The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Country T, Nanbang City, the headquarters building of the Razor Gang.

After Zha Lun yelled hysterically, he found that in the entire conference room, none of the senior executives shot at Yang Chen, and he himself didn't have the courage to pull the trigger.

despair--

A senior member of the Razor Gang hesitated for a moment, put the gun in his hand on the small table, then raised his hands above his head, and stood up slowly.

Seeing this, Zha Lun immediately turned his gun to point at this subordinate, and sternly reprimanded: "Amin, what are you doing?! Pick up the gun!"

"Boss, forget it! We've gone too far. Brother Xue Lama is the founder of our Razor Gang. I don't have the guts to shoot him."

boom--

The gun in Zha Lun's hand rang out, Amin's body shook violently, he staggered two steps back and fell to the ground, blood was continuously pouring out from his heart.

"Anyone who dares to put down his gun is a traitor to the Razor Gang, and I will kill him!"

Yang Chen's face darkened in an instant, and he said coldly: "Zha Lun, you dare to shoot in front of my face?!"

Zha Lun pointed his gun at Yang Chen immediately, and said with a smirk: "Yang Chen, I have to admit, I underestimated your ability, you were able to get an armed helicopter from the military of country T! But that assistant of yours dared to open it!" Shooting? She shoots, I don't believe you can escape!"

"Then why don't you try?"

Yang Chen's face sank like water, and murderous aura began to surge in his eyes.

"Brother, even if you kill me, I don't want to shoot the former gang leader. We joined the Razor Gang not to be lackeys of the Presbyterian Church!"

despair--

despair--

The senior members of the Razor Gang put their guns on the small table one by one, and stood up with their hands raised high.

Just as Charun pointed his gun at this one, the other put down his gun again, and soon everyone in the conference room except him put their guns on the small table.

"Do you want to rebel? I'm cooperating with the Presbyterians, isn't it for your welfare?! The Presbyterians are so powerful, if I don't obey them, but fight with them, how many people will die in the Razor Gang? Do you know? !"

"Boss, from the day we joined the guild, there will be nothing more than two results in this life, either dead on the street or in prison, so we are not afraid of death, the death we are afraid of is not worth it."

"Good, good, good!"

Zha Lun said three good words in a row, then quickly stepped forward two steps, and put the gun on Yang Chen's forehead.

"Yang Chen, now that my brothers are rebelling, do you think you have won?! Don't forget, I also have a plan B!"

There was a crazy smile on Zha Lun's face, and he turned to a group of subordinates who put down their guns and said, "You think you are five people and six, each of you is in charge of each hall of the Razor Gang, you are really Fengjiang. Is it a big official? Wrong!"

"Beside each of you, there are people I arrange! I'm just on guard against you! It doesn't matter if you live or die, all the gates are still in my hands!"

The corner of Yang Chen's mouth curled up slightly, he picked up the teacup in front of him, and calmly sipped the tea, completely ignoring the gun on his forehead.

At this moment, the only modern electronic product on the wall of the meeting room - the screen of the smart TV suddenly lit up by itself, and the picture on the screen immediately attracted everyone's attention.

On the TV screen, a beautiful female anchor is quickly broadcasting the news in T language.

"Dear viewers, I am reporting for you on the streets of Nanbang. Just now, some unidentified thugs suddenly appeared in the city of Nanbang. They armed with iron bars, baseball bats and other weapons, attacked nightclubs on several streets in the city. , Bars, saunas and other entertainment venues for smashing.”

"According to people familiar with the matter, the venues that were smashed up were all organized by the largest gang in Nanbang City, an industry owned by the Razor Gang. These thugs were uniformly dressed in suits, white shirts and black ties. Injured to varying degrees, but we have not received any reports of gang members dying."

While the female anchor was explaining, the photographer also pointed the camera at a bar that was smashed up on the street.

Several young people in strange clothes escaped from the bar with their heads in their hands one after another. Before they could run a few steps, they were overtaken by three 'thugs in suits' who came out from inside and knocked them to the ground several times with sticks.

The three thugs in suits kept swinging the sticks in their hands, beating seven or eight members of the Razor Gang all over the ground, screaming again and again.

The female anchor was obviously shocked by the scene in front of her, and even the voice of the report began to tremble.

"Friends in the audience, this... this is too cruel, I can't describe my feelings at this moment, please tell your children... don't join gangs... er, they... they seem to be walking towards us It's gone! Oh, it's embarrassing—”

In the live broadcast at this time, a thug in a suit has already walked in front of the female anchor, but surprisingly, he even straightened his tie, and then asked the female anchor very friendly in broken English:

"Beauty, is my image okay?"

The female anchor with a pale face swallowed hard, and nodded repeatedly: "Uh, pretty handsome..."

The thug in a suit seemed very satisfied with the female anchor's answer, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to do an interview then?"

"Uh, can I?"

"of course."

The female anchor obviously didn't expect that the thugs in Juhou would ask for an interview. Are all the villains so arrogant now?Not afraid to expose your face in the eyes of the public and the police?

"Why are you standing there, hurry up and ask questions! I'm still busy! This is helping your TV station increase its ratings. If you don't ask, I'm leaving!"

The hostess shook her dazed head, quickly organized her thoughts, and tried to control her voice to keep calm: "Excuse me, sir, the perpetrators of violent acts on the streets... are all you and me. Is it?"

"Cough cough!"

The man in the suit cleared his throat, and said to the hostess with a smile on his face, "You don't have to be so reserved, beauty, just call us thugs in suits."

"Uh, so you are indeed together?"

"Yes, we thugs in suits are responsible for all the smashing and smashing operations in Nanbang City."

"I noticed that all the places that were smashed up belonged to the Razor Gang. Excuse me...Mr. Thug, are you deliberately targeting the Razor Gang?"

"That's a good question!"

The man in the suit praised the female anchor solemnly, then put away the smile on his face, turned to the camera and said: "Dear audience friends, six years ago, a group of men who lived at the bottom of society and were bullied for a long time, in a legend Under the leadership of Xue Lama, all the underworld forces in Nanbang City were wiped out overnight, and the Razor Gang was established."

"The original intention of Blood Rama to found the Razor Gang is to put an end to gang crimes, and to find a shelter for those who have no education, capital and family power, so that they can have enough food and clothing!"

"But! After Blood Rama retired, the veterans of the Razor Gang were persecuted by various means by the new leader Charun! It took six years to turn the Razor Gang into a criminal organization again!"

The more the man in the suit talked, the more indignant he became: he simply waved his fists: "So, our action today is to disintegrate the Razor Gang! Give back to all the people in Nanbang City a bright blue sky!"

"Bright and sunny!"

Not far away, the two 'thugs in suits' who were beating the members of the Razor Gang violently raised their fists and shouted, and then continued to beat a few members of the Razor Gang who were rolling on the ground...

The beauty anchor's face was full of embarrassment, "Uh, Mr. Thug, are you not afraid of the police by using violence to control violence?"

Hearing this question, the man in the suit immediately put on a smiling face: "We have some things that the Razor Gang secretly communicated with some officials. If the police intervene in our actions, it may lead to disastrous consequences, so I think it is better for the police to come later, after all, the risk of catching some injured gang members is less than fighting the mob."

The beautiful anchor, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily, thinking that this guy was blatantly mocking the police in country T!

"Beauty, do you have any questions? If not, I'm leaving, and there are still a lot of places left by the Razor Gang!"

"Uh, one last question, can I ask who is the leader of your mob in suits?"

The man in the suit smiled slightly, and said slowly to the camera: "Of course, the leader of our thugs in suits is the blood Lama who founded the Razor Gang six years ago!"