The Supreme Dragon Emperor

Early the next morning, Qin Xiaotian took Qin Zheng out of the hospital. After that, the father and son drove to the southern suburbs of Tiandu City.

Xichuan Province has been known as Tianfu since ancient times. In this era of extremely developed modern civilization, environmental protection work is still very good.

The southern suburbs are such a place, away from the city center, with fresh air and a beautiful environment. If it weren't for the fact that it was too far away from the city center, it would take three hours by car, I am afraid that this place would have been developed into a rich settlement by real estate developers.

Even so, there are still scattered villas in the southern suburbs. These villas are vacation places for wealthy businessmen in Xichuan Province, and they are not often used in normal times.

The Qin family does have a house in the southern suburbs. However, since I got married, I haven't been here again. In Qin Zheng's impression, the southern suburbs are just a better environment. After all, they have not been developed, and life is more inconvenient. Living here is really not something a person like him who grew up in the city can bear.

As Qin Xiaotian's Rolls-Royce Gullit moved further and further away from the city center, Qin Zheng's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Because, he found that the aura of the suburbs is stronger than that of the city center. Obviously, densely populated cities are not suitable for ascetics to cultivate. Qin Zheng guessed that, except for special places, the deep mountains and old forests are probably the places with the strongest aura.

No wonder there have been legends of high-ranking hermits in China since ancient times. Presumably, most people go for the aura in the mountains and forests.

Seeing his son open the window, breathing heavily in the fresh air blowing in from the window, Qin Xiaotian smiled and said, "How about it, have you been overwhelmed this month?"

"Well, it's been a long time since I smelled such fresh air. Dad, how about we move to that house in the southern suburbs when the Yuehong matter is settled?" Qin Zheng said.

"Uh, I'm afraid this won't work..." Qin Xiaotian smiled awkwardly, but didn't explain why.

After the car arrived at the destination, Qin Zheng knew why Qin Xiaotian said that he could not move here.

Because, the villa in my family has been occupied by someone. Qin Xiaotian's car stopped at the entrance of the villa. As soon as he got out of the car, Qin Zheng smelled a disgusting smell in the fresh air.

This smell is very light, if it is ordinary people can't smell it at all. Not only could Qin Zheng smell it, but he could even tell that the weird smell came from at least dozens of unclean things mixed together.

Pushing open the gate of the villa's yard, he saw more than a dozen wine bottles piled up in disorder at the gate of the villa. It can be seen that drinkers are not taboo, there is everything from bottled beer worth three yuan a bottle, imported canned beer ranging from tens of yuan to tens of yuan, and even red wine worth tens of thousands of yuan.

"Hey, is the Hall Master here?"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a shirtless young man came out from inside. He pulled the belt around his waist with one hand, rubbed his sleepy eyes with the other, and casually greeted Qin Xiaotian.

This young man has long hair tied in a ponytail, fair skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks extremely decent. There is also a thumb-long scar on his left cheek. At first glance, he looks like a cartoon protagonist.

He has a black dragon tattooed on his naked upper body, but this dragon is not coiled on his chest like most people, but around his body, with the tail at his waist and the head on his left shoulder. Looking at no less than ten hideous wounds on his body, he is obviously a ruthless character.

"Hey, isn't this the young master? What day is it today? Boss, why did you bring the young master here?" Only then did the young man realize that the person beside Qin Xiaotian was not an ordinary follower.

It was his eldest son, Qin Zheng. Afterwards, the "Hall Master" was changed to "Boss". Obviously, Qin Xiaotian usually gave them orders such as calling them "Boss" in front of his own family.

"You know me?" Qin Zheng was taken aback.

"Uh, Xiao Zheng, Ji Huan was responsible for protecting Xiao Zhan during the years when he went abroad. He also saw your photos." Qin Xiaotian coughed dryly and said.

"Hall master, you recruited?" Liao Jihuan looked at the hall master in surprise. The hall master is a man who loves his family. Let alone the Huaxia Hongmen, even in the World Hongmen Association, he is not a big deal. small joke.

Not letting his family members know his identity in the Hongmen, perhaps those younger brothers who have just joined the association have these concerns, but it is absolutely unique for those who are at Qin Xiaotian's level to hide it from their families. To be honest, Liao Jihuan admired the hall master, and kept it a secret for thirty years, which is not something ordinary people can do. No matter how much I find it funny, I have to admit that the hall master has taken great pains in this matter.

Liao Jihuan didn't expect that he could still see the day when the hall master's family knew his identity.

