Chapter 92

At 5 PM, Mo Zhitao visited Zheng Sasa again. Seeing that she had recovered well and was fine, he thought about leaving as he had to go to Li Bin's place in the evening.

"Shiyu, you should go back to school too. Ask for leave for me tomorrow morning. I'll come back in the afternoon," Zheng Sasa said to He Shiyu.

"Brother Mo, you take Shiyu back to school."

"Alright, I'll go back to school first." Seeing that Zheng Sasa was fine, He Shiyu also thought about returning to school. Thus, Mo Zhitao and He Shiyu left the room. Mo Zhitao called Li Bin on his phone, asking him to drive over and pick him up.

At this moment, a door in front of them opened, and a man walked out. Seeing He Shiyu, the man was surprised and exclaimed, "Shiyu, what are you doing here?"

When the man saw Mo Zhitao behind her, his face turned frightening.

"Huh, Brother Xiong, what are you doing here?" He Shiyu was also very surprised to see the man.

"Hmph, were you tricked into coming here for a room?" The man, seeing Mo Zhitao and He Shiyu come out of the room together and noticing that He Shiyu looked tired from not resting at noon, assumed they had done something improper in the room.

With that, the man angrily punched Mo Zhitao. The fierce wind from the punch startled Mo Zhitao, who realized the man knew martial arts and his internal strength was higher than his, probably at the third level.

However, Mo Zhitao didn't back down. He retreated while countering. With a dull thud, the man's punch met Mo Zhitao's, and the man retracted his internal strength.

The man looked at Mo Zhitao in surprise, "You know martial arts?"

He had intended to test Mo Zhitao. Even if Mo Zhitao didn't know martial arts, he would have only inflicted minor injuries. But when he realized Mo Zhitao knew martial arts, probably at the first level, he retracted his excess internal strength.

Mo Zhitao, rubbing his sore arm, said, "Why did you hit me?"

He Shiyu, feeling embarrassed and angry, said, "Brother Xiong, what are you doing? My classmate was unwell, and I asked Director Mo to come and help her. If you don't believe me, you can check."

"Is that so?" The man, still skeptical, went to the room with He Shiyu. When he saw Feng Bowen come out, he started to believe her. After listening to He Shiyu's explanation, he felt relieved.

"Brother Xiong is just concerned about you, Shiyu. Don't be angry. Director Mo, I'm sorry for earlier."

"Hehe, it's fine, but I hope you won't do that again. My body can't take it," Mo Zhitao said with a wry smile.

Mo Zhitao knew the man had misunderstood their relationship when he saw them come out of the room.

Seeing that Mo Zhitao said it was fine, He Shiyu felt relieved. "Director Mo, this is my cousin, He Sixiong. This is Director Mo Zhitao."

He Shiyu briefly introduced them to each other.

"Alright, you two get busy. I have something to do." He Sixiong greeted Mo Zhitao and hurriedly left.

Downstairs, Mo Zhitao wanted to see He Shiyu off, but she took a taxi on her own. Not long after, Li Bin drove over to pick up Mo Zhitao and took him to their newly opened private clinic.

Shen Hua used some connections, and the necessary permits were quickly approved. In one night, Mo Zhitao treated 20 patients and collected 600,000 yuan in consultation fees. Mo Zhitao knew that with these 20 wealthy people spreading the word, more patients would come to him in the future.

The money wasn't important to the wealthy; what mattered was their health. Li Bin, looking at the money, said happily, "Brother Mo, if we keep making money like this every day, you'll soon be a billionaire."

"It won't be every day. I'll see patients once a week. Have them make appointments." Mo Zhitao said, "Now take me back to Macheng District."

"Sure." Li Bin drove Mo Zhitao back.

On the way, Mo Zhitao received a call from Lin Zhenqiang, "Brother Mo, the Iron Sand Gang came to us tonight."

"What did they say?" Mo Zhitao asked.

He knew this day would come eventually. Macheng District was the territory of the Iron Sand Gang. As Lin Zhenqiang's group grew stronger, it would attract the attention of the Iron Sand Gang. They wouldn't allow others to grow strong in their territory.

"They gave me one day. They'll come back tomorrow night. If we don't submit to them, they'll destroy us," Lin Zhenqiang said.

"Alright, I know. I'll come over tomorrow. You all should practice more," Mo Zhitao said. He knew that Lin Zhenqiang's group was small, and Li Bin's side had no one. It was uncertain if they could withstand the Iron Sand Gang's attack.

However, Mo Zhitao didn't want Lin Zhenqiang to recruit more people. He wanted elite members, not those who were of little use. Tomorrow night? Hmph, he wanted to see how powerful the Iron Sand Gang really was, he thought to himself.

