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After the middle-aged man stopped Brother Dao, he said to Zhang Daoling with a smile: "We, the Qinglong Society, don't want useless people, let alone people who make up the numbers."
He looked directly at Zhang Daoling: "There are at least twelve guns pointed at you now. If you can dodge, I will give you a salary of one million US dollars per year!"
"There is also a new nightclub opened by our Qinglong Club. I will also leave it to you to manage. That nightclub is in the city center. The first batch of female students have already arrived and are waiting for someone to manage it. I am very optimistic about you." The middle-aged man drank. Drinking champagne, he said to Zhang Daoling leisurely.
Zhang Daoling smiled and turned around to look at Brother Dao.
¡®Hu¡¯
The middle-aged man felt a gust of wind blowing in front of his eyes, and when he looked again, Zhang Daoling had disappeared.
The bodyguards holding guns all around looked at Zhang Daoling who had disappeared, their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly searched everywhere for Zhang Daoling.
"Ah!" A bodyguard suddenly screamed in pain, and then his gun-holding wrist seemed to be hit by something. It swelled instantly, and the gun in his hand disappeared.
Afterwards, more than a dozen bodyguards screamed one after another. All of them had swollen wrists and all the guns in their hands were taken away.
The middle-aged man looked serious, put down the champagne in his hand and sat up, and Zhang Daoling appeared in front of him again.
At this moment, Zhang Daoling had a stack of pistols stacked in the palm of his left hand, and a single pistol in his right hand.
And the muzzle of this pistol was pointed at the middle-aged man.
"Brother Zhang!" Brother Dao quickly shouted to Zhang Daoling after being shocked: "Don't point the gun at the boss."
"Hahaha." The middle-aged man laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Then he looked at Zhang Daoling and said: "Very good, young man, I will appoint you as the general manager of Qinglong Nightclub now! An annual salary of one million!"
Zhang Daoling smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, boss, but I am a good person."
The middle-aged man¡¯s expression changed slightly, while Brother Dao¡¯s expression suddenly changed drastically.
¡®Bang¡¯ ¡®Bang¡¯ ¡®Bang¡¯ ¡®Bang¡¯ ¡®¡¯
Zhang Daoling held a gun in his right hand and calmly fired twelve shots at the middle-aged man's chest, completely emptying a magazine of bullets.
The middle-aged man fell on the recliner, covered in blood and twitching, blood gurgling from his mouth, looking straight at Zhang Daoling.
Everyone was stunned, and Brother Dao was even more stunned, his face pale.
"Ah!!!" The same female secretary and the beauties waiting on the side reacted, screaming and trying to escape.
When the bodyguards below the villa heard the gunfire, they rushed upstairs quickly. Zhang Daoling looked at the bodyguards who stayed in place and had their guns taken away by him. He waved his left hand and the guns he had taken away flew up instantly, and At everyone's feet.
"You decide for yourself how to choose." Zhang Daoling said calmly to the bodyguards.
The bodyguards reacted and looked at the boss who was beaten to death by Zhang Daoling, then at the gun at his feet, and finally at the swollen wound on his wrist.
The next moment, all the bodyguards present made their choice. They picked up the guns on the ground and divided into two teams. One team came to the balcony, and the other team entered the villa and blocked the stairs.
Ten seconds later, the bodyguards in front of the balcony and at the stairs opened fire, killing all the thugs and bodyguards who came to support.
The sound of gunshots continued for three minutes like firecrackers. During these three minutes, Brother Dao, who was dazed and pale, also made his own decision.
"Boss." Brother Dao shouted to Zhang Daoling on the spot.
Zhang Daoling killed their boss, so he will naturally be their new boss.
At this moment, the twelve bodyguards who had dealt with the thugs and bodyguards who came to support the villa came over together and shouted in unison to Zhang Daoling: "Boss!"
Zhang Daoling waved his hand and said: "Call the police."
Brother Dao nodded and said, "What should I say then?"
Zhang Daoling asked: "Who is our hostile gang?"
Brother Dao said: "Jiujuhui."
"Why does it sound so familiar? Who is their boss?" Zhang Daoling asked.
Brother Dao said: "He is from Japan, his name is Michiko Higashikata."
"Is it her?" Zhang Daoling's eyes flickered, "This is a tough one."
