Chapter 111

Black gang fighting for territory does not necessarily hurt human lives, but casualties are inevitable. It is related to the change of dynasties. No one is willing to submit to others, let alone accept change.

Just change is imperative.

The setting sun shines obliquely into the entrance of the alley and falls on the mottled wall of the old building in the old city. It reflects the water droplets hanging on the eaves and the bright red marks on the blue stone tile ground. There is a faint smell of blood in the clear air after the rain.

"Send people to the hospital, and take those who are willing to stay into the gang." Qin Qing looked at the Qinglong Gang lying on the ground and gave the finishing instruction. The orange light fell on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Even if there were scars on her face, it was still exquisite and beautiful.

But no one expected that the green dragon sect would lose so quickly and miserably because of her joining.

She looked up at the seven color rainbow in the sky after the rain, narrowed her eyes, slowly stretched out her hand and clenched her fist in the air, with a clear voice, "night help, win!"

Night Gang, win!

After hundreds of years of absence, the dragon head, which had been silent for many years in the dark road, was finally raised. Facing the gorgeous sunset and seven color rainbow in the sky, the name of yebang finally entered people's vision again.

Countless gang members stood behind her and looked at the slender but extremely tall back. Their eyes couldn't help but warm.

"Night Gang, win!" Lao Hei couldn't help but stretch out his hand and smashed his fist into the sky, accompanying the boy to make such childish moves.

Then

"Night Gang, win!"

"Night Gang, win!"

……

One, two, and finally the slogan came together. Countless fists echoed, and the cry echoed in the streets of the old city for a long time.

So far, the battle for the territory of city B officially ended. The night Gang boarded the ranks of the three giants with lightning speed, and its iron and blood wrist also blew a lot of waves on the road.

At the same time, the charm Casino also took advantage of the situation to blossom everywhere in city B, and the rapid momentum soon attracted the attention of interested people.

In the deep-water villa in Macao, mahjong collision sounds are heard from time to time in the retro luxury house covering an area of 1000 mu. In front of large landing windows, there is not a piano, but a scenic mahjong table. In order to meet the needs for a long time, even the seats are comfortable and high.

"Touch." the man sitting on the left was wearing a Tang robe with exquisite maintenance. He threw out a card with his fingers. The glasses hanging on his face reflected a bright light under the light. After touching the card, he said slowly: "I heard an interesting thing recently. There was a little girl on the mainland who is said to have good skills."

I don't know. I thought he was talking about traditional technology.

Hearing the speech, the two people next to each showed a mocking laugh, "Lao Yu, don't lose face here. You dare to say anything in front of me."

"Yes, now this wave of young people either talk big or don't adjust all day. Where do they come from?"

"That's true." the man called Lao Yu smiled and didn't refute, but his eyes were a little playful. "It's just that I heard that the child shook a pillar to hold the sky, and he was the same seventeen years old."

Seventeen years old, one pillar holding the sky high.

It is not uncommon for these two things to separate, but when they are combined, they have to be noticed.

The sound on the table was quiet. The man who had been flat faced and didn't open his mouth finally opened his mouth in a low and calm voice, "is it the ghost of the family?"

The man wore gray hair and was afraid in his sixties. The long wrinkles on a thin face pulled together. He looked very mean and inhumane. At this time, he didn't care about the girl's identity. The spearhead was directed at the mysterious Feng family.

The girl who was in high spirits at the Macao casino is still fresh in people's memory. After that incident, his career was also severely damaged, which is still engraved on his mind today.

Yu shook his head and stroked the flower birds on the card. His voice was a little cautious. "It's not clear for the time being, but I heard that the child came from a scholarly family and was driven out to join the casino. His talent is good. I just don't know whether this skill is enough for the entry qualification of the trial."

As one of the participants in the incident that year, he knew what it meant once the family was involved, and he hoped it was just a coincidence.

If the other side can't even reach the entry threshold of the trial, it won't be a threat.

"Hum, don't you have two brushes to go out to the Jianghu? Is the Jianghu so easy to go?" Guan Leng snorted, touched a card, and then pushed the face of the card. It was a complete thirteen one, with extremely beautiful design and color.

Yu Xiannian knew that he was angry and had played the role of a military master for many years. He would not understand each other's meaning. He immediately lowered his eyes and said, "I will arrange it."

Make a good arrangement for a play so that the young students can experience how difficult the Jianghu road is.

Qin Qing, who was thousands of miles away, didn't know that someone was behind her. After the night party, she had to spare energy to deal with her heavy studies and make up for the lost credits in the month near the end of the term.

After losing three competitions in a row and leaving late and early for countless times, the teachers who cultivate good seedlings finally lost heart and marked such a handsome young man as a poor student.

The "poor students" who spend all day in the Internet cafes with the school dregs of class 7 are always struggling in the front line of the emperor's return.

"You have a new email. Please pay attention to the national audition activities and the doubling of points. As long as you have the courage to stand at the top, four-year credits are not a dream."

A week ago, this eye-catching prompt made Qin Qing plunge into the software and brush all the way from the lowest trumpet into the national audition for 10000 people for high school credits once and for all.

"I'll go. The number of applicants this year has doubled over last year. There are 100000 online. Are there so many top students in the country? I refuse to believe it! "

"Refuse to believe + 10086"

"Knocking on the blackboard focuses on four years of credits. This year, even college students are incorporated together. The crazy point competition is simply killing high school students unilaterally."

"The competition system is unfair. It's just taking the future hope of the motherland as a stepping stone. I'm going to brush another Huanggang to calm my anger."

The public chat channel has been in full swing since the audition. Qin Qing has set up a shielding state and occasionally takes a look at it.

Today, when she first entered the level 10 function competition, the message box automatically popped out, and someone opened a small horn to shout publicly.

"Gifted students: Qinghai alliance" Aite "freshmen: Bai Yiqing Xiang".

In fact, few people use this kind of public trumpet. After all, people all over the world are in a pop-up window. The whole world knows the content of their chat, which is bound to attract many people to watch.