Chapter 230

The wind Thunder Tiger stretched out his hands and said, "stop. From today on, he is your boss. I'm the second. Bah, it's really ugly. I'm the second brother! I'm called the eldest brother."

Yunmenglong stood out from the wind and Thunder Tiger. Hundreds of people were confused for a moment. They thought what happened to the boss and where to find such a handsome and messy handsome boy as the boss, but they had no right to intervene. They bowed to yunmenglong in unison and said, "Hello, brother."

Yunmenglong began to sigh: the underworld is different. The big brother they call out is much more authentic than those soldiers. No wonder the underworld people like to chop people.

"Hello, brothers, Yunmeng dragon has no ability, but I can guarantee that from today on, no one can bully you, only you bully others. If someone dares to bully you, I'll let him die without a place to bury." Yunmeng dragon has a momentum of arrogance over the world.

The crowd heard the blood spurt and said in unison, "long live the eldest brother and the second brother."

Yunmeng dragon reached out his hand and held the wind Thunder Tiger together, crossed into a cross, and said, "from now on, the Thunder Tiger hall will be renamed Longhu gate!"

Listen to this: longhumen, I heard it. Isn't it the cartoon painted by Huang Yulang? Does changing the name constitute infringement?

Yunmenglong glanced at everyone's questions and said, "brothers, if you have anything to say, I can listen if I can, but I can't hear if I can't. don't you think the name of longhumen doesn't sound good. Why don't we have a meeting to discuss it?"

Everyone thought: anyway, the boss took the name. Even if the infringement is not his own business. So he said in unison, "it's a mess. Long live the dragon and tiger gate!"

Long live longhumen! Long live longhumen!

When everyone shouted slogans enthusiastically in the longhumen parliament hall, there were many big men in black suits in the mountains, and some dressed strangely and quite shady. They were dressed in seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, wrapped tightly, and some promising young people wearing kimonos and clogs. They looked around like headless flies. The first person was fan Douli. He said to the meat ball that was almost one head short: "chattering ￥ # ￥%..."

I can't understand Japanese. According to the Translation: "shit, the Thunder Tiger hall is a mouse nest. Why is it so difficult to find."