The big guys looked at each other, and they heard several meanings from Ling Yun's words.

First, Lingyun is preparing to officially set up a flag and stick and establish the Qingyun Gang in the university town; second, the Jufu Club, the stronghold of the Ax Gang, will become the property of the Qingyun Gang; third, these gangs can submit to the Qingyun Gang or not, but

The business you do must not be harmful to nature, otherwise the Qingyun Gang will take action and destroy you.

The first one is good to say, Ling Yun is now fully capable of establishing the Qingyun Gang.

The second article made everyone laugh. Yang Kaishan was dead, but the Ax Gang was not finished yet. How could they just sit back and watch the Qingyun Gang occupy their stronghold? This made them feel that Ling Yun was a little too arrogant.

As for the third article, everyone has different ideas. What is an unscrupulous business?

It’s really hard to define this. Does it count if a female college student is willing to sell it? Does selling MDMA count? Does it count as loan sharking? Does opening a casino count? Does charging protection fees count?

If these most lucrative businesses are not allowed, then why are they still involved in the underworld? They might as well just wash their hands of it.

Even the Little Knife Club is very dissatisfied with this last item. After all, the main source of income of the Little Knife Club is to collect commissions from opening casinos and attending entertainment venues such as bars and KTVs. How can it be that there are fewer female college students sitting on the stage.

Ling Yun remained calm and observed their expressions silently. Seeing that they were all silent, he knocked on the table and said in a deep voice:

"I know that you all have doubts about the unscrupulous business, so let me make it clear here. First, girls are not allowed to be forced into prostitution. If a girl is willing to degenerate and is willing to earn this money, I will not meddle in it. The premise is that it must be

It has to be voluntary; second, whether it’s heroin or shaking heads

Drugs such as pills are not allowed if they are contaminated with drugs, otherwise don’t blame me for being ruthless; thirdly, whether it is a casino or a gambling stall, as long as you have the ability, you can open it, but you are never allowed to lure people into gambling, deceive people into gambling, or cheat people.

You have gone bankrupt and have nowhere to go, you

Can our consciences live with it? Fourth, it is not impossible to lend money at high interest rates, but we must also act within our capabilities. First, find out the borrower's repayment ability, and don't go out and come back nine times. That is not lending, it is killing someone else's life.

, you can control this by yourself; five

, the principle of collecting protection fees and lending money is the same. You need to assess the situation and act within your ability. A vendor setting up a stall is struggling to earn so much hard-earned money in a month, but you all took it away as protection fees and let his business go.

How to do it? My suggestion is to make money

Don’t charge small businesses and hawkers for less than a few dollars. Entertainment venues with large profit margins can increase their prices appropriately. How can we make up for the few small dollars? In this way, small vendors have a way to survive and people will not point their fingers at us.

The backbone scolds us as something we are not."

"Master Yun, the Qingyun Gang hasn't set up a stick yet. Isn't it a little early for you to say this? I think it's better to wait until you have a firm foothold and let the Ax Gang completely withdraw from here.",

Batulu leisurely lit a cigarette and said in a strange tone.

"Don't worry, Boss Laoba, I have my own concerns about the Ax Gang!"

Ling Yun said unhurriedly, with a very strong attitude: "The conditions I just mentioned are not for your opinion, but a notice from the Qingyun Gang. It's up to you to implement them or not, but when things go wrong, don't blame me.

Let’s talk ugly words first.”

"Bang! We in Black Knife Camp are not in the habit of being threatened. University City is not your Qingyun Gang's territory yet. I want to see what Master Yun is capable of."

Batulu slammed the table, stood up, sneered and walked out: "Let's go!"

Seeing Baturu's direct refusal, Fat Buddha's expression flashed with struggle, and he wanted to leave with him, but he hesitated and sat down.

Tang Chengdong remained unmoved, while Ah Bao watched his nose with his eyes, his nose with his mouth, and his mouth with his heart, just like an old monk in meditation.

"Boss Ba, are you not giving me face?"

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile.

"I won't give you face, so what can you do? As a little girl, it's great to go home and serve the man. What's the point of going out and fooling around?"

Batulu grinned, showing his yellow teeth, stopped and smiled mockingly at Ling Yun.

The group of boys behind him burst into laughter and looked at Ling Yun with winking eyes and a wretched look on their faces.

"court death!"

Feng Jun's face darkened, and he rushed toward Batulu as fast as lightning.

"Hmph, this move is pretty good against a loser like Ah Bao. If you want to deal with me, the Black Knife Camp, you're still a little green."

Batulu was not afraid. He had already set up an ambush at the door. He stepped back half a step and shouted: "Black Knife Battalion, attack!"

A "bang" sound!

Batulu let out a scream, covered his face and fell to the ground.