"Let me formally introduce you, Xiaozheng. This is Liao Jihuan. He has been with me since he was eleven years old. Now he is the backbone of our Hongmen in Xichuan. He basically takes care of everything on the road. When Yuehong first had an accident, He is one of the few young people who dare to fight hard in the hall. Speaking of which, there have been many disputes in the hall over the years, but most of them are settled by Ji Huan. Yes, he can be said to be my right-hand man!" Qin Xiaotian said.

"Hello, Qin Zheng!" Qin Zheng nodded to Liao Jihuan.

Liao Jihuan laughed and said: "Now that we know each other, the Eldest Young Master is my brother. If you need my help in the future, just say hello, and I will do anything for the Eldest Young Master!"

"Okay, Dou Da doesn't know a lot of characters, what kind of writing are you talking about with my son!" Qin Xiaotian kicked Liao Jihuan and scolded with a smile.

Qin Zheng smiled. Although the meaning expressed in Liao Jihuan's words was cryptic, he could still hear it, that is, the number one champion under his father didn't like him very much. It can be said that the reason why he is so polite to him is entirely because of his father. Maybe if he encounters any trouble and calls him, he will definitely not refuse, but the relationship between the two probably stops here.

At the same time, Qin Zheng can guarantee that his father must be clear about Liao Jihuan's thoughts. The reason why I stood by was because I wanted to see how I handled this matter.

When the father and son were talking last night, Qin Zheng asked Qin Xiaotian to hand over Xichuan Hongmen to him, Qin Xiaotian was not very repulsive. In the hundreds of years of Hongmen's history, there are countless examples of the position of the head of the branch halls in various places, from father to son, and from teacher to apprentice.

It's not that the succession of the master of Hongmen is hereditary, but because in the succession of succession from father to son and master to apprentice, two generations are working in Hongmen. The younger generation is outstanding, and has the foundation laid by the older generation, so competing for the position of hall master naturally has a much greater advantage than others.

Qin Xiaotian has worked hard in Xichuan Hongmen for twenty years, and he believes that he has absolute prestige in the hall. The biggest problem is that Qin Zheng is not from Hongmen. I am afraid that many people will not be convinced that Qin Zheng is suddenly promoted to the position of head of Xichuan Hongmen.

As a Jianghu gang, when they were young, none of the top executives in Xichuan Hongmen lived a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife. They definitely have no objection to Qin Xiaotian being the hall master, but Qin Xiaotian's pampered son should be the hall master. Let these old people Yes, it's hard.

Yes, for Qin Xiaotian, this matter was difficult, but not impossible. Because, Qin Zheng is not an ordinary person, but a monk who even the ancient martial arts masters look up to. Qin Xiaotian believed that as long as those old guys knew Qin Zheng's identity, they would never be dissatisfied with Qin Zheng being the hall master.

After all, Hongmen is regarded as a powerful force, and when they are on the road, they are compared with fists. Having a strong leader naturally makes subordinates more at ease. What Qin Xiaotian was most worried about was that Qin Zheng was not good enough in the world, and something would happen.

You must know that the hall master must not only be powerful, but also have superb means of controlling his subordinates. Otherwise, no matter how powerful you are, because you don't know how to be a human being, you will make your subordinates dissatisfied, and no one will work for you.

"Don't call me a young master. I'm also from Hongmen. Why are you being so polite? Judging by your age, you should be less than thirty, right? How old am I? If you don't mind, call me brother Zheng That's it!" Qin Zheng said with a smile.

Liao Jihuan's face immediately became gloomy. He debuted at the age of eleven and is now twenty-six years old. He has lived a life of hacking, hacking, and killing for fifteen years. There are not a few people who have personally killed them. From the perspective of ordinary people, this The guy is a vicious gangster. How could such a person be a kind person?

Do not dislike? Young master, I am so disgusted that I feel disgusted in my heart, seeing how embarrassed you are for the face of the hall master, you f*cked your nose in the face? Who the hell is from the Hongmen like you, when the young master cut someone with a knife, you haven't even seen a chicken killed? Brother Huanzheng, I bah!

Liao Jihuan gave Qin Zheng a cold look, then turned to Qin Xiaotian and said, "Boss, the house is a little messy, I'll go in and clean it up first!"

After speaking, he turned and walked into the room without even looking at Qin Zheng.

Qin Xiaotian secretly sighed: It seems that Xiaozheng still can't let go of his pride as a monk. How can he establish a relationship of mutual trust when dealing with his subordinates like this?

Thinking of this, Qin Xiaotian couldn't help feeling a little worried.