This principle also applies to the underground world. Once someone can control the underground world of Yanjing, he will get too many resources and power.

But unfortunately, the layout of the Qing Gang in Yanjing has collapsed. After the attack on the Hongmen and Tianmen, the Qing Gang in Yanjing's top leaders were killed or injured too many times, and the situation was almost gone overnight. The remaining territory was just hard to support.

It was not until the young leader of the Qing Gang, Huang Shanke, came over with a group of elite troops that the embarrassing situation of the Qing Gang here was relieved, or he felt relieved.

The first thing Huangshanke did after arriving here was to let someone defend the existing territory first, but did not mention the attack at all. He secretly sent Song Zhanlong, the top master, to take action.

Target? What's the hurry?

As long as the Hongmen and Tianmen are all headless, the remaining group of people will be divided into pieces, and they will be all the meat on his plate. At that time, he only needs to consider one thing, which piece of meat is better to pick up after stretching out the chopsticks.

At this moment, he was sitting in the office of the general manager of Qinglong Group, which is the headquarters of the Yanjing Qing Gang and their last territory.

In addition to a few bodyguards brought from the treasure island, there were two others sitting in the office with him.

Qiao Yuan and Huang Shanke's younger brother Huang Zhifeng.

Both of them were high-ranking figures in the Qing Gang, but at this moment they looked at Huang Shanke sitting opposite them with fear.

The Huangshanke was not born to the current wife of Fatty Huang, the Qing Gang, but his descendants after he was romantic and happy outside in the early years. There were seven or eight similar descendants, but the only one who was able to return to the Qing Gang and take over the power was Huangshanke.

Even the nominal eldest son born to Huang Zhifeng, the wife of Huang Zhifeng, cannot be compared with Huang Shanke's status within the Qing Gang.

It's nothing more. This person is too brave and has made countless contributions with outstanding military power. At the same time, he is also very smart. The Qing Gang has supreme dominance in the underground world of Baodao and has also been highly appreciated by Fatty Huang. He announced that he was the next heir of the Qing Gang leader two years ago.

Compared to Huang Zhifeng and Qiao Yuan's fearful expression, there was no change on Huang Shanke's face. He did not learn from those successful people who liked to taste tea. In front of him was a cup of volt, a typical spirit.

Riding the fastest horse, drinking the strongest wine, and using the fastest knife are his three major hobbies in his life.

After a small sip of strong wine, his face began to turn slightly rosy. The wine in the wine glass and the ice cubes gently collided, and the fragrance of alcohol was blooming.

For example, Huang Zhifeng, who was sitting on pins and needles, did not have much contact with this half-brother. In a sense, he only had jealousy towards this big brother. He was obviously a bastard born to a bitch, but he took away the glory that originally belonged to him.

Originally, he should have been the leader of the Qing Gang Young Gang, and he accepted the respect of thousands of people. When his father got old, he would take over the power of the Qing Gang instead of being slapping two young masters one by one.

Second Young Master, what a harsh name?

It is precisely because of this that he thought about taking off the title of Second Young Master, making his father recognize him, and believing that he is suitable to be his first heir, so he started to attack as soon as he arrived in Yanjing.

Now that he ended up like this, he began to regret it. If he had known this, he would rather be honest and step by step. Even if he was comparable to Brother Hongmen, it would not have become the current situation.

Finally, he could not bear the deadly silent atmosphere. He looked at his elder brother Huang Zhifeng and asked carefully: "Brother, I heard that you invited Elder Song here?"

The elder Song in his mouth was Song Zhanlong, who once made great contributions to the Qing Gang, and assassinated many big names targeting the Qing Gang on the treasure island, which made the Qing Gang develop so peacefully over the years.

Even if Fatty Huang meets Song Zhanlong, he will treat him as a friend rather than an ordinary subordinate. This shows Song Zhanlong's status within the Qing Gang.

When he came to Yanjing, he wanted to ask this big man to come out to help, but unfortunately, he ignored him at all.

"He has been invisible for many years. Why do you think he came with me specifically?" Huang Shanke asked with a smile at Huang Zhifeng.

Huang Zhifeng's face suddenly looked awkward, thinking that he really didn't open the pot, and others were afraid of being sprinkled with salt from the wound. He was so stupid that he sprinkled salt on his wound.

"It's my fault." Huang Zhifeng lowered his head and began to apologize, and his mood became depressed. He knew that his elder brother came to clean up the mess for him this time, which means that his fate might not be too good.

Otherwise, how could my dad let him come over?

Fortunately, Song Zhanlong also came this time. If he took action, once the Sanpao and Huang Tianba were turned into a pile of loose sand. It would be much easier for them to rule the underground world at that time, and he would also get the opportunity to make up for his meritorious demerits.

As for competing with his elder brother for the position of the gang leader, he would not think about this, because he had no chance to speak of it anymore.

Huang Shank took another sip with his glass and asked, "How is Elder Song?"

A bodyguard standing behind him respectfully said, "Elder Song had followed Huang Tianba half an hour ago, and there should be an answer soon."

When they heard the name Huang Tianba, Huang Zhifeng and Qiao Yuan's faces were full of hatred. The one they hated the most was not the Hongmen, but the Huang Tianba who killed thousands of swords.

If it weren't for him, how could they have fallen to this point? Without him, they would have won the first one.

"Half an hour ago?" Huang Shanke frowned and said, "Send a text message to Elder Song. If you haven't replied, call you ten minutes later. If you still have no news, please check it."

He knew very well that Song Zhanlong's skills were not good. Although he failed to assassinate in Beiming Mountain, the elite troops in Hongmen were seriously injured. Guan Sanpao was seriously injured. Song Zhanlong was not injured at all. How strong is it? It's quite amazing!

Among so many people, one of them has killed seven in and seven out. How long can it take for a mere Huang Tianba?

His bodyguard immediately did what he told him, but after sending the text message, it was like a muddy bull coming into the sea. When his phone passed ten minutes later, the other end had already prompted the phone to turn off.

Turn off the phone? Why did it suddenly turn off? Could it be that Elder Song’s phone is out of power?

The bodyguard immediately shook his head and threw this impossible idea out of his mind, and quickly reported: "Young master... Elder Song can no longer contact him. The phone is turned off. Why don't you send someone to check it?"

"Bang."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine glass in Huangshanke's hand instantly turned into countless pieces, as if it had exploded on the spot. After the wine in the glass splashed onto the table, it made small holes with bumps on the marble table.
Chapter completed!