Black Dragon Building, Cemetery.

The gusts of cold wind produced in the gloomy land make people feel fear involuntarily, although it is daytime now.

In the pale light, there are swaying red candles, dozens of graves of different specifications, and dozens of portraits with different faces are flashing with cold air. No one thinks this is a place of auspicious signs.

Zhou Zhaosen was taking Qiao Wu and the others to perform the final kneeling ceremony. The strong wine was sprinkled on the ground, emitting a strong smell of alcohol, stimulating everyone's tired but helpless nerves. The sacrifices of more than 20 people were now only eight or nine people left, which seemed a bit sad and desolate.

Uncle Jiu was working as the host of ceremonies next to him, chanting the final oath: "Heroic spirits are above, we swear with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with swearing with foreign enemies at any time, and never betray the Black Dragon Society."

Several local bosses looked at each other, and an unaware smile appeared on the corner of their mouths. They followed Uncle Jiu to recite: "Heroic spirits are above, we will swear clearly... Under the wise leadership of President Qiao Wu, we will unite sincerely to defend foreign enemies together, and be ready to sacrifice everything for the Black Dragon Society at any time, and never rebel against the Black Dragon Society."

Although the oath was very long, everyone clearly recognized that "Qiao Wu" had replaced "Zhou Zhaosen". Uncle Jiu turned his head to look at several local bosses. Qiao Wu also turned his head to look at the local bosses, with shock in his eyes.

Qiao Wu almost roared out: "Fang Qingbing, are you crazy? Play tricks in front of President Zhou?"

Fang Qingbing's eyes showed determination and said with a full sense of aura: "Mr. Qiao, we are not crazy. Our brothers have been thinking about it over and over again. He thinks that Master Qiao is much more loyal and brotherly than Zhou Zhaosen, so we decided to recommend you as the president. We believe that the dead brothers Tuo's top are the same."

"You bastard!" Qiao Wu was dragged onto the boat without knowing it, and cursed anxiously: "Apologize to President Zhou!"

Fang Qingbing smiled sadly and said, "Mr. Qiao, if we brothers say these words, they are already on the dead end. Even if we apologize, Zhou Zhaosen will not let us leave the capital alive."

Qiao Wu shut up, he knew Fang Qingbing was right.

Zhou Zhaosen was as calm as if he was stagnant, without any extreme reaction. It seemed that the actions of several local bosses were as expected. He still kowtowed three times, then stood up, stared at Qiao Wu, and calmly spit out a few words: "Qiao Wu, do you want to rebel with them?"

When Qiao Wu saw the murderous intent in Zhou Zhaosen's eyes, his tiger body was shocked and he hurriedly defended: "President Zhou, Qiao Wu has never, and he dared not have such a heart. Qiao Wu will be loyal to the Black Dragon, but the president is clear."

Zhou Zhaosen's face was slightly slower and said coldly: "Qiao Wu, if you are loyal to the Heilong, you will get up and kill all the bosses of these unspoken places. I have already died more than a dozen local bosses. I don't care about them, and it just happened to have a major blood change."

Qiao Wu's face changed drastically. He had no intention of rebellion, but he couldn't bear to kill the boss who supported him.

Fang Qingbing and the others had a complex look in their eyes. They looked at Qiao Wu, then looked at Zhou Zhaosen with a steady attitude and said, "Zhou Zhaosen, you are really harsh. It seems that they were really killing people with a knife last night." Then they looked at Qiao Wu again: "Master Qiao, even if you kill us, it will be useless. Zhou Zhaosen will not kill you now, but he will not trust you anymore, and will find an opportunity to kill you in the future."

Qiao Wu's face showed pain. He had been with Zhou Zhaosen for many years, so why didn't he know his personality?

Zhou Zhaosen shouted suddenly: "Qiao Wu, kill them."

When Fang Qingbing and the others saw Qiao Wu's conflict, they knew that when Qiao Wu made a decision, they might have already fallen into the ground. Now the only way is to kill Zhou Zhaosen together and force Qiao Wu to the throne, so that everyone can survive.

So, Fang Qingbing first attacked and yelled: "Zhou Zhaosen, I will kill you first."

