Li Yaodong felt that Ximen Lang, as the commander-in-chief, was like an imperial envoy. He was different from other high-level officials of the Huamen. As a gangster figure, the senior leaders usually liked to enjoy themselves informally and must receive him warmly and solemnly.
When we got down to the place, we first had a feast of delicacies from the mountains and seas in a five-star hotel, and then we got drunk.
Go to nightclubs and other entertainment venues, and continue to drink with the pretty girls. At the right time, go into the bathing center, steam and rub to sweat, and then find two escorts | maids to flirt with each other, and have a great time
.In a word, the boundary between black and white is not very clear nowadays, and it is unclear. What are the hobbies of officials? The same is true for these black bosses.
Unexpectedly, the commander-in-chief of Ximen was different. He was not interested in Li Yaodong's arrangements. This made him feel confused and felt that the other party was not easy to approach. He had no choice but to leave, secretly guessing that he did not know who the commander-in-chief was.
Are you really serious, or are you deliberately pretending not to enjoy yourself to show others?
In fact, Ximen Lang just didn't want to waste time. He had just been entrusted with an important task by Elder Feng and was so focused on making a name for himself that he had no time to eat, drink and have fun. After Li Yaodong left, he immediately spread out the map on the table and looked at it carefully for a while.
, then opened his laptop, pulled out the secret document sent to him by the secret team Jiang Wei, studied the Donghua Sect personnel stationed in various places in Fujian, and had an outline in his mind. Then he sent an order for the five altar masters to come to the tent.
Central discussion.
Not long after, Liu Kaifeng and others came to the tent. Everyone saw the map of Fukian Province on the table in front of Brother Lang, and they had vaguely guessed what he was thinking.
Ximen Lang waved and said: "You guys all come here and take a look at the Donghua Gate Fujian personnel deployment that Jiang Wei first sent."
Six people gathered around the table. Ximen Lang moved his fingers back and forth on the map and said: "There are nine areas in Fukian, namely Quanzhou, Sanming, Nanping, Longyan, Zhangzhou, Ningde, Putian,
Fuzhou and Xiamen, among which Fuzhou is the general helmsman of the third hall of Donghuamen, with about a thousand people stationed there, making it the most powerful area, and the other eight areas have 500 people stationed each."
Liu Kaifeng said thoughtfully: "So, there are about 5,000 members of the Donghua Sect in the entire Fujian Province, which is only half of ours."
Ximen Lang nodded and said: "Yes, our backroom members are about twice as many as theirs, and they are in the light and we are in the dark, so the advantage is even more obvious, so,
My goal is to capture the entire Fujian Province by tomorrow night, are you confident?"
The five people replied in unison: "Yes." They had the aura of being as heroic as Qian Yuntian.
Ximen Lang said: "Okay, now you listen to my assignment of tasks. Xuanyuan Mo, you lead all the members of the fifth altar to attack Sanming and Nanping at night. Long Feiyu, you lead all the members of the fourth altar to attack Long at night.
Say, there are two areas in Quanzhou. Bu Qingyun, you lead the
All the members of the three groups attacked Zhangzhou and Xiamen at night. Han Hua led the members of the second group to attack Putian and Ningde at night. As for Liu Kaifeng, I personally led the first group. Let's go straight there.
Chief helmsman of the third hall of Fuzhou Donghua Gate, do you understand?"
The five altar masters replied in unison: "I understand."
Ximen Lang's sharp eyes swept over everyone and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, this is our first tough battle to enter the Huamen. Because of our previous obscurity, many people are very unconvinced that our brothers are the ones controlling the family.
You think I am not worthy of being the leader of the altar. You are not qualified to be the leader of the altar. Now, we have to prove it to those people.
, those of us from the small place of Heshuo are not cowards, let them see our capabilities. Therefore, this operation can only succeed and cannot fail. As for the deployment map of Donghuamen members in the area you want to capture, I will send it to you
We keep in touch at all times on our respective laptops. Now that I have finished speaking, does anyone have any questions?"
Liu Kaifeng and others looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "No."
Ximenlang waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go!"
That night, the members of the family back hall were divided and marched towards the entire Fujian Province. At around nine o'clock in the night, the 2,000 people from the Third Hall led by Bu Qingyun arrived in Zhangzhou first and attacked the Donghuamen members who were located in a farm in the suburbs.
Attack at the gathering point.
This farm covers an area of more than 100 acres. There are five rows of dilapidated red brick houses in the yard. Nearly 500 Donghua Sect members gathered inside. The four sentry guards were quietly silenced by Bu Qingyun's two altar masters with crossbows.
After he was shot and killed, a altar owner climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, opened the door, and many members of the Chinese sect quietly entered with machetes in their hands, dispersed around the five rows of bungalows, and surrounded him.
Bu Qingyun held a silver hook and kicked open the wooden door of the first row of bungalows and rushed in. He saw that this room had two bungalows from the north to the south, and nearly a hundred members of the Donghua Sect were sleeping in it. When they heard the noise, they woke up suddenly and sat up one after another.
Someone shouted: "Who?"
"Your grandpa!"
As he spoke, the silver hook in Bu Qingyun's hand drew a murderous cold light in the dark night. The head of a Donghua Sect member was hooked off, flew to the right and hit the wall, splattering a strange red fan-shaped picture, and fell to the ground.
On the bed.
The Donghua Sect member's bare upper body next to him was spattered with blood by the body of his headless companion. Witnessing the bloody scene with his own eyes, he shouted in horror, "Ah... an enemy has come in..." Before he could finish his words
After saying that, he met the same fate as his companions, and his head flew into the air.
Bu Qingyun waved the silver hook in his hand and ordered loudly: "Cut them all down!"
Many members of the Huamen howled and pounced on them like a pack of wolves. They slashed at the unarmed Donghuamen members with their sharp machetes and began to kill mercilessly with red eyes.
A group of Donghua Sect members screamed in agony and ran around like rats, but were unable to reverse their miserable fate and fell into a pool of blood one after another.
The machete was swung, and the mutilated palms, arms, thighs and other organs continued to fall down, and bright red blood splashed in the air. This place completely turned into a slaughterhouse, and it was simply a hell.
Not only the members of the Donghua Sect in the first row of bungalows suffered this fate, but the members of the Donghua Sect in the other four rows of bungalows who were caught off guard and dreaming of spring and autumn also failed to escape the tragic experience of being massacred, and the infiltrating shouts filled the air.
On the farm.
It was so easy for two thousand people to kill five hundred defenseless people. In less than half an hour, half of the Donghua Sect members fell dead or injured in a pool of blood, and more than two hundred people fell to their knees.
On the ground, he raised his hands and surrendered. A proud smile appeared on Qingyun's face. He didn't expect Zhangzhou to be captured so easily. It's time for the next target. I want to occupy Xiamen!