Lei Shiyin is currently unable to manage the affairs of the Heluo Gang, and the matters in the Heluo Gang were all pressing against Chen Qiu and his gang.

Although there are old people like Lang Mutou and Manager Zhao who help, because they are a gang in the chamber of commerce, the gang has accumulated some conflicts on weekdays, and it is all up to the force of Lei Ye to suppress them.

Now that Master Lei is gone, those businessmen who are more respectful on weekdays will have a little bit of a slander.

Although no one jumped out, there will be a bird that will soon be successful.

The reason why Chen Qiu said these words to Mr. Li was to prevent the real "ignorant" businessmen from making trouble, and to lose the reputation that Mr. Lei and the Lang Monk earned back to their lives.

It is very difficult to accomplish things in this world, but it is very simple to want bad things.

At present, the situation can only be suppressed by thunder. Those contradictions will have to be slowly mediated and eliminated in the future.

"Uncle Li asks Yijian for me again."

Chen Qiu sent Mr. Li to the door of the hall and said:

"If he and Xiaohu and Yi Sheng were willing, it would be better to join the Heluo Gang. The gang suffered heavy injuries yesterday, and it was just the help of someone who needed the help of a capable person.

If Yi Jian is willing, I will give him the title of elder in the middle of the gang. Uncle Li is good at business and should also be the one who helps Zhongqian and grain, so as to assist Shiyin to achieve success in the future.”

"this..."

Mr. Li looked surprised.

More than a year ago, he brought his wealth to the Heluo Gang, so he naturally knew that the Heluo Gang members and the gang elders were the confidants of the gang leader.

If his son really becomes an elder, the Li family members in Heluo Gang will be considered a powerful move in the future.

Mr. Li is a clear-minded person.

Although the battle in Luoyang scared him to the point of being shocked, seeing that the martial arts leader and other leaders of the martial arts world were trying their best to help, they knew that the Heluo Gang could not fall.

Maybe he could even become a first-class sect in the world like Xiaoxiang Jianmen. If his son seizes the opportunity, his Li family will inherit wealth and honor in the future.

"My nephew, I don't understand the world, but I'm afraid that my son will not be able to convince the public."

Mr. Li pinched his beard and asked in a low voice:

"If you are held in grudge, I'm afraid..."

"Just like martial arts, just practice more."

Chen Qiu hung his arm and patted Mr. Li's shoulder with his right hand, and he said:

"There are many good martial arts in the world. If Yi Jian is willing to help the poetry and music achieve success, even if he uses secret books, I will definitely pile him into a master in the world.

Uncle Li doesn’t have to worry. Chen will also live in Luoyang for a long time in the future. If something really happens, I will suppress you.”

"good!"

After Chen Qiu's promise, Mr. Li made up his mind, and he bowed and said:

"The nephew is the director of Shiyin's niece. The materials are in urgent need of shortage of materials. My Li family has no other medicinal materials. If you want to use them, you can go to the warehouse to get them.

This Luoyang City also relies on the heroes of the martial arts world to fight to the death, so they saved their lives. They were so grateful for the life of the city. I didn’t take any money to take this medicinal herb, and I gave it to my nephew and the leader to use it.

If you still need money, I... give some of it and I will deliver it this afternoon."

Chen Qiu nodded, said a few more words to Mr. Li, and watched him leave.

He looked at the black smoke vaguely floating above Luoyang City, and his heart was also a little heavy. After a few breaths, he turned around and said to Manager Zhao, who had a white cloth tied to his arm behind him:

"Uncle Zhao, Master Lei, Lang Seng's funeral, I'll ask you."

"Um."

Manager Zhao has served Mr. Lei for decades. The relationship between the master and servant is deep. Mr. Lei does not regard him as an outsider, and Shiyin also regards him as an elder. He is also half of the Lei family.

These things naturally need to be handled by him.

"I see that Shen Daxia is very organized in his work and can gather people's hearts. The proposal of the Hero Monument made me feel shocked. After this incident, the Heluo Gang's reputation in the world has become."

Manager Zhao said to Chen Qiu:

"It's a blessing for the eldest lady to get the help of Shen Daxia."

"Uncle Zhao is polite."

Chen Qiu waved his hand and said:

"The poem is very close to Qingqing, like a sister, and has a blood relationship with Yaoqin. Lei Ye Langseng took good care of me during his lifetime, and was reasonable and now these are all my duties.

But they left too quickly, so anxious that they caught people off guard.”

Speaking of this, Chen Qiu and Manager Zhao fell silent. He remembered something again and said to Manager Zhao:

"Uncle Zhao, I want to change the system of the Heluo Gang.

