Time is either going fast or slow. When the two Russians were waiting impatiently, one after another came in and sat down on the distinguished chairs below them. Two Russians, the one on the left was a black belt.
Lin Haojun, the leader of the branch kelp gang, is now the leader of the Shanghai underworld kelp gang and the spokesperson of the black belt in Shanghai. On the right is the deputy gang leader Liang Haoming. He glanced at the twelve people below and saw that everyone who had been invited had arrived.
, turned around and nodded to Lin Haojun.
"I think everyone is very clear about what Young Master Bai said this afternoon, and our black belts have always had deals with Hongfeng, and we know how powerful Hongfeng is." Lin Haojun said seriously.
"You know very well about Hongfeng. We all know their style. Everyone has heard what Young Master Bai said." Sitting under Lin Haojun was Shi Jinfeng, the boss of the Yi Gang. He said a little indignantly. He was wearing black
The suit, the red word "meaning" on the chest of the black suit, shows his identity.
"Hongfeng wants to dominate the underworld this time. He means to make it clear that if we all leave Shanghai, I, the Prince's Hall, will never recognize him!" Sitting under Shi Jinfeng was Lin Jun, the boss of the Prince's Hall. He said angrily,
Shi Jinfeng was not weak in anger at all. He was wearing a red windbreaker and looked very handsome, with a prince-like demeanor.
"Shanghai is not like other places. The people here are not ordinary gangs, and Hongfeng can't do whatever he wants." Sitting across from Lin Jun was a Japanese man who said disdainfully. He was wearing a black suit and was from Shanghai Wu.
The boss of the door, Yamada Junchuan, had a slight smile on his face.
"Hongfeng and our black belts know that with their strength, they have already occupied H City and marched directly to Beijing. It is not that we black belts are exaggerating. With Hongfeng's strength, it is only a matter of time before they want to unify the Chinese underworld.
Lin Haojun said a little worriedly. He seemed to know that he would have to leave Shanghai sooner or later.
"Hongfeng is really as powerful as you say?" The person sitting under Yamada Junchuan was Hao Junlong, the leader of the Raptor Gang, and he said a little unbelievingly.
"City H was captured by Hongfeng. There is only one gang named Hongfeng in the entire city H. You can imagine how powerful Hongfeng is. There are three major gangs in city H. Needless to say, Hua Wu, Qi Yi and Knight are powerful. I think you all know how powerful Hong Maple is.
If you have heard about it, you can imagine how powerful Hong Maple is." Lin Haojun sighed.
"Hongfeng is really not someone to be trifled with. If they really take action against us, we really have nowhere to stand in Shanghai." Lin Jun sighed.
"What's your clever plan?" Yamada Junchuan asked.
"Well..." Shi Jinfeng thought deeply about the meeting and continued: "Why don't we hide first, let the hidden figures in Shanghai deal with them, and let the killers kill their masters one by one."
"Boss Feng's move is really amazing." Yamada Junchuan applauded.
"I think this is the only way, let the dragon and the tiger fight, and then we will kill the dragon and the tiger." Lin Jun said happily.
"This is a good idea. Let's just wait for the opportunity. Then we will seize the opportunity to swallow up Bai Shi and control the underworld in Shanghai." Shi Jinfeng said happily.
"Brother Feng, this is your idea. We leave this task to you." Lin Haojun stood up and said.
"This..." Shi Jinfeng said a little embarrassed, and Lin Haojun continued: "Of course we will make money, and we will all contribute together."
"Yes, just keep in touch." Lin Jun nodded and said. Shi Jinfeng glanced around, saw everyone nodding, stood up and said, "Okay. Everyone agrees, then we've settled on it."
"Now that we have agreed, let's take the first step and let everyone go home." Lin Haojun waved his hand and everyone understood and stood up to leave.
Long Yu and the Eight Death Gods lived in the same room. They got up at ten o'clock the next day, and no one came to wake them up. They were allowed to sleep until they woke up. Long Yu stretched and stood up, and the Eight Death Gods sat quietly and opened their eyes. The nine people walked out of the room together, No. 1
Death asked: "Boss, where are we going?"
