hateful light."Well, he has to die," Zhang Yan妮 also added.Wang Zheng was in the room with Han Xing夜, watching TV. The two of them hadn't gone out today; in a few days, Han Xing夜 would be returning t...Chapter 325: He of the Southeast賀家的賀!

At the moment when a barrage of gunfire erupted, Li Qinglong was dumbfounded and Chen Hongfa was stunned as well; they couldn't even make effective evasive actions.

Three men, six guns, unstoppable!

It wasn't until his subordinates were clutching their wounds on the ground that Li Qinglong snapped out of his state of shock. He had thought that Li Minghao and others would be strong but never in his wildest dreams did he imagine they could be this formidable!

They killed twenty men in seconds; none of them got a chance to fire back.

As Chen Hongfa looked at the three men standing in a triangular formation, and saw their awe-inspiring, two-handed gun-wielding postures, he couldn't help but feel a trace of fanaticism and admiration.

"Li Qinglong." At this moment, Li Minghao spoke with coldness in his voice: "Either retreat or die here. Choose one."

Retreat or die! How could Li Qinglong choose He raised his long eyebrows and said resolutely: "Whether to retreat or not is beyond my control."

"Then call Tang Jian over. I will personally negotiate with him." Twirling the gun on his finger, Li Minghao said, "If he doesn't want to talk, then I'll shoot."

Li Qinglong knew that Li Minghao wasn't joking and there was no reason for him to be playing games at this moment.

"I thought you were a dragon, but it turns out you are truly weak and easily defeated." Wang Zheng put his gun behind his waist and walked beside Li Qinglong: "So what Still want to compete with me over Sheng Fei"

Although Li Qinglong was also an expert gunman, he knew that he couldn't match Wang Zheng's level just now. Such reaction speed, judgment ability, as well as his extraordinary shooting skills were truly overwhelming; Li Qinglong felt that a man who could possess such strength definitely wasn't unknown.

He recalled how he had pretended to be something more than he was in front of Wang Zheng earlier and thought about how to take revenge for the car smashing incident. But he never imagined that within just a few hours, the other side would already have him under their feet so effortlessly. Even if Li Qinglong had a hundred brains, it was impossible for him to imagine that Wang Zheng could be so closely aligned with Li Minghao.

A director of the Sky Palace International Club actually had such a powerful gang background Li Qinglong found it hard to believe, but facts were right before his eyes; he couldn't help believing them.

"Call Tang Jian." This time, Wang Zheng spoke for Li Minghao: "If you can’t get to the capital within a day, then I will let your Longbai Society in the southeast take care of itself."

"A day"

Lee Chong Lung knew that nobody dared speak to his elder brother Tang Jian like this in all of Southeast China. In the underworld of Southeast China, Tang Jian was a god—someone who started from scratch and became invincible across Southeast China! If anyone dared speak to Tang Jian with such an attitude, Lee Chong Lung understood that they were certainly doomed!

“What arrogance!” At this moment, a loud but angry voice came from the entrance of the gym: “I haven’t been to the capital in many years and didn’t expect it to have become your young upstarts’ territory. Truly pitiful.”

The speaker appeared to be in his forties, tall and robust, wearing black summer clothes. He had a fair complexion with short stubble that made him look quite refined. However, his thick arms and bulging muscles served as a reminder that he was an intimidating figure.

His eyes were sharp like those of an eagle. With each step he took, the distance covered was consistent, showing steady strides where there was almost no swaying in his upper body. Clearly, this person had trained martial arts for many years and achieved a high level of proficiency.

"Big Brother!" Seeing the arrival of the newcomer, Chen Hongfa and Lee Chong Lung both exclaimed with delight. They knew that if their big brother had already arrived at the capital ahead of time, they would be saved. Throughout these years, there had never been a problem that their elder brother couldn’t solve. He was like a steady mountain that never collapsed.

Tang Jian! The boss of two provinces in Southeast China! The number one big brother in the underworld!

Tang Jian, a name that echoed across the criminal underworld of Southeast China. Legend had it that he began training as a martial arts monk at Shaolin Temple when he was six years old and practiced diligently for ten years. When he turned sixteen, he left the temple and with his iron fists, fought off all comers in Southeast China. In an era dominated by firearms, he carved out his own territory solely through his bare hands!

The Longbai Society had been established for many years and held a position no one could shake. The two provinces of Southeast were extremely wealthy with significant trade volume. Leveraging this advantage, the Longbai Society made huge profits. Over these years, there had been several external forces attempting to challenge the Longbai Society but all ended up retreating tail between their legs without ever daring to set foot in Southeast again, showcasing the overwhelming power of Tang Jian and his Longbai Society.

