Entering the third area, all the leaders of the Fourth Column were waiting for him.

A young man, tall and handsome, like a javelin, showed his sharpness, and was full of energy. He looked at Hitling who was coming in, and a sense of conscience appeared in his eyes.

As soon as Hitling entered, his sharp face changed slightly, which was a touch of kindness and gentleness.

The boy's name is Hitfeng, and he is Hitling's eldest son.

This year, he is eighteen years old, and he can be said to be both civil and military.

According to his father's wishes, he wanted to send him to a top university for further studies.

But his son didn't want to. He thought that the things in college had no practical significance. Studying was a waste of time.

Instead of pretending, it is better to go to the battlefield to fight.

Hitling was waiting for further advice, but was blocked by his son's words.

"Didn't you even finish elementary school?"

Hitling was stunned for a long time and suddenly realized, yes, my son will take over my class in the future, where will a mafia university be allowed to attend?

It's better to take it personally, just take it as a doctoral student

Of course, I am a little condescending to do such things. Those old antiques, tied together, are not as good as mine.

I am now the leader of the mafia with hundreds of millions of followers

At least equivalent to the president of a middle-class country

At this time, he had already come to his son and said, "Since you want to learn this career, let me start from today and see how the underworld bosses compete for victory and conquer the city."

As he said that, he opened the curtain on the wall and an electronic map appeared.

Several battle points are presented on the map, and the terrain of the battle points is also displayed there vividly.

Several possible offensive routes and obstacles blocking the offensive route all appeared in the corresponding positions.

According to your own strength, how to allocate manpower, how to attack and feint, you can evolve at will.

Like a teacher, Hitling explained to him in detail.

While speaking patiently, he taught him earnestly, especially summarizing his own experience.

The two were talking happily. One was quenching his thirst when the duty officer Tusky suddenly came in, hurriedly approached Hitling, and whispered: "Granlou, the grandson of the billionaire Granshan, the grandson of the billionaire Granshan, the billionaire Granshan, asked for a meeting, and said that there was a major incident to tell him. He also negotiated related matters."

Hitling said angrily: "Don't he know the minimum etiquette? Now that communications are so developed, can't he make a phone call or an email? It's so outrageous."

Hitfeng interrupted: "Maybe he has difficulties, so it's not convenient to contact him publicly."

Tusky stretched out a thumb in his heart. The young leader was indeed extremely wise and thought about others. Sure enough, this was the reason why the guest explained.

"Yes, as the young master said, there is a secret matter, and Grand Lou said it is inconvenient to contact us. Otherwise, there will be a risk of missing the secret. Hackers are too rampant now."

Tusky told the reason why Grandlou said, hoping that this reason could be accepted by Hitling and received the guests so that there would be no big deal and delays.

"Let him come in," Hitling said, thinking for a while and then said, "Forget it, there are no outsiders here. Go to the reception room Fenger and me. If I remember it well, that boy named Gran Lou. You are the same age as you, so you can also communicate."

Hit and his son arrived at the reception room, and Tusky led the Grand Tower to arrive at the same time.

Of course, Tusky was not qualified to participate in such a meeting, so he brought Grandlou over and introduced it to Hit and his son, so he withdrew.

"Hello uncle, my grandfather greets you"

Grandlou was so clever when he saw the dissatisfaction on Old Hit's face, he immediately knew that he was a little unequal to his conversation with him.

This is how these underworlds are. They can ignore them themselves, but if others are a little disrespectful to them, they may be furious.

However, with the old man Granshan talking to him, Hitling immediately became peaceful.

Although they are all gang bosses, Grandshan is relatively old after all.

Besides, he has been a big shot for at least twenty years, but he has only occupied this position, and even outsiders don’t know it.

This show of goodwill by Grand Mountain clearly shows that he looks down on himself and even raises himself up.

As soon as Hitling was happy, he immediately became enthusiastic and asked Gran Lou to sit down, and asked him to convey his greetings to his grandfather, Grand Lou, his uncle Hitling, and wish him happiness as much as the East China Sea and longevity as the South Mountain.

Then, without waiting for Grand Lou to speak, he took the initiative to ask him what he had to say: "Don't be polite, please say anything, even if you need the help of your uncle, you will do it immediately."

"Thank you uncle, I'm actually here. I'm with my second uncle to deal with our common enemy. According to my intelligence system, my uncle has already dispatched troops to condemn the generals and went straight to Tallahassee, the capital of Florida. I want to get rid of the People's Hall in one fell swoop. This is of course important, but does uncle know who is the real culprit?"

"Is there anyone else besides that one-eyed dragon? I went this time, no matter whether he was one-eyed or two-eyed, they would be destroyed so that they would never see the world again."

While confusing, Hitling was furious and said that he and the other party were already irreconcilable.

"Uncle Feiye doesn't know that this time the one-eyed dragon is just a pawn. Even if you destroy them, you won't solve the problem. Instead, you will cause you a huge trouble because the messenger behind them is Qiao Zhi, I have a different hatred from him, so I want to work with you to get rid of this biggest disaster."

"I remember that guy escaped the plane crash and survived the robbery. Sure enough, he was slowed down twice. He was in danger many times. Could it be because he had a grudge against you?"

Hitfeng suddenly interrupted.

After hearing this, Grandlou secretly praised him. This kid is indeed extremely smart and can catch the clues at once. He is much smarter than him.

That old man probably didn't even understand the context of the matter.

Can such a thing be admitted clearly?

Grandlou smiled and said nothing.

At this time, Hit Peak was already clear at a glance.

No matter how slow Hitling is, he already knows the answer.

Moreover, if he can become the leader of the mafia, he will never be really slow to think, but he can't stand these two young people.

Hitfeng and Granlou looked at each other and smiled, which was quite sympathetic.

At this moment, a thought arose in my mind. If I cooperate with this person, I will definitely be very happy.

Hitling was careless about other things, but he was particularly sensitive to things related to his son. Seeing that the two were of the same age and had similar feelings, a thought suddenly arose.

"Okay, I agree to this cooperation, so I will send Feng'er to lead the Fourth Column with Nephew Lou. When I get there, I will adapt to the situation and handle military affairs with all my power. I will also ask my nephew to take care of Feng'er."

Hitling was indeed decisive. He handed over more than 70,000 people to him, and he handed it to such a young man who was less than 20 years old.
Chapter completed!