After Zhao Wuji died, Ye Tianlong took the dinosaurs and they evacuated to the airport for the first time. At the same time, he handed over the token found from Zhao Wuji to Ling Xiao.

Then, the entrance of the Fourth Hall of Harbin was attacked by arson, and more than a dozen buildings were burned beyond recognition, leaving the children of the Fourth Hall exhausted with desperation.

Later, there were assassins attacking the four hall masters with spears and crossbows, making them afraid to leave the hall easily.

When the main hall of the four halls mobilized the rest of the staff to rush to Changjie, Zhao Wuji, Ximen Shu and other hundred people had frozen into popsicles, and Ye Tianlong was no longer visible.

And in the middle of the long street, there are two characters piled up by snow, Longmen.

There is no doubt that this attack is a masterpiece of Longmen.

Seeing Zhao Wuji, Ximen Shu and others who had lost their vitality, the backbone of the thirteen alliances screamed in mourning, and the anger that roared out shook the snow on the eaves.

The four hall masters have vowed to avenge Zhao Wuji, root out Longmen's hatred, and organize death squads to go to Mingjiang...

At this moment, Feng Jiutian and Ling Xiao led three hundred loyal loyalists and took Zhao Wuji's token directly to the Zhao Family Mansion.

Under the slogan of Zhao Wuji asking her to protect the Zhao family and the Zhao family, Feng Jiutian took over the base camp that Zhao Wuji had worked so hard to manage for many years.

The guards of the palace were quite unwilling. They wanted to prevent Feng Jiutian from entering, but were suppressed by Zhao Wuji's token and Shentu's order, and reluctantly gave up the base camp.

After Feng Jiutian took control of the Zhao Family Mansion, he transferred two thousand people from the capital to strengthen himself so that he would not be crushed by the other hall masters.

Feng Jiutian's high-profile takeover immediately drew the nerves of the entire thirteenth league, and also caused their attention to Feng Jiutian...

Everyone can smell the aura of Feng Jiutian vying for power and profit, because she was used by Cao Cao to take the emperor to make the princes...

It's just that Cao Cao is holding the emperor, and Feng Jiutian is in control of the Zhao family's blood relatives.

The pretense of protecting Zhao Wuji's blood relatives allowed Feng Jiutian to control a lot of things rightly.

Zhao Wuji's blood feud, for the other fifteen hall masters, began to become less important...

However, Zhao Wuji's death caused an uproar in the arena.

Although after the **** battle on Long Street, Harbin officials immediately ordered all the media to report that the New Year was closed and there was a fire accident in Chang Street.

However, under the leadership of the government and the effective assistance of various functional departments, the disaster situation has now been successfully controlled, with very few casualties.

It's just that all kinds of gossips still have wings and spread everywhere.

There was a lot of discussion among the citizens of Harbin. Because there were many people, they saw a large number of corpses and heard deafening shouts of killing.

Therefore, they scoffed at the reports of major media.

In a nightclub, bar, or restaurant, they are eloquent and interested in speculating and guessing what the actual situation will be.

As roadblocks were set up at the intersections of Long Street and guarded by police officers with guns and live ammunition, things became even more mysterious.

For the underground world who knows more inside information, it is incredible shock! Shocked besides shock!

When many people heard the news, their eyes were as big as a gong, and they seemed to be unable to believe that Zhao Wuji was killed.

Zhao Wuji, who occupied half of the country, worked painstakingly for ten years, collected eight great kings, and gathered 300,000 people, would be wiped out in a flash.

This makes any big gangster can't help but feel sad.

Suddenly they realized that the glorious deeds, strong soldiers and strong horses, and deep-rooted roots they believed in themselves were vulnerable to Longmen's methods.

The country they spent ten, twenty or even decades to lay down is really fragile and pale to Longmen.

Longmen is really, really...

It seems that all adjectives cannot accurately express the shock and loss in everyone's hearts.

Subsequently, the gangsters from all sides re-considered the issue of standing in line...

"Ye Shao, the Eastern Province giant sent a golden dragon to the Liu Gang leader, weighing up to two hundred kilograms."

"The Yellow River Thirteen Rudders sent a luxury yacht worth 100 million yuan."

"Ningcheng Sea Lion Gate hopes to work together to develop villas for the rich in the center of Ningcheng. The project has a market value of 8 billion yuan."

