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Master Yang, look, standing on the top of the building is Master Feng. He is the most skilled person in the casino business under Zhang Yulin's command, and his gambling skills have reached the level of water without trace...

With him personally controlling the place here, it is very difficult to win money from here, so we might as well leave. "

It can be heard from this sentence that Xiao Ding is still a very conscientious boy.

"Who said I came here to gamble?"

Yang Lin laughed.

In the depths of his eyes, there was no joy at all, instead there was a coldness.

"Ali, Ali, why are you here again? I've said it all, it's not easy to talk to Master Feng, if you really want to talk to him, why don't you go to the eldest lady's door.

When she said the last word, Master Feng would definitely look at her differently. "

"Got it, Brother Qiang, I didn't want to talk to Master Feng. He has a lot of things, so how could he like a young man like me? I came here today to accompany an elder."

Yang Lin took two steps, and when he turned around, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a black uniform running out to stop Xiao Ding from speaking.

Facing the elder, he turned around and warned: "Xiao Ding, this is your friend, take him away, it's best not to stay nearby..."

After finishing speaking, leave him alone and walk towards Seventh Heaven Casino.

Anyone with guns and knives is the confidant of the Qing Gang.

Since he entered this line of work, even though it was for his livelihood, he was not innocent.

Yang Lin asked himself to be reasonable, even if there was an accidental injury at this time, he would not care about it.

The tide of the times is rolling down, jade and stone tools, good guys and bad guys, who can tell the difference?

What happened today has completely irritated him. He wants the other party to understand that there are certain things that can be done, and there are certain things that as long as they are done, they cannot afford the price.

Brother Qiang looked at Yang Lin's back suspiciously, and his eyes shone brightly, "Tsk tsk, Xiao Ding, when did you meet such an elder? He's so handsome, and he doesn't look much older than us. Why? Just become an elder?"

"Of course, Yang Wudi, who is famous in Shanghai, can he not be majestic? I have never seen a more majestic man than him when I grow up."

Xiao Ding raised his head and smiled proudly, "If one day I can have half the prestige of Master Yang, then my life will not be in vain."

"You said... say he is Yang... Yang Wudi?"

Brother Qiang was dumbfounded when he heard it, and asked stammeringly.

Huo Ran turned his head to look.

He knows some things better than Xiao Ding.

In private, Master Feng cursed the most famous person in Shanghai recently, and sent a large number of his subordinates to try their best to discredit him.

At this time, Yang Wudi came to the door...

Before he could figure it out.

Seeing the two Wuzi seniors who were guarding the door and pointing their nostrils at him on weekdays, they were suddenly shocked.

He had just put his hand into his bosom, and before he could take out the gun, his tendons were broken, his mouth was bleeding, and he flew upside down into the casino, smashing a card table.

Seeing the two lying in the pile of broken wood, exhaling more air than inhaling... Brother Qiang opened his mouth wide, his eyes showed horror, and he couldn't say a word.

On the other hand, Xiao Ding reacted faster, his neck flinched, and his heart broke.

I brought Master Yang to identify the door. It turned out that I was not gambling, but looking for trouble.

If you don't hide yourself, you will definitely be miserable afterwards.

Fortunately, at this time, there were people coming and going outside, and no one noticed him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Brother Qiang and hid in the corner of the opposite shop.

Looking from a distance, one could hear ghosts crying and howling from layer to layer in the Seventh Heaven, gunshots were like popping beans, and screams continued.

From time to time, a big hole would appear on the outer wall and floor-to-ceiling glass, and some people would fall down and break their bones, or die on the spot.

With a figure going up layer by layer.

Slowly, the entire casino fell silent.

"Good guy, I'm direct good guy, is this going to tear down the Seventh Heaven?"

"It's so murderous, how did it provoke him? Is it revenge and smear incident?"

"You don't know, today Master Yang's own sister was attacked and her hands and feet were broken by Yan Zhengkuan, An He, do you think he will be murderous?

Brother Qiang, you owe me a favor. If you are still inside today, you will end up like them. "

Xiao Ding pointed to the corpse in the corner of the wall, dressed in black and with twisted hands and feet, and said with lingering fear in his eyes.

……

"It's Yan Zhengkuan, tell him to come out."

Yang Lin sent them away casually, but he ignored all the gangsters who didn't make a move, and went directly upstairs, and those who dared to shoot, or rushed up to kill with a knife, would give them a set of broken bones.

Occasionally he hits a little harder and beats the opponent to death, but he doesn't care.

After sweeping through all the floors, we reached the seventh floor in a blink of an eye, and saw Master Feng upstairs who was facing an enemy, but didn't dare to shoot.

This one, whose face was ashen-colored with fright at this moment, stood there with his whole body shaking, unable to speak a word.

"Okay, since he won't come out, then it's useless to keep you. Everyone present is your backbone, so let's die together."

There are ten or so people on the top floor, and all of them are good players, capable and strong, and they hold knives and guns in their hands.

It's not the killer, it's the high-level.

What more is there to say.

