The tiger leather chair of the Xiaotian Gang is absolutely extraordinary. It is exquisite and symbolizes noble status. Only the leader of the family is qualified to sit on it. Now that the second leader Qiao Yuzhi said a word, Ximen Lang's identity immediately changed.
Different, everyone realized that the wind direction had changed, and the original prisoner had become a distinguished guest with a special status.
Ximen Lang smiled and nodded, and sat unceremoniously on the tiger leather chair on the left, with a proud expression on his face. His eyes swept over the faces of many Xiaotian Gang members, and he thought excitedly, it’s really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.
Ah, I didn’t expect that I was brought in with a rope tied over my head, and now I am so awesome!
Qiao Yu'er sat down on the tiger leather chair on the right, with fiery gazes in her bright sky-blue eyes. She glanced at Ximen Lang from time to time. Seeing his arrogant and arrogant look, she secretly smiled in her heart, but she had to admire him. He was worthy of his reputation.
As the deputy elder of Nanhua Gate, he is very dignified!
The ten fierce men had suffered from Ximen Lang before, so they could not help but dislike him. A group of people looked at each other, and Tang Huangong, the "big-mouthed hippopotamus" among them, could not suppress the doubts in his heart and asked: "Second leader, Ximen Lang?"
He injured more than 300 people from our Xiaotian Gang, and he is the biggest enemy of our gang, yet you treated him so politely, can you give us an explanation?"
Qiao Yuzhi nodded and said loudly: "This is what I want to say. The previous conflict between Ximen Lang of the Julang Gang and the fourth master was for a reason. It was the third master who made a mistake and the fourth master protected him, so he went to war. Now there is a misunderstanding.
After clarifying it, of course we must turn the conflict into friendship. Besides, you don’t know his other identity, right?"
Tang Huangong asked: "What is your identity?"
Qiao Yuzhi said solemnly: "He is also the deputy elder of Nanhua Sect..."
Everyone was surprised. Shi Meng was the middle-level leader of the gang, a gang of rough guys. He usually liked drinking and eating meat. He was indifferent to the current underworld situation in country Z. They felt that there were a few bosses anyway, so they would just fight hard when the time came.
,Based on this, I don’t know that black in the south |
What kind of person is Ximen Lang who is in the limelight on the road? However, I have heard about the four Chinese sects in the southeast, northwest and northwest. I know that any one of them is extremely powerful and is almost the same as the Xiaotian Gang. Now I heard that
Ximen Lang was actually the deputy elder, so he was naturally shocked.
Qiao Yuzhi continued: "He has a respected status, second only to Mr. Wu and Elder Feng, and is the third most important person in the sect. If we are an enemy of him, our Xiaotian Gang will be against the entire Nanhua Sect. I think you will also
You don’t want to become enemies with Nanhuamen because of a misunderstanding, right?”
After clarifying the relationship of interest, Shi Meng and other members of the Xiaotian Gang nodded frequently. Indeed, the reason for the conflict with Ximen Lang was laughable. Just because of such a RB actress, everything was done.
If such a big thing happened, it would be like "a murder caused by an actress." If the hostility continues and the fighting escalates, and the Xiaotian Gang and Nanhuamen engage in a big fight, it will be even more unworthy.
Tang Huangong said hurriedly: "The second boss analyzed it thoroughly and handled it properly. All of us firmly support it."
A smile appeared on Qiao Yuzhi's silver face, and she said: "There is another good news I want to announce, that is, the vice elder Ximen of Nanhuamen has accepted me as his godmother. From now on, he and Nanhuamen are
We are loyal allies of the Xiaotian Gang."
Everyone was surprised again, feeling that Jiang was still too old, and they didn't know what tricks the second master used. Not only did he shake hands with the deputy elder of Nanhua Sect, but he actually recognized him as his godson. It was really amazing!
A group of people said one after another: "Congratulations to the second master."
"This is a great thing, and I'm very happy about it."
"I have met Mr. Ximen..."
Sometimes, things in the world are so strange. A few days ago, Ximen Lang was still a prisoner. He was like a rat crossing the street and everyone yelled at him. Now he is the godson of the second leader of the Xiaotian Gang and is respected by everyone. It is a world of difference.
Later, Qiao Yuzhi sent an order to his men to bring the imprisoned father and son of the Huangfu family and many Kuangyun guards to Zhengyi Hall.
The cell is located on the west side of the headquarters. It is a long wooden house in three rows. Each room is separated by a fence made of half-foot-thick wooden poles. Huangfu An was imprisoned in the room on the left in the first row.
Huangfu An is a well-known billionaire in the Shangjiang business community. He is in his forties, has a fair complexion, regular features, and a slicked back hair. He used to be very impressive, but he was imprisoned in the cell for so many days.
frightened,
Lack of food and sleep made him miserable and extremely haggard. At this time, his intestines were filled with regrets, regretting that he had offended the second generation ancestor of the Xiaotian Gang for a RB girl and ended up like this.
, life or death is uncertain.
With a crash, the lock tied to the iron chain of the wooden fence was opened, and two members of the Xiaotian Gang walked in with their arms open and black chest hair exposed. The one on the left shouted loudly: "Hurry up and follow us..."
Huangfu An was startled and asked in a panic: "What are you doing, are you trying to break up the vote? Brothers, please tell the boss of your gang, Qiao Heng, that I know I was wrong. Don't kill me. I can use it."
Money buys peace, let him set a price..."
The member of the Xiaotian Gang on the right snorted and said impatiently: "Where does all this nonsense come from? Just leave now. If you have money, you are great. Our boss doesn't care about you."
The two men stepped forward and dragged Huangfu An out forcefully and took him to Zhengyi Hall.
Huangfu'an thought that these vicious guys were trying to kill him, so he struggled hard and shouted: "Let me go...leave me alive..."
Not long after, Huangfu'an, who was handcuffed and shackled, was dragged to Zhengyi Hall. He saw that the hall was like a bandit's den. On the three tiger leather chairs on the opposite platform were sitting gang leaders who looked like bandits. A crowd of gangsters gathered in the hall.
More than a hundred people frightened him so much that he turned pale. He hurriedly begged: "Boss, please let me go..."
Ximenlang looked over and asked, "Are you Huangfu'an?"
Huangfu An hurriedly said: "Yes... yes... it's me. We have something to discuss. Don't be violent."
Ximen Lang sighed in his heart. Just to rescue me, I almost gave up my life. Alas! He turned around and said, "Godmother, this is the person I want to save. Please let him go."
Qiao Yuzhi nodded and said, "Okay." Then she ordered loudly, "Untie his handcuffs and shackles."
The two guards took out the keys and unlocked Huangfu'an's handcuffs and anklets. Ximen Lang got up and walked over to him, bent down to help him up, and said: "Uncle Huangfu, I have made you suffer...