Everyone noticed this strange phenomenon, stepped back, and found that there were seven large fluorescent characters, "Men, Death, Hua, Koushan, Bi, Group." They were composed of seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Look.
It looks extremely weird.
Ximen Lang frowned and said to himself, "What does this mean?"
Xuewei said: "Let's reorganize these characters. Maybe we can figure out something. I found that two of them can form Huamen..."
Xiao Muqing's eyes flashed with annoyance and said, "Do I know what these words can form?"
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Then please tell me quickly?"
Xiao Muqing thought: "The Huamen must perish, the Yamaguchi group."
Everyone suddenly realized, didn't they? If these seven words were to form a coherent sentence, it could only be this sentence.
Ximenlang gritted his teeth and said: "It turns out that these vicious guys are not from RB Huamen at all, but are bastards from the Yamaguchi-gumi."
Qiao Santai knew that when Xiaolang's father, Zhang Xiaofeng, made a riot and killed the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, there was a deep hatred. However, Xiaolang's father-son relationship was not known to outsiders, so why did the Yamaguchi-gumi deliberately come to assassinate him?
? He asked with some confusion: "Xiaolang, do you and the Yamaguchi-gumi also have any holidays?"
Ximenlang nodded and said: "Yes. Last year, the RB Yamaguchi group sent hundreds of people to Pegatron to develop their power in Country Z, and even control the entire underworld in Country Z. I wiped them all out, probably.
He had a grudge, so he sent someone to assassinate me."
Qiao Santai praised: "Well done, these little devils still want to invade country Z, they should be killed!" In the eyes of this Northeastern tycoon, it is difficult to find the martial arts character and even integrity of the prospective son-in-law.
Ximenlang frowned and said in confusion: "But why did these Yamaguchi-gumi guys blow themselves up? Also, where did they hide the explosives, and how did they pass the inspection by the guards?"
Qiao Santai said: "These crazy guys may have placed powerful explosives in their stomachs. It is estimated that the chance of surgical implantation is relatively high."
Ximenlang agreed: "It's very possible. Those guys just slapped their chests with their hands to activate the explosive device. There was smoke coming out of their mouths. It was probably from the bomb."
Qiao Santai said: "Yes, they want to hug you and explode together, and die together with you."
Ximenlang was still confused, pointing to the handwriting on the ground that was gradually fading in color and about to disappear, and said, "What's going on with these words?"
Qiao Santai also felt that the explanation was unclear and said: "Maybe they swallowed some mineral powder, and the luminous powder fell down after the explosion. It's just... that it can actually form writing, which is really incredible."
As he spoke, those handwritings magically disappeared. Ximen Lang thought to himself that the RB Yamaguchi-gumi had a rigorous plan for this assassination operation, and they would not hesitate to sacrifice the life of the naming master to kill me. Moreover, killing me is not just a matter of killing me, but also
Leave threatening words to demonstrate to Huamen. Damn it, I’m not done with you!
An explosion occurred at the celebration of taking over as the head sect leader, which was thrilling. However, for Ximen Lang, this was nothing at all, just a small episode. He got to where he is today by stepping on other people's corpses.
There are countless dangers, and death is often passed by, and life and death have long been ignored.
Ximenlang looked at the many people watching, smiled, and said: "It's okay, let's continue drinking."
Many gang bosses responded with smiles, "As long as the chief sect leader is safe and sound, how many bowls of wine should he accompany us on this special day?"
"That's right, Chief Sect Master, everyone wants to drink with you..."
Drinking has always been one of Ximen Lang's hobbies. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's keep getting drunk. Come on, let's drink."
"Let's go and have a drink!"
Ximen Lang walked forward surrounded by everyone and came to the place where the banquet was held. He picked up a large bowl of wine and said loudly: "Brothers, thank you all for coming to support me despite your busy schedule. I respect you all. Let's have a bowl first."
..." Raising his head, drum-dong-dong, he drank every last drop of the large bowl of wine, and was greeted with bursts of applause.
"The chief sect master is so generous and a pure man."
"terrific!"
"We all did it too..."
What these mafia bosses love most in life is wine, sex and wealth. Most people like to be competitive, and the same is true at the wine table. Although they have drunk some wine, they still rush to pick up the wine bowl and shout: "Done!"
"Not to be outdone, he poured the wine into his stomach and laughed.
Thousands of people were drinking from their bowls. Ximen Lang looked around and saw densely packed heads everywhere. The bowl was rising and falling, and the scene was extremely shocking. On a whim, he picked up another bowl of wine and said with a smile: "Good things come in pairs."
, let’s have another bowl.” He raised his head and drank another bowl of wine.
Many black bosses were all surprised. This young man's drinking capacity is really overbearing!
In fact, at this time, most people have drunk almost too little, and it is difficult to drink another bowl of wine. However, people who hang out outside are concerned about face. If they drink and vomit, even if their stomach bleeds after drinking, it will
, but it’s not possible to lose face! So, a group of people insisted on shouting: "Everyone, drink, the head of the family has another bowl, everyone is accompanying..."
Everyone drank another bowl of wine, and their bodies smelled of alcohol, their faces were red and their necks were thick. More than ten people collapsed on their chairs from the alcohol, and a few of them got under the table. Others laughed non-stop, shaking their bodies and shaking their tongues.
He said: "Drink too much, he drank too much..."
Ximen Lang originally thought about serving three bowls of wine at once, but when he saw that some people couldn't bear it anymore, he had to give up and said with a smile: "Everyone, just do whatever you want, just drink to your heart's content..."
At this time, Qiao Santai and Qiao Yuzhi appeared in a room in the office building. There was a banquet table. The people who were seated were Zhang Xiaofeng, Masako, the green-robed ancestor, and Hong Jiao. The six of them were far away from the people outside.
Noisy, talking and laughing while drinking.
Zhang Xiaofeng also knew that the RB Yamaguchi Group came to assassinate Xiaolang. He sneered and said: "These bastards from the Yamaguchi Group are back again. It seems that our father and son are born enemies."
Qiao Santai said: "They are not a big deal. With the current strength of Xiaolang and Huamen, there is no need to be afraid of them."
Masako looked worried and said: "Xiaolang will not be afraid of them. However, after more than ten years of recuperation, the Yamaguchi-gumi is now stronger than before and will definitely become Huamen's most powerful enemy in the future.
, I’m afraid Xiaolang will be in constant trouble.”
Zhang Xiaofeng comforted her and said: "It's okay. Xiaolang is no longer the playboy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He will find ways to deal with them..."