The place where Lin Zhenqiang's group was located, Kaonong Street, was a no-man's land in Macheng District and the weakest area of the Iron Sand Gang. Given this, Lin Zhenqiang chose to develop their territory there. He opened a nightclub and a restaurant and took over the protection of Kaonong Street.

Since Lin Zhenqiang's group provided protection, the merchants on Kaonong Street were very willing to have their protection, as they were fair. They didn't collect protection fees proactively; they only provided protection when needed, and they placed a sign on the shop. If there was any trouble in the shop, Lin Zhenqiang's group would handle it.

Because of this, Kaonong Street was now completely under Lin Zhenqiang's control, and business was much better than before. The Iron Sand Gang saw the potential profit and wanted to take over.

Seeing that Mo Zhitao had finished his call, Li Bin said, "Brother Mo, Brother Qiang also called me. I plan to bring people back to Macheng District tomorrow afternoon."

"Alright, bring people back. And you and Zhenqiang should take the first-grade martial arts pills tonight to improve your skills as soon as possible," Mo Zhitao said.

"Didn't you say that if we haven't practiced to a certain level, taking the pills won't have much effect?" Li Bin asked.

Mo Zhitao said seriously, "Time waits for no one. Although the effect may not be significant, taking the pills will still improve your skills a bit. I'll continue to refine the first-grade martial arts pills tomorrow. We're not short of money now."

"Alright." Li Bin nodded, knowing that their current strength was lacking, and they couldn't rely on their old skills to survive in Qingmei City. "I'll have the herbs delivered tomorrow."

Mo Zhitao went directly to Lin Zhenqiang's place. Since Lin Zhenqiang knew Mo Zhitao was coming, he brought his few comrades to wait in the room, to meet Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao entered the room and saw four unfamiliar faces. "Brother Mo, these four are our comrades. Their names are Tao Mingguang, Tian Yunqing, Liang Yelong, and Cen Tianjie," Lin Zhenqiang pointed to the four men and introduced them to Mo Zhitao.

"Please rest assured, Brother Mo, they are all loyal and dedicated."

"Hello, Brother Mo." The four men said in unison. They had heard of Mo Zhitao and considered him their leader.

Mo Zhitao nodded, "Hello everyone. Since time is tight, I won't say much. I came to ask if you are prepared for a possible battle tomorrow. You may be in danger, and if anything happens to you, I will provide your families with a settlement fee."

"Brother Mo, we're not afraid. We've been farming since we returned from the military. We'd rather fight," Tao Mingguang said.

"Alright, that's good to hear," Mo Zhitao said confidently.

"However, don't worry. Although our current strength isn't enough to confront the Iron Sand Gang's branch in Macheng, it won't be easy for them to bully us."

Since Mo Zhitao had saved the old leader in Yanjing, he felt more confident. If he needed help, he could call Li Sanzhen, who would likely help him.

However, relying on others was a last resort. Mo Zhitao wanted to build a strong team with their own capabilities, which would withstand any challenges and make their group rise.

"Brother Mo, we're not afraid to die. We'll follow you," Lin Zhenqiang said.

"Our gang doesn't have a name yet. Brother Mo, can you name it for us?"

Mo Zhitao thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it the Zhenhai Gang. I hope our Zhenhai Gang will grow stronger and be able to control both domestic and foreign affairs."

"Great, we'll call it the Zhenhai Gang," Lin Zhenqiang and the others said happily.

"Also, my requirements are the same as before: to fight against the strong and help the weak, and not to do anything against our conscience. Our gang should be elite, not large. I want each member to be capable and strong," Mo Zhitao looked at everyone, "Have you all practiced the Hanyuan Gong?"

Lin Zhenqiang said, "We have, but I and Li Bin are a bit better, and the others are a bit slower."

"Tomorrow, I'll refine the first-grade martial arts pills for the four of them. Come, I'll demonstrate the three improved martial arts techniques I've developed. Watch carefully," Mo Zhitao went outside and demonstrated the improved Hong Quan, Feng Lei Quan, and the Da Peng Zhan Chi from the Chinese Medicine School.

Mo Zhitao found that although these three techniques were good, they had their weaknesses. The Hong Quan was too fierce, the Feng Lei Quan made noise before attacking, and the Da Peng Zhan Chi was a bit flashy. Therefore, Mo Zhitao improved them and taught them to Lin Zhenqiang and the others.

When Mo Zhitao demonstrated the three techniques, Lin Zhenqiang noticed that the first technique was similar to the Hong Quan but different in some way. He couldn't pinpoint the difference, but he felt that Mo Zhitao's technique was much stronger than his own Hong Quan.

"Zhenqiang, do you feel that the first technique is similar to your Hong Quan?" Mo Zhitao asked with a smile.