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Chapter 1188: The Hall of All People

Wang Xiaolong did not intend to implicate anyone from Dragon Tiger Gate, especially his younger brother Wang Xiaohu.

The reason why he came here this time was simply because he felt that he might not have another chance in the future. He brought Amber with him because he would join him in fighting against the Rakshasa Cult. The two of them could almost be said to be living and dying together, so there was nothing to be shy about.

"I'm not familiar with it, it's my first time here."

As soon as Wang Xiaolong finished speaking, he saw Wang Xiaohu being chased out from the inner room by a middle-aged man holding a broom.

Although I couldn't hear what was being said over there, judging from the expression on the man's face, he was very angry at the moment.

Wang Xiaohu dodged while making excuses.

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything. After he opened his mouth, he swung the broom even more vigorously.

Wang Xiaolong couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

Amber also saw this scene, pursed her lips and stopped talking.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

After a long time, Wang Xiaolong suddenly stood up from his seat. Amber thought he was going to recognize his relatives, but the result was the opposite.

"It's time to go. The people over there have arrived at the port city. It will be a tough battle next."

Wang Xiaolong put on his clothes and said, "Let's go. If you can survive, I will tell you the relationship between that martial arts school and me."

"Ah."

Amber was naturally not curious about this, so she stood up and left the restaurant with everyone else.

Just as the two got into the car, Wang Xiaolong turned on his phone which had been turned off for a long time, and less than three minutes later, he heard the ringing.

"Hey?!"

"Brother Long! You finally answered the phone. Something terrible has happened. The people from the Luosha Cult have spread the word that you and Master Kun should go meet them. If you don't show up before tonight, then..."

"That's it?"

"They are slaughtering our White Lion Gang. The leaders of other gangs are almost going crazy. You should come back and deal with it as soon as possible."

"I know, let them wait."

Wang Xiaolong hung up the phone and turned to look at Amber beside him.

"Are you scared? If we can't win this time, we will probably die."

He said in a very relaxed tone.

"If you're a scoundrel, isn't it just one foot in jail and one foot in the coffin?"

Amber smiled and said, "Brother Xiaolong, you know I have no ties to anything. If I die, I die. It's no big deal."

"That's unlucky, maybe we can win?"

Wang Xiaolong was driving, constantly increasing the speed.

A lot of time has been wasted. He needs to go to the White Lion Gang's main hall as soon as possible to appease the people. If nothing unexpected happens, the old guys from other halls should have almost arrived by now.

Wang Xiaolong didn't really care how many of them had secretly defected to the White Lion Gang or were preparing to flee. After all, Ma Kun had decided to give up on them a long time ago. As long as he could deal with it this time, the sky would be the limit and he could let those people do whatever they wanted.

If you really can't survive, you deserve to die.

"Then wish us a successful start."

Amber agreed and then closed her mouth.

If he wanted to inherit all the legacy of the White Lion Gang, then he would not only have to repel this attack, but also completely defeat the Luosha Cult so that they would not dare to cause trouble again. In this way, with the power of a great victory, it would be much easier to take over the territories of those grandfathers.

There are so many gangsters in Hong Kong, so there is no need to worry about no one being willing to follow him.

Wang Xiaolong no longer wanted to talk about sex. He drove the car forward in silence. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but there was always a look of death on his face.

Half an hour later, the headquarters of the White Lion Gang came into view.

Compared with the surrounding high-rise buildings, this place appears low and dilapidated, but once you walk in, you will find that there is actually a different world inside.

Passing through the lobby, Wang Xiaolong walked ahead and finally stopped outside the meeting room on the first floor.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, a voice squeezed out from the crack in the door and reached the ears of the two men.

"If you ask me, it's because there are villains around Brother Kun that he has become like this!"

"Villain? Who is the villain?"

"Heh, we're not fools. Stop being so sarcastic. The most important thing now is how to deal with the Rakshasa Cult!"

"If Brother Kun doesn't come out, who will deal with it? Feihu, will you go? Or will Yutouqiang go? Whoever caused the problem should solve it!"

Wang Xiaolong listened for a while, then turned to look at Amber behind him. There was no expression on her calm face.

This surprised him a little, but he soon felt relieved again.

Without knocking on the door, Wang Xiaolong walked straight in. The originally noisy meeting room immediately became quiet.

Amber followed behind and looked around. The grandpas, uncles and aunts from various major halls who were rarely seen on weekdays were all there, and their favorite students were standing behind them.

These were old men who had fought together with Ma Kun to conquer the world. It might be difficult for them to pick up knives and kill people again, but they were the best at taking bribes and deducting benefits from the monthly payments to the gang.

Out of old friendship, Ma Kun turned a blind eye to many things. Only after he gradually delegated power to Wang Xiaolong did these people's arrogance subside a little.

"Xiaolong, you came at the right time. The Luosha Cult specifically asked Brother Kun to come forward. We can't say anything about this matter. Today we will mainly discuss the guy who killed the crazy man."

The one who spoke was the more active of all the A-Kilometers, the one previously called Yutou Qiang.

This man has a bald face, a lot of fat on his face, and small eyes. When he smiles or gets angry, only a slit can be seen.

"I heard that the man is one of your men. When are you going to hand him over?"

"Hand over? Hand over what?"

Wang Xiaolong unceremoniously sat down in the seat that only Ma Kun could sit in the past: "Hand you over?"

Yu Touqiang paused for a moment, then sneered.

"Isn't the one sitting here your elder? In the past, it was Brother Kun who was here, and we old guys gave him face and didn't bother with you. Now you are still so arrogant, and people who don't know would think that our White Lion Gang's surname is Wang!"

"Yes, Xiaolong, Luosha Cult doesn't want to offend anyone. We understand that you want to protect your men, but you can't let so many brothers in the gang get involved!"

"Yes, we are not forcing you. Just hand the person over to the Luosha Sect, and let Brother Kun come out to deal with them, and we can continue to live in peace!"

When Yu Touqiang took the initiative to open fire, the grandfathers from other halls also started talking at once.

All his words were meant to tell Wang Xiaolong to face the reality and not to be foolish enough to go against the Rakshasa Sect.

Even if you want to do something wrong, don't drag them into it.

This is human nature. Wang Xiaolong does not blame these people, but at this point, the arrow has been set on the string and has to be shot.

Ma Kun saw that he could not escape death, so he tried every means to retire. These people were obsessed with life and luxury, and they were full of fighting and killing when they were young. Now they just want to retire in their own territory and don't care about anything else.

(End of this chapter)