Tang Jian didn’t smoke or drink alcohol. He was usually accompanied by three exceptionally beautiful women; compared to Lee Chong Lung, this number made him seem like an old virgin. Besides power and money, Tang Jian’s greatest passion was martial arts. Even though he had left Shaolin Temple years ago, his formidable kung fu hadn’t diminished in the slightest! Every day, he maintained at least three hours of intense training, making him still one of the top martial artists in Southeast China.

Behind Tang Jian were two groups of black-clad men, totaling around forty to fifty individuals. They too appeared robust and sharp-eyed, each holding a pistol!

The black-clad subordinates quickly moved around, forming an arc to encircle Wang Zheng and the others in the center! Now it seemed they truly had nowhere to run.

"Hmph." Tang Jian, who had cultivated these two trusted young men over many years, gave a cold snort. Ignoring them, he stared at Wang Zheng and Li Minghao with a sardonic smile: "You’re quite good that you made me lose so many subordinates."

"To be able to provoke Tang Jian, who dominates the southeastern region, out here, we can consider this a success," Wang Zheng said with a smile that seemed harmless.

"Who are you" Tang Jian looked at Wang Zheng with a hint of disdain on his face. "I'm looking for Li Minghao."

"He's my older brother." Li Qinglong spoke expressionlessly.

“Oh” Upon hearing Li Minghao’s words, Tang Jian showed a playful smile: “I didn’t expect you to be the boss.”

“I don't think someone who has lost a thousand subordinates has any right to say that,” Wang Zheng said with a cold laugh. Facing one of China's black market feudal lords, he didn't back down and showed no fear.

"Interesting," Tang Jian’s anger turned into laughter: "Young man, I’ll give you an opportunity. If you can last twenty minutes under my control, then I will withdraw from Beijing and never come north again."

“On the other hand, if you fall before twenty minutes are up, Qinghong Gang will leave Beijing, and Changba Society will take over all its assets. How does that sound”

Tang Jian’s smile was full of confidence; he simply had too much faith in his fists. In his early years, relying on these fists alone, he almost never tasted defeat. Now, with the situation in Beijing forcing him to this point, he still wanted to solve it with his fists—direct and effective.

Wang Zheng laughed brightly: "Old Tang, if I lose, I'll lose all my assets; but you only withdraw from Beijing when you lose. How can such an unfair deal be acceptable"

Wang Zheng's words were merciless. Upon hearing them, Li Qinglong and Chen Hongfa’s faces immediately changed. Indeed, over the years, anyone who dared to speak disrespectfully to Tang Jian ended up dead; Wang Zheng daringly spoke so confidently to their boss must be courting death.

Tang Jian was used to being on top and had a temper that didn’t allow others to offend him. Upon hearing Wang Zheng's words, the confidence in his smile vanished as he said coldly, "Kid, you’d better mind what you say. Look around at all the guns; do you think you have any right to negotiate with me"

In Tang Jian’s view, offering a fair fight to this junior was already showing great favoritism. If he wanted, he could order his men to shoot and kill these three people randomly; no matter how powerful they were, could they dodge all those bullets from so many subordinates

However, if Tang Jian had witnessed the scene that just happened, he probably wouldn't have said such words.

Wang Zheng looked around at the dozens of menacing gun barrels and then glanced down at his watch. "Let's modify the rules a little."

"Oh How do you want to modify it" Tang Jian thought Wang Zheng was afraid and his confidence returned to his face.

"Within ten minutes, if you don't fall, then I will offer all the Qinhong Society's assets to you." Wang Zheng said sarcastically: "Of course, if you fall, then I'll accept all of Changbaihui's assets. What do you think"

Arrogant! Overbearing! Swaggering!

This was Tang Jian's only thought after hearing Wang Zheng's words! This young man was simply too ignorant of his limits!

Originally, Tang Jian required that if Wang Zheng didn't fall within twenty minutes, he would withdraw from Beijing and no longer participate in the underground struggle for dominance. However, Wang Zheng's conditions were exactly the opposite, and he even compressed the time limit to ten minutes!

Tang Jian was furious once again: "Look at the barrels of guns around you; you are already surrounded by me. Proposing such a challenge is already my mercy towards you. Do you think you have any qualifications to say that to me With just one wave of my hand, you'll be riddled with bullets!"

"Is that so" Wang Zheng stared at Tang Jian and said sarcastically: "A mere man, bold but without strategy."

After saying this, Wang Zheng looked at his watch again and said: "Tang Jian, in the next second, you'll realize that my challenge is mercy towards you."

"What" Tang Jian's eyes sharpened.

A black gun barrel was already pointing at Tang Jian's back.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Chen Hongfa, with his red hair, held a pistol aimed at Tang Jian, and the wrist holding the gun didn't waver even slightly.

"Chen Hongfa! Have you gone mad" Li Qinglong roared!

"Don’t call me Chen Hongfa." seriously."Where are those people who were supposed to assist you" Wang Zheng's brows slightly furrowed. He had previously given a heads up to Jiang Yiping, asking him to send someone specifically to...