Under the gang leader and two deputy gang leader, there will be seven more elder positions to promote some loyal and capable people, and I also want to post some posts and invite some heroes from the world.

He is a "outsider of the Heluo Gang" and does not participate in the affairs of the gang, but is also supported by the gang, and has a name for himself. He will also make the Heluo Gang famous.

Secondly, we can also make some contacts and ask for help when we really encounter problems.

Do you think it's OK?"

Manager Zhao nodded and said:

"Gang leader, the deputy gang leader is entrusted to the orphan before his death, so there is no need to say much. Miss Shiyin trusts Shen Daxia. If it weren't for Shen Daxia's Xiaoyao, it would be a foregone conclusion to give you a deputy gang leader.

My Heluo Gang suffered a heavy blow this time, and the gang suffered heavy casualties. It was just when fresh blood was needed. It would be okay to change the system of this gang.

However, the famous and famous heroes in the world always thought that my Heluo helper's style was too strong and was stinking to interact with us.

I'm afraid it's hard to invite these foreign escorts."

"That's the past."

Chen Qiu shook his head, rubbed his chin and beard, and said:

"It's different now. Let's do it. First make a few copies of worship books and leave them until the Hero Monk is completed. After the day when the monk Lei Ye Lang is buried, he will give one copy to Jinan Yang Fu.

I will go and deliver it myself.

However, although it is to make the Heluo Gang famous, the position of worship cannot be given too much, so as not to be underestimated.

If you ask for it again in the future, you will only invite the experts on the earth among the scattered people in the world."

After discussing this, Manager Zhao went to prepare. Chen Qiu was about to go back to the hall and continued to see the troubles when he saw a servant from Wulong Villa hurried over.

Say yes, the leader has important things, please come over.

Chen Qiu followed him out, rode on his horse, and passed by the streets and alleys of Luoyang.

This morning, the bustling streets were crying and the streets were filled with white paper flying. There were innocent people who were preparing for funerals at home.

The coffin shops in the entire Luoyang city have been considered a great city today.

There is also the epidemic poison left by the Wandu Sect. Although the Medicine King distributed medicine in the city before, not everyone had already taken the medicine. The whole street with fireworks could be seen lying on the street and coughing everywhere.

The Beggars' Sect, dressed in beggar costumes, dragged wooden carts and distributed medicine soup along the street.

Fortunately, this poison is not fatal. After drinking the medicine, it will be cured in seven days.

Walking through an alley, Chen Qiu saw some people looking for something in the burning house. Those people were sad and confused. The disaster last night burned one-fifth of the houses in the city and tens of thousands of people were displaced.

Some children were crying on the street, probably frightened by the miserable scene.

The covered Beggars' Sect, under the command of some big bones, were carrying out corpses covered with white cloth from the collapsed house.

There were groups of people gathered on the street, shouting something, and some people hid aside, squatting on the ground and crying quietly.

Occasionally, people from the martial arts world came over and came forward to help. Some of them were kind-hearted and bought food from the street food shop and distributed it to innocent people who had nowhere to go.

The order in the city is pretty good.

After all, the leader of the martial arts world suppressed the city, and the elite Beggars' Sect patrolled everywhere. The people in the city were still angry. Some people dared to do evil things at this time, and they didn't need to meet the officials.

You will be hacked to death on the spot.

After walking across the street corner, Chen Qiu also saw several porridge shops beside the street, surrounded by people, and the temporary shops were filled with flags of Luoyue Store.

Chen Qiu bent a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Yaoqin, there is really a way to know what the people in this city need most at this time.

The monks of Baima Temple escaped a disaster last night and were invited by the Heluo helpers. Whether it was a master or a novice monk, they all wore monks and helped chant scriptures and pray for blessings at homes in those who needed it, or helped to do their funerals afterwards.

He also saw the bearded Yang Fu.

The man was wearing a knife and naked body, helping the Mo family clear the ruins behind the fire. He was a hero from Qilu, and also led many Qilu knights to help.

This person is good, really good.

Dare to fight and kill, and have a passionate heart, it is worth paying.

But Luoyang, which was once prosperous in Shen Qiu, has changed a lot today. The ruins, corpses, and blood stains on the streets that have not been cleaned, and the various corpses piled in hidden corners.

There is also the shaking black smoke in the sky, the restless smell of the pungent wood burning on the street, the sound of crying, the sound of suona, and the white paper money that keeps flying in the wind.

The pedestrians on the street, who were like walking corpses, seemed to have been broken by disasters, and were confused and tragic.

These things are mixed together to outline a chaotic world.
To be continued...