Those years in Konoha

The inner courtyard of the Qinghong Gang headquarters. The website should be stable, update quickly, and be full text with no ads. . For more latest chapters visit: ЩЩ.

Zuo Honglin, the gang leader, was playing chess with an old man wearing a black gown. Mo Jiansheng, the deputy mayor of Magic City, was standing behind the old man watching the game.

There was a wheelchair not far away, and the person sitting in the wheelchair was Mo Qiulin, whose appearance was disfigured and the meridians in her hands and feet were damaged.

Mo Qiulin glanced at the two people playing chess, with a look of irritation and impatience on her face: "Mom, why haven't those bitchy men and women been brought here yet?"

Yang Jiahui's eyes also flashed with a stern look, and she said softly: "Don't worry, your master's people have discovered the trace of that person, and I believe they will bring him back soon."

Hearing this, a cruel look flashed in Mo Qiulin's eyes: "Go and tell the master quickly, I want that couple of bitches to appear in front of me alive, and I want to kill them myself."

"Your master has his own sense of propriety, and you don't need to remind him."

In the blink of an eye, twenty minutes passed.

A member of the Qinghong Gang came in and reported: "Gang Leader, Deputy Gang Leader Zhong has brought the person back."

"Ask him to escort the people to the martial arts arena and wait while we follow." Zuo Honglin waved his hand and said, and after he ordered his men to retreat, he smiled and said to Yang Huaikui: "Mr. Yang, you see we have finished the game. In the past, or in the past now.”

"Go directly, otherwise my granddaughter will scold me as a grandfather." Yang Huaikui said with a smile.

Zuo Honglin looked towards Mo Qiulin and found that Mo Qiulin's face was full of impatience at this moment.

So Zuo Honglin nodded and said: "Then listen to Mr. Yang, let's go directly to the martial arts field."

In the martial arts arena of the Qinghong Gang, Song Yan stood with his hands behind his back. Next to him stood a girl with short hair, it was Shangguan Yue. 52net

When Shangguan Yue knew that Song Yan was going to eradicate the Qinghong Gang, she made a request to him, hoping to take her with him. She wanted to see with her own eyes how the Qinghong Gang was destroyed.

Song Yan agreed to her request and brought her here with him.

The martial arts arena of the Qinghong Gang is very large and impressive. There are dozens of weapon racks in one corner of the martial arts arena, and there are dozens of weapons on each weapon rack, including eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, and hammers. complete.

In addition, there are wooden dummies for boxing and palm training, plum blossom stakes, high and short stakes for body training, etc.

It has to be said that the Qinghong Gang, which has been in the Magic City for hundreds of years, still has a lot of background. Unfortunately, the century-old gang will come to an end today.

Around the martial arts arena, there are no less than two hundred elites of the Qinghong Gang holding swords. Each of these elites are masters of the late acquired stage or above. In addition, the six Zhong Tianhui who brought him here are also standing not far away. It's just that they looked a little tired, and their faces were even more pale.

Not long after, a group of innate warriors came to the martial arts arena with five people, to be precise, four people, because one of them was sitting in a wheelchair.

The obese middle-aged man walking at the front, who probably weighed no less than 300 kilograms, was Zuo Honglin, the leader of the Qinghong Gang. Walking with him was an old man in a black coat. The old man had silver hair, but his face looked... He is about the same as a middle-aged man in his fifties, and he naturally exudes a sense of majesty. He is obviously someone who has been in a position of power for a long time. This person is none other than Yang Huaikui, the leader of the Northern Underworld Alliance.

One step behind the two of them was Mo Jiansheng, deputy mayor of the Standing Committee of the Magic City, and behind them was Yang Jiahui who was pushing the wheelchair herself. Sitting in the wheelchair was Mo Qiulin.

Seeing these five people, Song Yan was secretly happy. They were all here and he didn't have to look for them one by one, which saved a lot of time.

"No, grandpa is wrong, that woman is not that little bitch Song Xue"

Suddenly, Mo Qiulin shouted loudly.

Hearing Mo Qiulin's cry, Zuo Honglin couldn't help but frown and looked at Zhong Tianhui: "Brother Zhong, how did you do this? Why did you bring the wrong person?"

Zhong Tianhui said quickly: "Brother, we haven't found Song Xue yet. When we went to arrest this person, this woman happened to be beside him, so we brought her back together."

"In this case, increase the intensity of the search." Zuo Honglin said coldly.

"No need to search anymore, Xiaoxue has left the Magic City." Song Yan suddenly said.

Zuo Honglin showed a bit of surprise and said with a smile: "Oh, under the blockade of our Qinghong Gang, you can still send people away, you are quite capable."

Song Yan shook his head: "It's not that I have the ability, but that you think too highly of your Qinghong Gang."

Zuo Honglin shouted softly: "You are so brave that you dare to be so arrogant when you are on my territory." At this point, he changed the topic: "However, arrogant people often die early. You are so young but you have practiced a lot." It’s a pity that such a good person died like this.”

"This is not a dragon's den or a tiger's den. What's more, I'm just telling the truth." Song Yan smiled disapprovingly, and suddenly there was a hint of mischief in the corner of his mouth: "Leader Zuo, have you ever heard of the term "sitting in a well and looking at the sky"?"

Zuo Honglin raised his invisible eyebrows slightly, and said coldly with a dark face: "You are mocking me as a frog at the bottom of a well. Are you qualified?"

Song Yan shook his head again: "I'm not laughing at you again. I just want you to remember one thing before you die. Don't look down on people in the world, especially young people."

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Zuo Honglin was so angry that a layer of green energy suddenly appeared on his face.

"Young man, who are you?" Yang Huaikui on the side felt something was wrong and asked.

Song Yan's eyes fell on Yang Huaikui, and he slowly said: "Yang Huaikui, you are seventy-nine years old this year, the leader of the Northern Underworld Alliance, your cultivation is at the peak of the eighth level of the innate world, and you have defeated the ninth level of the innate world. You have three sons and one daughter, and your eldest son Yang Zongming inherits it. Your mantle is currently the deputy leader of the Northern Underworld Alliance; your second son Yang Zongye is the commander of a field division; your third son Yang Zongming is currently serving as the governor of a northern state; your youngest daughter Yang Jiahui is currently the chairman of the Huayun Group , the company’s market value is about 600 billion, and as for your son-in-law, he is Mo Jiansheng, the deputy mayor of the Standing Committee of Magic City."

Listening to Song Yan telling his old background one by one, Yang Huaikui couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face: "Who are you?"

Song Yan smiled: "You are not qualified to know who I am. If you go back to your hometown now and no longer participate in this matter, I can not touch your Yang family. Otherwise, the main member of your Yang family, a Don’t even think about escaping.”

Hearing this, a look of surprise appeared on Yang Huaikui's face, and he felt even more withdrawn in his heart. After all, the other party knew everything about him, but he knew nothing about this young man.

"Mr. Yang, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. I think he is just bluffing."

Zuo Honglin also had a vague premonition. Even he didn't know that Yang Huaikui had a second son who was the commander of a field division and a third son who was the governor of a certain state. But the current situation is that the young man in front of him seems to be deliberately targeting him. If Yang Huaikui retreated, and he would face this mysterious young man alone.

Originally, this matter was all caused by the Mo family. Why should he be the only one to bear the responsibility? Therefore, Yang Huaikui could not be allowed to retreat no matter what.

The author's digression: Thank you to the three ghosts in the sky and the ground, blowing the lamp, riches, honors, bamboos and flowers for their generous reward.

Today’s fifth update is complete.

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