Let you take in the younger brother, why are you taking in the sister-in-law!

"From now on, Kowloon will be a loyal and trustworthy Kowloon. We are willing to go through fire and water for Lord Ling, and we will die!"

Ling Shaoqing had no emotion on his face: "Will you die?"

"Heh, you guys only bully the few with the more, and you are not worthy of being my Ling Shaoqing's brothers!"

"roll!"

Following Ling Shaoqing's last word "roll", all Hongsheng's people were relieved, at this moment, they only blamed their parents for missing two legs, and ran out without looking back.

But just when Changfa, Mitaka and other leaders wanted to leave, Ling Shaoqing suddenly stopped them:

"Hold on."

Several people thumped in their hearts, thinking: Could it be that Ling Shaoqing suddenly repented and wanted to kill people like herself?

They bit the bullet and stopped, and asked inarticulately: "Ling, Master Ling still has something else, what's your order?"

Ling Shaoqing reached out and pointed at the ground: "Take him away, don't get in my brother's eyes here!"

Seeing that Ling Shaoqing didn't intend to kill herself, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Suppressing his nausea, he carried away the already dead Jiuzhilong on the ground.

A smile appeared on Ling Shaoqing's face. He looked softly at Fat Boy Ji and other loyal brothers, and nodded with satisfaction:

"That's right, I haven't lost my reputation of loyalty and faith!"

Fat Zai Ji and the others were ashamed. The Jianghu brothers who were so proud just now are like a student who has done something wrong.

Fat Zaiji and others all bowed to Ling Shaoqing and lowered their heads:

"Failed to plant the flag for the club in Kowloon, and finally had to come to the rescue, I am ashamed!"

Ling Shaoqing shook her head, and put her hand on Fat Boy Ji's shoulder: "No, you have done a good job, I underestimated Hong Sheng's counterattack."

Ling Shaoqing helped everyone up: "Don't be afraid of life and death, dare to fight and fight hard, this is my good brother Ling Shaoqing!"

He looked at Fat Boy Ji: "From now on, you will be in charge of this street!"

Fat Boy Ji showed a joyful expression on his face: "Thank you, brother, for cultivating it!"

Ling Shaoqing smiled and waved her hands: "Okay, go outside and plant my dragon head flag of loyalty and faith."

"I want everyone in Hongsheng to know that I am loyal and trustworthy, and I have come to Kowloon!"

Afterwards, Ling Shaoqing asked everyone to send the injured brothers outside to the hospital for treatment, and those who died of serious injuries collected their bodies and buried them generously.

So far, Zhongyixin has successfully planted its flag in Kowloon!

Late at night, Kowloon, outside the walled city, inside an ordinary dwelling.

A benevolent old man in a Tang suit, holding three sticks of incense, is bowing to the statue of Guan Erye enshrined on the shrine.

"｀Please Guan Erye bless me Hongsheng, the society will be harmonious and prosperous, my brothers will be healthy and healthy, and everything will go smoothly!"

This person is Uncle Hong Shengmei.

Recently, because of Dongxing's downfall, Zhongyixin was so full of food that he actually set his abacus on him, Hongsheng.

Although his Hongsheng's strength is not as strong as Zhongyixin's strength has soared, but he has been operating in Kowloon for many years, but he is not easy to provoke!

Today, Uncle Mei received the news that Zhongyixin was going to plant a flag in the Jiulong Ice Room, and immediately sent Changfa Sanying and others, as well as Jiuzhilong who had just returned from Taiguo.

Hong Sheng's soldiers are skilled and brave, no matter how loyal he is, he will not be able to successfully plant a flag on my Hong Sheng's land!

Uncle Mei has great confidence in the strength of Jiu Wenlong and others.

At the beginning, Jiu Wenlong beheaded people for himself, and each person singled out a hall, which can be said to have shocked Hong Kong Island. With him as the leader, no major incidents will happen.

But today, for some reason, Uncle Mei, who was sitting in the big tent of the Chinese army, felt his heart beating wildly.

It always feels like something big is going to happen.

After thinking about it, he was not at ease, so he came here to pay homage to Second Master Guan, in order to hope that everything goes well in this battle.

After inserting three sticks of incense into the incense burner, Uncle Mei breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked to the lobby and sat down, just as he was thinking of making a phone call to ask how the situation at the Jiulong Ice Room was, when the door was suddenly pushed open.

