"Red-hair, who are you calling a dog's eye? You must be tired of living!" Uncle Li slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly. Within the main hall, more than a dozen people stood up one after another. They were all elites of the Blood White Group.

"If it wasn't for you, tell me, would Hu Ming An be able to sit in this position?" The gang has lost more than a billion baht this time, so I think we should let your Blood White Group pay! " Red hair was not a timid person. One had to know that his subordinates were all desperate, murderers. Although the Blood White Group dealt with the Golden Triangle group every day, the Blood Red Team was not afraid of him when it came to fighting strength.

"Back then, if it wasn't for me, could your father have become like that in the Red Blood Group? I want to retire, so I'll be the first to deal with you! " Uncle Li could not help but tremble in anger.

As for the red hair, it turned out that he was a bastard born from a prostitute and the leader of the Blood Red Team.

The moment the red hair heard that Uncle Li had exposed his background, he became extremely angry. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up as well, shouting angrily, "Old fart, I think you're already tired of living! If you want to die and tell me, I'll grant you that wish right now! " As the red hair went berserk, thirty people stood up in the main hall. They were the elites of the Red Team.

"Is that enough?!" If you want to rebel, get out! "

Monica, who was sitting in the boss's seat, finally slammed the table and stared into those cold almond-shaped eyes.

Hearing Monica's words, Uncle Li of the Blood White Group and the Red Haired of the Blood Red Group sat down angrily.

Inside the main hall, there was a burst of noise coming from his underlings as they hurriedly sat down.

Monica couldn't help but feel a heaviness in her heart when she saw this situation. Although these people acted like they were the bosses of the Flood Dragon Society, they simply didn't have any misgivings about their actions and behavior, and in her heart, she had always wanted to borrow Luo Liang's help to establish her prestige in the Flood Dragon Hall. So many times, she had deliberately given him water so that she could have an opportunity to form an alliance with him in the future.

However, he didn't expect that this Hu Mingan would be too reckless because of a Mei who ruined his plans. How could he let Luo Liang recruit him so easily?

Thinking of this, Monica's head began to ache. She really didn't know how her father established the Hong Dao Court. It seemed like there was a big difference between a woman and a man.

Everyone in the Main Hall looked at Monica with indifference. Now, the Hong Dao Hall had lost thousands of people and Hu Mingan had taken away billions of dollars. The Hong Dao Hall seemed as if someone had cut off one of its arms.

He definitely could not let that guy called Luo Liang off so easily.

What dozens of members of the German Mafia can't do, our Hong Taoist Hall has nearly 10,000 subordinates here, thousands against tens of thousands, even if the one who wrote the laws of war in China came, it would still be impossible for him to win in a society based on the laws of the underworld.

"If that's the case, then the Hong Dao Hall will be reorganized!"

Monica pushed away the strand of messy hair by her ear. Her willow-like eyebrows slightly furrowed. She deeply sighed in her heart. It seemed that she had no choice but to take this move.

Hearing Monica's words, not only the leaders, but even the other elites in the main hall also stood up in shock.

Restructuring the Hong Dao Hall?

The Main Hall, which was shrouded in killing intent and depression a moment ago, suddenly seemed like it had exploded. The disciples responsible for guarding outside thought that something had happened inside the Main Hall, so they hurriedly ran over.

Of course, the one who wrote the military strategy for his grandpa couldn't possibly come to Thailand at this time. However, the one who wrote the military strategy for his grandpa was currently in the silly underground boxing arena.

"F * ck his grandpa, this bunch of little Japanese want to invite a prince into an urn? Laozi doesn't like them. I'll throw a bomb in the urn I gave you and see if you'll come out!"

At this moment, Luo Liang was angrily walking around in the open space of the underground boxing ring.

Upon hearing Luo Liang's words, Xiao Meng quickly reminded him by grabbing Luo Liang.

"Boss, that won't do. Lil 'White is still in their hands. What if they kill him first, then rape him, then rape him?"

Xiao Meng's words caused Luo Liang's anger to rise even further.

"What about his grandpa? Then I'll just tie up my body with bombs and go in by myself and see what they want."

Once Luo Liang's words were spoken, the entire venue became so quiet that one could hear the sound of a needle.

After a long while, Hu Ming An suddenly said, "This seems to be a good idea."

Luo Liang immediately reacted. He clapped his hands as if he had thought of an idea.

"I've thought of it. When the time comes, I'll tie up the explosives and pounce on anyone who dislikes me. At that time, you guys should find an opportunity to save Lil 'White."

Everyone was stunned. This Luo Liang was really crazy. Wasn't he afraid that he would accidentally blow himself up?

Two and a half hours later, Luo Liang was still rolling his eyes when he appeared outside Wang Hai's restaurant, his body covered in explosives.

"It's just a small matter. Who said that I would tie up real explosives? Isn't it fine to tie up fake ones? Haha, I'm really too talented."

After speaking, Luo Liang swaggered into the wreckage of the Wang Haizhong restaurant.

Watching Luo Liang walk in, Xiao Meng and the other core members of the Star Gauze Society, who were hiding in the shadows on the other side of the street, couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat off their foreheads.

"Don't you know how to be afraid? You entered so casually? "

Xiao Meng looked at Luo Liang's back and could not help but admire him. This also … He's too much like Little Ma.

"I have no idea how he managed to survive until today."

Hearing his words, Scarface Liu nodded his head in agreement. Yes, I've seen it before. I've never seen anyone as fierce as him with a bag of fake explosives tied to his back.

Of course, it was a group of people that singlehandedly challenged him.

"A talent."

Even Hu Mingan, who was still in a depressed mood after seeing Luo Liang's back, couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

It wasn't until Luo Liang's figure completely disappeared from their line of sight that everyone present started to silently grope for the back street of Wang Haige's Chinese Restaurant.

Wang Haizhong Restaurant was their old home. They knew better than anyone that there was a hidden door that allowed them to enter without anyone noticing.

It was said that there were three holes for rabbits. Back when they were modifying Wang Haizhong Restaurant, Luo Liang had insisted that he was studying rabbit architecture and that he had set up several hidden doors in the kitchen and bedroom that were not easily discovered.

Who would have thought that it would actually come in handy.

He just didn't know if anyone would be able to use or not be discovered under the Hong Dao Hall's explosives. If they couldn't, then Luo Liang would really be prepared to challenge a group of people by himself.

Luo Liang walked into the restaurant. When he arrived at the lobby, he saw three ninjas from the mountain pass standing in the dark and looking at Luo Liang with cold eyes as if they were looking at a dead man. They were carrying an ocean-going katana on their backs.

"Bro, it's good that you guys moved. I thought it was because the sculpture of my Wang Haizhong Restaurant was burnt black."

As soon as Luo Liang entered, he jokingly smiled at the three of them.

And at this time, suddenly, in the darkness, another voice filled with immense energy rang out.

"Mr. Luo, after fighting for the past few days, I appreciate your craftiness. Therefore, after your death, I will fulfill your wish and turn your corpse into a black sculpture. Put it here for the people of the Star Gauze Society to pay tribute to you at this time of the year."

With this sound, a dozen or so people came down from the rickety stairs of the restaurant. They were none other than the Italian Mafia, led by Jorus.

At this time, Luo Liang kindly reminded them, "The staircase is not sturdy at all because of the fire. Please don't walk on it together like this. Be careful of collapsing."

However, just as he finished his words, the ground beneath Jorus' feet suddenly became empty, and the staircase rumbled.