Brother Dao said: "Yes, I heard that Michiko Higashikata studied under the Jiuju sect of Japan and is proficient in all kinds of evil arts. The Jiuju sect is more powerful than us in Xiangjiang because of this.for this person. "
Zhang Daoling nodded and said: "I know, let's just say Jiuju will do it."
"Yes." Brother Dao nodded.
"Also, call some doctors over to treat my gunshot wound."
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Dog bites dog, so the police naturally have a serious face, but a cheerful heart.
If there is no evidence, how could these people be so free?
Now they are dog eating dog, which is of course a good thing for the police.
However, except for Zhang Daoling, Brother Dao and other personnel were taken back to the police station to make records.
It was already afternoon when I finished writing the notes. When the hall masters from all over the Qinglong Society rushed to the villa, it was already dark.
The lights in the villa were bright, all traces of the day had been cleaned up, and the bodies had been sent to the morgue.
Zhang Daoling was sitting in the hall on the second floor of the villa, looking at the more than twenty hall masters at the entrance of the Qinglong Hall in front of him, his eyes solemn.
They were all ¡®invited¡¯ by Brother Dao and his men, and they had no chance to summon his subordinates.
These hall leaders stood there one by one without daring to breathe, for fear that the new boss¡¯s new boss would fall on them.
"Now, hand over all the industries under your control and make unified arrangements." Zhang Daoling said.
Everyone looked at Zhang Daoling and wanted to go forward to report, but they did not dare to take the first step.
Zhang Daoling pointed to the first person on the left and said, "You come first."
"Yes." The first person on the left stepped forward, came to Zhang Daoling and smiled: "Hello boss, I am the master of Bailin Hall, and I have the following industries"
As he spoke, the leader of the White Scale Hall put his hand into his jacket pocket.
But when he took his hand out of his pocket, he had a gun in his hand.
Zhang Daoling raised his eyebrows, instantly sat up from the sofa, and then kicked the leader of the White Scale Hall in the chest.
Before the leader of the White Scale Hall could point his gun at Zhang Daoling, he was instantly kicked away and fell heavily to the ground.
The sound of the leader of the White Scale Hall falling to the ground hit the hearts of everyone present. Everyone looked towards the leader of the White Scale Hall, only to see him vomiting blood and lying on the ground unconscious.
Brother Dao waved his hand, and two of his men immediately came forward, one on the left and one on the right, to help the master of the White Scale Hall stand up.
Brother Dao stepped forward and asked: "Boss, how should I deal with it?"
Zhang Daoling waved his hand and said: "Send it to the police station, collect the evidence of all the crimes he has committed over the years and hand it over to the police. As law-abiding citizens, we must let the law punish evildoers."
Brother Dao was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he came to his senses and said in response: "Yes."
The master of the White Scale Hall was taken away, and the remaining masters stood there tremblingly. Especially the masters who had the same idea as the master of the White Scale Hall were even more uneasy.
Who should be the boss? Why should I be stupid to avenge a dead boss?
Zhang Daoling looked at the frightened hall masters in front of him, sat down again and said: "Let's do this, you can count the properties under your hands here now, and then hand them in together."
"Yes, yes, yes." Seeing that Zhang Daoling didn't seem to be pursuing the matter just now, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement. Then they sat on the ground and took out paper and pen to start counting.
After about a cup of tea, Brother Dao came forward with a piece of paper filled with words and handed it to Zhang Daoling.
Zhang Daoling took it and took a look, his brows furrowed.
¡°Nightclubs, underground casinos, and loan sharks account for 90% of the total?¡± Zhang Daoling asked.
The leader of the Black Claw Hall quickly said: "This is the most profitable"
Zhang Daoling said calmly: "The money earned is all dirty money, as well as the blood and tears of innocent women."
"This is all of their own free will!" the leader of the Black Claw Hall said quickly.
Zhang Daoling looked at Brother Dao and asked, "Is that so?"
Brother Dao was startled, then shook his head and said: "No, only a very small number of people are voluntary. Many of them are people whose husbands owe debts, or whose families owe debts, and come out to sell themselves to pay off the debts."
"While lending usury, opening casinos and ruining people's lives, and then selling yourself to pay off the debt, it's all you who make the money anyway. I don't think it's called the Qinglong Society, let's call it the Wicked Society." Zhang Daoling said in a clear voice.
When the hall masters present heard this, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com