Du Ziteng looked at Su Mu, and his heart slowly turned cold.
That feeling can only be felt but cannot be expressed in words.
Staring at Su Mu, Du Ziteng's voice trembled slightly:
"I know you, but why can you...!"
When people are extremely nervous or scared, their tongues will become stiff.
If you suddenly experience strong stimulation, your head will feel numb and your face will feel like an electric shock.
"Why?"
"In the ancient martial arts sect, I am the descendant of Tianxing. At home, I am the dragon controller. Abroad, I am the leader of the reverse dragon. But do you think I rely on my identity?"
"You are wrong, I relied on... strength."
Su Mu glanced at the other party and said lightly:
"Identity will bring you a halo, but strength is the most important. In fact, it's not that you don't bring your family's super masters with you, but you have become an outcast now. Du Yuanliang is unwilling to give up Qingmen's top martial arts
, wasted on you, right?”
"You...know everything?"
Du Ziteng's whole body collapsed.
"Du Ziteng, in fact, there are not many people in Qingmen that I think highly of. You are one of them. Although you are ruthless, you are not vicious. In a sense, you are somewhat similar to the first generation head of the Du family, so,
You are a talent."
The first generation head of the Du family was the legendary tycoon who once dominated the Bund, the magical capital, sitting and talking with the president at the top and chatting and laughing with the beggars at the bottom.
Su Mu took a sip of wine, looked at him and said with a smile:
"I believe you are ruthless enough, so it won't be a problem for you to take care of your useless brothers, but your old dog grandfather, do you dare to kill him?"
Du Ziteng's face suddenly darkened, he looked at Su Mu and said:
"No matter what happens to him, he is my grandfather. I will not allow you to... humiliate him, otherwise...!"
"ok, ok, I got it."
Su Mu waved his hand impatiently, stood up directly, took the wine glass and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window where Du Ziteng was standing before, looked down quietly, and said:
"Come and see."
Du Ziteng walked over indifferently and stood beside him:
"What are you looking at?"
Su Mu smiled strangely:
"What do you see?"
Du Ziteng frowned but said nothing.
Su Mu shook his head:
"Dragon and Tiger Club Dongyang, everyone who should come and those who shouldn't come are here. This big cake of the Special Economic Zone will attract countless people from all over the country to flock here in the next ten years. Lao Du, I don't need anything else.
I said it, you understand."
"But you don't understand the sect, let alone the Blood Society."
"But I understand."
"Take a step back and say, how many times have I been able to fight with a vampire and appear in front of you with my beard and tail intact? Doesn't this explain the problem even more?"
I don’t know the relationship between the Du family and the Blood Society, but I know that whether it is the Du family or the Qingmen, they will definitely become a dog of the Blood Society. Under this premise, you will never have the chance to take charge of the Qingmen.
Door."
Du Ziteng suddenly took a deep breath.
Su Mu turned to look at him with a strange look:
"But I can. Not only can I make you the master of the Qing Sect, I even guarantee you that in the future, Qing and Red will be one."
Du Ziteng suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at Su Mu.
His pupils slowly shrank to the size of needle tips, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and his hairs stood on end, as if an electric current was flowing through him.
Blue and red in one?
Simply...!
Southern green, northern red.
In the past two hundred years, how many heroes have said such words?
But who can do it?
Everything has pros and cons.
As small as a person, there are bad people and good people.
As big as this universe is, there is matter and dark matter.
For example, what is the composition of the environment we live in called?
society.
So, if there is a society, there must be...!
When mentioning Heisehui, many people talk about it nonstop.
Italy has the Mafia, Hong Kong has the Triads and the 14K, America has the New York gang, and Japan has the Yamaguchi-gumi in Fuso.
Do these exist?
exist.
But this is just the existence that others let you see.
No one will tell you that the Italian Mafia and New York gangs have government backgrounds.
No one will tell you that the Triads, the Fourteeners, and the Yamaguchi-gumi are not even considered to be the underlings of a certain organization.
Very few people know that Qingmen, which has disappeared, still exists and has millions of disciples.
I won’t let you know that Hongtang is actually higher than Qingmen in terms of influence and strength.
Green comes from red.
Qingmen has been rooted in Shanghai for more than 100 years, and has transformed into a company, known as Nanqing Group to the outside world.
As for Hongtang, it went overseas more than a hundred years ago, and branches all over the world have flourished, and its strength is unfathomable.
Hong Kong Island, Da Yuan, Southeast Asia, North America, Europe, where are the red halls not everywhere?
In a word, wherever there are Chinese people, there is... a red hall.
The Triads affiliated with Hongtang are internationally ranked alongside the Japanese Fuso Yakuza and the Italian Mafia.
The Japanese Fuso Society, which has been legal for hundreds of thousands of years, is called Yakuza.
The most awesome thing about the Red Hall is that in the classic photos of today's founding ceremony, the short-built man with a bald head and a big beard standing next to the great man is the Lord of the Red Hall.
There was even a special party established. Even today, in the imperial capital, that party is still worthy of its name.
What does Qingmen compare with others?
What is black?
What is white?
Being so black that there is no distinction between black and white is the highest state.
Looking at Su Mu, cold sweat broke out on Du Ziteng's forehead.
"Don't be surprised. If a person has no ideals, what is the difference between him and a salted fish? So, Lao Du, are you willing to follow me, be loyal to me, and be loyal to me forever? The promise I can give you is that you are the master, Qinghong."
The blood all over Du Ziteng's body seemed to rush to his head in an instant, and his whole body was about to burst.
There was a devilish voice roaring in his heart.
Kneel down!
Be loyal to him!
Follow him!
Never regret it!
Du Ziteng was trembling all over and sweating profusely.
To be honest, whether you look at the Demon City or the Imperial City, among the younger generation, Du Ziteng really doesn't have anyone to fear.
He could give advice in front of Mo Zongheng, he could yell in front of Chen Sichen, and he could laugh and scold Chu Yingbai.
Even Hu Jianjun, who was half a class higher than Mo Zongheng and others, was chatting and laughing in front of Jiang Wangshu.
Who are these two people?
Inner Sea...Prince.
Even for people like Chu Nan, those two are the sun in the sky.
You know, Chu Nan is the seventh heir to the Chu family, one of the nine great families in the Inland Sea.
But when there were Hu Jianjun and Jiang Wangshu, he couldn't even serve as a foil.
How can Du Ziteng, who is of such a status, be made to kneel down?
Seeing Du Ziteng like this, Su Mu couldn't help but laugh.
He really didn't want to kill this guy.
If the enemy wants to destroy him, he must win over him.
In short, he likes to do nothing more than causing trouble and disgusting things for his enemies.
As for how far Du Ziteng can go, whether he sincerely surrenders to him, or whether he will betray him, he doesn't care at all.
Feed them when they are ripe.
Not well-raised?
kill!
If he sincerely surrenders to him, what if he lets Qinghong and Yi become the worst case scenario?