Everyone sat down. At 8:55, the five giants of the dark world walked in from another entrance. These five people were all wearing black cloaks. They looked very mysterious and at the same time, they had a shocking and powerful aura.
Many gang bosses who were chatting in the venue stopped making noise and became silent. The five people came directly to the podium and sat down separately.
Ximen Lang was sitting in the third row of seats. He looked over with curious eyes and saw that the man in the middle was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole. His appearance was extremely ugly, and he could rival Pluto. His gray eyes sparkled.
With a photographic look in his eyes, he asked in a low voice: "Madam, is the man in the middle Merkel?"
Aunt Liao, who was sitting on his right, responded in a low voice, "That's probably true. I've never seen him before, but the person sitting in this position should undoubtedly be the chairman of the Dark World. I can introduce him later."
Ximen Lang nodded slightly, "Then let's take a look."
On the rostrum, the second person from the left was a tall man with curly black hair and a rough and resolute appearance. He looked extremely strong. He raised his arm and looked at his watch. Seeing that it was exactly nine o'clock, he stood up and said calmly.
He said in a loud voice: "Welcome to the Dark City to participate in this peak annual meeting. I am Morgan, the vice chairman of the Dark World, and the host of this meeting. Now, let me introduce the members of the presidium. This is..."
Morgan is the leader of the Italian mafia, controlling the domestic underworld. He is also the first vice-chairman of the dark world, the second-largest person after the chairman. As for the chairman, he is the extremely ugly, thin and tall guy sitting in the middle.
, Angela Merkel, the leader of the German Satanic cult.
The conference entered the booking process. After introducing the members of the presidium, Morgan opened the roster and called the names. There were a total of 198 large gangs attending the annual meeting, but it took a long time to name them. Then,
Chairman Merkel stood up and spoke, using an extremely unpleasant hoarse voice to introduce the importance of the Summit Annual Meeting and its purpose of subverting the world...
While he was speaking, a digital translator translated the speech into six languages. Participants could select one of the languages and it would be transmitted through the headphones.
What Ximen Lang disliked the most was this kind of stinky and long speech. He felt so bored that he couldn't listen to what the other party said. He quietly stretched out his left hand, lifted up Suzaku's long skirt, and covered his girlfriend's chin with his palm.
|On the long beautiful legs, gently move back and forth, feeling the breathtaking smoothness and delicacy...
Zhuque was well-behaved and knew in his heart that Xiaolang didn't like this kind of environment, so he enjoyed the feeling of letting him be frivolous.
Merkel's speech lasted for more than 20 minutes, and was followed by speeches from various gang bosses. They were nothing more than what kind of impressive achievements their gangs have achieved in the country, how to develop in the future, etc.
The leader of the French Weiming Gang, Ladri, blew his beard and glared when he spoke, waving his arms from time to time, making strong gestures, and talking about how he founded the gang from scratch, and even annexed other organizations, Weiming
The gang has developed into the most powerful gang in the country. He seems to have great talent and desire to perform. He talked nonsense for more than an hour by himself.
After him, there is the Apostle Gate of India. The leader is an old man with white powder on his face and a big beard named Wadena. He wears clothes sewn from torn sacks, and has pierced rings in his nose and ears.
He was dirty all over his body. In order to gain attention from others, he was at the scene
He showed off his yoga skills. However, he was seen dancing and talking, and his body gradually rose to about two feet high, just suspended, leaving a group of people in the venue dumbfounded. This state lasted for more than ten minutes, and he
Only then did he land on the ground, his eyes catching a glimpse of the people he had restrained, their faces full of pride.
Ximenlang didn't become interested until he saw this old bearded Indian man showing off his evil skills, and watched intently. When the guy landed and started talking again, he felt bored again, yawned, and put his hand on Suzaku's leg.
Entering into dreamland.
He slept for a long time, until at four o'clock in the afternoon, Suzaku whispered in his ear: "Xiao Lang, get up, today's meeting is over..."
After hearing this, Ximenlang immediately became excited as if he had been given a shot of blood. He immediately opened his eyes and saw everyone leaving the table. He also stood up and walked towards the aisle.
Xiao Zhengxiong came over surrounded by several men, smiled and waved, saying: "Xiao Lang, you can go directly to my place. I have brought some wine. Let's have a drink."
As soon as he heard about drinking, the back of Ximen Lang's head felt like he was drinking, and he hurriedly agreed, "Okay, I'll go now."
Xiao Zhengxiong smiled and said: "You boy, you have the same temperament and temperament as your father, and you also like to drink. Well done..."
The two walked side by side and left the venue, followed by several entourages.
Ten minutes later, Ximen Lang appeared in a room in Building No. 179. Xiao Zhengxiong ordered his subordinates to take out the sausages, hams, bacon and other snacks they had brought with them. He brought over two bottles of white wine and put them on the table, saying: "From country Z.
Erguotou, this is the real good wine, anything like Remy Martin or XO is for nothing, it is not a wine for men."
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "Yes, Country Z liquor is still strong enough."
Two bottles of Erguotou were opened, and Xiao Zhengxiong and Ximen Lang began to eat and drink. Although the two were very different in age, their personalities were very similar, so they could talk.
After a moment, Xiao Zhengxiong gave a thumbs up and praised: "Xiao Lang, since you flew to Colombia with Yu Qi six years ago, I have seen that your kid will be a person in the future and will definitely have a future. However, I still didn't expect that,
You actually achieved what you have achieved today, becoming the head of the Hua Clan. It’s amazing. You are even more powerful than you, me. You are truly better than the master..."
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Grandpa Xiao, I am just lucky. Compared with my father, there is still a big gap."
Seeing his modest words, Xiao Zhengxiong valued this young man who was less than twenty years old more and more, and said: "After you unified the fragmented Huamen, you carried it forward and built great achievements, but you did not take credit for yourself. It is really rare.
Xiaolang, what are your next plans? Hua Men will not stand still and be satisfied with the status quo, right?"
Ximenlang smiled and said: "Huamen still has a long way to go in the future. I hope I can make some contribution to the country. After all, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. Now many powers are eyeing our country Z, and they are changing their joint calculations.
If we want to seize our territory, I will not sit idly by and ignore it."