Just as Qin Lang fell asleep, the Zhong family had ordered that the Zhong family members start to take over the hotels, restaurants, ktvs, and bars under the Song family in Yanjing City...

In just over two hours, all the Song family's spheres of influence in Yanjing have been completely accepted by the Zhong family.

One by one, the news reached the Song family.

"Big boss, Lize Hotel was taken over by the Zhong family, and they even beat our brother seriously."

"Big Boss, Manzhiyin KTV was accepted by the Zhong family"

"...Juxianzhai was accepted by the Zhong family...Big boss, thank you for your cultivation over the years. I am not educated and cannot do without this industry. I will be with the Zhong family in the future. Please understand my difficulties."

...

The news that entertainment venues were received reached the Song family, and many of his subordinates chose to surrender to the Zhong family. At this time, Song Zhongping felt like he had lost his country.

Loneliness, sorrow, and desolation are the true portrayal of his current mood.

Seeing his father sitting on the sofa without saying a word, but his whole body exuded a strong negative aura. Song Xu sat aside, not even daring to let go of his fart.

The phone number was finally answered. The situation that Song Zhongping had worked hard for 30 years was all attributed to the Zhong family overnight.

This is the cruelest ending of this martial war.

At this time, the phone ringing rang again, and Song Zhongping looked at the number displayed stiffly. It was a call from the leader of the Huaqing Gang, Zhan Wuya.

Song Zhongping showed a hint of ridicule. Zhan Wuya had swear to tell him before that the people he sent were invincible in the Chinese martial arts world, except for a few old people who were his same generation.

Now it seems that this is a huge joke.

Song Zhongping really wanted to answer the phone and scold Zhan Wuya, but he couldn't. The Huaqing Gang was an existence he couldn't afford to offend. He had been dealing with the Huaqing Gang for so many years and knew the Huaqing Gang's style of doing things.

If he dared to scold Zhan Wuya today, then Zhan Wuya would most likely send a master to the gang to solve his life within three days!

The Huaqing Gang is so cruel. A US Congressman had to submit a proposal to Congress about the excessive area of ​​the Huaqing Gang headquarters. On the way to Congress, he was killed by an unknown person on the way to the Congress by taking a bus to Congress.

To date, the US police have not found any evidence of the Huaqing Gang's murder.

"Hello, the leader of the gang." Song Zhongping temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, picked up the phone and said respectfully.

"Mr. Song, it should have been a long time since the martial arts war ended? Are you too happy because you have gained control of the Yanjing underground world and even forgot to call me?" Zhan Wuya said with a slight dissatisfaction.

At this moment, California, USA, on the other side of the ocean, was only 3 pm. Zhan Wuya was in the practice room. After practicing martial arts, he always remembered that he was going to the sky to help the Song family fight in Yanjing.

Because once the Yanjing Song family is the fulcrum in China, the Huaqing Gang can return to China as soon as possible and get a share of the huge market in China!

Of course, you can also take revenge on the Chinese martial arts world that destroyed his ancestors a hundred years ago!

But by 3 o'clock, according to the time difference between California and Yanjing, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning, and the martial arts war had already ended long ago.

Why haven’t Song Zhongping called himself yet? Are you too happy to forget himself?

"No, please fight the gang leader to calm down"

Song Zhongping said, paused, and he finally told Zhan Wuya the result of this martial war: "Zhen Gang Master, the result of the martial war may disappoint you and me. Mr. Yangtian not only lost, but is also dead now."

"What!" Song Zhongping's answer was completely beyond Zhan Wuya's expectations. How could Yang Tian lose? He was still dead. What was going on?

"Which old guy was sent by the other party?" Zhan Wuya asked. The only thing he could defeat Yangtian was that he might be the same old people as him. Unexpectedly, those old people actually reduced their identities and started a martial war for others.

"No, the other party is just a 20-year-old young man, and he is also a security guard at Yanda University," said Song Zhongping.

"20 years old!" Zhan Wuya was shocked again. He felt that Yangtian could rank first among the 20-25-year-old people in the world. Some people in China actually had higher martial arts skills than him. Zhan Wuya sighed with a hint of bitterness: "Is this kind of martial arts genius appearing in China again? Haha, it's interesting, it can actually kill Yangtian. I really want to see this young man..."

"Yang Tian was not killed by him. After Yang Tian was broken by him, he felt that he would not be able to improve his martial arts in the future. I'm sorry for the cultivation of the Huaqing Gang. Yang Tian slapped his forehead with a palm and killed him instantly!" Song Zhongping restored the situation at that time.

"This is Yangtian's style. He is back. If he can't continue to serve the Huaqing Gang, I will also end him!"

Zhan Wuya said, and he also knew that Song Zhongping was waiting for his attitude: "Mr. Song, please wait patiently. On the day when the Huaqing Gang returns to China, I will support you to regain the underground world of Yanjing! This is my promise to you! Zhan Wuya will fulfill his words."

