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Chapter 1189: Before fighting against the outside world, one must first make peace with the inside
Facing the condemnation of many grandfathers, Wang Xiaolong remained silent the entire time. He waited until they finished speaking before he spoke slowly.

"You're done? It's my turn?"

Putting his hands on the table, Wang Xiaolong looked around. Except for Yu Touqiang, no one else dared to look at him.

Don’t be fooled by these people’s righteous words, in fact, none of them is a good person.

"Everyone present here is my elder, and I don't want to say anything harsh, but the White Lion Gang was founded by my godfather, and it's the product of his hard work. Now the threat of the Rakshasa Cult is imminent, but you're only thinking about the little things in your own territory."

His tone gradually became heavier, and his expression became very serious: "The most important thing for a gang is loyalty. Do you have loyalty?"

"I bother!"

Yu Touqiang slammed the table heavily, stood up and showed the scars on his back: "Being loyal? When Brother Kun and I were watching people in Tsim Sha Tsui, you were not even born yet. Do you know how these scars came about? They were left when you blocked the knife for your godfather! It's you who didn't follow the rules. You only needed to defend your territory. Isn't the money from the two bars enough for him? You insisted on beating others and ended up provoking the Luosha Cult. Now you want all of us to help you take the blame?"

"If you are a gangster, you must admit your mistakes. If you are beaten, you must stand at attention. Xiaolong, you can't make the decision on this matter. Let Brother Kun come out!"

"Yes, Xiaolong, I have watched you grow up. Although Brother Kun is the leader of the White Lion Gang, all the brothers fought together. What you said just now is too much!"

With Yutouqiang taking the lead, the other grandpas instantly found their backbone and started to attack again.

Wang Xiaolong was not a good talker, and his face turned pale with anger as he clenched his fists tighter and tighter.

Just when he was about to explode, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw Amber shaking his head and whispering, "Brother Long, let me do it."

"you"

Wang Xiaolong was a little worried, but he didn't have any better solution at this time, so he could only nod.

In fact, he made a lot of preparations on the way here, but when he really faced these old guys, he was surprised to understand why there is an old saying that old people are shrewd and old ghosts are clever.

Face is the least important thing for these people.

"Everyone, can I have a word?"

Amber cleared her throat and spoke to the people below.

"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to talk to us?!"

Yu Touqiang immediately retorted, and just as he finished speaking, the younger brother behind him seemed to recognize Amber and immediately leaned over and whispered something.

"You are the Da'an?! Damn bastard, you are the one who caused this trouble. If you are smart, go and apologize to the Luosha Cult. Otherwise, don't blame us for cleaning up Xiaolong's mess!"

Fish Head Strong Oak found Wang Xiaolong's weakness and immediately shifted the gun's focus.

Amber smiled slightly, not angry, nor did she make any excuses for herself.

After all, he didn't come here to have an argument with a bunch of old guys.

"Cleaning the portal?"

Wang Xiaolong laughed angrily and was about to speak when he heard a strange whistle. Then Yu Touqiang in front of him suddenly covered his neck and groaned in pain.

As blood flowed out from between his fingers, he slowly fell to the ground.

died?
Wang Xiaolong turned his head in astonishment, just in time to see Amber lowering her arms. Before he could speak, the rest of the people also recovered from their shock.

"You are so brave!!!"

An old man who was closest to Yu Tou Qiang slammed the table and said, "Xiao Long."

laugh!
There was another muffled sound, and he also fell to the ground. It was not until this time that Wang Xiaolong saw clearly what Amber used to kill people. It turned out to be a coin that could be found everywhere.

"It's already this time, why are you still wasting time talking to these old guys? Kill them all first. Once you've overcome the threat of the Rakshasa Cult, are you still afraid of those people rebelling?"

Amber explained softly, "If we hadn't fought back, we would have all died. Why would we care about the White Lion Gang?"

Wang Xiaolong lost his temper instantly after hearing this.

He really hadn't thought of bringing things to this point, and he came here just to try to win the support of these people.

Those present were all veterans. They were caught off guard at the beginning, but now they are prepared. Of course, they will not sit down and wait to die.

Many younger brothers who had not taken their seats yet rushed towards Amber, while they themselves quickly ran out of the meeting room. They were all old and weak, and fighting head-on would definitely be the stupidest option.

As long as we leave here, there will be plenty of opportunities for revenge.

However, how could Amber let these people leave so easily?

Completely ignoring the thugs rushing towards him, his figure disappeared from the spot extremely abruptly.

The next moment, when Amber appeared again, she had already arrived in front of the door of the conference room.

At this time, the grandpa who was running the fastest was about to step out of the gate, but unfortunately, just one step away, he was already far away.

With Amber's current strength, dealing with these old guys is almost as easy as crushing an ant.

With a slight wave of his hand, he knocked the old man away. When he fell to the ground, he had turned into a puddle of mud.

The massacre came suddenly and ended very quickly.

When Amber dealt with the leader of the last gang, just two minutes had passed, and Wang Xiaolong on the other side had not even dealt with those thugs.

It’s not that he is weak, but almost all the people who can be brought to this place are red stick level figures in each hall.

Their individual strength may not be as good as Wang Xiaolong's, but now that they have gathered together, it is really troublesome to deal with them.

Fortunately, he is not fighting alone.

Amber attacked again and directly dealt with the three guys who fought the hardest and looked the angriest.

"Do you want to die or live?"

He stood beside Wang Xiaolong, exuding a strong smell of murderous intent and blood.

The remaining seven or eight Red Sticks looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, the oldest one asked, "What if you want to die? What if you want to live?"

"If you want to die, just keep doing it. As for if you want to live."

Amber looked at the corpse next to him and said, "As long as you are willing to listen to me in the future, you can not only survive, but also take the position of the leader of your respective territory."

As soon as these words were spoken, some people were immediately moved, but they did not dare to fully believe it, so they all looked to the side.

Wang Xiaolong let out a breath, feeling very complicated.

Things have come to this point, and there is no possibility of stopping. With determination, he said: "I can make the decision. As long as we defeat the Luosha Sect, the White Lion Gang will be ruled by us young people in the future!"

"Where's Master Kun?"

Some people were still worried and continued to ask: "We believe what Brother Xiaolong said, but we can't rest assured if Master Kun doesn't show up!"

(End of this chapter)