Du Ziteng looked at Su Mu, and his heart slowly became cold.
That feeling can only be understood but not 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 afraid, their tongues will become stiff.
Suddenly, when you are subjected to strong stimulation, your head will numb and your face will feel like it is over electricity.
"Why?"
"In the ancient martial arts sect, I am the descendant of Tianxing. In China, I am the dragon master. In foreign countries, I am the leader of the dragon. But do you think I rely on my identity?"
"You are wrong, I rely on... strength."
Su Mu glanced at the other party and said lightly:
"Identity will bring you a halo, but strength is the most important thing. In fact, you are not accompanied by a super expert in the family, but you are now an abandoned son. Du Yuanliang is unwilling to use the top martial arts of the Qingmen Sect.
, wasted on you, right?"
"You... know everything?"
Du Ziteng fell into depressed.
"Du Ziteng, I actually don't think of many people in Qingmen. You are one. Although you are cruel, you are not poisonous. In a sense, you are somewhat similar to the first generation family of your Du family, so
You are a talent.”
The first head of the Du family was the legendary tycoon who was the Bund, who was the most powerful demon capital, and talked with the president, and chatted with beggars.
Su Mu took a sip of wine, looked at him and said with a smile:
"I believe you are cruel enough, so, you can pack up those trash brothers, but you dare to kill your old dog grandpa?"
Du Ziteng's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Su Mu and said:
"No matter what he is, he is my grandfather. I don't allow you to... humiliate him, otherwise...!"
"Okay OK, I get it."
Su Mu waved his hand impatiently, stood up directly, held the wine glass and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window where Du Ziteng was standing before, quietly looked down and said:
"You have a look."
Du Ziteng walked over coldly and stood beside him:
"What do you see?"
Su Mu smiled strangely:
"What did you see?"
Du Ziteng frowned, but did not speak.
Su Mu shook his head:
"Dragon and tiger meet Dongyang, what should be and what should not be come, everything is here. This big cake in the Special Administrative Region will attract countless people from all over the country 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, and you don't understand the blood descendants."
"But I understand."
"Isn't this more telling the problem of how many times can I fight against the Bloodborne? "
I don't know the relationship between the Du family and the Blood Seed Society, but I know that whether it is the Du family or the Qingmen, they will inevitably become a dog of the Blood Seed Society. Under this premise, you will definitely not have the chance to take charge of the Qing Dynasty.
Door."
Du Ziteng suddenly took a deep breath.
Su Mu turned his head to look at him, his eyes a little strange:
"But I can. Not only can I make you the leader of the Qing Sect, but I also promise you that in the future, the green 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 a needle point, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and his hair stood upside down, like an electric current rushing through him.
Green and red in one?
It's simply...!
Nanqing, Beihong.
How many heroes have said such words in nearly two hundred years?
But, who can do it?
Everything has its front and back.
As small as a person, there are bad people and good people.
As big as this universe, there is matter and dark matter.
For example, what is the composition of the environment in which we live?
society.
Then, with society, there will definitely be...!
When it comes to the black meeting, many people talk endlessly.
There are mafia in Italy, triads in Hong Kong Island, fourteen knots, Amelica has New York gangs, and Japan Fusang has Yamaguchi.
Do these exist?
exist.
But this is just an existence that others let you see.
No one will tell you that the Italian mafia and the New York gangs have a government background behind it.
I won't tell you that the Triad Association, the Fourteen K, and the Yamaguchi Group don't even count the younger brothers of a certain organization.
Few people know that the Qingmen that disappeared still exists with millions of disciples.
It won't let you know that Hongtang is actually more powerful than Qingmen in terms of influence.
The green is out of red.
Qingmen has been rooted in the Magic City for more than 100 years, and has become a corporate company. It is called Nanqing Group to the outside world.
Hongtang went overseas more than a hundred years ago, and the branches all over the world were so strong that they were unfathomable.
Hong Kong Island, senior officials, Southeast Asia, North America, Europe, where is the Hongtang Branch everywhere?
In a word, where there are Chinese people, there is... Hongtang.
The triad under Hongtang is ranked internationally with Yakuza and the Italian Mafia in Fusang.
The legal black club in Fusang, Japan for hundreds of thousands of years, is called Yakuza.
The most awesome thing about Hongtang is that in the classic photos of the founding ceremony, the one standing next to the great man, with a short figure and a bald big beard is the Lord of Hongtang.
Even a party was established, even today, in the imperial capital, that party is completely worthy of its name.
What does Qingmen compare with others?
What is black?
What is white?
The highest level is to be inseparable from black to white.
Looking at Su Mu, cold sweat broke out from Du Ziteng's forehead.
"Don't be surprised. If a person has no ideals, what's the difference between it and a salted fish? So, Lao Du, are you willing to follow me, be loyal to me, and always be loyal to me? The promise I can give you is Qinghong you as the main one."
Du Ziteng's blood seemed to surge into his head in an instant, and his whole body was almost bursting.
There was a devilish voice roaring in his heart.
Kneel down!
Be loyal to him!
Follow him!
Never regret it if you die!
Du Ziteng trembled all over and sweated like slurry.
To be honest, no matter whether it is the Demon City or the Imperial City, among the younger generation, there is really no one to be afraid of Du Ziteng.
He can point out the country in front of Mo Zongheng, shout and shout in front of Chen Sichen, and 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?
Inland Sea...Prince.
Even for people like Chu Nan, those two are the suns in the sky.
You know, Chu Nan is the seventh heir to the Chu family, one of the nine masters in the Inner Sea.
But with Hu Jianjun and Jiang Wangshu, he couldn't even be a foil.
How could Du Ziteng, who is comparable to this status, make him kneel down?
Seeing Du Ziteng like this, Su Mu couldn't help laughing.
He really doesn't want to kill this guy.
If the enemy wants to eliminate it, he will win over it.
In short, he likes to do things like causing disgust to the enemy.
As for how far Du Ziteng can go, whether he really surrenders, or even whether he will turn against him, he doesn't care at all.
Feed if you keep it mature.
Not well-skilled?
kill!
If he really surrenders, he will be so bad, so what if he lets him Qinghong and Yi?