"I dare to ask the leader of the Zhan Gang, when will your gang return to China? I look forward to seeing your face in person." Hearing Zhan Wuya's promise, Song Zhongping's heart ignited a glimmer of hope. He hoped that the Huaqing Gang could take action as soon as possible so that he could take back all the lost things in the shortest time.

"From now on, I will start my plan to return to China. What I need to do now is to let the boy who won the martial arts war go underground to apologize to Yangtian!" Zhan Wuya said coldly.

"Yes! Master Zhan Gang, if you need help, please just speak up. I will do my best to cooperate with the Huaqing Gang's plan!" Song Zhongping said, Zhan Wuya responded and hung up the phone.

Zhan Wuya walked into one of his own living rooms through the wide hall. There was a large liquid screen in the living room. Zhan Wuya called Li Haisha to video call.

As the chief guardian of the Huaqing Gang, Li Haisha was not usually in the gang, but was devoted to studying martial arts in a place with dense forests, close to the lake and abundant spiritual energy in California.

Soon, the image of Li Haisha appeared on the screen. He sat by the lake, naked with his upper body exposed, and his strong muscles were piece by piece. Although it was not as exaggerated as a fitness coach, the bigger the muscles, the stronger the muscles. Li Haisha's muscles, any fitness coach, are weak in front of him.

"Gangmaster, you are looking for me," said Li Haisha.

"Sea Shark, I want to tell you some bad news, be mentally prepared"

Zhan Wuya said, he paused and continued, "Yang Tian lost in the martial arts battle in China. He felt that Wuwei saw you and me, so he committed suicide."

When Li Haisha heard this news, he was stunned. Yang Tian was with him since he was a baby. He raised Yang Tian. He had already regarded Yang Tian as his own flesh and blood. Now, his son is actually dead!

Li Haisha couldn't believe it was true. A sadness as thick as a strong wine, loss, helplessness, and emptiness spread in his body!

"Sea Shark, are you okay?"

Zhan Wuya saw Li Haisha was stunned on the screen, his body was trembling slightly.

When a person is in a very sad moment, not speaking is more dangerous than scolding. He explained:

"Yang Tian is a good thing. He doesn't want to lose the face of the Huaqing Gang, so he chose to end his life by himself. No one can despise him. You should be proud of having such an apprentice!"

Li Haisha closed his eyes, and two lines of crystal tears flowed silently. What's the point of saying anything? His son can no longer be resurrected from the dead.

"Gangmaster, who is the opponent in Yangtian?" Li Haisha opened his eyes, his eyes were covered with tears, his eyes were filled with blood, his voice was like the water melted by ice, cold and lifeless.

"I am a little security guard in Yanjing. Tomorrow, I will present his most complete information to you," said Zhan Wuya.

"Thank you, the leader of the gang, this person forced my beloved apprentice to death. I want him to pay his blood debts and blood!" Li Haisha had made up his mind to avenge his son.

"Of course, this little security guard is the first enemy that the Huaqing Gang wants to solve! Since he can defeat Yangtian, it means that his future is limitless. If my Huaqing Gang wants to return to China, how can such a young talent grow up!"

Zhan Wuya said that when he was on the phone with Song Zhongping, Zhan Wuya thought that this person must not stay, otherwise giving him room for growth will inevitably become the biggest stumbling block for the Huaqing Gang to return to China.

"I will set out tomorrow and kill this son in one fell swoop!" Li Haisha revealed deep hatred in his scarlet eyes. His most urgent wish now is to kill the little security guard and then take revenge for the sky!

"No!"

Zhan Wuya immediately denied Li Haisha's words. Seeing Li Haisha's gaze showing a puzzled expression, Zhan Wuya said: "Martial Zhan is likely to die. If we go to find the security guard to take revenge because we were beaten to the sky, it will not comply with the rules of the martial arts world, and will be criticized by the martial arts world, and will also become a joke in the martial arts world, saying that we Huaqing Gang can't afford to play it."

When you are in the martial arts world, you have to abide by the rules of the martial arts world. Moreover, the Huaqing Gang still has its own place in the martial arts world, and they cannot smash their own signs by themselves.

"Then won't avenge my disciple?" Li Haisha asked with tears in his eyes.

"Of course not! I said before that security guard must die, otherwise he will grow into a major concern for us to enter China. After a few days, the impact of this martial war will be reduced first, and then we can freely exert it!"

"Isn't it easy to find an excuse to attack that security guard?"

Zhan Wuya sneered:

"During this time, you should strengthen your martial arts more. After a few days, I will let you go to China to avenge Yangtian. Don't underestimate the other party. I think the reason why Yangtian lost to him this time is probably because he was careless!"
Chapter completed!