Chapter 259

The leaders looked at each other. They heard several meanings from Lingyun's words.

First, Lingyun is ready to officially set up a flag and stick and establish Qingyun gang in the University City; Second, Jufu club, the stronghold of axe sect, will become the industry of Qingyun sect; Third, these gangs may or may not obey the Qingyun sect, but the business they do can't harm nature and reason, otherwise the Qingyun sect will destroy them.

First, it's good to say that Lingyun has the strength to establish Qingyun gang.

The second thing is that the people are ha ha. Yang Kaishan is dead, but the axe gang is not finished. How can they sit and watch the Qingyun Gang occupy their stronghold, which makes them feel that Ling Yun is too arrogant.

As for the third article, people have different thoughts. What is a shameful business?

This is really hard to define. Is it OK for female college students to sell themselves? Does selling ecstasy count? Does usury count? Does it count to open a casino? Does the protection fee count?

If these most lucrative businesses are not allowed, what kind of gangster do they mix with? Just wash it white.

Even the Xiaodao club is very dissatisfied with this last item. After all, the main source of income of the Xiaodao club is to open casinos and take profits. How can there be fewer female college students sitting in bars, KTVs and other entertainment places.

Ling Yun quietly observed their expressions. Seeing that they were silent, he knocked on the table and said in a deep voice:

"I know you have doubts about unscrupulous business, so I'll make it clear here. First, it's not allowed to coerce good people into prostitution. If a girl is willing to degenerate and is willing to earn this money, I won't mind her own business. The premise is that she must be voluntary; second, whoever is contaminated with drugs such as heroin or ecstasy is not allowed, otherwise don't blame me Ruthless; 3、 Casinos and gambling stalls can be opened as long as you have the ability, but you are not allowed to induce gambling, cheat gambling, and ruin people's property. Can your conscience live? 4、 Usury is not impossible, but it should also be done according to your ability. First find out the borrower's repayment ability. Don't go anywhere. It's not lending, it's someone else's life. You can control it by yourself; 5、 Collecting protection fees and lending is the same truth. We should size up the situation and act according to our ability. A vendor who sets up a stall earns so much hard-earned money in a month. You all take it away as protection fees. How can you let others do their business? My suggestion is that vendors who can't make a few money should not accept it. Entertainment places with large profit margins can increase the price appropriately, and where they can't make up for the small money, so that the vendors have a way to live and won't let people point at our backbone and scold us for not being things. "

"Master Yun, the Qingyun sect hasn't set up a staff yet. Is it a little early? I think it's better to wait until you stand firm and let the axe sect quit here completely."

Baturu leisurely lit a cigarette and said in a strange way.

"Don't bother, boss. I'll care about the axe gang!"

Ling Yun said calmly, with a strong attitude: "the conditions I just said are not asking for your opinions, but the notice of Qingyun gang. It's up to you whether to implement it or not, but something goes wrong at that time. Don't blame me for not saying the ugly words ahead."

"Bang! I'm not used to being coerced by others in the black knife camp. The university town is not the territory of your Qingyun Gang now. I'd like to see how good master Yun is."

Baturu slapped the table hard, stood up and walked out with a sneer: "let's go!"

Seeing that batulu didn't bird Lingyun directly, the fat Buddha's face flashed a struggle and wanted to leave, but he hesitated and sat down.

Tang Chengdong stood still, and a Bao looked at his nose, mouth and heart, as if an old monk had settled down.

"Boss Ba doesn't give me face?"

Lingyun raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"If I don't give you face, what can you do? A little girl, it's good to go home and wait on the man if she has nothing to do. What are you doing out there?"

Batulu grinned and showed his yellow teeth. He stopped and smiled mockingly at Lingyun.

A group of younger brothers behind him immediately burst into laughter and looked at Lingyun with an obscene look on their face.

"Die!"

Feng Jun's face sank and his body rushed to batulu like lightning.

"Hum, this move is similar to dealing with waste materials such as ah Bao. It's still tender to deal with my black knife camp."

Baturu was happy and fearless. He had already set an ambush at the door. He stepped back and shouted, "black knife camp, attack!"

Bang!

Baturu let out a scream, covered his face and fell to the ground.

Feng Jun's figure is like electricity. He has returned to Lingyun's back and stood with his hands tied. He sneered at the speech: "shit black knife camp, local chicken and tile dog, vulnerable."

"You..."

Baturu asked incredulously, "how... How is it possible? There are 50 grassland warriors in my black knife camp."

The crowd was horrified and surprised. They secretly rejoiced that they had not left with baturu just now. The fat Buddha wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"I think you can't see the Yellow River. Your heart won't die, Pa Pa!"

Lingyun slowly stood up and slapped, "then prove it to boss ba."

"Yes, master Yun!"

A loud answer came from the darkness.

Then the calf came out with a large knife in his arms and threw it on the ground. It was the special weapon of the grassland man - the full moon machete.

Baturu looked like earth and said in a deep voice, "where are my brothers?"

