Just after Ye Feng and others left the Yingge Club, four or five cars roared in.
Immediately afterwards, the entire Yingge Club was announced to be closed. The men and women inside were still very angry. After all, they were in high spirits and having fun.
Just the owner of Yingge Club took the loudspeaker and shouted: "Whoever doesn't want to die, just stay here!"
At this time, everyone did not dare to let out another fart, and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts. Immediately afterwards, the entire club was under martial law. Although there were still many good people surrounding it outside, everyone was muttering there, but nothing happened.
I don't know what happened, but I just guess that someone must have died tonight.
Soon, a brown extended Lincoln slowly drove in. The originally chaotic parking lot suddenly became quiet, and everyone quickly made way. There were even many stewards from the Tianlu family hurriedly leaving.
He walked up and stood respectfully next to the car.
First, a young man wearing a black suit in the passenger seat got out of the car, and then trotted to the back and opened the door with vigorous movements.
Then under the attention of everyone, a fat middle-aged man slowly got out of the car.
This obese middle-aged man is probably in his forties. He is wearing a loose robe and a peaked cap on his head. He looks ordinary, but his small eyes are very sharp and cold and expressionless.
His face was filled with a sense of solemnity.
"Third Alliance Leader, you are finally here. This time you have to make the decision for our Tian and Lu families." A steward of the Tian family stepped forward and whispered.
It turns out that this fat middle-aged man is actually the third leader of the Jiangzuo League, which is famous in Jiangdong. Of course, everyone only knows him as the third leader. As for his name, outsiders don't know.
The leader of the three alliances did not speak, and did not even look at the steward. He immediately stepped inside and was followed closely by eight strong Jiangzuo League masters wearing black training uniforms.
The people in charge of the Tianlu and Lu families looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what the third leader was thinking. In the Jiangzuo League, the third leader has always been known as the cold-faced gentleman. There is also a sofa under his cold face.
Cold heart.
Although the Tian and Lu families relied on the Jiangzuo Alliance and gave out 30% of their industrial income and profits every year in exchange for the Jiangzuo Alliance's protection, the relationship between the two parties was not as close as the outside world rumored.
In fact, until now, the Jiangzuo Alliance has revealed a mysterious atmosphere. No one knows the true identities of the three alliance leaders, and the Jiangzuo Alliance does not specifically operate any industry, but the entire Jiangdong, including Jiangcheng
Including, almost all the more prestigious wealthy families will pay tribute to the Jiangzuo Alliance every year.
From this we can also see the terror of the Jiangzuo Alliance in Jiangdong!
The cold-faced Lang Jun, the third leader, walked into the Yingge Club with his hands behind his back, while the owner of the Yingge Club stood at the door tremblingly, with a look of horror on his face.
"Third Alliance Leader, this matter... We Yingge really didn't know anything about this matter. We didn't receive any news in advance, and it happened too fast. By the time we knew about it, this person had already
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It was already autumn, but the face of the Yingge boss was covered with sweat. He hesitated and said: "Third Alliance Leader, you really don't care about our Yingge's affairs. I ask the Third Alliance Leader to take a closer look. Of course, I will take it."
If the three leaders of the alliance have any missions, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."
The cold-faced man still didn't look at him and walked straight in.
After passing through the hall and then turning around the corridor, the three alliance leaders came to the box where Ye Feng and others were previously.
There were four majestic strong men standing in front of the box. The three alliance leaders, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said in a deep voice: "No outsiders have entered here, right?"
"Back to the Third Alliance Leader, no outsiders have entered since the incident, and nothing inside has been touched." A person in front of the door said.
The three alliance leaders nodded and then said: "Wait outside for me!"
His voice was very spooky, and it sounded very distorted, but no one dared to disobey his instructions. After he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked in alone.
Everyone was waiting in the corridor. Almost everyone didn't dare to express their anger and just waited quietly.
It didn't take long, about five minutes later, this cold-faced gentleman from the Jiangzuo League walked out.
An old man wearing a Tang suit with gray beard and hair came forward slightly and asked: "How are you sir? What can you see?"
The cold-faced Lang Jun, the third leader of the alliance, frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "There are eight people in there, of course, eight dead people!"
Having said this, the third leader of the cold-faced Langjun sneered slightly, and then said: "Among the eight people, except for the two eldest young men of the Tianlu family, who are drunkards, the other six are all grand masters."
The old man in Tang suit was slightly startled and couldn't help but ask: "Six masters couldn't beat me and were all killed?"
"Not only were they killed, all six of them were killed with one blow!" The third alliance leader narrowed his eyes slightly when he said this.
"Killed with one blow? Since the six of them are all masters and their skills are definitely not weak, but they were killed by one blow, then the murderer's martial arts must be extraordinary!" The old man in Tang suit also had a look of surprise on his face.
"Of course, at least, it requires a great master of Huajin to do it. Moreover, he is also a great master of Huajin who has experienced hundreds of battles and knows the art of killing!" The third leader of the cold-faced Lang Jun said this and put his hands behind his back again.
Leave.
Seeing this, the people from the Natian and Lu families hurriedly chased after them and said: "Three Alliance Leaders, what about this matter from your Jiangzuo Alliance..."
Before anyone could finish speaking, the cold-faced man interrupted in a deep voice: "The Tian and Lu families make offerings every year, and they are always on time. Don't worry, since we, the Jiangzuo Alliance, have accepted the offerings from both families,
Then you won’t sit idly by and do nothing. Although it won’t kill all the people in the house, I guarantee that anyone who participates will not survive more than three days!”
When the people in charge of the Tianlu family heard this, they nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you Jiangzuo Alliance, thank you to the three alliance leaders, thank you to the three alliance leaders for making the decision for us!"
The cold-faced man suddenly waved to the owner of Yingge Club and said, "Come here."
The owner of Yingge Club immediately trotted over tremblingly and said, "What are the orders from the Third Alliance Leader?"
The third leader sneered: "Eight people died in your Yingge Club, but you lived well. I also heard that you were upstairs when the incident happened, with two little girls in your arms?"
The owner of the Yingge Club felt his heart sink after hearing this, but before he could speak, the three leaders immediately said: "I will give you half a day to prepare for the funeral. Of course, during this half day, you can also choose to run away.
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"Whether you can run away from Jiangdong depends on your ability!" At this point, the cold-faced man reached out and patted his shoulder, then walked away.
A look of despair and misery suddenly appeared on the face of the owner of Yingge Club, and his body couldn't help but collapse, as if someone had taken away his backbone in an instant.
The words of the three leaders were tantamount to directly pronouncing his death sentence.
I like the crazy son-in-law of the city, God of War