"I have read the record book. Our brothers haven't arrived yet, so we can't wait for the gang now. The black belt is related to us, so I don't want to fight him if I can. Shanghai is a mixed place, and I want to go out for a walk first."
Long Yu said softly, walked lightly, leaving an afterimage and left. The Eight Gods of Death followed closely, leaving eight afterimages, and chased after him.
When Long Yu and the others appeared again, they were already on Haifeng Road. The nine of them were walking at a normal speed, just like people traveling. The eight gods of death were cold and expressionless, making everyone who came close feel a creeping fear, so they basically didn't care.
There will be people approaching them. Basically no one dares to approach them, but that doesn't mean no one dares to approach them. There are many gangsters along the way, but they will still approach them, but nothing happens.
When Long Yu passed by a restaurant, a bowl of water was thrown out, just hitting his chest. He hurriedly got out of the way. The Eight Death Gods looked at him angrily and saw a dozen people eating breakfast. One person near the door took the bowl in his right hand.
He took it back and continued to drink his tea. Long Yu was very unhappy. He was a person who would not offend others unless he offended me, but he had Hongfeng's hegemony, and he had to offend others. Long Yu had the ability to be proud, and he was even better at it.
Letting go of those who have offended him makes it necessary to offend others sometimes.
"Apologise." Long Yu looked at him coldly and said coldly.
The man who poured the tea suddenly felt uncomfortable as if he was being stared at by a wild beast. When he heard Long Yu's voice, he couldn't help but freeze. Long Yu stared at him coldly without saying a word, as if waiting for his answer, his eyes filled with tears.
It was indifference. Sitting on the right side of the person riding the tea, a big man in his thirties wearing blue casual clothes, patted him, laughed and shouted: "Hey, I asked you to apologize."
"Huh? Oh." The man riding the tea came back to his senses, glanced at the twelve brothers sitting around him, turned his head and looked at Long Yu with a smile and said, "Apologise? Did I get you?"
"Do you want to use more to bully others with less?" Long Yu turned around and looked at the tea on the ground, full of contempt, and asked with a sneer.
The man riding the tea was just about to speak when the person who patted him patted him again and reminded him with his eyes. The man riding the tea remembered the instructions from the gang and turned back a little unhappy and said: "If you don't want to die, just do it yourself."
Leave. Our Prince Hall has something to discuss today, so we will let you go."
"Prince Hall?" Long Yu sneered, and then said with a sinister smile: "You don't have to apologize." After Long Yu finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared in front of them, and then the eight gods of death understood and disappeared.
The eyes of the few people drinking tea were wide open in surprise. They did not believe that there were ghosts in the world, but the nine Long Yu people suddenly disappeared from the place like ghosts. They were still in shock, and eight black shadows appeared in front of them.
Flashed by, and then a stream of blood floated up, and they left this dark world unconsciously.
After Long Yu disappeared, he appeared above the teahouse, about a thousand meters away. Less than a minute after Long Yu stepped down, the Eight Gods of Death appeared beside him. He asked calmly: "Is it over?"
"It's over." Number 2 on the right in the center of the Eight Death Gods replied.
"Boss, why don't we offend Wang Zitang now?" asked No. 7 on the far right of the Eight Death Gods.
"Of course the boss has his own ideas. You all should stop talking nonsense and just do your own thing well." Number 1 on the left in the middle of the Eight Death Gods said sternly.
Long Yu didn't speak, his face suddenly became serious, his eagle eyes glanced around, and then disappeared. Long Yu was surrounded by dozens of stories high buildings on both sides, and there was a vast grassland on the right, with a huge stone statue on the grass. Stone statue
It looks like Hou Yi who shoots arrows, but the person who shoots arrows is not Hou Yi, but a mighty underworld figure. Long Yu can know from the record book that he is the founding ancestor of Bai Shi and the majestic representative of Shanghai. Long Yu appears again
When he stood up, he stood on an arrow about one meter wide. His face was serious and relaxed, and he said calmly: "Someone is coming."
Who is the person Long Yu is talking about? What kind of duel will they have? If you want to know what happens next, please read the next chapter, Superpower Organization.