Uncle Jiu, who was the host next to him, saw Fang Qingbing taking action, was afraid that Zhou Zhaosen would lose anything, so he hurriedly smashed the wine pot in his hand. Fang Qingbing was also a general, so he naturally had no bad skills. He turned his head and turned his head to the wine pot that Uncle Jiu smashed, and maintained a fierce attack and rushed towards Zhou Zhaosen.

Zhou Zhaosen was naturally outstanding when he was able to be the president of the Black Dragon. When facing Fang Qingbing's attack, he chuckled with contempt, his right hand sank slightly, took a few steps forward, and used his shoulder to hit Fang Qingbing's hand, and pushed him back with internal strength. Then he quickly pulled out his right hand and hit his arm joint, causing his arm to lose the ability to fight back, and at the same time kicked him over to the ground.

Qiao Wu and the others did not expect Zhou Zhaosen to be so outstanding. They were slightly stunned. Then several local bosses reacted and roared at Zhou Zhaosen. They all had similar thoughts to Fang Qingbing, killing Zhou Zhaosen, forcing Qiao Wu to take the throne, saving his life while seeking the greatest benefit.

Qiao Wu's ears were very sensitive, and it did not hinder his hearing when he was in conflict. He couldn't help but look at the door. With the help of the faint light, he could already see the figures outside the door. His heart skipped a little, and he decided to form an instant.

Qiao Wu let out a long sigh, and then two iron gallbladders took action and correctly hit the two local bosses who rushed towards Zhou Zhaosen. When they landed, Qiao Wu had already pounced on other local bosses who attacked Zhou Zhaosen like a lion, making fierce and fierce moves.

Fang Qingbing was unable to defend, and was hit by Qiao Wu's elbow and several ribs were broken. Seeing Qiao Wu's poisonous move like a wolf and a tiger, he couldn't help but shout sadly: "Master Qiao, why, why?"

Qiao Wu's face was already cold and ruthless, and he said calmly: "The following is the best, and I will punish him." After that, he took a few steps forward and reached out to pinch Fang Qingbing's throat. With a little force, Fang Qingbing's neck became soft like noodles.

A moment later, the bodies of several local bosses were lying on the cemetery. Qiao Wu, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at him faintly and said in a calm tone: "Get up, I believe you are loyal, handle the cemetery cleanly, and then try your best to find Chu Tian and demand a truce for peace."

When Qiao Wu saw Zhou Zhaosen assigning things to do for him, he felt a little more grateful. Then he heard Zhou Zhaosen's ceasefire and asked for peace. His expression was slightly stunned. Could it be that he would not fight with Chu Tian and the others? But Qiao Wu did not say it, but just nodded vigorously.

Zhou Zhaosen walked towards the door, and the door slowly opened. Everything was as expected by Qiao Wu. There were dozens of Black Dragon Association masters standing outside the door. If Zhou Zhaosen was in danger just now, they would rush in to rescue him and kill the rebels.

Qiao Wu breathed a lot in his heart, wiped his cold sweat, thinking that he would be more at peace in the future, Zhou Zhaosen was more capable than himself.

Uncle Jiu followed Zhou Zhaosen in a daze. When he walked outside the door, his shrewd eyes turned slightly and said, "President, Qiao Wu should have a problem, why not kill him? Do you not bury him?

Zhou Zhaosen smiled unanimously and said in a light tone: "Uncle Jiu, I have my own sense of responsibility. Now you can do two important things. First, arrange personnel to the branches of each province and city, and let the deputy positions take the position of acting president, so that they can be promoted to regular performance in the future; second, each branch must send 100 elite troops to Beijing, and use military training in the name."

Uncle Jiu's shrewd head immediately analyzed that this was a bad situation, and also judged that Zhou Zhaosen trusted him better than Qiao Wu. He was happy and nodded quickly to agree: "Okay, I'll make arrangements now!"

Zhou Zhaosen had just gone upstairs and sat down and drank a few sips of red wine. A gang member came to report: "President, Yanagawa Kaede asks for a meeting."

Zhou Zhaosen's face showed joy, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "Please hurry up!"

If God wants his destruction, he will first let him go crazy.

In the Funny Tavern, Yang Feiyang snuggled in Chu Tian's arms, raised the intoxicating and said the above two sentences. The bodies of more than a dozen Black Dragon Club members were lying in a row. Since Chu Tian and the others were surrounded and killed by the Black Dragon Club, the dozens of places in the capital of the Shuai Jun were all taken over by the Black Dragon Club. Even the Funny Tavern that had been bombed several times was renovated as a small hall.

