Chapter 696 The Great Elder is uncharacteristically
The outer disciples who can stay overnight at the Qingmen headquarters are at least at the level of first- and second-rate professional boxers.
But Qiu He only brought two people with him, and with his bare hands, he defeated twenty or thirty outer disciples of the Qing Sect in three minutes!
Such a powerful fighting force is more than ten times more powerful than the three deceased ruthless men of the Li Group, Wu Kui, Zhao Dong, and Qin Wen!
With Qiu He and the other three escorting him, Long Chun was confident and had a cigarette in his mouth.
Wherever he passed, no one could come within ten meters of him. Even if there were more disciples from the outer Qingmen, it would be of no avail!
Long Chun slowly walked out of the inner hall, holding a burning torch in one hand and an iron rod in the other.
There are a total of thirty-six core disciples in the Qingmen headquarters, all of whom live in the inner courtyard of the headquarters.
The thirty-six core disciples are all dark warriors.
Among them, senior brother Lu Juwu and his five junior brothers developed internal strength and are now masters of martial arts.
These six people stood at the forefront of the core disciples, confronting the patriarchs of the four major families of Henghua Nightclub.
As the eldest brother of Qingmen, Lu Juwu is the most powerful, reaching three times the limit, and is well-known in the martial arts circle in the coastal area.
However, there are still many gaps between him and real warriors.
Seeing the strength of the three people behind Long Chun, Lu Juwu pointed his ax at them from a distance and shouted in a deep voice: "Long Chun, you are so impatient that you dare to provoke our Qingmen!"
"Oh?" Long Chun smiled faintly and grinned: "Lu Juwu, you have to figure out who provoked whom first!"
"I've provoked you to be paralyzed!" Lu Juwu spat and cursed angrily, "How my uncle died is something that your Li Group cannot escape!
You'd better hand over the murderer named Ye, otherwise our Qingmen and your Li Group will never give up!"
Seeing Lu Juwu being so arrogant, he didn't take Long Chun seriously at all.
Long Chun couldn't help but smile sinisterly, "How did Wang Qinglong teach his disciples? Do you know how to write the word quality? By the way, where is Wang Qinglong? Why don't you see him come out? Is he already dead?"
Lu Jianwu couldn't bear to hear anyone talk about his master, so he immediately became furious and said, "Long Chun, if you have the guts, try saying it again!"
"Just try it."
Long Chun shrugged his shoulders, smiled indifferently, and then shouted loudly: "Wang Qinglong, I am Uncle Long of the Li Group, get out of here quickly!"
"Mr. Long, that's about it. Mr. Ye didn't ask you to show off your power."
Qiu He patted Long Chun on the shoulder and signaled him not to do such stupid things as a child.
Long Chun is not a warrior and has never been in the circle.
And Qiu He can be considered a martial arts practitioner, and Wang Qinglong is half of his senior. According to the rules of the martial arts world, there is no need to harm unrelated people.
"Brother Qiu, this silly boy thinks we are weak!" Long Chun laughed, stepped back slightly, and gave up half of his body to Qiu He.
Qiu He shook his head, stepped forward proudly, and casually hugged his fists at Lu Juwu.
"Friends, we are all martial arts practitioners, so we should be more straightforward in our words and actions.
At ten o'clock this evening, a fire broke out in Mayuan Lane. More than a hundred households were destroyed and moved, and more than twenty people survived. I wonder what you think about this matter!"
"I did it!"
Lu Juwu did not deny it, folded his arms and said in a deep voice: "Ye Ming killed my uncle and ruined the reputation of our Qingmen. Can't I show him some color?"
"Trash!" Long Chun was so angry that his teeth itched. This was the first time he heard this kind of logic.
Whether it is the world of warriors or the world of society, the minimum bottom line must be observed and no one can cross it!
The people of Qingmen are so arrogant, they can talk so shamelessly!
Little do you know that "taking human life lightly" is a taboo no matter where you put it?
"Lu Juwu, you Made regard human life as nothing, hurting innocent people, and yet you dare to be so arrogant!" Long Chun spat in disgust, "Wulin scum!"
Lu Juwu stared at Long Chun with his head raised, and kept sneering, "Long Chun, when did you become a member of our martial arts community?
Let me tell you, martial arts respects martial arts, and the truth is that the fist is strong! Our Qingmen does not allow anyone to bully anyone, and those who dare to provoke must pay the price with blood!"
As soon as these words came out, Long Chun and the others shook their heads.
At this time, a cold voice slowly fell from the sky.
"Qiu He, I've said it before, the death of these people is not a pity, there is no need for Uncle Pan to ask you to keep an eye on me!"
Immediately afterwards, a thin figure appeared on the roof.
He also held a torch in his hand, and the firelight surged and shone on his gloomy face, making it look particularly penetrating.
"Who are you!" Lu Juwu frowned and shouted angrily.
"Shabi, you are looking for me all over the city, but you can't even recognize me?" The young man smiled coldly.
Lu Juwu was stunned for a moment, then showed a ferocious expression, "You...you are Ye Ming!"
"Not bad!" Ye Fan nodded, turned his eyes slightly, and looked deep into the Qingmen headquarters.
"Old guy, is it interesting to watch the fire from the other side? If you don't come out, this fire will burn your Qingmen to the ground!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a roar deep in the Qingmen, and then five figures fell from the sky and landed in the inner courtyard.
