The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

"In any country, there are hidden things in the open." Ming Chengfeng manipulated the dagger skillfully, "It's like now, I am the king in the open, and I need a pusher behind the scenes."

"I'm just an actor, and I haven't been exposed to the things behind the scenes."

"Come on," Ming Cheng smiled, "The cooperation between Kehua Media and you is due to the secret under your hands."

"." Seeing that his hole cards had been seen through, he stopped covering up, "You actually knew?"

"Of course I know that in terms of intelligence, you can be considered rare." Ming Chengfeng has always felt that a person's ability is manifested in the concrete manifestation that he can hide his other layer of identity strictly, just like the person in front of him. Li Shiyan, who appeared to be an entertainer in the entertainment industry, was actually the leader of a mafia.

Moreover, even now, Ming Chengfeng has not found out exactly what the organization under Wu Yan is.

He just vaguely knew that there was, that's all.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Wu Yan simply stopped pretending to him, dragged the chair opposite him and sat down, "Then let's discuss it, uncle?"

It's just a different demeanor, just like a different person, Wu Yan in front of him is cold-blooded and ruthless, the smile on the corner of his mouth is very weak, and his lips are red like blood, very enchanting, "Then I guess, you are planning to put black The Leopard Gang gave it to me?"

Ming Chengfeng looked serious, and pushed the dagger at his side forward, "It's not a gift, I need you to get it yourself."

The Black Panther Gang is the largest underground organization in Luoke Country. What they pursue is the interests of the organization. The members inside are brutal and bloodthirsty, and all of them are wild and unruly.

"I guess, this one is not so delicious." Wu Yan licked the corner of his mouth, his charming peach eyes were like a demon.

"Of course, try it yourself." After Luo Nanfeng finished speaking, he left the study.

The rain outside became heavier, and it crackled and slammed on the glass of the study, feeling extremely happy, Wu Yan picked up the dagger with his fingers, and the dagger twirled around between five fingers and landed in his palm.

The snow-white and sharp light once sucked blood, and this time it will appear again.

Zhiyang's baby face huddled together, "Are you really going to give him the Black Panther Gang? After all, it was earned through hard work, and it would be a pity to give it away for nothing." His impression of Wu Yan was also mediocre, only I think that is a dude who can coax women.

Luo Nanfeng gave him a blank look, "What's wrong with him? What's wrong?"

"I'm not afraid that he is not good enough, but will be eaten by those wolves, tigers and leopards. How will you explain to Miss Mingwei then?"

"Don't mention it again, I have plans." Luo Nanfeng drove him out of the room.

Luo Nanfeng became a duke, so he would naturally have glory and wealth. This is different from the situation of the Black Panther Gang. They need a leader who is also desperate, not a duke who is under one man and over ten thousand people.

Even if he doesn't hand over his power, the Black Panther Gang will exclude him and choose a new leader himself.

Wuyan is very suitable, and will help Mingwei in the future, Luo Nanfeng's plan is perfect and thoughtful.

On the other side, Wu Yan took the dagger and followed the address on the desk to a long-abandoned factory building.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, and the rain was exceptionally heavy, pouring down. Wu Yan walked out along Beacon Street with a black umbrella. The shops on both sides had already been closed, and only the dim street lamps illuminated the future.

His shoes were wet from the rain, and he walked all the way to the end of Beacon Street, where he could get a taxi, "Go to the suburbs."

"It's so late, what are you doing in the suburbs?" the driver asked extra.

"Double the money." Wuyan's voice was extremely cold, with the air of an idler not to ask.

The driver stopped talking, sent him to the suburbs, got out of the car, closed the door in one go, and the car ran away in a flash.

Of course, there were no street lights in the suburbs, and the sky was extremely dark. He was sure of the direction, but he was afraid of going wrong, so he simply chose a small tree at the bus booth by the roadside and stood shoulder to shoulder with it.

The raindrops first fell on the black umbrella, and then splashed on the small tree. In the pitch-black night, the black clothes, black trousers, and black umbrella blended into the night. The person under the umbrella had a fair face and black eyes.

As if knowing his intentions, the rain stopped quickly, Wu Yan's pants were basically soaked, only his jacket was dry, the dark clouds dispersed, and the stars and the moon were shining brightly.

It illuminates an abandoned factory building hidden in the shadows of trees, which is strange and unpredictable.

He lifted his foot and walked over there.

The Black Panther Gang is very lively today. The people inside are drinking at tables in twos and threes. This is an old rule. The loss of the old leader is something to be celebrated. The Duke and the others can’t be provoked, so Luo Nanfeng can be regarded as passively leaving without having to bear the consequences. , but in return, he had to hold down the existence of the Black Panther Gang.

Wu Yan flipped over a few cushions in the corner and walked down the stairs.

After walking up dozens of stairs, he estimated that he went down two floors before he arrived at the stronghold of the Black Panther Gang.

There are two guards on the left and right of the arched doorway, they stretched out their arms to block them, "Password!"

Wu Yan flashed the dagger, and the two strong men fell silent immediately. They stared at the dagger for a while, and the one on the left winked at the one on the right, "I'll go in and report, keep an eye on him."

"What to report, the dragons have no leader, who to report to?" Wu Yan looked up at him, his drenched bangs were pasted on his forehead, and he brushed them away with his hand, revealing a smooth forehead. There was no smile on Wu Yan's face, and he looked serious.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit.

"Then, I'll take you in."

Pass through three circular arches to reach the hall where everyone is. In fact, there is no need to lead the way. The sound is so loud, and you can find it by following the sound.

The guard on the left talked to the people at the table in the center, went out again, and continued to guard the outermost floor.

Standing up at the center table was a man in his 30s. He looked a bit feminine, and even his hair was long and tied behind his head with dreadlocks. Unfortunately, the scars on his face stretched from the corners of his eyes to his lips, affecting his appearance. Without his demeanor, he looked a lot more mighty.

This is mad tiger.

As soon as Kuanghu stood up, everyone fell silent.

When Luo Lin was the leader before, Kuanghu had the best chance to succeed him, but Ming Chengfeng suddenly appeared, and now that Ming Chengfeng had left and became the Duke, Kuanghu thought that the opportunity had come.

Most people admire the mad tiger, as the name suggests, when fighting, his moves are fierce, like a mad tiger.

"Do you have the head dagger of the Black Panther Gang?" Kuanghu asked him.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, Wu Yan was born tall, he raised the dagger high in his right hand, everyone could see it clearly, "Ming Chengfeng gave it to me."

This is what passing means.

Ming Chengfeng passed the position to him, and Kuanghu lost his chance again.

"Who knows what you are." Kuanghu didn't want to admit it, "It must have been tricked and abducted somewhere, we only recognize strength here."