Chu Tian looked down at Yang Feiyang, who was in a state of demeanor, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "What's the point of rescuing Qiao Wu and the others from my knife? Do you really think Qiao Wu and the others will rebel because of their ineffective rescue? Even if they rebel, can you be sure that they will succeed?"

Yang Feiyang took the wine next to the table and delivered it to Chu Tian's mouth, saying lightly: "There must be something special about Zhou Zhaosen's ability to sit in the president's position. It's so easy to be rebelled successfully. He probably has died many times long ago."

"Then do you want me to save their lives?" Chu Tian took a sip of wine, and put his left hand on Yang Feiyang's black and beautiful hair. Xu Lai was faintly fragrant and said, "Killing them will directly weaken the power of the Black Dragon Society. Why bother to bet?"

"The Young Marshal had achieved his goal last night, and Qiao Wu and others did not have much effect. It would be better to let them go back and let Zhou Zhaosen add some troubles." Yang Feiyang put half a glass of wine into his mouth. After drinking it slowly, he put down the wine glass and touched Chu Tian's hands in a ecstasy manner, and said softly: "Actually, I don't want the Young Marshal's hands to be stained with too much blood. These hands should be used to drink, play the piano, draw, and chess."

Chu Tian smiled unanimously. He always kept a third opinion on Yang Feiyang's words. This little girl said it beautifully, and the blood stained in her hands would never be less than herself. Today, she forced herself to the love-loving tavern, and while talking and laughing, she killed all the Black Dragon Association members in the tavern.

Chu Tian sighed softly and said lightly: "Okay, you asked me out today. Is there anything serious about it?"

"The Lovely Tavern is a serious business!" Yang Feiyang's charming smile appeared on his face, and pointed his jade finger at the corpse on the ground and said, "Feiyang helped the Young Marshal take back the Lovely Tavern today. The Young Marshal can come back to rebuild the Beijing Commander Army."

Chu Tian was slightly stunned, looked down at Yang Feiyang's red lips and said, "Come back and rebuild the general army?"

Yang Feiyang nodded slightly and said, "Does the young marshal still continue to hide? Don't you get up from wherever you want to fall? The young marshal was surrounded and killed in the love tavern, so he should return to the love tavern and start a war with the Black Dragon Association."

Chu Tian thought for a moment and knew that what Yang Feiyang said made sense, but his face was silent: "Do you know how many people we have in the army? How many people are there in the Black Dragon Association? I am not so lucky to escape if I go back to the rounds of the rounds."

Yang Feiyang took Chu Tian's hand and rubbed his chest, and said confidently: "No, Zhou Zhaosen is worried about internal and external troubles. I think the Black Dragon will ask the Young Marshal for peace soon, and at least he will have to rest and recuperate. In this gap, the Young Marshal can recruit the gangs, expand the territory, and then fight to the death with the Black Dragon."

When Chu Tian saw Yang Feiyang's confidence, he felt a little more alert and teased: "Yang Feiyang, you help me destroy the Black Dragon Club without any effort. Is there such a free lunch in the world?"

Chu Tian stared at Yang Feiyang's broken face. After seeing her a stiff smile, he regained his charm. He knew that this woman must have other unspeakable purposes, but now at least the two people's goals are similar, both of them are destroyed. As for the deep purpose, Yang Feiyang will reveal it in the future.

Yang Feiyang took the initiative to guide Chu Tian's hand into the * unit, and said with a gentle and difficult-to-rejection gentleman: "Feiyang admires the young marshal's hero, so he is willing to assist the young marshal to annihilate the Black Dragon Association. If the young marshal wants to repay Feiyang, how about promise Feiyang with his body?"

Chu Tian's hand had touched Yang Feiyang's firm and plump part. The lace lace was shining with seductive colors, slightly widened eyes and seductive red lips were all touching, and even a **.

However, Chu Tian still retracted his hand, ignored Yang Feiyang's faint disappointment, stood up and said calmly: "Let's look at the distribution of the situation in the capital. I want to expand as fast as possible."

Yang Feiyang's messy clothes were completely regained a little solemnly, and he nodded gently.

