Chapter 8171

Walking in front of the gang of tigers is a middle-aged man with his upper body exposed and a beautiful tiger tattooed on his chest.

"Shao Wenhua, you're really kind. Are you coming out at this moment?"

"Is it difficult? Are you really not afraid of death?"

At this point, the middle-aged man's tone slightly, immediately changed the front of the conversation, the way.

"Or do you naively think that your Jiulong gang will have any chance to turn over now?"

The middle-aged man looked at the members of the Jiulong gang and showed a sneer.

"Feng Mingsheng, you have a face to show up in front of me?"

"You son of a bitch, traitor, it's none of your business here!"

Shao Wenhua didn't speak, but he saw that Zheng Mingkai was already filled with righteous indignation. He glared at the middle-aged man with bare upper body, roared and said.

With Zheng Mingkai's words, the faces and expressions of all the members of the Jiulong Gang showed their anger.

Each of them glared at Feng Mingsheng fiercely. Feng Mingsheng raised his mouth and showed a sneer smile. He shook his right index finger and said.

"Mr. Shao, our Chinese ancestors have a good saying that those who know current affairs are heroes."

"Today, the Jiulong gang has long been the yellow flower of yesterday."

"Looking back, when we Jiulong gang were chased and killed by Chiyou hall people, we went to other places. I accompanied you guys all the way from China to Silla. It was quite brotherly. I, Feng Mingsheng, did my utmost."

"Boss Shao, I'll say that again. He who knows current affairs is a hero!"

"Now, your Jiulong Gang is a thing of the past. The horse will soon be eaten away by some local gangs in Silla."

"It's hard, but do you still have some naive ideas and intend to continue to resist?"

"Do you want me to go to hell with you?"

"Ungrateful son of a bitch

When Zheng Mingkai heard this, he could not help but scold in an angry voice.

But Feng Mingsheng didn't pay attention to what Zheng Mingkai said. Instead, he focused on Shao Wenhua, who was at the front of the crowd, and said with a smile.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit!"

"In Silla, it always depends on who has a big fist and who has the final say“

"I don't think you don't understand such a simple truth, boss Shao?"

"After all these years, boss Shao, haven't you come to your senses“

"As early as four years ago, with the death of our last leader, Shao Wenqiang, the Jiulong gang was finished and no longer exists!"

"Boss Shao, four years have passed, four years have passed! You should put it down, too? "

With that, Feng Mingsheng looks at Shao Wenhua with a sneer on his face.

After hearing that his elder brother Shao Wenqiang's death has been mentioned again, Shao Wenhua's eyes are also full of anger.

However, no matter how angry Shao Wenhua was in his heart, as the leader of the Kowloon Gang, he still didn't break out, and his face was calm.

Since Chiyou hall went south four years ago and his elder brother Shao Wenqiang died in the hands of Chiyou hall people, Shao Wenhua has since replaced his elder brother Shao Wenqiang as the new leader of the Jiulong gang.

After so many years of ups and downs, Shao Wenhua is much more mature than Shao culture a few years ago. He still has his own city and can stabilize the situation.

Shao Wenhua also knows that this is not the time to get angry with Feng Mingsheng.