"Don't worry, boss Ba, we Qingyun Gang won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. At least, we won't kill them until your black knife camp violates the rules formulated by master Yun. Your brother is just knocked unconscious."

Peng Haitao also came out with a large number of full moon machetes, threw them on the ground and said with a smile: "boss Ba, do you want to count, fifty, a lot."

Batulu's face was uncertain. After a long time, he bowed in accordance with the rules of the Jianghu: "my black knife camp will follow the rules of Lord Yun."

"Well, I hope boss Ba keeps his word, otherwise it won't look good to tear his face at that time."

Lingyun said calmly, neither soft nor hard.

"Prairie man has always made a promise. I batulu spit a pit and will never repent!"

Baturu said angrily, "can I go now?"

"Yes, take your brothers with you."

Ling Yun knew for a long time that it was impossible for the black Sabre camp to join the Qingyun sect. It was the biggest gain for batulu to be soft. He simply let go.

"Then I'll leave first!"

Baturu touched his bruised face and said angrily, "take those wastes back to me."

"Yes, boss."

A gang of gangsters answered weakly and scattered to search for the trace of the swordsman of the black knife camp.

"Be careful!"

At this time, the sudden change rose, and the silent marine suddenly screamed, and his figure rushed to baturu like a cheetah.

Baturu only felt his cold hair standing upright, and a strong sense of danger shrouded him. He thought the land war wanted to kill him. With a roar, he took out his waist machete and cleaved to the land war.

There was a bang.

The land battle sent out a dull hum. Baturu slashed on the shoulder of the land battle, and he was knocked to the ground by the land battle. The bullet rubbed his scalp. The bullet hit the wall and blew a hole with a big fist, which startled him into a cold sweat.

He then reacted that the land war saved his life, but he cut the land war, which made him feel guilty.

His lips murmured, "I'm sorry, I thought you were going to kill me."

The left shoulder of the continental war was split into a knife edge with deep bones. The blood flowed and the face turned white: "it's not your fault. You go and hide first."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole man fled into the darkness like lightning.

Mavericks and Peng Haitao looked gloomy and ran to the location where the gunman shot without saying a word.

Baturu's younger brother had long been frightened by the gunshot, screamed and fled in all directions.

Batulu tumbled into the hotel several times on the ground and bowed with a sincere Fist: "I owe God Yun a life."

Lingyun waved his hand, frowned and asked Feng Jun anxiously, "does brother Lu matter?"

"A little injury, no harm."

Feng Jun stood vigilantly behind Lingyun and looked around fiercely.

"Who on earth wants to kill boss Ba?"

Lingyun feels a little at ease and looks at batulu and asks.

Baturu was still in shock. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, smiled bitterly and said, "who can live outside without many enemies? I don't know who it is."

The fat Buddha said thoughtfully, "if boss Ba dies here, I'm afraid the seventh Prince's house will not give up with Lord Yun."

Lingyun and others changed their faces. Feng Jun flashed a cold light in his eyes and whispered, "do you mean someone wants to kill batulu and plant it for us, master Yun?"

The fat Buddha frowned, shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile, "I didn't say anything. No one can afford to offend my small business."

"MD, it must be the axe gang. When Yang Kaishan is killed, they play Yin and want to kill me and blame Lord Yun. The seventh Prince's mansion will certainly fight with Lord Yun. The axe gang of dog day is at odds with you."

Batulu's face was livid. He thought of passing by death before, and suddenly roared angrily.

Ling Yun frowned and felt cold in his heart. The axe gang is too vicious.

"Lord Yun, we should be careful. We don't know how many snipers they ambushed."

Feng Jun whispered, but sighed in his heart.

"Everyone be careful. Don't sit in a prominent position and become the target of the gunman."

Lingyun nodded and kindly reminded.

"Thank you, master Yun!"

Tang Chengdong and others thanked with gratitude and moved their seats to avoid becoming the target of the gunman.

"Hey, I don't know how brother Lu is?"

Lingyun muttered with a heavy heart.

"Don't worry, master Yun. Brother Lu will be fine. This injury is nothing to him."

Feng Jun comforted again and again.

Baturu was full of guilt: "it's all my fault. I mistakenly thought that the brother wanted to kill me and hurt my benefactor. I really deserve it."

"Forget it, it's not your fault. You're also an instinctive reaction. Brother Lu will understand."

Feng Jun was not good at words. He said in a blunt tone, which made baturu blame himself even more.

The fat Buddha's eyes twinkled and looked thoughtful. I didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Jun glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and an imperceptible killing opportunity flashed in his eyes.

Before long, Lu Zhan came back with the help of Mavericks and Peng Haitao.

The gunman was so cunning that he escaped thousands of miles without a shot. When they arrived, they had already run away.

They scolded angrily and hurriedly bandaged the wound for the land war. Fortunately, although the wound was deep, it didn't hurt the bone.

Baturu apologized again, and the Marines generously forgave him before he left with gratitude.

Lingyun kindly asks someone to protect him from another killer. He gets batulu's gratitude again and again, saying that the black knife camp will never be an enemy of Qingyun gang.