Yang Sheng followed his younger brother into the inner hall. Looking at the teacup fragments on the ground that had not been cleaned and the solemn atmosphere, Yang Sheng felt a little relieved.

"Lao Ding, Uncle Qiang, Uncle Wen, Brother Wei."

After saying hello one by one, Uncle Dingchang, the old man in the hall, nodded slightly and said, "Yang Sheng, you have been joining me Hong Shenglian for a few months, but after the worship ceremony, you can be regarded as a disciple of my Hong Shenglian."

Yang Sheng nodded and said, "I will be a member of the club for one day, so I am naturally a disciple of Hong Shenglian."

Uncle Chang suddenly sighed: "Luo Rong just called me and asked me to ask for someone. If I don't hand you over, I will scan my Hong Shenglian's hall. It's so deceptive!

You also said that as long as you join me, Hong Shenglian, you will be a disciple of Hong Shenglian for one day. As a guest, I am a student, how can I bear to hand over my disciples?"

Di Wei snorted from the side: "Old Ding, you are not his Yang Sheng alone, but the entire Hong Shenglian restaurant! Thousands of brothers follow you to start working and eating.

Now you offended Luo Rong for Yang Sheng. My Hong Shenglian’s venue was swept. What should you do if you ask everyone to do?

Yang Sheng relied on some of his fists and feet to do things randomly. It would be fine if you defeated Ruan Feng, but he even made a harsh move to kill him. Now that I have trouble, I want the club to help you wipe your butt?

If you solve the trouble you cause yourself, what's the matter of pulling a club into the water?"

Uncle Wen coughed and said, "You can't say that. If you make trouble, you must take the lead.

You are from our Hong Shenglian, and it also represents that Hong Shenglian has made great achievements in the Dragon City Championship. How can we Hong Shenglian hand you over easily?

Yang Sheng, don’t worry, this matter will turn around.

After all, our Hong Shenglian is one of the oldest clubs in Hong Kong. The authentic Hong Family’s direct descendant, Lao Ding has a good relationship with Chai Hongtu, the former leader of the League of the League.

As long as you go to Luo Rong to apologize, drink some wine with your head, and put your posture lower, Luo Rong should let you go in the relationship between the two sides."

Yang Sheng looked at the performance of the three of them coldly and sneered in his heart.

Uncle Chang was singing blushing, saying that he was complaining and would rather go to war with Luo Rong than hand over himself.

Di Wei was just a sarcastic person, putting all the responsibilities on himself and having to hand him over to Luo Rong.

Uncle Wen was there and found a way that seemed to work but was actually nonsense.

If the other Sijiuzi were fooled by their tricks, they would definitely be moved by Uncle Chang's loyalty first.

Then he was angry at Di Wei and he pushed the blame on himself, and even wondered whether he had really caused big trouble to the club and was caught in self-blame.

Finally, when I heard Uncle Wen’s idea, I definitely felt that this was the last hope and life. Then, with the mentality of enduring humiliation and protecting the community, I took the initiative to apologize to Luo Rong.

There should be only one ending, that is, Luo Rong was directly pulled to the high seas to sink to the water.

Luo Rong didn't even take Shibajiu, the director of the General Office of the Ying General Club, seriously, how could he care about the little face of a dead man in the previous generation?

In this way, it is not that Hong Shenglian has to hand over his subordinates, but that Yang Sheng takes the initiative to find Luo Rong in order not to cause trouble for the club, and Hong Shenglian can also avoid being embarrassed.

Yang Sheng looked at the four people present coldly, constantly calculating in his heart.

Hong Shenglian's three elders and Di Wei have different reputations.

At present, they are still worried about their reputation and do not want to hand over themselves to Luo Rong directly, so they act here to fool themselves.

If you don’t get into a trap, then you will easily become a tough one.

Yang Sheng suddenly laughed and said:

"Old Ding, I think what Brother Wei said makes sense. This is indeed the trouble I caused to the club.

It’s absolutely unreasonable to solve your own troubles and let the club help me wipe my butt.”

When Uncle Chang and the others were stunned when they heard Yang Sheng say this.

Is this kid confused? Is he so stupid? He can't even hear the words?

Yang Sheng did not play according to the routine, and he immediately failed to say what he prepared for Uncle Chang and the others.

Yang Sheng said in a deep voice: "Everyone signed a life-and-death case in the Dragon City Championship.

The victory or defeat depends on man, life and death depends on heaven!

It’s him that Luo Rong can’t afford to lose and he doesn’t abide by the rules. Why should I, Hong Shenglian, hand over my hand? Why should I, Yang Sheng, bow my head to surrender to him?

Luo Rong wants to sweep my Hong Shenglian venue, so I will sweep Luo Rong's venue first! Send him down to sell salted eggs!"

The people present were stunned for a few seconds at the same time, and Di Wei was the first to sneer: "Are you crazy? What are you doing with Saul Rong's field?

Luo Rong is the strongest leader of the League of Legends. He has a big land like Yau Tsim Mong, with three or four thousand brothers under his command, which is more than my Hong Shenglian!

You just killed a Vietnamese tiger, Ruan Feng, and he also had Nanshan tiger Yaohui, one of the three tigers of the League of Legends!”

Yang Sheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Just because no one expected that I would go to Saul Rong's venue, I had the opportunity to go to Saul Rong's venue!

He is 3,400,000 yuan under his command, but these 3,400 yuan are guarding various places in Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui, and Mong Kok. How many are there around him?

I can kill Vietnamese tiger Ruan Feng on the ring, and naturally I can also kill Nanshan tiger Yaohui!

