"Chairman."
After dealing with the group of gangsters, Long Teng's security personnel immediately returned to Qin Xiao's side.
Qin Xiao nodded at them and did not say anything.
Since the bait had been laid, he would wait for the fish to take the bait.
....
Yuan Zhou Song and Dance Hall.
In the early 1980s, there weren't many entertainment venues in Xiangjiang. Other than horse stalls, there were also dance halls.
The first thing Luo Tianhong did when he entered Tai Po was to take down the Yuan Zhou Song and Dance Hall.
This was not only his base, but also his source of income.
Thump! Thump!
The business of the dance hall during the day was far inferior to that at night.
Even Luo Tianhong seemed a little bored.
Right at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came, disrupting Luo Tianhong's thoughts.
"Boss, Boss, bad news."
"We don't know where these people came from, but they injured more than thirty of our brothers.”
Hearing this.
Luo Tianhong's expression suddenly changed, and his face was filled with anger.""Where are those people?"
Ever since he had settled down in Yuan Continent, he had repelled the clans and forces in Tai Po more than ten times.
Its ferocity had already spread in all directions.
He didn't expect that someone would actually dare to come and cause trouble. He couldn't tolerate it.
"Boss, they're at the corner of the street.”
The lackey hurriedly reported.
"Alright, gather the troops and follow me.”
Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhong didn't say anything else. He lifted his eight-sided Han sword and walked out of the dance hall with a murderous look on his face.
At the same time, his lackeys rushed over from all over the Yuan Continent. More and more people gathered, and soon hundreds of people had gathered.
Most of them were young people with dyed hair. They looked at most 17 or 18 years old.
These gangsters who dropped out of school were the most hardworking and admired Dao Zaihong the most.
After a while.
Four to five hundred gangsters followed behind Luo Tianhong and rushed to the street.
When they saw the rows of young men with buzz-cut in black suits standing straight, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
Compared to Soaring Dragon Security, they were not only gangsters, but also a motley crew.
"Hmm?"
Luo Tianhong's pupils instantly constricted.
Having practiced martial arts since he was young, he was no stranger to killing people.
The black suits in front of him had a strong smell of blood and gunpowder.
If his guess was correct, these people had not only killed people before, but they had also come down from the battlefield.
Since when did Xiangjiang City have such 'fierce dragons'?
10 Fords and a Mercedes-Benz were parked at the street corner.
There were twenty strong men in black suits standing in front of each car.
In front of them, Qin Xiao was wearing a white shirt, suit pants, and canvas shoes. He looked extremely ordinary.
He stood alone at the front, looking coldly at Luo Tianhong who had rushed over.
"Who are you?"
"This is my territory. You've crossed the line.”
Luo Tianhong walked forward with the eight-sided Han sword and questioned with an ugly expression.
"Long Teng, Qin Xiao."
Qin Xiao was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly,"Big Po, I like it."”
"Draw a path down, one-on-one or group fight.”
"You are the Qin Emperor?"
Luo Tianhong's eyes revealed a hint of heat.
The legend of the entire New Territories, the existence who had flattened the entire Yuan Lang with a single blade.
He had once wanted to see Qin Xiao's elegance, but unfortunately, compared to Long Teng, he was really nothing.
He did not expect Qin Xiao to appear in front of him today.
What?
Upon hearing this, Qin Xiao's mouth twitched.
Emperor Qin, who gave him such a nickname? He was quite domineering, but he did not sound like a decent person.
In the world of gangsters, there were many nicknames such as Prince and Dragon Tiger.
However, if they really fought, they would all be useless and unpresentable.
"Duel."
"If you win, I'll follow you."
Luo Tianhong stared at Qin Xiao and spat out this sentence.
In front of Qin Xiao, he was not so arrogant that he could not see himself clearly.
Joining Long Teng was much better than fighting alone.
Of course, the premise was that Qin Xiao could beat him into submission.
"Alright."
Qin Xiao's expression suddenly changed.
The brutality and brutality were displayed in front of everyone.
At this moment, his entire body was filled with an extremely sharp edge.
Swoosh!
With a flick of his wrist, a steel saber that was glinting with a cold light appeared in his hand.
Luo Tianhong's face turned cold, and he also took out his eight-sided Han Sword.
The two of them faced each other.
Whether it was the members of Soaring Dragon Security or Luo Tianhong's lackeys, they all chose to retreat.
They didn't want to be accidentally injured.
"Come."
At this time, Luo Tianhong roared.
He raised his sword and charged forward, his body as vigorous as a tiger.
The cold light of the sword suppressed the nine states, and killing intent shot out.
"Hiss!"
Everyone watching the battle gasped.
His sword was not only as fast as lightning, but also as cold as frost.
If it were an ordinary person, their body would have been cut off by the eight-sided Han sword.
"Thump, thump."
Qin Xiao moved.
With a jolt of his feet, he pounced forward like a falcon from the nine heavens.
The horizontal blade in his hand slashed straight at the eight-sided Han sword.
Clang!
The sharp sound of metal clashing echoed in all directions.
Many people covered their ears.
The two extremely sharp weapons collided, producing countless sparks. They were dazzling and filled with killing intent.
Immediately, Qin Xiao's left hand turned into an eagle claw.
Stretching and pulling, Luo Tianhong's left hand was directly dislocated by him, dangling to the side.
"What?"
At this time, Luo Tianhong was greatly shocked, and before he could reattach his left hand.
Qin Xiao reached out his claws again and pulled him over.
Then, he pushed his right knee upward, and it crashed into Luo Tianhong's chest with a force of a thousand pounds.
"Ah!"
Luo Tianhong spat out blood and knelt on the ground.
The eight-sided Han sword fell by his feet.
"Can you get up?"
Qin Xiao looked down at Luo Tianhong from above."When you're out there, you have to stand at attention when you're beaten.”
"From now on, you're Long Teng's man.”
Luo Tianhong coughed a few times, but he didn't lose heart like a dead dog.
Instead, he looked delighted and looked at Qin Xiao with reverence.
He didn't care who was from which gang. He only submitted to the strong.
At some point in time, Luo Tianhong's original 4,500 men had been reduced to a handful.
Qin Xiao waved his hand, and the head of security behind him took over the Yuan Zhou Dance Hall.
As for the remaining gangsters, those who could be used would be sent to the security base in the North District for training.
Those that could not be used would be chased away.
Long Teng didn't leave behind a cripple…
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