After asking a few words, Yang Lin didn't intend to speak any more, he rushed forward and crashed into the crowd.

The man in black lost all courage, even if he raised his gun, he couldn't aim correctly, he hit him indiscriminately, and was charged by Yang Lin, killing seven or eight of them.

The few remaining didn't even think about it, just jumped out of the window.

Snapped……

He fell and broke his bones.

Blood was all over the place.

Even if this is the case, it is better than being killed directly. If the doctor is sent to the doctor in time, maybe there will be a life left.

Master Feng did not have such luck.

He was caught by Yang Lin, and after he found out that Anhe Yan Zhengkuan was not here, he directly broke his neck.

Come downstairs.

The gamblers had almost run away, and the rest were all terrified and just hid under the gaming table trembling.

This shot, knife cut, a large piece of severed limbs...

Everyone was afraid that if they acted indiscriminately, they would attract the attention of the fierce god who came in alone.

If he thinks that he is a gang member of the Qing Gang, he will be in big trouble.

"Come some people."

Yang Lin walked out of Seventh Heaven, rubbed the blood stained on the soles of his feet on the red carpet at the door, waved, and five or six of the Yang Family Nursing Hospital rushed over.

The faces of these people were very excited.

After hiding and watching for a long time, I have long been eager to try.

During the First World War in Hangzhou, more or less of them had some relatives and friends who died at the hands of the bloody Bu Chen people, and they hated the Qing gang to the bone.

At this time, I got the opportunity. Although I didn't take the lead in killing people with my own hands, I was happy to be able to hit this gang.

"Let's sort out the floating money, hire some people, order some cars, and transport them back to Yang's house.

Anyone who dares to stop them, don't be afraid, just beat them to death.

If you lose, let me know by setting off fireworks.

"Yes, Third Young Master."

Chapter 111 Strong Persecution

These days, Yang Lin has found out clearly that An He is Yan Zhengkuan, the leader of the Qing gang's assassination team, and the most murderous master among the four red sticks.

He acts unscrupulously, whatever is the most disgusting thing, he will do it.

For so many years, he and his younger brother Yinghe Yan Zhengrong worked together to eliminate countless competitors for the gang.

Moreover, it also escorts the opium and population business.

Back then, the Yang family had a battle with the bloody Bu Chen, and each suffered injuries.

If the Yang family doesn't come to Shanghai, then, if Bu Chen wants to attack again, he will 100% ask for help.

As for reinforcements, apart from Qinglong Longyi, the most likely to be dispatched is the assassination team.

Eight hundred elite killers were dispatched to attack the Yang family under the leadership of several masters...

As long as Yang Lin did not break through to the Grandmaster at that time, even if the strength of the Yang family was ten times larger, it would not be able to stop him.

However, now and then.

The Yang family was hiding in the concession and could not mobilize a large number of people to besiege it. Not only were there guards and gunmen patrolling the inside, but they were also protected by experts from the Jingwumen outside.

What was even more bizarre was that there were actually ten British soldiers watching there.

The combat power of these ten foreign soldiers is second to none. The important thing is their identities. They cannot be killed. Otherwise, the British army will interfere, and the sky will be pierced.

With this layer of protection, the Yang family is considered impenetrable.

Yan Zhengkuan had no way to target them.

Can only attack outside.

As a result, Fourth Sister Yang was unlucky and got caught accidentally.

Yan Zhengkuan made a sudden attack, but did not achieve the expected results...

Of course, Yang Lin couldn't find the leader of the Qing gang's assassination team either.

There was nothing he could do if the opponent left after hitting him, and kept hiding.

There is only one way to force An He Yan Zheng Kuan out.

Target their lifeblood.

What is lifeblood?

As a gang, the most important thing is of course manpower and money.

Yang Lin came to the door to eliminate the assassins of the Qing gang, and snatched the silver dollars in the casino...

This cannot be described as cutting flesh, it is completely throat cutting.

It doesn't matter if you don't come out, you will dig the foundation of the Qing Gang.

Even if An He could bear it, he didn't believe that Zhang Yulin, Huang Jingyun, and those with vested interests behind them could still bear it.

Sooner or later, the only remaining double bonus stick will be "invited" out.

……

"My lord, something is wrong, Yang Lin from the Fist of Fury Sect went mad for some reason, and swept Seven Heavens, Paramount, and seven surrounding casinos in one night.

Now, the brothers in those places have suffered a lot, either their limbs or their lives have been lost. "

A middle-aged man with neatly combed hair and wearing a housekeeper's uniform bowed his waist and reported profusely.

"My lord, if he doesn't stop it, the entire 39 casinos in Shanghai may be swept away by him overnight. At that time, the lost money may be worth millions."

"There's no reason..."

Zhang Yulin's face was ashen, and he slapped the coffee table in the house.

This is a small Jiangnan garden-style courtyard with rockery pavilions and flowing water.

There are even beautiful women to accompany the wine, and the red sleeves add fragrance.

He lived very comfortably, and he didn't worry about anyone seeking revenge.

This is just one of his thirteen footholds, and he didn't tell anyone about it on weekdays.