Although the four major families are deeply entangled and powerful in Hangzhou, Lin Qinghai, as the capital of Hangzhou, has supreme power. No matter what kind of family they are, not even the Zhao family dares to confront Lin Qinghai head-on.
But Xiao Yulong seemed to be just a rough guy and should not be Lin Qinghai's friend. Presumably, he was just using Lin Qinghai's name to scare them.
"In Hangzhou, what Lin Qinghai says is not necessarily more useful than what the four major families say."
Li Daoshan refused to show weakness and said coldly: "Don't say that your backer is not Lin Qinghai, even if it is really Lin Qinghai, will we be afraid of you?!"
Xiao Yulong tilted his head and looked at Li Daoshan, with a playful smile on his lips: "Oh, old man Li, are you really so confident?"
Li Daoshan raised his head: "This is not called confidence, this is called confidence! Do you think your men can scare my Li family if they have some skills?"
"I tell you, today, today you don't even think about leaving here alive!"
After saying that, he said coldly to the butler beside him: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and call Silver Wolf Company and ask them to send someone over immediately!"
"Yes, head of the family!" The housekeeper didn't dare to delay and immediately dialed the number of Silver Wolf Company.
When Silver Wolf Company heard that Li Daoshan had personally sent the message, they would not agree and immediately promised to send a hundred people to help the Li family!
After hanging up the phone, the housekeeper said to Li Daoshan: "Silver Wolf Company will send a hundred people over immediately. The people who come this time are all their elites."
Li Daoshan nodded with satisfaction, looked at Xiao Yulong, and regained his confidence: "I don't believe you can leave here alive today!"
Gu Ren's eyes flashed, and he also shouted: "Boy, you'd better cut off your hands and feet to save us from doing anything."
Li Daoshan's other friends, seeing that the situation seemed to have reversed, also started shouting.
"In this land of Hangzhou, the four major families cover the sky with one hand! You are seeking your own death today!"
"What a ignorant boy. He dared to act wild in front of the Li family mansion. It's really an old man who hanged himself because he thought his life was too long!"
"This guy is just a pretense at first glance. He is such a rough guy. I don't even have Lin Qinghai's contact information, yet he dares to pretend to know him. What a joke!"
"Haha, you are more stupid than anyone!"
Li Daoshan put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "I don't care who you are, if I don't kill you bastard today, my surname, Li Daoshan, will be yours!"
Just now, Xiao Yulong admitted in front of everyone that he personally ordered all of Li Qingqing's bones to be broken.
Li Daoshan knew that if he didn't fight back with thunderous means today, the Li family would definitely become the joke of the whole city in the future!
While Li Daoshan was speaking, Zheng Antai and others all looked at Xiao Yulong coldly, trying to put pressure on him invisibly.
Don't underestimate these old guys. Each of them is considered to be in a high position and has a very strong aura. If an ordinary person is standing here and being stared at by them coldly, he may really not be able to stand it.
However, the person standing here is Xiao Yulong.
More than ten years of military career have created his power as a god of war!
Back in the north, even if one man faced a hundred thousand enemy troops, he did not even frown! How could the four major families in Hang City make him give in?
Xiao Yulong looked at these clown-like guys and smiled: "It seems that I have to ask Lin Qinghai today. I want to see who has the final say in Hangzhou."
Later, he broadcast Lin Qinghai’s phone call.
Lin Qinghai's phone number was given to him by Su Changfeng. Su Changfeng didn't want him to take action, so he gave him Lin Qinghai's phone number.
At this time, the Third Sanatorium of the War Department in Hangcheng.
Lin Qinghai was carefully accompanying Su Changfeng.
When he saw the caller ID, he was stunned.
"Western War Zone's phone number?"
Because Lin Qinghai is the capital of Hangzhou, the authority of the mobile phone number is very high, so the location of the caller number is clearly displayed.
Su Changfeng, who was on the side, glanced at his screen: "It's my brother's phone number, Xiao Yulong."
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lin Qinghai's forehead, and his heart was beating hard.
After all, this was his first time dealing with the commander of the Western Theater Command.
"Hello, Lin Qinghai."
"Hello, Xiao Yulong." Xiao Yulong's deep and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone.
