If they break up, they will lose a large market. Although the two families are at war now and business is not doing well, in peacetime this is a cash cow.

Therefore, Ding Qing and Li Zhongjiu could only endure their heartache and spend money to appease them. If they were beaten too many people every day, it would be in vain. It would be good to practice their ability to resist beatings. It's not that they don't want to send people here, it's really

Tianxiahui has too many peripheral subordinates. If there are not enough of them, it will be useless. If there are too many of them, the front line will easily collapse, so this is the only way.

The Tianxiahui maintains a tacit understanding with the Kinmen Group. During the day, everyone does business seriously, and at night they organize people to go out to do it. Of course, it will not be on a large scale, that is seeking death. Instead, it will be controlled to separate the large battlefield, and the chaos will be messy for such a big person.

There are wars everywhere in the city. And every time after a fight, both sides send some people to the police station. No one cares about them there, and the fighting is even more ruthless than outside.

This high-level game, gang fighting, is like a fucking joke.

When it comes to fighting, Wang Yan just needs to control it occasionally and not go astray. Zhang Dongrui did a good job.

His main energy is still with Sihai Group.

Some people mobilized some forces and made the Sihai Group very embarrassed.

Logistics has been subject to various investigations and various cards, Internet companies have also been restricted for reasons, and some other businesses have strong competitive companies hindering their development. Anyway, both the political and business circles are working together, so it will be disgusting.

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Ax Mountain, a large villa with unparalleled sea views on a hillside.

At this time, the villa no longer had the luxury of the past. It was full of potholes and tatters, and the air was filled with thick smoke.

Wang Yan endured the pain, limping with bloody marks on his feet, holding a gun in every corner of the villa, shooting at the head of the strong foreign man lying on the ground who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

After blowing a lot of heads and making sure that nothing was missing, Wang Yan called his subordinates.

"Bring people here to collect the bodies, eighteen of them, and find a surgeon to come with the food guy."

After saying that, he ignored the anxious greetings from the other party and hung up the phone directly.

I found an unbroken bottle of strong liquor and took a big sip. I took out a stick of liquor, lit it, and took a long sip.

"I've been at ease for a long time, and I feel a little rusty..." Wang Yan muttered to himself, limping to the doorstep and sitting down, facing the bright moon in the sky and the slightly fishy smell blowing from the distant seaside.

of wind.

When was the last time you were machine-gunned or even shot?

It should be the time in "The Grandmaster" when he traveled all over the country to Japan, before going to Hong Kong Island. By now, it's almost... seventy or eighty years ago, right?

The long-lost pain...

He was assassinated again, no, not assassinated, not shot, but raped.

The opponent's purpose is obvious and the goal is to take him away in one wave.

These people were well prepared after learning Ding Qing's lesson.

There were eighteen damn strong foreign men in tactical uniforms with several full magazines, grenades, and submachine guns hanging on them. At first glance, they looked like they came from the Middle East. They were just short of a few RPGs.
Chapter completed!