Two days later, Mingjiang, Tianlong No. 1, Ye Tianlong leaned on the terrace bench in the room, holding a cup of hot tea and looking out at the river where the sailing boats shuttled.

Although the weather in Mingjiang was also a bit cold, the heating in the bedroom made Ye Tianlong wear very thin, and made him very comfortable to enjoy the scenery.

Bailihua, dressed in black, stood beside the bench and opened the briefing to inform Ye Tianlong of all the dozen or so tributes:

"Jicheng Xuehuamen selected four 18 young women, and 30 million in cash. I hope Ye Shao can help cultivate several talents."

Bailihua smiled playfully: "The name is cultivation, but the essence is to offer beauty and money, hoping to have a good relationship with you."

Ye Tianlong lowered his head and drank a sip of tea, then smiled:

"These dozen or so are all northern gangs. In this way, they will please Longmen at any cost. It seems that they are not optimistic about losing Zhao Wuji's Thirteen League."

Ye Tianlong sighed softly: "The heart is scattered."

"They can't be blamed."

Bailihua straightened her body and replied: "If you have a slightly more sensitive sense of smell, you can already see that the Thirteen Leagues are destined to decline."

"All the eight heavenly kings were killed by you, and the combat effectiveness of the Thirteen Leagues dropped by two levels. Zhao Wuji and Ximen Shu were killed by you, and the dragons had no leader."

"Seven Spartan death squads, Fat Tiger squadrons were destroyed by your regiment, and six were taken by the Taicheng police. The core strength of the 13th League has been consumed by 70%."

"Of course, if the remaining Sixteen Tang and Shentu can unite and twist into a rope to stabilize the hearts of the people, the 13th League will still be the leader of the North."

She glanced at Ye Tianlong: "But, you let Feng Jiutian stabbing the deepest broken heart."

"You let Feng Jiutian control Zhao's blood relatives and take over the base camp under the guise of Zhao Wuji's legacy. How can the other hall masters sit still?"

"Blind people can see that Feng Jiutian will be the leader of the 13th League. Where can the rest of the 15th hall masters be united?"

"They all wonder if the other party is as intent as Feng Jiutian."

"Not to mention that the lord of the fifteenth hall teamed up to stabilize the thirteen leagues, and even revenge for Zhao Wuji would become unimportant."

"The most important point is that when they see Feng Jiutian occupying the base camp, they are not satisfied with it and have no excuses to seize power, so they will want to stand on their own."

"The entire underground world has judged that the Thirteen Leagues are destined to fall apart and fall apart."

Compared with Ye Tianlong set up a serial game to lead the snake out of the hole and behead Zhao Wuji, Bailihua appreciates Feng Jiutian's play of holding the emperor to make the princes better.

It instantly reversed the grief and anger of the Thirteen Leagues and the enemy.

"Although Longmen has a shallow foundation, it has excellent methods. Lightning attacks and powerful victories are enough to make up for the shortcomings of Longmen."

"That's why the bosses who are a bit more prosperous all hug Longmen thighs in advance."

Bailihua added the last sentence: "These twelve gangs will only be appetizers, and a large number of forces must show their favor to Longmen."

"The analysis is good."

Ye Tianlong laughed loudly, and then waved his hand: "However, all the gifts and beauties they sent were sent back to me without any discount."

"Although I really want to accept those things and beauties, I don't want to have too much friendship with them."

"There are so many gangs, all of them talk about friendship and call them brothers and sisters, and conflicts will occur in the future. It is a curse to help whoever does not help."

"You ask Shangguan Xiaozhi to tell them that we don't care about their relationship with the 13th League, and we are willing to sign a peace agreement with them."

"But in order to show their sincerity and to show their goodwill, in the future, they will pay 10% of their profits every month."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Tianlong's eyes: "Thanks, live in peace, watch and help each other, conflict with allies, Longmen is responsible for mediation."

"Outsiders are bullied, Longmen will help."

Ye Tianlong said faintly: "But we should also remind them that if they don't pay tribute on time, the Dragon Gate will destroy them."

"Thanks to 10% of the profit?"

Bailihua was taken aback for a moment, and then gave a wry smile: "Isn't this the protection fee?"

"Yes, it's protection fee."

Ye Tianlong nodded: "From today onwards, Longmen will only charge the protection fee from the gang."