Cyber Daming

Thunder roars, heavy rain falls, and murderous intent permeates the air!

Luo Zhen walked into the meeting hall majestically, followed by dozens of escorts, including Hu Zhong, who had been missing for this period of time!

From the beginning to the end, Luo Zhen's eyes never glanced at Li Jun and Kuang Qingyun, but always stared at Zhao Ding's coffin.

"You're dead before I take action. Tsk, tsk, tsk, Zhao Ding, it's very boring for me to win like this."

Kuang Qingyun clenched his fists tightly, and his heart roared in his chest. He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Luo Zhen, I don't want to see blood today. If you are wise, get out now."

Luo Zhen squinted his eyes and smiled: "Master Kuang is so angry, but I advise you not to move, otherwise Kowloon Street may become a river of blood today."

"You have the guts to try."

Before Kuang Qingyun finished speaking, he saw Luo Zhen wave his hand and raised his voice to interrupt him.

"Just because I gave you face does not mean that you, Kuang Qingyun, are qualified to stab me in front of me. If you say one more thing, I will immediately let you go down to accompany Zhao Ding."

Click, click, click..

A series of clanging sounds of hammers suddenly sounded in the conference hall. The people behind Luo Zhen opened their coats, revealing the black gun handles at their waists. The hammers were fired angrily, ready to go.

The Shenjiying 1410 pistol is produced by Tianfu Heavy Industry Group and is the standard weapon for the Chengdu Tianfu garrison.

Being equipped with such a large-scale garrison weapon, the identities of the people behind Luo Zhen are self-evident.

Kuang Qingyun's eyes were shocked and angry, "How dare you lead the Tianfu Guards into Kowloon Street?"

Since its establishment, Jige District has always adhered to the rule of ‘refugee autonomy’.

The Tianfu Guards, who are responsible for local security, have always just collected "regular money" and have never actively intervened in gang fights within the Ji'e District.

This is a tacit understanding that both parties abide by, and it is also the rule of the game set by the forces behind it.

Therefore, even if Luo Zhen has an inspection status and wants to intervene in the affairs of Jiulong Street, he has to use the Sacrifice Sword Association and Zhao Dou as a fig leaf.

But now Luo Zhen actually didn't even need a fig leaf, and blatantly led the Tianfu garrison into the main hall of Brother Pao.

Kuang Qingyun shouted: "Luo Zhen, you broke the rules. The Qingshuipao brothers from Brother Pao Club will never let you go!"

"Zangcang Yeye, isn't he Gu Yong from Shudao Logistics? Do you think I'm afraid of him?"

Luo Zhen sneered and said disdainfully: "Besides, Kuang Qingyun, are you out of your mind? Have you ever said what you are going to do? With so many gang members gathered, is there any problem with this inspector bringing people in for inspection?" "

Kuang Qingyun's expression was stifled and speechless.

Luo Zhenshiran sat down in a mahogany armchair and said slowly: "I am just here to maintain law and order today and see my old friend off for the last time. As for what other people want to do, I can't control it."

As soon as these words came out, the tall and powerful guards behind Luo Zhen immediately opened a gap, and several old people slowly walked out.

These people have different appearances, ranging in height, short, fat, and thin, and many of them have obvious limb mutilations.

The only thing they have in common is the tattoo on their necks that is deformed and twisted due to loose skin.

The moment he saw the appearance of these people clearly, Kuang Qingyun's eyes were almost split open, and his body was trembling with huge anger.

He finally understood why none of the older generation members of Muddy Water Pao had shown up. It turned out that they had all sided with Luo Zhen.

Kuang Qingyun raised his hand and pointed at one of the old men with a gloomy expression, and said angrily: "Wang Mingguang! How dare you fucking eat everything!"

Faced with Kuang Qingyun's angry rebuke, Wang Mingguang remained unmoved at all and said expressionlessly: "Kang Qingyun, don't speak so harshly. Seniors like us do this for the sake of the future of Brother Pao Association."

"Dingye has been working for Shudao Logistics for these years. It seems that he can enjoy the shade with his back to the big tree, but in fact the brothers have not made much money. But in order to live a stable life, we old people did not say much. "

"But now that Mr. Ding is dead, will Shudao Logistics still recognize us? Even if he misses his old friendship, he will definitely not follow the previous sharing ratio. Then the life of the brothers will only be more miserable. .”

Wang Mingguang looked sincere and said sincerely: "Now that things have come to an end, I will open the skylight to you and tell you the truth. We have already reached an agreement with Mr. Luo. As long as we follow him, not only will the share ratio be increased by one level, but there will also be Tianfu guards in the future. The care is no worse than now."

Kuang Qingyun glanced at the faces of these seniors one by one with contempt, and sneered: "In the final analysis, you are still in it for money."

Wang Mingguang was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Kang Qingyun, the reality is already like this, you can't change it."

"The reason why I talk so much nonsense to you is because your prestige among the brothers is high enough and I will give you a chance to survive. Let me ask you one last question, should you come with us or go our separate ways!"

"Hahahaha, let's go with you? Are you worthy?"

Kuang Qingyun laughed miserably, "Master Ding has just passed away, and you beasts can't help but jump out one by one. Do you still have a conscience?"

"Conscience? What qualifications do you, a junior, have to mention this word in front of me?!"

Wang Mingguang seemed to be irritated by these two words, and he flew into a rage. He poked his heart with his finger and shouted: "Where were you when we old people fought to take back a street from the Nanyue gang with our lives? "

"Where were you when I raised my head and fought with those criminals?"

"Where were you when I was kneeling on the ground and seeking shelter everywhere without dignity?"

"You, a young man who has inherited the shadow of your ancestors, what qualifications do you have to talk about your conscience in front of me?"

Wang Mingguang sneered and said: "Or did Zhao Ding leave the position of the helm to you? Why, he has no descendants and cannot play hereditary, so he just wants to abdicate? Who does Zhao Ding think he is!"

Buzz!

The mechanical heart was running at full power, making a tidal sound that echoed in the empty meeting hall.

Kuang Qingyun's green shirt was torn to pieces, and the red light in Yi's eyes was dazzling, "Wang Mingguang, you are seeking death!"

Wang Mingguang's face instantly turned pale, and he staggered backwards due to the murderous aura that hit his face.

"Sir, save me!"

Luo Zhen, who was sitting in the chair, smiled slightly and raised his hand lazily.

Hu Zhong, who was standing behind him, immediately stepped in front of Wang Mingguang, his arms beating with lightning, "The fight in the Kowloon boxing ring is not over yet, let's continue today."

"OK!"

Kuang Qingyun gave a hideous laugh and tried to pounce on the tiger's tomb with the soles of his feet, but his shoulder was suddenly held down by a hand, preventing him from moving.

"You are now the highest-status person in Brother Muddy Waters Pao. How can you fight with these little people? It's too cheap."

Kuang Qingyun suddenly turned around and looked at Li Jun with shock on his face.

Li Jun stared at Hu Zhong, raised his hand and shaved his sharp eyebrows, "If you want to fight, come to me."

Everyone looked sideways and saw Li Jun slowly untying the bandages wrapped around his arms, and the bloody skin continued to fall off.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Electric Mouse, how do you want to die?"