Seeing his savior arrive, Gao Xin's groans grew louder again.

"Who did this?"

Gao Qijiang asked in a cold voice.

"It's him, the one in the black suit!"

Gao Xin pointed to Lin Dong not far away and said resentfully.

Gao Qijiang strode over without saying a word, his eyes flashing with a sinister and ruthless light.

"Did you hurt my son?"

"yes."

"Very well, let's cut off one hand. Left or right?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong couldn't help but laugh:

"Boss Gao, right? Aren't you going to ask what happened?"

Gao Qijiang also laughed, but his laugh was somewhat sinister:

"When I, Gao Qijiang, want to break someone's hand, I never ask why."

"Oh? So there's no room for negotiation?"

Lin Dong suppressed his smile, slowly stood up, and met Gao Qijiang's gaze without flinching.

"Um... Mr. Gao, there might be some misunderstanding about this..."

Fan Gui also stood up, about to explain.

"Fan Gui, who do you think you are? You have no right to talk to me!"

Gao Qijiang rudely interrupted him, clearly showing he was going to show no mercy.

Behind Gao Qijiang, apart from the few people guarding Gao Dashao, hundreds of gang members dressed in black leather jackets surged forward with a "whoosh".

Fan Gui's men were not to be outdone; a large group of them swarmed to the other side.

The two groups faced off, and war was imminent.

"Am I, Wan Qingshan, qualified to speak to you?"

A rough and loud voice rang out.

Wan Qingshan pushed through the crowd with both hands and walked in with a dark face.

Damn it, you're publicly humiliating my subordinates? Are you really that arrogant, Gao Qijiang?

"dad."

When Wan Ya saw her father, her heart, which had just been hanging in suspense, was relieved again.

"Shut up, I'll settle the score with you when we get home!"

Wan Qingshan pointed at his daughter and cursed angrily, then took Lin Dong's left hand, looked at it, and frowned, saying:

"Kid, you're injured? You didn't lose, did you?"

"I didn't lose. One against eight, a complete victory."

"Wow, that's amazing! You're not only smart, but you're also a great fighter! Hahaha..."

Wan Qingshan smiled, then greeted Wang Hu at the bar before waving to Gao Qijiang:

"Gao Qijiang, you can't touch my people until the reason for this is cleared up."

"Really? What if I insist on moving?"

"You can give it a try."

"Wanqing Mountain, in terms of numbers, you can't beat me. In terms of fighting strength, your side is just a rabble. You really want to fight? Hehehe..."

"You're trying to scare me? I, Wan Qingshan, was raised to be scared."

"I don't need to scare you. If I, Gao Qijiang, decide to make a move, no one can protect me tonight!"

As Gao Qijiang spoke, he picked up a glass from the table and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Splash!"

The wine glass shattered, and both groups took another step closer. The tension was palpable, and they were just waiting for the boss's order to attack.

The atmosphere at the scene became extremely tense and oppressive.

"Gentlemen, may I say something first?"

Facing over a hundred menacing gang members, Lin Dong calmly lit a cigarette and then said unhurriedly:

"I just want to ask one question: After midnight, who's in charge of the North District?"

Gao Qijiang, the leader of the Gao Xin Gang, one of the three major underground forces in the North District.