interlude. A battalion led by Lou Dalong himself quickly entered the territory of Renjia Town. Outside Renjia Town, there were crowds of people, gathering in groups of three or five to talk. Maoshan's great general Uncle Jiu, the wealthy Boss Qian, the big landlord Mr. Huang, and many members of the Ren clan all gathered here. Cheng Long and Ren Tingting, who were like a fairy couple, inevitably became the focus of everyone's attention. There weren't many people gathered behind the two of them, only Uncle Fu and the three servants who dared to confront the security team with guns yesterday. These three were strengthened by Cheng Long last night. Each person obtained three persons' worth of essence and blood energy, and their physical fitness more than doubled. The degree of enhancement is not great. For Cheng Long today, it is just a small favor. However, such a benefit is enough to make them sacrifice their lives. "Rumble..." Soon, the roar of cars as the army advanced drifted over from afar. Immediately afterwards, rows of soldiers armed with live ammunition and following the vehicles came into view. "Here they come! The army is coming!" “So many cars!” "Oh my god, Marshal Long actually brought four or five hundred people. This isn't a war, is it necessary to bring so many people?" "Everyone should stand far away and watch, so as not to get hurt by mistake." Upon hearing this, the timid members of the Ren clan hurriedly retreated to a distance of a hundred meters, fearing that Marshal Long would become so angry that he would kill them as well. Little did they know that when Lou Dalong, who was sitting in a Ford Model T, saw Cheng Long hugging a woman and standing in the most conspicuous position from afar, he was so scared that he rubbed his eyes desperately. "impossible!" "How could it be him?" "I must be dazzled." Lou Dalong kept rubbing his eyes and opening them, but as the distance got closer and he could see more and more clearly, his heart gradually rose to his throat. It turned out to be Marshal Cheng! His big creditor! This is really like a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and family members no longer recognize each other! "stop!" In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Lou Dalong raised his right hand and stopped the advancing troops from more than a hundred meters away. Boss Qian saw this and came close to Uncle Jiu, whispering, "Uncle Jiu, why did Marshal Long stop? Can the bullets hit us from such a distance?"
"How would I know? I'm a Taoist priest, not a general." Uncle Jiu was also very surprised at this time that Marshal Long from the neighboring Qinghu County was actually an old acquaintance of his when he was young. It’s also because Lou Dalong has always been addressed as Marshal Long instead of Marshal Lou, otherwise he would have guessed it long ago. I don’t know whether Lianmei has been happy or not after marrying this bastard for more than ten years. "Uncle, the person who broke my leg yesterday was that bastard. You must help me!" Awei, who was possessed by the crazy Taoist priest, was like a child who was beaten and cried and went back to his parents' home to move. "Snapped!" Lou Dalong slapped Awei in the face with his backhand, leaving him dumbfounded. "You bastard! You have never learned your lesson since childhood. You have relied on my status to bully others. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, but you dare to sow discord here. Do you believe it or not, I will break your other leg too?" Lou Dalong was afraid that Cheng Long would misunderstand, so he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. When he saw Cheng Long clearly, his legs went weak. This bastard was so short-sighted that he jumped in front of him to instigate him. Doesn’t he know that Marshal Cheng is his biggest creditor? Didn’t he know that Marshal Cheng was the biological brother of his adoptive father and mother? "No, third cousin, what's wrong with you? I'm Awei, and I do everything for you! What's wrong with you?" The crazy Taoist was stunned and could not understand why Lou Dalong changed his face. "How dare you talk nonsense here?" Lou Dalong's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he shouted coldly: "Come here, tie him up for me and hand him over to Marshal Cheng for disposal..." "Yes, Marshal." Two strong soldiers immediately found a hemp rope and tied up Awei like a piglet. It was such a dramatic scene that Mr. Huang, the Ren clan members and others looked at each other in surprise. Only Uncle Jiu and Boss Qian, who knew the inside story, smiled as if they expected it. To offend Marshal Cheng, who was at the peak of his career, for the sake of a cousin, everyone would know what to choose. The reason why Lou Dalong could become a small regional warlord was not only because of his family influence, but also because of his brain. (End of this chapter)