nownovels Chapter 68 Fierce Tiger
Chapter 68 Fierce Tiger
Without a doubt, the future that Yu Tong envisioned was a smooth and easy path to success.
With Lu Lin's abilities, if he were to join the military, things would definitely be even better than Yu Tong described.
but……
Lu Lin lowered his head and fell into thought.
Rather than living a peaceful life, he wanted to explore the pinnacle of martial arts.
There are only a handful of powerful figures like the Martial God who protects the nation in the entire Great Liang Dynasty.
At that time, power, beauty, and mansion will all be prepared for you with just a word, or even without you having to open your mouth.
If Lu Lin were in his forties or fifties, he definitely wouldn't refuse Yu Tong.
So he shook his head.
"Thank you for considering my situation, Brother Yu. However, I'd rather try to see if I can become the God of War who protects the nation."
Lu Lin spoke in a straightforward manner, without much personal emotion.
But Yu Tong could hear the determination in his voice.
Lu Lin accepted the offer without hesitation, both from the previous recruitment attempt and this latest persuasion.
This shows how determined he was.
"good!"
Yu Tong sighed in admiration, "As expected of someone Mr. Hou has chosen, I'm impressed. Lu Lin, if you ever need anything in the future, just come to me. I, Yu Tong, will go through fire and water for you."
"Um, Brother Yu, I do have something I'd like to ask you for help with."
"Oh? What is it? Just say the word."
"Tiger Fist, I want to learn Tiger Fist."
"This?" Yu Tong thought Lu Lin would write about elixirs and medicinal herbs, or divine weapons, or even if he wanted the girls from Qingyanlou, he would think it was perfectly reasonable.
But the Fierce Tiger Fist is just the most common fist technique in the army. Any new recruit who has been in the army for three months can learn it.
Lu Lin actually wants this!
"Okay, here you go!"
Lu Lin, holding the Fierce Tiger Fist, took his leave.
Yu Tong watched his departing figure, lost in thought.
……
The next morning, soldiers led the students to their respective work locations.
Lu Lin's job is relatively simple and lacks challenge, so it is not popular among other students.
Welcome to the airport.
It is said that more than a hundred years ago, when the then Emperor of Daliang came to Qinbei Prefecture for inspection, local officials welcomed the imperial procession here.
Over the years, Yingjiafang has become increasingly prosperous, with a constant stream of merchants and customers coming and going.
It can be described as the most prosperous place in Jinshan Prefecture.
But when Lu Lin arrived early in the morning, he found that there wasn't a single breakfast vendor on the roadside.
He wandered around for a long time before finally finding a steamed bun shop in a small alley.
The boss was quite old, looking to be over fifty, with most of his hair turned white.
Lu Lin stood in front of the stall, eating steamed buns while asking the owner for information.
"Sir, when does Yingjiafang usually get lively?"
"It's still early. The situation has been quite turbulent lately, and the shopkeepers and owners are afraid of getting into trouble, so they don't dare to open their doors."
The boss replied with a sentence and then turned around to steam the buns.
Lu Lin ate two baskets of steamed buns, borrowed some money, and wandered around the alley.
Soon, they came across a shop that had opened its back door, and a servant came out to buy something.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Lu Lin stopped the servant, "What does your family do? Are you closed today?"
"My family sells tea. Nobody goes shopping at this time of day. Instead of getting up early to open, I might as well stay home and sleep in a bit longer. *yawn*"
The servant yawned and left.
Afterwards, Lu Lin saw several stores open their back doors, but everyone who saw them said that no one was shopping now and they were unwilling to open their doors.
It would be one thing if it were just one or two families, but the fact that everyone in the entire alley was giving the same story made Lu Lin feel uneasy.
It was as if it had been arranged in advance.
There must be someone involved in this.
Lu Lin wasn't in a hurry, so he just wandered around one alley after another.
When they saw a shopkeeper come out, they went up to ask him.
The explanations they received were all the same: things weren't going well, nobody came, and the door wouldn't be opened.
Fortunately, a noodle shop opened for business at noon. Lu Lin went in and ordered a large bowl of meat noodles. He had only exchanged a few words with the owner when the owner hurriedly returned to the kitchen.
There was no one else in the shop besides Lu Lin.
I have no idea what the boss is busy with.
Lu Lin paid the bill and slowly walked out of the noodle shop. He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he heard the sound of the noodle shop owner closing the door behind him.
Something's wrong, something's very wrong.
I wanted to go find the old man who sold steamed buns in the morning to ask about the situation, but he had already closed his shop.
Helpless, Lu Lin could only wander around aimlessly until it got dark, but he still hadn't found anything.
After he left, the shopkeepers on the street peeked out before opening their doors to do business.
Lu Lin went around in circles and came back to find that all the doors were open; they were keeping an eye on him.
No, Lu Lin doesn't have many friends here, nor has he made any enemies, so it's not about him, it's about the city guards behind him.
Lu Lin understood the matter and did not delve into it further, turning around and returning to the main camp.
The next day, Lu Lin came to Yingjiafang again, and it was exactly the same as yesterday.
He went to the steamed bun shop and subtly gathered information.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the boss revealed that the place was under the jurisdiction of the Fierce Tiger Gang.
Tiger Gang?
Lu Lin was taken aback, remembering that a leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang who had been killed by Cui San Niang before was surnamed Du.
I never imagined that the Fierce Tiger Gang, with its immense power, could even protect such a bustling place as Yingjiafang.
It seems that the Fierce Tiger Gang is not simple either.
Upon receiving the news, Lu Lin didn't wander around aimlessly; he went straight to find the Fierce Tiger Gang.
"Brother, I've come to pay back the money."
Lu Lin took out seven or eight taels of loose silver and talked to the burly ruffian in front of the Fierce Tiger Gang.
"Pay back the money? We didn't lend you any money. Go find the person who lent you the money."
"Brother, please help me. That man said he'd sell my sister if we couldn't pay back the money. This money was hard-earned. Please have pity on my sister and me."
The burly ruffian glanced at Lu Lin and said, "You wait here. Don't run around. If you do, I'll break your legs."
After saying that, he turned around and went inside to look for someone.
Lu Lin peeked inside, but didn't see anyone.
After a short while, the big man returned and let him in, through two corridors, and then to the third room.
"Remember, Brother Qiang is in a good mood right now. Just go there, give your name, and return the money. Don't wander off, or he'll break your legs."
"Understood, thank you, brother!"
Lu Lin took out the eggs he had bought that morning from his pocket and tried to hand them to the big man, but the man impatiently pushed his hand away, almost causing him to drop the eggs.
Following the big man's instructions, Lu Lin passed through two corridors and found the third room.
He knocked gently on the door, and a voice inside said, "Come in," so Lu Lin went in.
Qiang looks to be in his early twenties, with a noticeable birthmark on his face.
Noticing Lu Lin enter, he didn't even lift his eyelids. "What's your name? Who did you borrow the money from? How much did you borrow?"
"Brother Qiang, I borrowed money from a man surnamed Du, but it's been several months and he hasn't come to collect the money. I was scared and searched for a long time before finally finding this place."
"Surname Du? Du Fei! Isn't he long dead? You're asking him for money? You're asking a dead man for money!" Qiang Ge suddenly stood up, grabbed an inkstone from the table, and threw it at Lu Lin.