It took half an hour to clear out all the fighting members in the Black Dragon Association.
But Po Jun was a little confused.
"Brother, where are you taking them?"
Su Changfeng deliberately told not to go on a killing spree, but to knock everyone unconscious and tie them up.
Now he put people in the container again, and Po Jun couldn't understand the confusing behavior.
Of course, out of trust, Po Jun did not question Su Changfeng.
Just curious.
Su Changfeng smiled knowingly and said: "The Black Hand Gang has been initially decided, but Zhao Hu's strength is still too weak."
"If he can subdue the remnants of the Black Dragon Society for his own use, Zhao Hu will no longer have to worry about the pressure brought by the elders."
"And he might be able to eliminate hidden dangers within the mafia and become the uncrowned king of Lanze's underground world."
Po Jun suddenly realized.
"Brother, I really belong to you."
Su Changfeng held down the headset and switched channels.
"Mo Ying, I want to master all the internal information of the Black Dragon Society within three hours."
"Don't worry about me doing the work."
Mo Ying replied and started operating in front of the computer.
Su Changfeng switched to the unmanned channel again, turned to Po Jun and said, "You stay to assist Mo Ying."
"yes!"
Su Changfeng nodded and drove out to leave the Black Dragon Club.
On the way, Su Changfeng switched the headset channel to the third route.
"How are you doing?"
"everything is normal."
Tanlang said quickly: "Zhao Hu was assassinated seven times within four hours of returning to the Blue and White Guild Hall."
"Two of them have been identified."
Su Changfeng nodded. As expected, there were people in the Black Hand Gang who couldn't help but take action.
But it’s okay, this can be used as a breakthrough.
"Give me the list, and ask Zhao Hu to use Zhao Long's memorial service as an excuse to summon the elders of the Black Hand Gang to discuss the successor."
"In addition, sort out the prepared evidence immediately..."
After arranging the trivial matters, Su Changfeng turned the steering wheel and stopped by the roadside.
He took out the mobile phone in his pocket and checked the messages.
Those are two profiles.
And they all have a common identity, the veteran of the Black Hand Gang.
"Ji Ping, Qi Zhong."
Su Changfeng turned off the phone screen and stepped on the accelerator.
…
After Zhao Hu arranged Zhao Long's memorial service, he came to the conference room on the third floor.
By this time it was already full of people.
There is another label in common among them, they are the veterans of the Black Hand Gang.
"I'm sorry, my brother's memorial service is quite busy."
"Please forgive me if I am negligent."
Zhao Hu came to the first place and bowed slightly.
The people at the table had different expressions, but it could be seen that they were all confused.
Zhao Hu's performance was completely different from his usual.
In addition, the temperament also has a feeling of being as still as a mountain.
If Zhao Hu used to be a big axe, now he is like a sword with a sharp edge.
Sitting back in his seat, Zhao Hu said with an indifferent expression: "Before voting, please allow me to announce something."
He clapped his hands, and two bodyguards walked in outside the door, each carrying a wooden box.
Zhao Hu raised his chin slightly and said, "Put it on the table and open it."
The two bodyguards did as they were told.
Two bloody human heads appeared in front of everyone's eyes, causing some people to turn pale and turn their heads to vomit.
"They are Ji Ping and Qi Zhong!"
Someone on the field exclaimed.
After everyone heard this, they all looked at Zhao Hu with shocked eyes.
"Brother Zhao, what do you mean?"
The person who spoke was the leader of the elder faction, named Ding Wenjing.
And he has a very interesting identity, that is, he is the former Lord of Lanze City.