"Gang leader, if you have anything to do, just ask me!"

"Yes, Gang Leader, if you have anything to do, just arrange it, and we will definitely handle it for you."

"If you have something to do, just give your orders. If you point east, we will never go west. If you say it is difficult, we will never go north."

…

The faces of the gang leaders all turned red, and they patted their chests and promised to complete the tasks assigned by the gang leader.

A gleam of light flashed in Wang Qianye's old, cloudy eyes, and he said with great energy: "Okay, everyone, be quiet and listen to me."

Silence returned to the conference room again. These powerful bosses in Ninghai were like primary school students in class, sitting upright and not squinting.

Wang Qianye glanced at everyone with satisfaction. Although they had been neglecting the help for three years and these people had long had dissatisfaction, their attitude at this moment still made him feel very satisfied.

Even though he knew that they were all pretending and didn't know what they were thinking, he still felt very relieved. At least it showed that his power was still there and these guys still respected him on the surface.

"I'm old, and I don't know how long I can live. Since I got sick, Zhihao and Junyang have taken care of the housework. They have done a good job, and I am very happy."

Wang Qianye looked around slowly with a glint in his eyes. He looked not like a dying old man, but more like a sleeping lion slowly waking up.

Wang Zhihao and Hong Junyang were shocked, and hurriedly stood up and said humbly: "Gang leader, you are so complimentary."

With a "bang" sound, Wang Qianye suddenly slapped the table hard, his beard opened angrily, and his eyes said sarcastically:

"Mild praise? Do you still know this is false praise? I thought you were getting carried away."

Wang Zhihao and Hong Junyang shivered and lowered their heads in awe, not even daring to breathe.

The Seventeenth Hall Master was even more silent, his face changing constantly, realizing how ridiculous their previous disagreement was.

All the past gang leaders of the Ax Gang were not simple figures, otherwise they would have been destroyed long ago.

The current leader of the gang, Wang Qianye, is even more discerning, ruthless, decisive in killing, and good at keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile. He can be called a tycoon of his generation.

Even the Qin family, the underground kings of Ninghai, would politely call him Gang Leader Wang and never dare to take him lightly.

The power of a tiger's death is still there, not to mention that this tiger is just old and not dead yet.

"Yang Kaishan was killed, the territory of University City was taken away by the Qingyun Gang, Black Knife Camp Batulu was assassinated, and the Ax Gang had to bear the wrath of the Seventh Prince's Palace. Is this the answer you gave me?"

Wang Qianye's aura was majestic, like an angry lion, roaring fiercely.

"I'm sorry, Gang Leader, I was careless."

Hong Junyang was frightened and took the initiative to admit his mistake. After all, the court where Yang Kaishan belonged was under his jurisdiction. If something happened, he must bear the responsibility and he could not deny it.

"Gang leader, I'm also wrong. I only took care of my own one-third of an acre of land, but I didn't pay attention to Deputy Gang Leader Hong's. I made a mistake, and I'm willing to accept the punishment from the gang leader."

Wang Zhihao lowered his head in fear and said, but a glint of pride flashed in his eyes.

Hong Junyang was itching with hatred. On the surface, it looked like Wang Zhihao was admitting his mistake, but in fact, he spoke very skillfully. He stabbed him in the back and put all the responsibilities on him. He also appeared to be benevolent, modest, and taking the overall situation into consideration. Even more

It is helpful to win people's hearts.

What kind of person Wang Qianqiu is, there is no way to see Wang Zhihao's little thoughts, but his government will naturally not reveal it to his face, not to mention the current predicament facing the Ax Gang, which no longer allows him to calmly plan his plans.

He immediately coughed lightly, raised his hand to signal the two of them to sit down, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to an end. Now is not the time to investigate the responsibility. I don't want to ask more about who assassinated Batulu, but since I have the ability to do it, then

You have to be able to wipe your butt, I know what you are thinking, aren't you just thinking about the place below my butt?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone lowered their heads and avoided Wang Qianqiu's sight.

"Humph, they are a bunch of trash, they dare to do things they dare not do. What I, Wang Qianqiu, look down upon the most are people like you who have a thief heart but no courage."

Wang Qianqiu stood up slowly, with his hands behind his back, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "If people don't have ambition, how can they survive on the road? It's a good thing for me that you have ambition, but you have to remember that ambition requires

It is directly proportional to strength. Ambition without strength is called an illusion of overestimation. Having the ability to match ambition is called ability."

Wang Qianqiu paused and said with a stern look: "Now, our Ax Gang is facing internal and external troubles. At a time of life and death, we seek wealth in danger, and heroes emerge from troubled times. This is also the time to test your abilities, Wang Zhihao and Hong Junyang!"

"exist!"

Wang Zhihao and Hong Junyang stood up together and bowed in response.

Wang Qianqiu glanced at Wang Yuqiu who was eager to try again: "Wang Yuqiu!"

"Here!" Wang Yuqiu took a step forward excitedly and bowed in response.

"From today onwards, each of the three of you will be in charge of the Sixth Hall of the Eighteen Halls. I don't care what method you use, whether you calm down the anger of the Seventh Prince's Palace or destroy the Seventh Prince's Palace. In short, this is the only one you can take charge of."

If you have the opportunity, whoever can do it will have the position under my butt."

Wang Qianqiu said loudly and powerfully in a seductive way.

"But now there are only seventeen halls out of the eighteenth hall."