Lao Ding, this time we are the ones who are in the right way, and it is natural to wipe out Luo Rong's field!"

A 49-year-old boy actually said he wanted to wipe out Luo Rong, the strongest leader of the League's Associated Press, and these seemingly joke-like words sounded somewhat feasible.

Uncle Wen even forgot to refute and just frowned and said, "Even if you can sweep Luo Rong's scene, what should you do if the Commonwealth Club retaliates?"

Yang Sheng said calmly: "Luo Rong relies on his strong power to be arrogant and domineering. He has long had a quarrel with Shibajiu, a member of the General Office of the General Office.

After scanning Luo Rong's scene, I will go to see Chai Jiu in person to explain that this is just a personal grudge between me and Luo Rong, and has nothing to do with the two associations of Hong Shenglian and Yinglian.

I sent Luo Rong to sell salted eggs, and Chai Jiu might even thank me for helping the Yinglian Club clean up the portal."

Di Wei sneered: "It sounds nice. What if you lose?"

Yang Sheng said lightly: "If you lose, you will die. The club can just remove me from the list. To the outside world, it is said that this is my personal grudge between Luo Rong. Why are Luo Rong using excuses to find trouble for the club?"

As he said that, Yang Sheng looked at Uncle Chang and said in a deep voice: "Old Ding, as long as you give me a few guys who can fight to help me, I won, and I, Hong Shenglian, will be powerful. From now on, no one will dare to call me, Hong Shenglian, the Sunset Club.

If I lose, I will take this matter with my own life! I will not cause trouble for the club."

Uncle Chang took a deep breath, looked at Yu Laoqiang and Huang Wen twice, and finally nodded.

Since you can't fool Yang Sheng, why not let Yang Sheng fight once.

Otherwise, if you forcefully use a gun here to subdue Yang Sheng and hand over his subordinates, Hong Shenglian's face would be really thrown away.

"Yang Sheng, it's not that the club cannot support you, but that the club also has its own difficulties.

I can’t give you the person directly. You can take the 300,000 yuan and you can recruit him in the hall.

Life and death have destiny, and wealth and honor are in heaven.

Whether you can survive this time depends on yourself.”

Yang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Thank you, Lao Ding."

Although Uncle Chang didn't give it to his own people, 300,000 is enough.

In the late 1970s, the monthly salary of the patrol officers was only more than 1,000 yuan, and those bad guys who were involved in clubs could barely earn hundreds of yuan a month.

So 30,000 to 40,000 is enough to buy a life, and it is enough to ask Yang Sheng to find a few brothers who can fight to help him take risks.

Luo Rong himself was born in a white paper fan and could not beat him, so there were still many bodyguards around him.

Yang Sheng must kill Luo Rong as soon as possible to avoid falling into the battle between everyone, so some people must help him withstand it for a while.

Di Wei sneered and turned around and left.

Since Lao Ding has made a decision, he can't say anything else. Anyway, he won't get the 300,000 yuan.

However, he had already foreseen how Yang Sheng would die tonight.

Uncle Chang asked someone to give instructions, and nearly 200 younger brothers inside and outside the hall gathered at the door.

There are not many people in Hongshenglian in the entire Hongshenglian, and only a thousand brothers who formally worship the door have been in their ranks.

The younger brothers in the hall are all the more capable of fighting and are not responsible for watching the scene, but they also have monthly salary.

Many little brothers were whispering below, wondering what Lao Ding wanted to do when he shouted them all in the middle of the night.

After Yang Sheng walked out, many younger brothers below started whispering again.

Yang Sheng himself is not very famous in Hong Shenglian, after all, he has only joined Hong Shenglian for a few months.

But the younger brother who just went to participate in the Dragon City Championship together had already spread the news.

So at this time, most people in the hall knew that it was this Sijiuzi who actually killed Ruan Feng, the double flower red stick of the League of Legends, on the ring, who was very majestic.

"Everyone!"

Yang Sheng's voice was low, but it was clearly heard into the ears of everyone, making the little brothers who were muttering subconsciously quiet.

"Before, I beat Ruan Feng, the double flower red stick of Yinglian Club to death.

On the ring, the victory or defeat depends on man, life and death depends on heaven!

But Luo Rong, the General Secretary of the Communist Party of China, could not afford to lose. He could not win in the ring and threatened him under the ring. Guan Laoding wanted someone.

He Luo Rong is so arrogant and majestic!

But I, Hong Shenglian, is it really the Sunset Club, is it really a mud-knitted one??”

Yang Sheng kicked open the box beside him, which was filled with 300,000 Hong Kong dollars.

“This is 300,000, and I only have five people!

Go with me to kill Luo Rong and become famous in the world!

Life and death have fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven!

From now on, I, Hong Shenglian, will no longer be the Sunset Club, and you will no longer be the nameless gangsters at the bottom!"

Almost all young and bad guys who come out of the society, who are not educated or have no background, are most likely to be incited by these passionate words.

Yang Sheng's bewitching words and the 300,000 cash made them jealous, but no one dared to stand up for the first time.

At this time, the ghost man Wen walked out and said with a handsome smile: "I'm the one who is a great wealthy person, I'm all moved."

Seeing Gui Laowen taking the lead, more than ten people stood up and were eager to try.

However, Yang Sheng glanced at Gui Laowen, wondering what this guy was thinking.

He is Uncle Wen’s younger brother, and Uncle Wen controls Hong Shenglian’s finances, so the ghost man should not be short of money.
Chapter completed!