Four men and one woman, all with crane-like faces and white hair.
They wore Qingmen's martial robes, and the light golden dragon totem was very conspicuous.
"Master, uncle, uncle!" Lu Jiewu was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
The leader of the old man turned around and slapped Lu Jiewu in the face with a big ear-scratcher.
"Evil disciple, look at the good deeds you have done!"
Lu Juwu and the fellow disciples behind him were all dumbfounded. They didn't understand why the master would behave like this. Wasn't he usually the most protective of his shortcomings?
"Master, why..." Lu Jianwu was in a daze, covering his face and asked angrily.
The old man ignored his question and walked straight forward. He first bowed his hands to Ye Fan on the roof and shouted "Mr. Ye" loudly.
During this process, the old man did not even look at Long Chun.
Seeing that he was being ignored, Long Chun couldn't help but sneer: "Wang Qinglong, you are so awesome for teaching such a stupid apprentice!"
"Mr. Long is laughing." Wang Qinglong nodded lightly, "I hope you guys can forgive me for not being sensible. I will definitely punish them severely when I turn around and give you an explanation."
While talking, Wang Qinglong glanced at Ye Fan from time to time, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, which showed that he was a little nervous.
Long Chun grinned disdainfully and smiled strangely.
"Old guy, just give me an explanation and you're done? Damn it, what about the fire in Mayuan Lane, what about the innocent people who were burned to death! You just shied away the responsibility with just one sentence, isn't it too easy?"
"Don't worry, everyone, our Qingmen Association will purchase all the real estate in Mayuan Lane and provide satisfactory compensation to the local residents. As for the lost people, we will also assume the necessary obligations.
All in all, I won’t make it difficult for you!”
Long Chun spread his hands and said, "Okay, brother Ye, in order to appease the neighbors, has distributed 100 million in cash. Please take it out!"
"Okay." Wang Qinglong agreed immediately without even thinking about it, turned around and said to Lu Juwu: "Immediately go to Qingmen's account to withdraw 100 million and return it to Mr. Ye."
Lu Juwu was shocked and shouted anxiously.
"Master, you... what are you doing! They swept away more than a dozen boxing gyms in our Qingmen tonight, all facilities were destroyed, and more than 700 employees were beaten to death..."
"Shut up!" Wang Qinglong glanced at Lu Jianwu coldly and shouted in a low voice: "You know who initiated this matter?"
Wang Qinglong's expression was extremely ferocious, full of warning.
Lu Juwu was immediately shocked. Even though he understood what Wang Qinglong meant, he still yelled unwillingly.
"Master, you...you actually bowed to a...a lackey who came back from a foreign country? They are blatantly provoking our Qingmen..."
With a loud "pop!", Lu Juwu fell heavily to the ground, mottled blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth to spit out a broken tooth.
Wang Qinglong took back his palm and shouted in a deep voice: "Lu Juwu is disrespectful to the master, he is extremely vicious in his actions, and his hands are stained with blood. From today on, there will be no more Lu Juwu in Qingmen!"
After saying that, Wang Qinglong glanced at Lu Juwu with an expressionless face, "From now on, you can take care of yourself!"
The more than thirty core disciples behind him remained silent. They did not expect that today would be such a result.
When the eldest brother was kicked out of the sect, doesn't it mean that the master completely gave up on him and sent him directly to those people to deal with him?
Ye Fan was also a little surprised.
Pan Yunhai said that Wang Qinglong, the great elder of Qingmen, is a very protective person. Logically speaking, he would not let himself make any conditions if he bullied him.
Could it be that someone reminded him in advance?
Ye Fan vaguely felt a big hand stretching out from the dark curtain, controlling everything.
This feels a lot like the internal fighting of the Lee Group!
Don't tell me that the black hand of the Li Group has already reached Qingmen!
Ye Fan frowned deeply and did not express any opinion on the unusual reaction of the Qingmen elder.
Long Chun still had a sneer on his face, "Oh, what a bitter trick! Old guy, you are really cruel, throwing away such a good apprentice at your own risk."
"My Qingmen is unlucky. The scoundrels bully others and cause trouble everywhere. I should have eliminated these scum a long time ago."
Wang Qinglong bowed his hands to Ye Fan without changing his expression, and lowered his head slightly, "Mr. Ye, Lu Jianwu is no longer a member of my Qingmen. Whether to fight or kill him is entirely up to you!"
"Very good!" Ye Fan nodded, jumped slightly, and came to Lu Juwu's side.
He looked down at the lost Lu Juwu and smiled coldly: "Tit for retaliation, I don't know what you think."
Lu Juwu's mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't believe his ears.
The master just gave up on him without any hesitation.
Why is this happening? Who is this Ye Fan? How can Master be so afraid of him?
"Why...why is this like this? Why would my master speak for you?" Lu Jianwu stared at Ye Fan unwillingly, his eyes were red and exuding a murderous light.
"It seems that not only is your brain sick, but you also have trouble hearing." Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and smiled coldly.
“The state has national laws, and every family has its own rules, and everyone must play according to the rules of the game.
What you did not only harmed the boundaries of Binhai, but also seriously violated the rules of Binhai warriors!
You still haven’t woken up yet! It seems I was right, you really don’t regret dying!"