Fang Zhou, how did they see me?

Many people were at a loss.

They really didn't want to completely break off relations with the Rat King.

"What? Are you scared?"

Old Zhang looked around, his mouth slightly curled up, and his little white beard trembled.

No one speaks.

at last.

The golden bear next to him couldn't help it.

He stood up immediately. His body, over two and a half meters tall, was much taller than anyone else present.

Just standing up, my head almost touched the chandelier on the ceiling.

"Mr. Zhang, isn't your decision too rash? Why don't you discuss it with us?"

"unnecessary……"

Mr. Zhang spoke calmly.

He glanced at Jin Xiong with cold eyes. Now, in the eyes of everyone, he was completely different from the usually indifferent Mr. Zhang. He seemed to have become a tyrant who would not give up until he achieved his goal.

"I just need to know whether you agree or disagree."

"Of course I object!! Tailu..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Old Zhang raised his finger.

A gust of wind swept across the golden bear, turning into a sharp blade that blew across its body in an instant.

Golden Bear lowered his head in disbelief.

His pupils were wide open.

"you……"

Then...

Phew! !

Large amounts of blood spurted out from his neck.

puff.

A head fell from the golden bear's neck and rolled to the ground, gurgling to the edge of the conference hall. Blood spurted out from his broken neck like a fountain.

But when the blood was about to touch Mr. Zhang, it was separated by the wind field around him. But the other gang leaders were not so lucky. Their bodies were more or less stained with the blood of the Golden Bear.

"You, the one with the surname Zhang!!!"

Upon seeing this, Master Yi, who was sitting on the left side of Master Zhang, immediately stood up and prepared to cast a spell.

however……

He suddenly stopped.

Click, click, click! !

The sound of wind exploded from his body, and countless small holes suddenly appeared on the surface of his torso, and his internal organs were smashed to pieces under the wind blades.

next moment.

Master Yi also followed Jin Xiong's footsteps and fell to the ground.

Eyes widened.

Do not look down.

"Ah……"

"You really thought I was on the same level as you two."

"If the Rat King didn't forbid one family from dominating, do you think you two would be qualified to sit with me?"

He didn't even look at the two people lying on the ground.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice and then said, "Who agrees with my proposal and who disagrees..."

A simple sentence.

But he turned the huge conference hall into the Longmen Library.

No one speaks.

No one even dared to look up at this time, or look directly into Mr. Zhang's eyes.

"I object!!!"

at last.

Three people stood up.

Before they could even open their mouths, their heads fell from their necks. In terms of individual strength, they were not even on the same level as Mr. Zhang.

In the past, many gang leaders in the slums commented on Zhang Lao's strength by saying that he had fought the Rat King for ten moves and survived. However, no one knew how valuable the fact of fighting the Rat King for ten moves and surviving was.

now.

After Master Yi and Golden Bear, the two strongest men of the new era in the slums, were killed instantly by Old Zhang, everyone instantly understood how powerful this old man who had never taken action before was.

"I...I'm following Mr. Zhang!!!"

One person's legs went weak and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Someone is taking the lead.

The others immediately followed his footsteps and knelt down in unison to swear their allegiance, fearing that if they knelt a step later they would be misunderstood as opposing and end up losing their heads.

"That's pretty much it..."

"Gather your thugs. At midnight tonight, we will dye Longmen a bright red..."

The others didn't say anything, just stood there with their heads down, sweating profusely.

And also at this time.

Outside the conference hall, several elite thugs from the Sanmen Society walked in, two of them still had knives dripping with blood.

"Chief, the people outside have all been dealt with..."

Mr. Zhang nodded slightly.

Seems quite satisfied with this.

However, in return, everyone here's expression changed drastically.

As the leaders of various gangs, it is naturally impossible for them to attend the banquet alone, no matter how safe the banquet is. They must be accompanied by several of the most powerful thugs in the gang.

These thugs were not allowed to come in, so naturally they all stayed outside waiting.

If they hear any unusual noise, they can rush in immediately.

Now let’s listen to what these people from the Sanmen Society have to say.

Many gang leaders, who were a little worried, suddenly had a bad premonition.

Someone got up.

"Master Zhang, I will go back and gather my brothers right now!"

Some people want to get out of here as soon as possible.

As for whether or not to respond to the other party, just leave here.

This person has already thought of all sorts of things in his mind.

As soon as he had the chance to leave, he immediately left the slums and Longmen.

Once the gang under his command is gone, it’s gone.

The money stored in Longmen is gone.

As long as your life is saved, it's fine.

What good is having a lot of money if you're dead?!

As for following Mr. Zhang to create a riot?

how is this possible.

They are not stupid! !

How could they possibly do something that would bring 100% certain death!

"You don't need to leave. Just give your leader's seal and handwritten letter to me..."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone present looked ashen.

The last little thoughts in their hearts were completely gone.

Each of them seemed to have lost their strength and sat limply in their seats.

Someone tremblingly took out his token from his pocket.

he knows.

Not now.

If he dies, the other party can take it from his body.

The result is the same, so it’s best to be honest.

Every second you live is a second you save.

There is a beginning of the first person.

The others also took out their tokens tremblingly.

Each gang's tokens are different.

Some are more formal, like the ancient tiger talisman of Da Yan, which usually requires two pieces of tokens to be pieced together. Some are special rings, and some are seals...

After these tokens and handwritten letters were handed over.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

The corners of Mr. Zhang's mouth rose slightly.

Immediately, a dangerous light emerged from the depths of his eyes.

"Well...goodbye..."

"Mr. Zhang, we have already obeyed you. You can't!!!"

The words are not finished yet.

The masters of the Sanmen Society lurking around immediately took action.

In an instant.

Miserable screams and angry roars were heard in the huge conference hall.

Those who can become leaders are all masters with some skills.

Even for the masters of the Sanmen Society it would be very difficult to kill them all, but... this is the Sanmen Society.

Twenty minutes later...

The last powerful leader could not withstand the siege of the fully armed Sanmenhui masters and fell to the ground in anger and unwillingness.

at this time.

The floor, walls, and ceiling of the huge conference hall were already stained with blood, and more than thirty corpses lay motionless on the ground.

Until their death, they never understood why Mr. Zhang did such an extreme thing.

The Mr. Zhang today is completely different from the one they knew before.

Looking at the bodies of many leaders lying on the ground.

A hint of doubt flashed across Mr. Zhang's eyes.