Yulong Street, in another secret stronghold of the Qingyu Gang.

The atmosphere was extremely stagnant.

The faces of more than a dozen core members of the Qingyu Gang were filled with anger and sorrow.

The smell of blood is spreading.

The two ghosts kept smoking, but they couldn't hide the anger in their eyes.

"That's about it."

"We have made an appointment to fight to the death at the downtown street in the early hours of Saturday morning, but we didn't expect that they would raid our stronghold today."

"I don't know if Heiwu Club did this on purpose or the people below do it, but no matter what, I want them to pay the price!"

The two ghosts viciously slashed the cigarette butt on the ground and slashed it.

"Boss! They no longer follow the rules, why are we still silly?"

One member said angrily: "We also attack, as long as you say something, I will be the first to go there!"

"And me!"

"that is!"

Suddenly, a few men with blood and blood were pouring out, and they wanted to fight to the death with Heiwu Club.

However, they were stopped by Han Le.

"Now, going to their den is just a desperate situation. The only way is to fight Saturday."

Since he has decided to join the Qingyu Gang, Han Le will not hide his identity.

Of course, only the top-level personnel of the Qingyu Gang knew Han Le’s identity.

The addition of a real musician made the members of the Qingyu Gang extremely excited. Although Han Le said he would not take action, the war song chips he provided were enough to benefit them a lot.

This is also the reason why they still have the confidence to fight after facing repeated attacks by Heiwu Club.

But today's sneak attack was beyond the patience of the Qingyu Gang.

"Mr. Han Le...I know what you think."

Ma San is a warrior who looks thin but has a high muscle strength. Although he is only at the peak of Qi training, he may have been with Ergui for many years and has a fearful ruthless spirit.

Although he respects Han Le, he still dares to express his opinions:

"Big Hao Xiao Hao... I brought them all in one hand."

"Now the two of them are lying here, how can you let me sleep tonight?"

"How can I be worthy of the old taro?!"

His voice trembled, with anger and shame.

If Han Le and Ergui were not still here, I'm afraid these people would have gone directly to the Heiwu Club to fight hard!

Han Le was silent.

He could feel the atmosphere of the common hatred of the Qingyu Gang. Of course, this was also the last elite of the Qingyu Gang. Many people secretly escaped under the blow a few days ago.

Those who stayed are naturally the most loyal brothers.

No one expected what happened tonight.

When Ergui himself was in another stronghold, he received news that the food stall of Haoge was smashed by people from Heiwu Club. It was too late.

When he rushed over, the entire Hao Ge food stall, including the basement, was smashed into a pile of mud.

The old taro, who happened to buy goods in the canal area, was silently catching the bodies of his two sons from the drainage ditch.

Lao Tao didn't say a word, but just silently closed her two pairs of eyes that were dying with eyes closed!

They were stabbed in countless ways!

No one knows how much torture and pain these two children, who are still in the rebellious period, suffered before their death!

Han Le was also very angry.

At this moment, he became more and more aware of the lack of bottom line of Heiwu Club. Killing people was like eating and drinking water for them.

Even in the city.

Where the security team cannot be under the jurisdiction of them is their paradise.

However, this did not scare Han Le away, but instead strengthened his heart to unify Yulong Street!

Although Yulong Street under his control may still not be able to get rid of the ugly shadows of the slums, at least it can ensure that some principles and bottom lines are not broken!

"Boss, brothers are all ready!"

"Don't wait for Saturday. With just one word of your word, we'll go over and kill those grandchildren!"

"We have also told us about the hidden lines. They have had several places that are very loose in the guards recently."

Everyone's eyes were about to be filled with fire.

There was no way, they watched them grow up and later joined the Qingyu Gang.

Han Le may not have this feeling, but these senior executives of the Qingyu Gang have a painful feeling.

Even though they are warriors struggling on the line of life and death, they have become indifferent to the separation of life and death, this time, Heiwu Club has really crossed the line!

They killed two children, and even though they joined the Qingyu Gang, they never took action for the Qingyu Gang.

Every time, the two ghosts just ask Dahao Xiaohao to see the food stalls and help Laota do business.

Heiwu Club has never let go of these two children.

The old taro sat in the corner, bent his waist all the time, and said nothing.

The crowd was excited and was about to lose control.

Han Le sighed slightly in his heart. The temporary change of plan made him feel a little hasty. It may reduce the success rate.

But at the moment, neither he nor Ergui could stop these warriors who were mingling with the black-Dao.

Ergui took a deep breath and was about to say something, but who knew that at this moment, Lao Tao suddenly raised her head, walked over, and said slowly:

"I'll have to pay back sooner or later when I come out to do it. I've understood this principle long ago."

"Don't you all argue anymore. Go and die now?"

Ma San and others' eyes were red: "Old taro..."

"Listen to me." Lao Tao coughed and said slowly: "Be prepared for the past few days. Don't mess with others if you have nothing to do."

"On Saturday night, I took the lives of those grandchildren!"

"Okay, okay, don't say anything, just listen to Ergui and Mr. Han Le."

"I am Dahao Xiaohao's father. If they are gone, will my mother not feel sorry for you?"

This middle-aged man with a hunched back, this person who has been making a living with a good face, finally showed anger and grief.

Although it flashed, Han Le was still moved.

Everyone was silent.

"Things are settled. The big and small fortune must be avenged."

Ergui tried to make a calm arrangement: "Everyone has been hiding these days. No matter how the other party provoked, he must not fall into a trap before the decisive battle."

"The previous arrangements were done, and the only question now is, who will carry the flag?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone immediately began to compete!

Han Le had heard the introduction of Ergui before that the so-called carrying of the flag is actually the position of the war song player in the melee!

In street fighting, how can musicians fight? Both sides sit down calmly and play war songs with each other?

They just do it without saying a word, just draw the sword!

In this case, low-level musicians will die miserably without bodyguards!

Fortunately, the ultimate enemy of human beings is still a wild beast, so the protection of musicians is still very good, otherwise many low-level musicians would not have the opportunity to grow!

Black-soldiers fight, the person carrying the flag is the most important, because he needs to carry a war song player to provide his own personnel with a bonus of combat effectiveness!

Especially this time, Han Le took out a war song that is said to be original; for the Qingyu Gang, this war song is almost their only chance to defeat Heiwu Club!

The position of carrying the flag is very important and very dangerous, and may die at any time.

Seeing everyone snatching so hard, Han Le could only sigh softly.

Although he joined the Qingyu Gang, he was not a person in this way after all.

He had passed the brother's passionate period. Now he supports the Qingyu Gang for half for the benefit and the other half for the memory and tribute.

"I'll do it."

A vicissitudes of life sounded.

The rest looked at him in shock.

The old taro straightened his waist and suddenly became extra taller: "Mr. Han Le, the boss of the second ghost, let me do it."

The second ghost said in shock: "But, your legs... and, you haven't fought with anyone for a long time..."

"let me."

Old Taro just said that.

He looked at Han Le and Er Gui with a nearly begging look.

Without saying a word, Han Le handed over the war song chip directly.

This is the most undeniable request in the world.

Late at night, on the Yulong Street, the autumn wind is stern.

Under the collision of undercurrents, big waves will soon be empty, which will shock the world!
Chapter completed!