Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 148 Killing three birds with one stone, wouldn’t it be great! 【Please subscribe】

One night passes

Everything is calm in Weiyuan Escort Agency!
  Perhaps because someone deliberately suppressed it, the death of the woman in blue was not leaked, and it was as if everything had never happened.

Wei Hong specially sent a few little green birds to keep an eye on the escort agency. After confirming that it was safe, he still felt no sense of security in his heart.

At present, it can be confirmed that Mu Sui's death provoked Xiong Gang, a strong man in the early stage of bone refining realm!
  It's not yet known how strong this person is, but those who can take people out to escort and deliver goods in this era are usually ruthless characters who lick blood with their swords.

Wei Hong now dares to say that he is invincible in the realm of blood refining!

If he really encounters an opponent at the early stage of the Bone Refining Realm, he won't be too panicked.

However, Xiong Gang is surrounded by his henchmen. Once they launch a massive revenge against the Qinghe Chamber of Commerce, Wei Hong may not be able to withstand them with two fists. At least it will be difficult for him to protect his own industry.

"So, we still need to cultivate some of our own talents."

The thoughts growing in Wei Hong's heart became stronger and stronger.

After Wei Hong poured him a cup of tea, he smiled and said, "I'm going to ask you to do something for me. I wonder if you are willing?"

As long as there are enough resources to support it, it will be easy to enter the blood refining realm and bone refining realm in time.

After Wei Hong pondered for a while, his eyes turned to Luan Xiaoqi.

At the stone table in the backyard of the butcher shop, Wei Hong and Luan Xiaoqi sat opposite each other, just like he and Zhu Sihai did back then. There was also a pot of tea on the stone table.

Now he can earn more than 70,000 taels of silver every month selling powerful Vajra Pills.

In that case, why didn't Wei Hong let him help him train dead soldiers?
  In this way, he can not only find something to do, but also have someone he trusts to help him with work. Wouldn't it be great to kill three birds with one stone?
  After making up his mind, Wei Hong decisively approached Luan Xiaoqi during his free time at noon.

In fact, he had raised young girls like Luan Xiaoqi in Renyi Alley before, and they could barely be regarded as the most basic training of dead soldiers. Although he did not brainwash them, he could still rest assured letting them do some trivial tasks.

Luan Xiaoqi gave him a strange look and said angrily: "Brother Hong, what do you mean by this? Why should you be polite to me? We all know how you have treated us over the years. Just tell us what you want to do." , we can take the lives of these lowly people."

How many people can such a large amount of income support? Secretly training hundreds of dead soldiers is not a problem, right? If he encounters a potential enemy like Weiyuan Escort Agency again, why should he be cautious on his own?

At the same time, this guy's young man's enthusiasm has not faded. Every day he is either thinking about joining the army to win fame or joining a gang to win a future. If his younger brothers and sisters at home were not too young to leave, he would never be able to kill pigs honestly.

With one order, hundreds of dead soldiers rush into the escort office at night, and they can be easily killed!
  "I'm still too weak, but cultivating a group of people who can be used is also a big help for planning."

Moreover, his martial arts talent is extremely high, and he has now entered the middle stage of the Skin Refining Realm!

This guy lost his father and mother when he was young and grew up alone with several younger brothers and sisters. He has a high prestige among the teenagers and girls in the slums. He is also very efficient at working in the butcher shop. He and Li Daniu have become his right-hand man.

"Brother Hong, are you looking for me?"

Wei Hong laughed silently when he heard this.

He knew that Luan Xiaoqi was not just talking. These young men were all simple and grateful. Even if he asked them to draw a knife to kill someone now, they would not frown.

This is the reward for renting a yard in Renyi Lane and spending money to train them. They are absolutely loyal and loyal enough, at least they have not been contaminated by the world.

"I made a lot of money recently." Wei Hong took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice: "There happens to be no one around me, so I want to cultivate a group of my own people."

"Death warrior?" Luan Xiaoqi's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You can say that." Wei Hong nodded.

"Great!" Luan Xiaoqi lowered his voice excitedly and said: "The unparalleled heroes among storytellers always cultivate a large number of dead soldiers while improving their own strength. This is what all major forces do, so You also want to dominate the world, right?"

"Are you sick?" Wei Hong asked in shock.

He suddenly regretted why he asked such a middle-aged boy for help.

The other person who co-wrote actually has the dream of conquering the world?
  "Why do you want to train dead soldiers if you don't want to fight for hegemony?" Luan Xiaoqi said unconvinced: "Isn't this just a matter of having enough food?"

"I have never been interested in fighting for hegemony. I am only interested in making myself stronger." Wei Hong said in a deep voice: "I don't even care about pleasure, power, or women. I just want to cultivate a group of dead soldiers at critical moments." It can always help me collect intelligence, or eliminate some troublesome potential opponents, so as to better protect my family."

"There is nothing wrong with the idea that a man is born in the world to make achievements and leave a name in history. However, this kind of thing is too vain. Being too obsessed with a false reputation can easily put yourself in a desperate situation. A mature man must learn to grasp everything around him, such as you Your relatives, your lover, your career, do you understand?"

Be reborn again!
  Wei Hong is exactly like a man in his thirties and forties.

Luan Xiaoqi, a passionate young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, was confused and obviously didn't quite understand these words, but he silently kept these words in his heart, waiting for time to come to his understanding.

"In short!" Wei Hong said seriously: "Killing pigs is for living, and training dead soldiers is also for living. If you don't want me, I can find someone else."

"Yes, why not!" Luan Xiaoqi quickly smiled and said: "Sooner or later, cultivating dead soldiers will have to kill people. It is more interesting than killing pigs here. In this life, I can't go to the battlefield to make contributions, nor can I kill in a gang. Sifang, it would be interesting to help you train a group of people."

"Okay!" Wei Hong nodded and said: "But this matter is just a preliminary idea. I haven't figured out how to implement it specifically, how to select people, how to secretly place them, how to maintain daily life, and how to supply the secret medicine for martial arts. You have to consider it carefully, and prepare yourself first when you go back!"

"it is good!"

Luan Xiaoqi nodded solemnly.

He naturally knew what Wei Hong meant by preparation.

If you want to train a group of dead soldiers, you must have the ability to absolutely suppress the opponent. If you are too weak, the wolf cubs you raise will bite their master back.

"This matter will be kept secret for the time being. It will start in ten days and a half at the earliest, or three to five months at the earliest." Wei Hong ordered in a deep voice: "Let the brothers work hard to practice martial arts. You may all have to be transferred away by then. I’ll hire some help at the butcher shop.”

"Ok!"

Luan Xiaoqi nodded solemnly.

In a few words, the conspiracy was settled.

The two of them probably still don't know what kind of mysterious and terrifying organization this conversation will create in the future.

(End of this chapter)