Feng Jun's figure was like lightning. He had returned to stand behind Ling Yun and stood with his hands tied. Hearing this, he sneered: "Bullshit Black Knife Camp, chickens and dogs, they are vulnerable to a single blow."

"you……"

Batulu asked in disbelief: "How... how is it possible? There are fifty prairie warriors in our Black Knife Camp."

Everyone was horrified and secretly glad that they had not left with Batulu just now. Fat Buddha even wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"I think you are still worried about seeing the Yellow River, bang bang!"

Ling Yun slowly stood up and clapped his hands, "Then let's prove it to Boss Ba."

"Yes, Master Yun!"

A loud answer came from the darkness.

Then the calf came out, holding a large number of knives in his arms, and threw them on the ground with a clang. It was the special weapon of the prairie man - the full-moon scimitar.

Batulu's face turned pale and he said solemnly: "Where are my brothers?"

"Don't worry, Boss Ba, our Qingyun Gang will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. At least, we will not kill your Black Knife Camp until they violate the rules set by Master Yun. Your brother was just knocked unconscious.

"

Peng Haitao also walked out with a large number of full-moon scimitars in his arms, threw the sword on the ground, and said with a smile: "Boss Ba, would you like to count them? Fifty of them, a lot."

Batulu's face was gloomy and uncertain. After a while, he clasped his fists and bowed in accordance with the rules of the Jianghu: "My Black Knife Camp will follow the rules of Master Yun."

"Okay, I hope Mr. Ba means what he says, otherwise, it won't look good when the time comes to break up the relationship."

Ling Yun said calmly, neither soft nor hard.

"A prairie man always makes a promise, but I, Batulu, will never go back on my words!"

Batulu said angrily, "Can I leave now?"

"Okay, bring your brothers with you."

Ling Yun had long known that it was impossible for the Black Knife Battalion to join the Qingyun Gang, and it was already the biggest gain to make Batulu surrender, so he simply released him generously.

"Then I'll take my leave first!"

Batulu touched his bruised face and ordered angrily: "Take those trash back to me."

"Yes, boss."

A group of gangsters responded feebly and scattered in all directions, searching for traces of the swordsmen from the Black Knife Camp.

"careful!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and Lu Zhan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly screamed and lunged towards Batulu like a cheetah.

Batulu felt chills all over his body, and a strong sense of danger enveloped him. He thought Lu Zhan wanted to kill him, so he roared and drew out the scimitar from his waist and struck at Lu Zhan.

There was a "bang" gunshot.

Lu Zhan let out a groan, and Batulu slashed Lu Zhan on the shoulder. Lu Zhan threw him to the ground, and the bullet grazed his scalp. The warhead hit the wall and exploded into a fist-sized hole.

The pothole shocked him into a cold sweat.

Only then did he realize that Lu Zhan had saved his life, but he had stabbed Lu Zhan, which made him feel guilty in his heart.

Lu Zhan pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, I thought you were going to kill me." Lu Zhan's left shoulder was split open with an incision that was deep enough to show the bone. Blood was flowing out. His face was pale and he said, "I don't blame you, just go in and hide for a while."

hide."

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body disappeared into the darkness like lightning.

Mavericks and Peng Haitao looked gloomy and ran towards the direction where the gunman fired without saying a word.

Batulu's subordinates had long since been frightened by the gunshots and screamed and fled in all directions.

Batulu rolled on the ground and entered the hotel. He bowed with his fists sincerely and said, "I, Batulu, owe Master Yun my life."

Ling Yun waved his hand, frowned, and asked Feng Jun worriedly: "Brother Lu, is it important?"

"A little injury, nothing to worry about."

Feng Jun stood behind Ling Yun warily, looking around with sharp eyes.

"Who exactly wants to kill Boss Ba?"

Ling Yun felt a little relieved and looked at Batulu and asked.

Batulu was in shock. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "If you are hanging around outside, you won't have many enemies. How can I know who it is?"

But Fat Buddha said thoughtfully: "If Mr. Ba dies here, I'm afraid the Seventh Prince's Palace will not let go with Mr. Yun."

The expressions of Ling Yun and others changed. A cold light flashed in Feng Jun's eyes, and he said softly: "You mean, someone wants to kill Batulu and frame it for our Lord Yun?"

Fat Buddha frowned, shook his head slightly and said with a bitter smile: "I didn't say anything. I am a small business and I can't afford to offend anyone."

"MD, it must be the Ax Gang. Yang Kaishan was killed. They are playing dirty tricks. They want to kill me and put the blame on Master Yun. The Seventh Prince's Palace will definitely fight against Master Yun. The Ax Gang is so stubborn. I and you are at odds with each other.

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To be continued...