Cities: Start from Controlling Destiny

There are four districts in Pengcheng, and this Huangquan Sword Society has adopted a strategy of attacking from multiple points at the same time.

Before the trade fair was held, the West District had already been captured by the police, and the proud Huangquan Sword Club directly threatened to kill any warrior they saw in the West District. They were arrogant, but they had no choice.

On the surface, this trade fair is about the exchanges between martial artists in the southern area of ​​Pengcheng, but the real intention is to discuss and resist the invasion of foreign forces.

At the same time, Mr. Gu also planned to raise another serious question at this trade fair, that is, the killing of the disciple of Qianjin Sect.

It just so happened that the place where he was killed was the mountain behind the sheep's fetus in the southern area of ​​Pengcheng. It was really a wave of unrest and another wave. For the warriors in the southern area of ​​Pengcheng, it was simply an external problem and an internal trouble.

Thinking of this, Gu Lao shook his head angrily, as if all his energy had been sucked away.

Just now, he received a notice from the Baihutang of the Qianjin Gate that he will kill the enemies of the gate in the next few days, and anyone who dares to stop him will be killed.

The southern district is really suffering from bloody misfortune. Why did they all encounter such a catastrophe that wiped out the entire army?

Fortunately, the appearance of Lin Qin was like a ray of dawn shining on the sky in the southern area of ​​Pengcheng.

In the final analysis, if the Southern District wants to break the situation, there is only one way, and that is to have absolute strength, so that it can not only perfectly defend the territory of the Southern District, but also show off the strength of the Southern District in one fell swoop.

The key point naturally fell on Lin Qin.

Gu Lao's worries were all understood by Lin Qin's sniffing.

He was the first to speak up, "Old Gu, the matter of Qianjinmen is my business, don't worry, I will come forward to solve it, and it will not involve the Southern District."

Hearing what Lin Qin said, Mr. Gu's heart suddenly warmed up a lot. In fact, from the notice sent by Baihutang, he already knew that the instigator of this incident was Master Lin.

In fact, even if there is no explanation in the announcement, Mr. Gu can still calculate seven or eight.

How powerful the Qianjin Sect is, the overlord of the entire Yuebei region, no one can shake it. Thousands of disciples are scattered all over the place. As long as there is an order, no warrior in the entire Yuebei region will survive alone.

Therefore, almost all warriors in the Yuebei area have a consensus that they must not provoke this giant.

Now to actually kill the disciple of Qianjin Sect, or the senior elder brother whom the Sect Master favored, this is undoubtedly not pulling out the tiger's teeth.

Except for the mighty Master Lin who dared to do this matter, other warriors simply didn't have the strength or the guts!
"Master Lin, if you say that, you are out of touch."

Gu Lao's tone was very sincere. These years, as he got older, Gu Lao had the intention of retiring, but he couldn't find a suitable candidate, so he reluctantly survived.

But now, Lin Qin is undoubtedly the most suitable successor, he is simply the chosen one.

"It's not you, I'm afraid we don't know how much suffering we will suffer today, how much humiliation we will suffer from the Huangquan Sword Society."

While talking, Gu Lao burst into tears.

The other warriors also had their own feelings when they saw it. They heard that when the Western District fell, all the warriors were locked up, and the Huangquan Sword Club used the secret technique of torture.

"Yes, Master Lin, you saved our lives today, and you are our reborn parents."

One of the young men in suits shouted outraged.

These days, they have been too aggrieved, worrying every day when the Huangquanjian society will come to their door.

Moreover, the root cause of this problem is that their strength is too weak. Even if there is no Huangquan Sword Society, if there is another sect that seeks the door, they will still be like a shrinking turtle, closing the door to discuss how to deal with it.

Now, with Master Lin in the Southern District, they have another choice.

kill!

That's right, fighting back with the toughest attitude, even dying in battle is better than making compromises in the end. After all, the spirit passed down by the ancestors is not to let their children and grandchildren become bastards!
With the young man in a suit taking the lead, other people also threw out their ideas one after another.

"That's right, Master Lin, we are all from the Southern District, how can we let you carry it alone?"

"Even if I'm a little weaker, none of my Huoshimen's disciples are cowards."

"Yes yes yes, fuck him!!!"

"..."

Every time you say something, the warriors in the southern district become more and more excited as they talk, and the warriors who are still a bit hesitant are all influenced by this atmosphere. The Tianwei No. 3 Unfinished Building can't help but utter deafening mobilization slogans.

"OK OK."

Gu Lao raised his hand, motioning everyone to be quiet first, "Everyone, be quiet first."

When the surroundings quieted down, he continued to say, "I understand what everyone means."

"That's right, the Southern District is indeed in a paralyzed situation where all industries are waiting to be developed, so a new guide is imminent."

"The old man is an old man. He has already put one foot in the coffin. It is 100% inappropriate to take up this position. Over the years, I have been looking for new candidates."

Speaking of this, he sighed deeply, "Unfortunately, there is no disciple of any sect who can take on this important task, so I have reluctantly continued to take on it these years."

"Obviously, I still haven't been able to do this well, otherwise the southern district of Pengcheng would not have evolved into what it is today."

"So, today I resign from office and hand over the Martial Artist Order of the Southern District to Master Lin, and let him lead our Southern District to a new height."

Gu Lao’s words are well-founded, and he also revealed his true feelings. Although the warriors present were a little bit reluctant, they were still persuaded by Gu Lao. Like in the past, it was never before that a random stranger was in charge of the warrior order in the southern district. things.

However, just when everyone was about to second the proposal, it was Lin Qin who spoke first.

"Thanks to Gu Lao's promotion!"

Lin Qin nodded modestly to Gu Lao, and then said calmly,
"It's still a pity to tell everyone that I don't know how to control the Martial Artist Order in the Southern District."

"what?"

As soon as these words came out, the warriors from the southern district present were shocked.

Like the olive branch thrown out by Huoshimen or Tianleimen just now, it is just a matter of one sect, but now it is the entire southern area of ​​Pengcheng, which is equivalent to the controller of more than a dozen sects.

This right, this honor, was rejected like this, which really made them never expect.

Even Mr. Gu who was at the side was taken aback, showing doubts on his face. Although the strength that Master Lin showed just now was indeed astonishing, combining the secret skills of various schools in the southern district, it was still a hodgepodge.

Isn't this martial arts that the more you learn secret skills, the more you can improve your strength like 1+1?

Everyone is a container and needs to practice step by step. It takes time to accumulate and cultivate. It can be said that there are countless warriors who are more powerful than Master Lin.

"Master Lin, you are still young, and you may not have been exposed to the outside world. There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!" Gu Laoyu persuaded earnestly.