"It turned out to be the Qing Gang. The Qing Gang came to Jinling City!"
Wei Honglin even took a deep breath, as if he had seen something terrifying.
Tang Ming said calmly: "Mr. Wei, tell me about the Qinggang."
"The Qinggang is one of the largest gangs in China. It was founded during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty and was governed by the Hongmen River in the same sea."
"These two gangs, the Qinggang and the Hongmen, control half of the country in the north and south of China respectively."
"The power of the Green Gang is extremely terrifying. It is based in Shanghai. Huang Huangrong, Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin, who dominated Shanghai at the time, are the talking heads of the various halls of the Green Gang."
"Calculating the time, the Qing Gang has been around for three to four hundred years, and its background is extremely terrifying."
Wei Honglin's eyes were filled with fear.
The Wei family was in charge of the underground world in Zhonghai, so they naturally understood how huge the Qinggang was.
Even if the Wei family and the Xia family now unite, it is only a drop in the bucket for the Qing Gang. The gap between the two sides is not even a little bit.
"Qinggang..." Tang Ming's face gradually became serious, and he raised his eyes to look at the four men in the van who had their hands cut off.
"Mr. Tang, this is a form of torture known as 'chopping off the palms and grinding the bones'."
"This is also the Qing Gang's method of treating their enemies. They chop off their palms to the wrist, and then smooth the wounds on a red-hot iron plate."
"It can not only stop bleeding and prevent bleeding and death, but also prevent medical treatment from cutting off the hand."
Wei Tianhao said solemnly: "But this kind of torture is extremely painful. It is said that the technique is difficult to control. If you are not careful, the victim will die of pain."
The four people in the van had broken palms and the wounds were covered with dark burn scars. Although their breath was weak, their lives were not seriously affected.
It can be seen that the executioner is very experienced in this.
"Does the Xuantian Group have any business dealings with the Qinggang?"
Tang Ming frowned and asked.
"No, there is still a big gap between the Xuantian Group and the Qing Gang today, and..." "And Jinling City happens to be located in the Yangtze River Basin, which is a battleground between the Qing Gang and Hongmen. The Qing Gang has no stronghold here.
"
Wei Tianhao responded solemnly: "There are rumors in the world that if the Qing Gang comes to Jinling City, there will definitely be a winner in the battle with the Hongmen."
The battle between the Qing Gang and the Hongmen lasted for hundreds of years.
As for Jinling City, it happens to be stuck at the junction of the two forces. Since ancient times, Jinling has been a battleground for military strategists, and it is also the center of competition between the two behemoths, the Qinggang and the Hongmen.
However, the large number of wealthy families in Jinling City, coupled with the existence of Purple Mountain, prevented Jinling from completely becoming a vassal of the two major forces.
"interesting."
"The Qing Gang is helping us find the mastermind behind the scenes. These retail gang bosses have been hiding for a long time, but they are still found and their hands chopped off. It seems that the Qing Gang's power has already penetrated Jinling City."
Tang Ming looked at the four people in the van.
Fenglei Gang Lei Ba, Tianlang Gang Lu Wenfeng, Houjiabao Hou Rui, Jinglonghui Chu Zeyang.
These four people are the gang forces controlled by Yang Junlan.
"Mr. Tang, since the Qing Gang is helping us, why didn't anyone show up?"
Wei Tianhao said in confusion: "I checked the surrounding surveillance, and I didn't find out when the van entered the parking lot."
Tang Ming also frowned slightly.
Just when everyone was confused, Xia Dehai received a call and his expression changed slightly.
"Mr. Tang, there is turmoil in the black market in Jinling!"
"A large number of mysterious masters have poured into the black market in Jinling City, specifically targeting gang forces to launch attacks. Just now, more than a dozen small forces have been destroyed."
"These small forces are all related to Yang Junlan."
Xia Dehai spoke in a deep voice.
Everyone was shocked.
The Qing Gang! It must be the Qing Gang! "The Qing Gang is giving me a big gift, but the Qing Gang is not just doing this to repay a favor."
"In my opinion, they want to dominate the Jinling black market themselves!"
Tang Ming's eyes sparkled.
Xia Dehai said anxiously: "It's possible. I heard that Hongmen has also begun to dispatch experts. The Jinling black market is about to be in chaos."
"There won't be chaos. With Zijin Mountain in charge of Jinling, there will definitely be no chaos."
Tang Ming shook his head slightly, raised his eyes to look at the note in his hand, and said indifferently: "I just don't know if the Qing Gang is fully prepared to settle in Jinling City at this time."
"Wei Tianhao, contact Wei Tao and ask him to lead Qingmingtang to guard Xuantian Group."
"The Green Gang can transport vans in without anyone noticing, and can also assassinate company executives without anyone noticing. From now on, company security must be tightened!"
Everyone was shocked and quickly accepted the order.
Tang Ming nodded and was about to go back to the office.
Sudden.
Tang Ming seemed to realize something, and suddenly raised his eyes to look into the distance, his eyes flashing to the door.
"Boom——" An extremely terrifying and powerful aura erupted from somewhere in Jinling City. The aura was far away and shook the void.
"Late stage of Nascent Soul Realm!"
"A strong man has come to Jinling City!"
Tang Ming's eyes shone brightly, his brows furrowed, and he stared at the source of the aura.
……at the same time.
In an unknown park somewhere in Jinling City, several old men wearing sanitation worker uniforms were cleaning fallen leaves in the park.
Autumn is getting thicker and leaves are falling.
In addition, it had just rained, so there were very few people in the park, with only a few workers cleaning up fallen leaves.
"Old man Zhang, old man Zhou, I'm going to go to the big room, you can go back later, don't wait for me."
An old man grinned happily.
Old Man Zhang laughed and scolded: "Old Fan, you damn lazy person poops a lot, don't forget there is hot pot tonight."
The old man named Lao Fan waved his hand to express that he understood.
The old man walked all the way deep into the park, and after getting away from his companions, his rickety back gradually straightened up, and the aura of worldly smoke and fire on his body gradually dissipated.
The end of the damp bluestone path.
Two old men in brocade clothes stood there. The old man on the left had silver hair, which was combed meticulously. It was easy to tell that he was a rigorous old man.
The old man on the right is short and fat, has a very special wine nose, and has a wine gourd hanging around his waist.
"I've met Mr. Fan."
"I've met Mr. Fan."
The silver-haired old man and the drunken-nosed old man both bowed and saluted Fan Zhongtian.
But Fan Zhongtian's face showed no sign of awe and was relaxed. His sharp gaze was like the tip of a knife scraping across the two of them.
Bang! Bang! The void trembled, and the two old men stepped back for a walk, their faces full of shock.
"I said ten years ago that I would not care about the grudges between the Qinggang and the Hongmen. I would not even take a look at your bloody murders in other places."
"But who dares to start a war in Jinling City?"
"Kill without mercy!"
Fan Zhongtian spoke slowly, but the words he spoke were like ice that had been frozen for thousands of years, making the two old men freeze in silence.
"Mr. Fan, back then my Hongmen ancestor Yin Hongsheng led the anti-Qing martyrs and assisted the Ming army in capturing Jinling. From that time on, the incense of Hongmen has been left in Jinling."
"Now, Hongmen, I want to leave a stronghold in Jinling City, but it's not possible?"