I saw Changfa and Sanying limping and walking in with Jiuwenlong on their backs.

Because the lights in the house were dim, Uncle Mei didn't see Jiu Wenlong's situation clearly for a while.

I thought that Jiu Wenlong was seriously injured, so I drooped my head.

He hastily asked:

"Why are you (well done) so embarrassed? Could it be that Zhongyixin's group of bad guys succeeded in planting a flag in Kowloon?"

And the long hair and Mitaka's face were ashen ashes, and they directly put the Jiuzhilong on the ground.

Uncle Mei looked around and was shocked!

How could Jiuwenlong have been seriously injured, he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore!

The bones of his entire neck were completely shattered, leaving only the skin and flesh still connected together!

Uncle Mei was furious immediately!

"Who is it! Who beat Aaron like this?!"

Jiu Wenlong and Ye Qiu are his most proud subordinates, and Jiu Wenlong used to be the most capable red stick!

The two had just returned after spending many years in prison in Taiguo for the sake of the society.

Now that Jiu Wenlong died like this, how could he not get angry? !

Seeing Uncle Mei's appearance, Mitaka and Changfa all lowered their heads, and then said with a dejected expression:

"It's Ling Shaoqing."

Uncle Mei was taken aback, startled and angry: "The club planted the flag, when is it his turn, Ling Shaoqing, the big brother, to do it himself?!"

Miying said: "We don't know, our people have already killed all the people who came to plant the flag with loyalty and faith."

"But I didn't expect that Ling Shaoqing led the plane and Greyhound and came here in person!"

"We are no match for him at all. Brother Long was beaten half to death by Ling Shaoqing, and then his neck was broken."

Uncle Mei blushed furiously, he didn't have the kind and kind look just now.

He looked at the body of Jiuwenlong on the ground, gritted his teeth and said:

"Ling Shaoqing, loyal and trustworthy, if I don't take revenge, I swear I won't be human!!!".

Chapter 150 Ma Jiaohong's Revenge!Ling Shaoqing's madness!

In the noisy bar, the phone rang.

Ma Jiaohong glanced at the crowd and said with a smile, "You guys play first, Uncle Mei will pick me up."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked towards the private room.

Seeing this, the prince on the side got up and followed.

He is not at ease.

Today Zhongyixin wanted to plant a flag in Kowloon, and Uncle Mei sent Jiuzhilong, Changfa, Sanying and others.

Called at this time, is something wrong?

In the private room, Ma Jiaohong connected the phone and asked in a relaxed tone, "Hey, Uncle Mei, what's the matter?"

Uncle Mei suppressed his angry voice: "Ah Hong, Aaron is dead!"

Jiuwenlong is dead! ?

The expression on Ma Jiaohong's face suddenly froze.

What will happen?Aaron is so skilled, there shouldn't be an accident!

The mobile phone slipped from Ma Jiaohong's hand, she stared blankly at the ceiling, tears kept streaming from her eyes.

The bits and pieces of the time when he was with Jiu Wenlong flashed through his mind, and finally he couldn't hold back his crying anymore.

The prince put his ears on the door and naturally heard the conversation between the two in the room.

Surprised in my heart: Jiu Wenlong actually died?

For a while, his mind was complicated and difficult to understand.

"Ah Hong, Ah Hong, are you listening?"

The voice on the phone finally brought Ma Jiaohong back to his senses.

She picked up the phone in a panic, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

With a ferocious and angry expression: "Where is Aaron now? I want to see him for the last time."

Uncle Mei looked at Jiu Wenlong's body on the ground, and sighed: "It's within my reach."

Ma Jiaohong: "Okay, I'll go over now."

The door of the room was opened, and Ma Jiaohong walked out expressionlessly, and looked at the prince: "Take me to Uncle Mei's house."

The prince wanted to comfort him, but he was silent for a moment, and finally he just sighed.

Immediately go to prepare the car.

Uncle Mei's house.

As soon as Ma Jiaohong and the prince entered the door, they saw the body of Jiu Wenlong who had been put into the coffin.

Ma Jiaohong's eyes turned red immediately.

She lay on the coffin, reaching out her hand to gently caress Jiu Wenlong's unrecognizable face.

Tears kept dripping down the coffin.

"Aaron! Wake up, and take another look at me!"

"Why are you so cruel?"

"It was then, and it is now!"

"Why did you leave me alone!"