Chapter 457

457 two experts

Wang Baiqiang was speechless this time.

More than 30 people died in the municipal hospital, and hundreds of people were injured, and the hospital was also bombed with holes everywhere!

Such cases can't be covered up if you want to cover them up! Things are too big!

There are too many dead and injured people, and local officials will be affected!

A shocking case swept city A.

"The top 100 are exaggerating this time."

Sun Jialiang, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, sat on the sand of the villa, with a pipe in his mouth and a copy of today's newspaper in his hand.

Sun Jialiang was also born in the marketplace in his early years, but now he is different. After he had money and power, he slowly cleaned his identity. Now he is a major shareholder of a listed company, and several of his shareholders are government dignitaries.

As long as he can let these shareholders take money, he can exchange for a better career. Now sun Jialiang is a famous taxpayer in city a, an advanced entrepreneur, and a deputy to the regional people's Congress.

Soon, he can become a politician. All he needs is time and opportunity.

Back here, I want to tell Wang Baiqiang everything about the Yellow regiment. Because from tomorrow, sun Jialiang will be completely separated from the Yellow regiment. But he can't stop the Yellow regiment, which is a very convenient means for him after all.

He just needs to control his nephew. In this way, his identity is clean and he can have his own influence on the underworld.

Yellow regiment, this is the key!

But I didn't expect that as soon as I came back, everything seemed different.

Yellow regiment, out of control.

No, it can not only be described as out of control! The Yellow regiment has been completely abandoned!

Even the top 100 were put in prison, and even if they were able, they couldn't help him. He has to put the bottom of the prison through this time!

"Who did it?"

Sun Jialiang asked while reading the newspaper.

"I don't know..."

The little brother with broken legs was sitting in a wheelchair, his face full of panic, "those four people... They, they are too powerful... Our more than 200 good yellow swordsmen... They are not their opponents at all..."

"These four people are well prepared to advance and retreat."

Looking at the big case reported in the newspaper, sun Jialiang said slowly, "as long as you find out who wants to deal with us, you can naturally see the true faces of these four people by eliminating the law."

"Mr. Sun... Too many people want to deal with us..."

The younger brother hurriedly said, "apart from others, now even the red dragon club and the pioneer army can't get along with us."

"These two gangs... Everyone will tear them up sooner or later."

Sun Jialiang is indeed a person who does great things, and his mind is very clear, "but they won't do it like this. In this way, people in city a are in danger, and the public security will increase the force of punishment, which is not good for anyone. Moreover, even the top 100 are involved, which is contrary to the purpose of the three. Although Liu wench and Yang ruining are ambitious, they dare not do so."

"Then I really don't know who it is..."

"Have the Yellow regiment had any enemies recently?"

Sun Jialiang asked.

"No one..."

I also don't understand who they are provoking. In many places, the Yellow regiment will have conflicts with other forces.

"Recently, the closer the better."

Sun Jialiang's voice had a gentle force, "who did the Yellow regiment have a conflict with?"

"There have been some conflicts with a popular person of Miss Liu Xinnan."

The younger brother said honestly, "although the other party is only a high school student, he seems to be able to play. Miss Liu especially appreciates him."

"High school students?"

Sun Jialiang gently knocked on his pipe. "For this high school student, what conflict does the Yellow regiment have with him?"

"Our yellow regiment..."

"It's your yellow regiment."

Sun Jialiang reminded, "don't call it wrong next time."

"Yes, Mr. Sun..."

The younger brother quickly changed his words, "he beat up the scalper of our yellow clothes regiment who was in the city hospital at that time. He also robbed the market in the old city... But besides us, Mr. Sam of the United States is also interested in him, and we asked for some information about him..."

"I see."

Sun Jialiang nodded. "Find a time. I want to talk to this high school student."

"Ah?"

The younger brother was a little surprised. What kind of person is Mr. Sun, who should condescend to talk to a high school student?

"Go ahead and help me arrange this."

"Know, know..."

The younger brother nodded and had to do it for Mr. Sun.

At the same time, Murong Ying also followed the Luoma ancient road and finally came to Wudang Mountain.

It's not 15 yet, and it's still the new year. Even on this Qingxiu Wudang Mountain, there are red lights, quite festive.

There is still light snow on Wudang Mountain. The snow and red light reflect each other, adding a sense of mystery.

Murong Ying followed the Wudang disciple along the path of the back mountain and went all the way to the main hall of Wudang Mountain sect.

The largest one in Wudang Mountain is Zhenwu hall, which is full of pilgrims. Murong Ying naturally did not go to Zhenwu hall, but followed the young Wudang disciples to a small courtyard.

There is a huge stone chessboard in the yard. Two people are sitting face to face, as if they are playing a game.

Hongfang is an old Taoist wearing a light white robe. He is full of Fairy Spirit, like a fairy under the earth. The old Taoist priest sat there with one hand holding the dust and the other pointing to the chessboard, as if thinking about how to go next.

Black Fang is a bald old monk with white eyebrows. The old monk has a pair of long-lived eyebrows, which are enviable from the corners of his eyes to his shoulders.

The two of them sat on both sides of the chessboard, just waved their palms, and used their internal skills to urge the chess pieces to play chess.

That stone chess piece is as big as a millstone. But in the hands of the two masters, they danced across the air and moved freely.

Two people come and go, invisible fight.

They are not only fighting chess, but also their own internal power.

The little snow met the two of them, fell to one side, never touched.

The young disciple was about to report with Murong Ying, but was stopped by Murong Ying.

When two masters play chess, she has no reason to disturb them.

This old Taoist is the leader of Wudang Mountain and the inorganic Taoist priest. The one opposite him is the abbot of Shaolin, master yuxu.

Both of them are masters in the Wulin, and their Kung Fu is also the peak level of perfection. However, five years ago, both of them were defeated by Murong Ying's sword. But the two of them didn't feel anything wrong. Instead, they treated Murong Ying as a lost friend.

"Will!"

Master yuxu suddenly dropped a son, blocking all the retreat of wujizi.

"I won this game!"

Master yuxu seems to be a little proud.