At 4:50 in the morning, the Tiger Gang headquarters.

The lights were everywhere, and nearly 50 young men holding machetes stood in the entire large Juyi Hall. Their dress was very messy, their hairstyles were changed, their faces, arms, feet, etc. were covered with bright red blood. The blood remaining on the knife was also quietly overflowing to the ground, looking so conspicuous.

At this time, Zhang Sanzheng stood in front of the chair in the hall and looked at a group of little brothers. He thought to himself, it was so tragic tonight that he actually lost nearly one brother. The other 50 were only injured in a little flesh, and the 30 were seriously injured and were applying medicine in the infirmary.

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After a long time, Zhang San said, "Brothers who have already died, you will find out for me. Everyone's home will send thousands of dollars. Leave this matter to the military advisor, Zhu Liang will deal with it?" Zhang San glanced at a young man next to him and said with a serious look on his face.

Overall, the Tiger Gang is more concerned with friendship under the leadership of Zhang San. This ten thousand yuan is just a little compensation for the deceased's family. If it were a common gang, how could he still compensate you? They wouldn't bother with your life or death! The Tiger Gang is no longer the Tiger Gang used to be, they are very humane. Of course, they have become more concerned with friendship. This is not to be questioned. The round-faced young man next to him is Zhu Liang, abbreviated as Zhu Geliang. He is the most famous person in the Tiger Gang. Zhang San even treated him like a military advisor. Because this kid is very smart, he often comes up with some reliable ideas, and has made a lot of contributions to the gang.

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Zhu Liang said: "Third brother, I will definitely handle this matter well. However, the help fee this month may be a little nervous...!" After this, he hid the words behind him.

The Tiger Gang's gang's tuition fees this month are very nervous. Suddenly, so much money is used, which makes Zhu Liang very depressed. If you have tens of thousands of yuan per person, you have to use 4 million yuan. This is not a small amount!

As Zhu Liang said this, a group of little brothers next to him said, "Third brother, we are willing to donate all the help fees this month, and donate them to those dead brothers!"

As they were talking and deeds, nearly 50 brothers shouted, patting their chests and slapped. The Adam's apple was so bumpy that it could no longer be concave, which shows how complicated their mood was.

Zhang San waved his hand and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I will want to do this. I will still send you the help fee this month. I, Zhang San, will never treat our brothers badly. I have said it a long time ago!"

As he said and said, Zhang San pulled Zhu Liang aside and said softly, "I'll do this 400 million, just do what I said, okay?" Zhang San's face condensed and he said firmly.

As soon as he said this, Zhu Liang said, "Okay, I'll do it now and say goodbye!" Zhu Liang hugged Zhang San and walked out of Juyi Hall.

"Third brother, are you?" As soon as Zhu Liang left, a group of younger brothers next to him looked at Zhu Liang's back and couldn't help asking.

There was a hint of curiosity on their faces. What did the third brother think of? They had known about the issue of the Tiger Gang's gang fee this month. However, the 4 million yuan fund is not a small amount!
Chapter completed!