"Mingyu, please introduce me to all the big brothers."
Yang Ling turned to look at Tao Mingyu, with a playful smile on his lips.
In his eyes, how can these people in front of him be worthy of the word "big brother"? They are not even as good as Wang Junhao, let alone the Ouyang family in northern Jiangsu. In his eyes, these people are nothing more than ants.
If he didn't want to go to war, it would be an easy task for him to deal with these people. However, making too many enemies would inevitably hurt the harmony.
Tao Mingyu responded and introduced Yang Ling one by one.
Yang Ling's eyes slowly swept through everyone's eyes, and he still had a rough idea in his heart. Among the few people, Wei Yanjun was the strongest, Niu Geng was the most upright, and Ma Jia was the most cunning.
"I asked Mingyu to invite you all here today because I actually want to discuss something with you. The general trend of the world is that if we unite for a long time, we will divide, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite. It is not a problem that the underground circles in Yongcheng have always been in such a mess; therefore, I hope you can
Consider joining my Hidden Sect and abide by the rules of my Hidden Sect. In this way, many unnecessary disputes can be avoided, which is good for everyone." Yang Ling slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said calmly.
His words were spoken easily, but the people present frowned when they heard it.
Who wants to be someone else's follower instead of being the boss?
However, thinking of the power of the Hidden Sect, they were a little worried, fearing that they would be burned if they refused. By then, they might not even be able to save their lives.
"Why aren't you talking? If you have any opinions, you can tell me." Yang Ling chuckled.
"There is nothing to say. Mr. Yang, we are all accustomed to freedom and do not like to be restricted. Besides, the money we earn now is enough for us to spend. We don't want to be dependent on others and listen to others' orders." Wei Yanjun said proudly.
Yang Ling smiled faintly, "Mr. Wei, I think you have misunderstood me. I asked you to join the Hidden Sect, not because you can make more money, but because you don't have to die unknown like Wang Junhao.
Not in vain, he died without a trace."
"Snapped!"
Wei Yanjun slapped his palm on the table and shouted angrily: "Are you threatening us?"
"You can say that." Yang Lingdan shrugged, "I am bound to win Yongcheng. Anyone who blocks my way, I will naturally get rid of him without hesitation. So, your choice is,
Either join the Hidden Sect and abide by my rules, or become my enemy."
Chi Guoguo's threat is a bit of a slap in the face to these elders.
But if you don't have enough strength, what can you do? Resistance is a dead end.
Several people seemed to have chosen silence, not wanting to be the first to show off. They also wanted to see how Yang Ling would deal with Wei Yanjun before making a decision.
"You guys, you cowards, don't you dare to fart?" Wei Yanjun glared at them angrily.
Then, turning to look at Yang Ling, Wei Yanjun sneered and said: "Yang Ling, since you have reached this point, it seems that only one of us can leave today. Humph, I knew this was a mistake.
It’s a Hongmen Banquet, luckily I’ve prepared it in advance.”
After speaking, Wei Yanjun turned his head and looked at a middle-aged man behind him.
"You know what to do?"
Hong Yingnan nodded, took two steps forward, and stared at him eagerly.
He is the number one master under Wei Yanjun, and is Wei Yanjun's most capable assistant and bodyguard. Because Wei Yanjun is kind to him, he has been following Wei Yanjun. Over the years, he has served Wei Yanjun on behalf of Wei Yanjun.
The army has eliminated many opponents. People in the underground circles of Yongcheng are also familiar with his name Hong Yingnan.
"He is the number one master under Wei Yanjun. It is said that his kung fu is so powerful that no one can match his three moves." Tao Mingyu leaned into Yang Ling's ear and whispered.
"You're smart." Wei Yanjun smiled proudly, "Yang Ling, if you admit your mistake now, it's still too late. As long as you respect me as the boss, I will let you live today."
He is not that stupid, he just wants to ridicule Yang Ling.
Think about it, the famous Dragon King has knelt at his feet and admitted defeat, respecting himself as the greatest. Who will dare to go against him in Yongcheng in the future? However, if he let Yang Ling go, he would not do such a thing as letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
Yang Ling laughed contemptuously and glanced at Hong Yingnan, "They say no one can pick up your three moves, right? I think I can."
"Young people don't know how high the sky is." Hong Yingnan laughed contemptuously and punched him.
The force is like the wind, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the sound of the fist breaking through the wind is loud, which should not be underestimated.
However, this is only for ordinary masters. Facing masters like Yang Ling, Hong Yingnan's so-called power is nothing more than that. If you don't see the peak, how can you know how high the mountain is?
A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, and he punched him.
"boom"!
The fists butt together, and a powerful momentum surges away.
"Kaka"!
There was a sound of bones breaking, and Hong Yingnan let out a scream and staggered back a few steps. He clenched his right fist with his left hand, feeling unbearable pain. Big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes were filled with fear.
.
He has been in the underground circles of Yongcheng for many years, and no one can match him. But he didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable to Yang Ling.
Wei Yanjun was shocked and stood up quickly, "Yingnan, are you okay?"
Hong Yingnan gritted his teeth, roared to gain courage, and charged forward with his left fist raised.
"snort"!
Yang Ling sneered and kicked him over.
It hit Hong Yingnan in the chest, and he heard a scream. He flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
Hong Yingnan tried to get up with support, but the broken ribs caused him excruciating pain and he was unable to move at all.
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked. Unexpectedly, Hong Yingnan, Wei Yanjun's best master and the one who had no one to match his three moves, would be so vulnerable in front of Yang Ling. Then wouldn't they... not have much resistance?
The power? The reputation of the Dragon King is indeed not in vain.
"I've given you the opportunity, but you don't know how to cherish it, so you can't blame me." Yang Ling looked at Wei Yanjun with a sneer on his lips.
"You want my life? Humph, it's not that easy."
Wei Yanjun snorted angrily and clapped his hands. Suddenly, more than a dozen people rushed in from outside.
This was all arranged by him in advance.
When he received a call from Tao Mingyu and asked him to meet, he was worried that this might be a Hongmen banquet. How could he not make preparations?
"Why are you all still standing there? Hurry up and get your people together, otherwise, we will all have a bad ending. Are you willing to be ordered around by others for the rest of your life?"
Wei Yanjun glanced at everyone and tried to win them over to join him.
However, the others did not move at all and had no intention of taking action.
They don't know the depth of Yang Ling at all, so how can they dare to take action rashly? Once they take action, there will be no room for maneuver, and they will be like Wei Yanjun.