"What's more, Liao Yuanhai, the old leader of jusha Gang, is not clear in your mind after all these years of ups and downs?"

"Liao Yuanhai, is he the kind of person who runs the train with his mouth full after a few cups of horse urine?"

"If Liao Yuanhai is not sure, will he invite his brothers to the first villa in the south of the Yangtze River and say such ridiculous words?"

Sitting next to Liao Yuanhai of jusha Gang, a big man with a bare upper body sees that the situation is getting more and more chaotic. After everyone says that they don't like Liao Yuanhai, he suddenly gets up, slaps heavily on the round table, stares at the beads, and yells at everyone at the table.

"That's right. Let's not speculate here. Let's see what Liao Yuanhai of the giant sand Gang says."

With one word down, all the people on the scene stopped their respective voices and focused on Liao Yuanhai, who was sitting high in the first place.

"In fact, what you have just said is not totally unreasonable!"

Liao Yuanhai gave a little meal, and then he spoke slowly.

However, as soon as he finished his sentence, he shook his head again and gave a meaningful smile.

"Of course, if there are only a few of us, it would be like a fool's dream to challenge the three giants of the underground world in the south of the Yangtze River, which are powerful in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, on our own."

"Let's not talk about anything else, just the Jiulong Gang among the big three, that's enough for us to have a good drink!"

"But just as the saying goes, heaven can still live if he does evil, but he cannot live if he does evil himself!"

"At present, the Jiulong Gang dig their own graves. They have provoked a terrible enemy that they can't afford in their whole life."

"Now, there is a big man with a clear eye who wants to eradicate the Jiulong gang from the world!"

"If you think about it, if the Jiulong Gang is eradicated, then the sites, industries and various interests left behind by the Jiulong gang will be a golden opportunity for all of us here."

"Liao Yuanhai, do you mean the Chen family, the imperial capital?"

At this time, it was obvious that the middle-aged man of a gang leader was the first to speak, and he also extended his right index finger and pointed to the direction of the ceiling.

Indeed, for such a Xiuzhen family as the Chen family, the imperial capital, which has been handed down for hundreds of years, for the present group of people, it's just like the God coming down to earth. OK!

And the people who can appear in this elegant room today are all big men with a head and a face on the road.

Even if they haven't seen a pig run, have they always eaten pork?

Therefore, these people, more or less, have heard all kinds of rumors about the Chen family in the imperial capital.

Of course, they have only heard about it by some means, and they have not really touched it.

After all, for so many people present at the top of the pyramid, Xiuzhen aristocratic family, the imperial capital of Peiping, is a terrifying existence