Power and wealth bring fragrance

The advisor wasn't exaggerating.

A dozen minutes later, cars sped into the bar street and arrogantly parked directly on the street in front of the Black Dragon Bar, blocking the entire street.

At that moment, a number of onlookers were standing outside the Black Dragon Bar.

These people were all from other gangs who were responsible for guarding the bar area. When they heard that someone had rushed to Black Dragon Bar to cause trouble, they immediately rushed over to see what was going on.

Seeing the Black Dragon Gang members arriving to provide support, everyone immediately started stirring up trouble, eager to see what would happen.

"Hey buddy, need any help?"

"Your boss is trapped inside. You're all taking so long to get here. Are you just hoping he dies so you can have a new boss?"

"I'll bring a bunch of brothers to support you guys, just give us this bar as payment!"

The Black Dragon Gang's top leaders, who rushed to provide support, had no time to pay attention to them. After glaring at them fiercely, they immediately led their men into the bar.

At the same time, they were also having doubts in their hearts.

So much time has passed, is Long Po still alive?

If Long Po dies, who will become the leader?

In an instant, the seven or eight Black Dragon Gang cadres became very interested in each other, and their gazes at one another were filled with an indescribable meaning as they quietly distanced themselves from each other.

If Long Po really dies, then these people in front of them will all be their competitors, and they must be wary.

The Black Dragon Gang leaders, each with their own ulterior motives, stormed into the bar, only to find it surprisingly quiet.

A hint of horror flashed across the eyes of the Black Dragon Gang cadres, and they immediately stopped in their tracks.

What appeared before them was a truly terrifying scene.

On the empty stage, a solitary beam of light shines down.

In the lamplight, Wei Yuan, wearing a mask, sat imposingly in a chair, with his advisor standing respectfully beside him.

Their figures were clearly visible under the lights, which only made the rest of the stage seem even darker.

Qin Xiao and the others, wearing ghost masks, stood on either side of the stage, silently watching them.

The scene was as if they had suddenly stumbled into the palace of the King of Hell, extremely oppressive and terrifying.

Even though the Black Dragon Gang's leaders were extremely bold, a chill still crept into their hearts.

As they glanced around, their hearts sank even further.

More than twenty henchmen who were guarding the place lay sprawled on the ground, their fates unknown. It seemed they had all been dealt with!

There were only seven masked enemies.

Seven people took down an enemy force four or five times their size. Could these seven people all be special forces soldiers?

For some reason, a sense of fear arose in the hearts of several Black Dragon Gang cadres.

However, after glancing at his underlings behind him, his fear vanished instantly.

What good is being a great fighter?

The eight of them brought more than a hundred henchmen with them.

Unless he is a god who can fight against a hundred people, he is no match for them at all!

"Hey, who the hell are you?"

"Dare to attack our Black Dragon Gang? Let me check if your head's still on your neck!"

"Release our boss and advisor right now, or I'll skin you alive!"

One cadre yelled at Wei Yuan, and the other cadres also started cursing at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan shook his head.

"You and your boss are just as unoriginal; you say almost exactly the same things."

"Want your boss? Here you go!"

With a flick of his toe, Wei Yuan sent Long Po's corpse flying from his feet, landing directly below the stage.

Under the lights, Long Po's pale, bloodless face was clearly visible to the eight cadres!

"Boss!"

"Big brother!"

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

The eight cadres instantly flew into a rage, roaring and denouncing Wei Yuan!

The cadre who first spoke out angrily against Wei Yuan reacted the fastest, waving his hand and issuing a stern order.

"All of you, get him! Chop him into eight pieces and avenge our boss!"

"Whoever kills him, I'll give them five million!"

His underlings' eyes instantly turned red with excitement.

Five million!

How many years would it take them to earn that back!

Fortune favors the bold, let's do it!

Without the slightest hesitation, nearly thirty henchmen roared and swarmed forward, charging directly at Wei Yuan.

The other seven cadres reacted a beat slower, but they quickly came to their senses as well.

Long Po is dead, which means the position of Black Dragon Gang leader is vacant.

As members of the Black Dragon Gang, they all had the opportunity to compete for the leadership position!

Whoever can kill the murderer first and avenge Long Po will almost certainly become the next leader!

"Damn it, that bastard reacted fast! Kill him!"

"All of you, get him! I'll give you a six million reward for killing that bastard!"

"kill!"

The other seven cadres glared hatefully at the cadre who spoke first, and quickly gave the order to take action.

In an instant, hundreds of people rushed onto the stage in a chaotic manner, which looked quite impressive.

The clerk standing next to Wei Yuan was somewhat frightened and couldn't help but take a small step back.

Wei Yuan turned around and glanced at him, then chuckled softly.

Don't panic.

"The sky won't fall down."

As he spoke, Wei Yuan stood up and stretched his body, causing his bones to crack with a crisp sound.

At this moment, two or three of the fastest runners rushed onto the stage, brandishing machetes and yelling as they slashed at Wei Yuan.

However, the situation changed drastically in the next second!

"boom!"

A dull thud exploded, and the stage shook as if an earthquake had struck.

Immediately afterwards, the young man who had just rushed onto the stage was sent flying like a bowling pin, knocking over a group of people.

Wei Yuan suddenly appeared at the edge of the stage, his eyes sweeping over the hundreds of his underlings, and he chuckled softly.

"Let's do it!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Yuan disappeared again.

Almost simultaneously, Wei Yuan appeared in the crowded crowd below the stage and unleashed an incredibly domineering punch!

"what!"

Amid screams, more than five henchmen were knocked down by the terrifying force of the fist.

Immediately, Wei Yuan turned his feet, using his left foot as support, channeling his strength into his entire body, and raised his right leg high, instantly transforming it into a long whip, lashing out with an extremely fierce kick!

"puff!"

All eight henchmen coughed up blood and were sent flying like spinning tops.

After two moves, a clearing immediately appeared around Wei Yuan.

The other underlings, who were a step behind, were also frightened by Wei Yuan's fierce and domineering attack, and involuntarily slowed down their pace.

The eight cadres were also dumbfounded, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Is this supposed to be a martial arts film?

Is this something a human being could do?

One punch sent five people flying, one kick sent eight others flying—was that the Heavenly Frost Fist or the Wind God Leg?!

In that instant, the eight officers finally understood why Long Po, despite having twenty or thirty henchmen protecting him, was still killed.

Encountering this kind of killing god, even a god couldn't save you!

While they were still in shock, Wei Yuan let out a long breath and, laughing, pounced on them again.

"That wasn't enough, let's do it again!"

"Tonight, none of you will escape!"