"Sir, China's martial arts is now prosperous. Those two people should be Chinese martial arts practitioners. We cannot underestimate them." Seeing the solemn expression on the old man's face, the housekeeper could not help but whisper.
"Even if they are Chinese martial arts practitioners, they come to my territory and kill my son and men. They must give me an explanation for this matter." The old man snorted coldly, with murderous intent rolling in his eyes, as cold as a knife.
"Judging from the methods used by these Chinese people, they are extremely cruel. I don't know if someone was specially invited to target us. During this time, sir, you have to be careful." The butler reminded.
"Haha, powerful people are not only found in China. Let's go, today is the day when Master Peizan comes out of seclusion. Let's go and greet him." The old man said.
"Master Peizan?" When the housekeeper heard this name, it was as if he had heard the devil's name, and his face changed color with horror.
"If we can invite Master Peizan, haha, no matter how fierce those two Chinese people are, it won't matter." The old man sneered, full of expectation.
"But when Master Peizan comes out of seclusion, I'm afraid it's not just us who are waiting there. People from the five major families may also be there," the steward said.
"Of course they will go, but the final choice lies in the hands of Master Peizan. This time, Master Peizan will definitely choose our Buffalo family." The old man smiled confidently.
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Canada, Northern Icefield.
There is endless ice and snow here as far as the eye can see, and the bone-chilling north wind blows non-stop.
In this ice and snow, there is a forest covered with snow, and there is a wooden house in the forest. This is not a hunter's wooden house. Today, the profession of hunter has basically disappeared. The owner of this wooden house is an American martial arts master.
Grandmaster, wear more clothes.
Today, this wooden house seems quite crowded, with at least twenty people gathered in this wooden house.
In the wooden house, it was quite warm because of the burning stove. The group of people sat around the wooden house, each in their own camp and hostile to each other.
Joseph Todaro, the patriarch of the Buffalo family, and the steward were also among them.
"Joseph, I heard that your son was killed last night, but you are still in the mood to come here?" A middle-aged man in his fifties sitting opposite Joseph Todaro said with a half-smile.
Joseph Todaro frowned, stared at the middle-aged man with a gloomy look, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and snorted: "Your Gambino family is quite well-informed. It is normal for us forces to have some accidents. Say no.
An accident will surely happen to you, the Gambino family, or even you one day."
This middle-aged man is Paul Gambino, the patriarch of the Gambino family, one of the five major mafia families in the United States.
In fact, in terms of strength, the Gambino family is considered to be the strongest among the American mafia families and has committed the most crimes. Moreover, because their criminal methods are mysterious and their background is too deep, the relevant departments in the United States are unable to do anything about it.
Take action.
Except for the Gambino family, the other four major mafia families in the United States also came.
The Luckeyser family, the Colombo family, the Genovese family, the Bonano family, and the Gambino family have become the five major American mafia families.
As for the Buffalo family, although it is also a Mafia family, due to historical reasons, it is not one of the five major families. However, it may be able to replace it in the future.
The power of these underground forces has always been unstable. Although the five major mafia families in the United States may look like giants on the outside, they have been basically hollowed out.
After all, in modern society, a country will not condone these underground forces too much. Although they cannot catch them all, restraint from time to time also makes the life of these underground forces more and more difficult.
Of course, sometimes the devil is as high as the devil, and these underground forces have strategies to deal with it.
However, the current development of the overall situation on the earth has given these underground forces hope to rise again.
With the invasion of martial arts, at least in the next ten years, various riots will occur on the earth. There will be more and more collisions and frictions between countries, and even wars will break out. This is undoubtedly a development trend for underground forces.
good chance.
In order to develop, underground forces must follow the trend and must have strong people in charge. In the past few months, martial arts practitioners and people with special abilities from all over the world have become popular.
And great masters of martial arts like Pei Chanjia Duo are sought after by various families, organizations, and even the country.
Generally speaking, martial arts grand masters are not willing to collude with some dark forces. In addition to the martial arts grand master Pei Chanjiado, the United States still has many strong men, but those strong men, underground forces such as the Gambino family, also
They are very sensible and would not invite them at all. They are all well-known people. How could they join underground forces to work against others and ruin their reputations just for some money.
But in this world, there is good and there is evil.
Pechanjiado is an evil existence among those martial arts masters.
In the wooden house, these American mafia families gathered together, all coming for the same purpose, and tit-for-tat confrontation was inevitable.
Just as Paul Gambino and Jose Todaro were talking to each other, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and cold wind and snowflakes rushed into the wooden house, causing the temperature of the wooden house to drop suddenly. Everyone looked at the door, two young men, a man and a woman.
Standing in the wind and snow.
This man and woman are both white, about thirty years old. The man has silver hair, is tall and strong, and has a centipede-like wound on his handsome face that extends directly to his neck, making him look very...
It was eerie, and another young woman with short burgundy hair, cold and charming, was wearing sexy shorts, fishnet stockings, and a low-cut vest in the ice and snow. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her charming smile seemed to be able to
Take away people's souls.
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time. My master is waiting for you at the training ground. You should also be curious about what kind of skills my master has practiced in seclusion in this ice and snow for fifteen years, right?" the silver-haired man said calmly, his voice was the same as the weather.
Ice cold.
Everyone in the wooden house became quiet, looked at each other, and then followed the young men towards the depths of the ice and snow forest.
"I heard that Master Peizan doesn't like to accept disciples. When did you become Master Peizan's disciples? What are your names?" Joseph Todaro asked politely.
"You don't need to know our names." The silver-haired man was very cold and did not give Joseph Todaro any face.
This made Joseph Todaro a little unhappy. If it weren't for the sake of Master Peizan, he would not bother to ask the two young people in a polite tone. However, he was so condescending and polite, but in exchange for the other party's cold expression,
In reply, Joseph Todaro's face fell and he became angry, but in the end, he endured it.
"Haha, I'm sorry. This is my senior brother's character. Don't worry about it. It's not that my master doesn't like to accept disciples, but he doesn't like to accept mediocre people as disciples. Those who can become my master's disciples must be selected from a million. , By the way, let me introduce myself, my name is Hongyue, and his name is Silver Wolf." The red-haired woman smiled. The mobile phone will remember to provide you with exciting novel reading in one second.
Red Moon? Silver Wolf? This should be a nickname, but Joseph Todaro didn't care. The red-haired woman's answer made him find the steps, and his face relaxed a little.