Chapter 281

The disheartened situ benlei got up from the cement pile and looked at Yang Qiu in horror. It took him a long time to breathe out depressed. When he breathed out, he took this bloody smell.

His fist was so powerful that even if it was a piece of granite with a weight of 500 or 600 kg, it was completely broken, but the other party didn't move, and he punched himself out.

He could feel that it was pure power.

What a fucking freak.

Yang Qiu flashed a strange smile on her face, looked at him and said:

"You... Don't know martial arts at all? But your strength is so terrible, what a freak! "

Situ benlei was so depressed.

He thinks Yang Qiu is a freak, but Yang Qiu thinks he is a freak. Who is a freak?

Yang Qiu clapped her hands with a smile, looked at him and said faintly:

"Now, can you take me to the person I want to see?"

Situ benlei suddenly felt hot. The old sect leader may be right. Hongmen's hope may really lie with this guy.

Ten minutes later, situ benlei drove out of the back door of the chemical plant and drove up a narrow path.

The car was a pickup truck that was about to fall apart. The road was simply overgrown with weeds. Situ benlei drove for more than two hours to a mountain depression somewhere in a mountain forest. In the depression was a lake with an area of one square kilometer, next to a low and dilapidated wooden house.

Yang Qiu couldn't help thinking of his visit to the headquarters of the Green Gang. Is this the headquarters of Hongmen?

Hongmen is much stronger than the Green Gang, especially overseas. Hongmen's influence is huge. How can its headquarters be such a place?

The rows of broken wooden houses are windy on all sides. They are more dilapidated than the cowshed. It is estimated that they will fly out when the wind blows.

The dilapidated wooden house and the courtyard dam are full of weeds. Even the weeds on the lake are almost one person tall. Obviously, it has been abandoned for many years.

The old pickup truck crunched and stopped in front of a row of wooden houses. Situ benlei looked at Yang Qiu and said:

"Get off."

Yang Qiu smiled and jumped down from the split. Before his feet touched the ground, he felt a gloomy and solemn atmosphere.

There are beautiful mountains and rivers here and no one in the four fields. Except situ benlei, there is no second person to see, but Yang Qiu can feel that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him coldly. Those eyes come from all directions and stare at him with a murderous spirit.

Moreover, at least 30 high-precision sniper rifles were aimed at his head.

It's a big battle. You deserve to be the leader of Hongmen.

It's in the capital. There's a big gap between Hongmen and Jiangnan. Even if Hongmen has a deep background, it's easy to play with a sniper rifle. The old sect leader is really a big hand.

Fortunately, I didn't find the breath of monks.

It seems that the dark lines arranged by the other party are not specifically aimed at themselves.

Situ benlei didn't get off. Yang Qiu had to push open the door of the wooden house in front of him. With a creak, Yang Qiu saw the picture in the house clearly.

An old man was sitting with his eyes closed, his hair carefully combed towards the back of his head, his upper body was a silk black Tang suit, his lower body was a bell bottomed trousers, his feet were a pair of interlinked black cloth shoes, and his hands were holding two bright and heavy steel balls.

There is a long table and two long benches in the wooden house.

Yang Qiu walked over and sat opposite the old man.

The old man didn't open his eyes and Yang Qiu didn't speak.

The momentum of the old man is very similar to that of Lin Yilong, and also reveals a more powerful domineering spirit.

Lin Yilong's feeling to Yang Qiu is as steep as a mountain, and the old man's feeling to him is to dominate the world.

That kind of domineering, not strong or fierce look can have.

That's from the bottom of my heart.

"My name is king situ Dong. I thought you would die in my hands, but I didn't expect that I would beg for mercy!"

The old man slowly opened his eyes without any expression. When he looked at Yang Qiu, he even had a cold breath.

"I want to kill you. The people Lin Zhengkun wants to support are all the people I want to kill. I fought with Lin Zhengkun all my life. It seems that this time, I lost, not only lost, but also lost the whole game."

Yang Qiu looked at the situ Dongwang. Lin Zhengkun in his mouth should be the name of master Lin.

Lin Zhengkun, Lin Zhengheng, sure enough, the Lin family in Beijing and the Lin family in Jiangnan are one family.

"You guessed right. Lin Zhengkun and Lin Zhengheng are cousins. Do you want to know the gratitude and resentment between me and them? Do you want to know what is the relationship between these families and the five major sects in the capital? Do you want to know the story behind Hongmen? "

Yang Qiu didn't speak. After finishing this sentence, King situ Dong also closed his mouth, and then took a deep look at Yang Qiu. A glimmer of blood flashed in his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Yang Qiu still didn't speak. As time passed, the atmosphere in the room became extremely dignified, and even had a feeling of air freezing.

After ten minutes, Yang Qiucai smiled faintly and said softly:

"If I want to know this... What price do I have to pay?"

"Well, since you want to know, from now on, Hongmen is yours. Since you took over Hongmen, you have to bear your responsibility."

Yang Qiu never imagined that this seemingly domineering old man could play bad.

What do you mean you want to know that Hongmen is your own from now on?

"Did you come down from the upper boundary?"

Yang Qiu was stunned, nodded and said faintly:

"Yes!"

"Hehe, that old guy is all right. How did he know that the young master of Kunlun would be a person from the cultivation world? I fought with him all my life and lost miserably every time. It seems that God is doomed! "

Looking at Yang Qiu, King situ Dong couldn't help sighing:

"I encouraged Tianmen to control the Jiang family, and other sects to control more than half of the capital. I even handed over the leader of Hongmen to jiangliufeng. Seeing that the plan was about to succeed, you suddenly appeared. You are really the shit little master of Kunlun. I was defeated."

Yang Qiu's eyebrows gradually wrinkled. He looked at situ Dong Wang deeply and asked slowly:

"Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Lin Zhengkun's senior brother, the leader of Kunlun sect and the director of zero one bureau."

Yang Qiu suddenly lost her countenance. Hearing that he stared at the old man in front of him, she couldn't help but stare and say:

"How is that possible? You are the director of zero one bureau, and who is Mr. Lin? "

King situ Dong shook his head and said faintly:

"He is a cunning old thief!"

Yang Qiu was shocked.