More than half an hour later, Yang Feiyang's face flashed out of the lovely tavern with a spring breeze on his face.

Chu Tian poured a glass of sake again, leaned against the sofa, took a few sips, and said to the outside: "Do you think there is any problem with this woman?"

The mortal world flashed in from outside the door like a ghost and said respectfully: "There is a problem! There is no love for no reason in this world, nor is there no hatred for no reason. I don't believe it because I love the young master and turn it over and annihilate the Black Dragon Society."

Chu Tian looked at the mortal world with approval and said lightly: "I don't believe it either. I think Yang Feiyang doesn't believe it either."

The mortal nodded and added Chu Tian's words: "However, she still insisted that it was not a reason, which proves that she firmly believed that the young marshal would choose to cooperate with her instead of killing her because of her short-term common goal."

After Chu Tian finished drinking, his eyes flashed with a bright light of intelligence and said, "There are two things that need to be done in the mortal world. First, send some brothers to the love-loving bar. What Yang Feiyang said makes sense. Get up wherever he falls; second, let Fang Qing find a way to thoroughly investigate Yang Feiyang's origin."

The mortal nodded and replied respectfully: "I'll make arrangements right now!"

Chu Tian looked up at the mortal world and asked with concern: "How was the casualties of brothers last night?"

The heart of the mortal world was slightly moved. Chu Tian was so careful when doing things. He even paid attention to the questions. He did not ask about the situation of the battle last night, but first cared about the casualties of his brothers. This was not only easy to win people's hearts, but also touched people. So he spoke out: "Twenty-seven casualties of the dead, thirteen seriously injured, and 17 slightly injured. Wang Dafa, Brother Chang and Gu Jianhua were exhausted from fighting, and the black dragon would die of 512."

Chu Tian naturally knew that last night was a fierce battle. With the opponent's troops several times, coupled with the bad weather, if it weren't for the dead, he would have to pay a greater price for casualties to win.

Chu Tian sighed softly: "Each brother of Dead paid 300,000 yuan in the family settlement fee. After the seriously injured, all the injured were transported back to Shanghai for healing. The great achievements of the Shuai Jun cannot step on the bones of the brothers, but on the enemy's corpses."

The mortal world was moved, took two steps forward and whispered: "Young Marshal is kind and righteous!"

Chu Tian suddenly remembered something and asked: "I heard that Tang Dalong from Hangzhou is ready to annex my three-point territory in Hangzhou at any time?"

The mortal nodded and said, "Yes! If the young commander defeated the capital, Tang Dalong would definitely fight back with thunder."

Chu Tian chuckled softly and said, "Old man Tang Dalong is really impatient. Do you want me to give me another head to his breakfast tray?" Then he looked at the mortal world: "Is there any plan in the mortal world?"

The mortal world thought for a moment and whispered: "You can adjust Deng Chao to sit in Hangzhou. With the sophistication and ability of the Lord Deng, you dare not say that you can suppress Tang Dalong, but you can resist Tang Dalong's suppression. As long as you can withstand Tang Dalong's first round of attacks, we will have a chance to counterattack."

Chu Tian stared at the mortal world, and did not approve of his plan, but joked: "It's only a few days in the mortal world, and you can understand the situation of the general army or the situation of the northern underworld. It seems that you have tried a lot of thought."

Cold sweat broke out in the mortal world because he knew that Chu Tian had a deep meaning in his words, and he also answered ambiguously: "Young Marshal's clarification!"

Chu Tian laughed heartily, patted the mortal world on the shoulder, and said, "Don't think too much, do what you should do."

The mortal world nodded and took the order to go out to arrange things.

Not long after he went out of the mortal world, Chu Tian stood up and walked out of the lovely tavern. He still had to do important things now.

When passing the passage of the residential community, Chu Tian passed by a middle-aged man. The strong aura made Chu Tian feel slightly moved. He couldn't help but look back. The middle-aged man obviously felt it. After walking a few steps, he stopped and turned his head to look back at Chu Tian.

At this moment, the flower pot fell off the roof, and then with a "bang", the flower pot broke into more than a dozen pieces, and the ground was covered with soil.

Everyone passing by was surprised to look at Chu Tian and the middle-aged man who were still looking at the flower pot that happened to fall between them.
Chapter completed!