Wang Zhihao said unwillingly, cursing the old fox in his heart because he wanted to promote Wang Yuqiu to the throne.

"I'll take over Yang Kaishan's class!" Wang Yuqiu said calmly.

"Then...why are you so embarrassed? You are a girl's family. Otherwise, I would take over."

Wang Zhihao was secretly happy and said hypocritically.

"What happened to the girl's family? The girl's family can't make achievements? Uncle cousin, you should just take charge of your sixth hall with peace of mind. Don't worry about my affairs."

Wang Yuqiu said without mercy, she was disgusted to the core with hypocrites like Wang Zhihao.

Hong Junyang, however, remained silent and frowned. This was related to the gang leader's struggle, and the Seventh Prince's Palace was coming menacingly. He had to make full use of every power in his hands, so as not to take the initiative to reduce the strength in his hands.

A flash of ice flashed in Wang Zhihao's eyes, but he exclaimed with a fake smile on his face: "Niece Yuqiu is a woman, so my uncle is waiting to see you show off your skills."

"You will see." Wang Yuqiu said firmly.

Wang Qianye ignored the dispute between them and waved his hand: "The meeting is over, you decide for yourself how to allocate the eighteen halls!"

After saying that, he walked away, followed closely by the four Vajras.

The three major worshippers kept their eyes closed and remained silent without saying a word. After Wang Qianye announced that the meeting was over, they immediately stood up and turned around to leave, as if all this had nothing to do with them.

At Shibali Bridge, Wang Qianye stood solemnly with his hands behind his back in the night, his eyes far away and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Qianye, Yuqiu is a pretty good girl, why are you hesitating?"

I don’t know when the great worshipper appeared behind Wang Qianye like a ghost and said softly.

"Yu Qiu is good, but it's a pity... she is a girl after all. Even if she takes over Yang Kaishan's class by chance, I don't think highly of her."

Wang Qianye said calmly, without any emotional ups and downs.

At his age, it is impossible to see the little thoughts of those under his command.

Including Wang Yuqiu, on the surface it seemed that she was relatively weak as she could only take over Wutang, but in fact she took a big advantage.

After all, although Yang Kaishan is dead, his hall is still there. Compared to the other five halls, which have hall leaders with different ideas, taking over a leaderless hall is easier for Wang Yuqiu, who has a relatively weak foundation, to control.

"Then you still want her to stand up and compete? Compared to Wang Zhihao and Hong Junyang, your two illegitimate children, I am more optimistic about this girl Yuqiu."

The words of the great worshiper were astonishing, and he did not care about Wang Qianye's feelings at all. He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked side by side at the distant night.

If Wang Yuqiu heard this conversation here, she would definitely be horrified and understand why Wang Qianye never wanted her to inherit the Ax Gang's property.

Wang Zhihao and Hong Junyang turned out to be Wang Qianye's illegitimate sons. If this news spread, it would probably shock the entire Ninghai.

After all, Wang Zhihao's father was Wang Qianye's cousin, but he had an affair with his cousin's wife and gave birth to Wang Zhihao, an illegitimate son.

As for Hong Junyang, no one knows his life experience, probably not even he himself knows that his father is Wang Qianye.

Wang Qianye sighed deeply and did not answer his question: "Moye, how many years have we known each other?"

"I am sixty-three this year. I was injured by my enemy when I was twenty years old. If I had not met you, I would have turned into a pile of withered bones. Since then, I have become a worshiper of the Ax Gang. In the blink of an eye, I have become

Forty-three years,.”

The great priest had a look of nostalgia on his face and said sadly.

"Yes, it has been forty-three years in the blink of an eye. I am seven years older than you. You are sixty-three this year, and I am already seventy."

Wang Qianye sighed deeply: "You are the only one in the gang who has witnessed me kill my brother and rise to power from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. You are also the only one who has watched me use my methods to eradicate one enemy after another over the years.

, the person who has made it this far.”

"Yes, in those days, we fought for the position of gang leader, and we were so nervous every step of the way. If we were not careful, we would lose our lives. If you didn't kill them, they would kill you. I still shudder when I think of the bloodshed and terror involved.

"

The great priest said with lingering fear, the scenes from that year appeared in his mind like a movie, and he still can't let it go.

Wang Qianye turned his head and looked at him deeply, his dim eyes shining brightly in the night:

"Moye, you are the only person I trust in my life. I have never regarded you as an outsider. Therefore, I have never hidden anything from you, even the matter of hooking up with my cousin's wife.

Hiding from you."

"Qianye, from the moment I was saved by you when I was twenty years old, my life has been yours. If I can survive to this day, I have already made a lot of money. Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

The great priest looked at him with calm and sincere eyes.

"I'm not a warrior, but you are. I know that your cultivation level has reached the level of Grandmaster ten years ago. Grandmaster, how many people in the entire China can become Grandmasters? But in order to repay your kindness, you always remain anonymous, regardless of fame and fortune.

Help me and eliminate countless difficult enemies for me. I, Wang Qianye, owe you more than I can repay in my lifetime."

Wang Qianye said emotionally.

"What are you talking about? I would have died long ago without you. Don't sensationalize with me here. Just tell me what you want me to do?"

The great priest smiled bitterly. He was a grateful person and always cared about Wang Qianye's kindness, so he always stayed in the Ax Gang and became the sharpest knife in his hands, cutting through thorns and thorns for him and eradicating dissidents.

If he hadn't made a vow, Wang Qianye would never leave the Ax Gang as long as he lived.
Chapter completed!