"Ono?"

When he heard Neil's mother's name, Basson's eyes instantly turned red and were filled with anger.

Ono hid behind the Neil family. He was a little scared when he met Basong's angry eyes, but he still spoke: "President, I'm sorry. President Neil once saved my life. I can't let him die in vain!"

"You slandered me, I will kill you!"

Bassoon drew his gun and roared madly,

Yaksha, Qinggui, and the ghost immediately stood in front of Chen Fan, and then drew their guns and pointed them at Basong. However, Yemushi's men also drew their guns immediately: "President, please don't be impulsive. You should think about how to give Neil an explanation first!"

"Are you planning a rebellion?"

Basong roared at Yemushi. He wanted to shoot and kill Chen Fan directly, but he was afraid of Yemushi's men.

"Rebellion? You dare to point a gun at Master Liu. I think you are the one who is rebelling!"

Yemushi had a ferocious smile on his face.

At this moment, the hall suddenly became tense.

Chen Fan's side consisted of the Green Demon, the Demon Yasha, and Ye Mushi's men, totaling more than thirty people, while the other side was led by Basong and Kamejiro, with about a hundred people.

In terms of numbers, Basong's side had an absolute advantage, but now many members of the lower-level Songye Society knew that it was Basong who killed Neil, and their morale was somewhat low.

Some people are wary of Chen Bufan's identity as the Sixth Master of the Kunsa Group, so they are hesitant and wavering.

"What are you hesitating about? I'm telling you the truth, I was the one who killed Neil, but it was because he was instigated by Chen Bufan and wanted to betray me!"

"This Chen Bufan is no good either. He just arrived in Japan and he wants to take away all our power. All of us have come this far and sat in this position without shedding blood, sweat and hanging our heads on our belts."

"But as soon as Chen Bufan arrives, he's going to take back the power and position we worked so hard to gain and give it to his people. Can you tolerate that?"

"Today, my power as the guild leader is being taken away. Tomorrow, it will be you, you, or you!"

"Are you willing to let him take away everything you have without any effort?"

Bassoon shouted,

“I don’t want to!!”

Kamejiro took the lead and shouted, instantly setting off the scene.

"I don't want to! I don't want to!"

"No, we don't want to!"

"Why does he come and take away all our things?"

“.........”

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation. Finally, a smile appeared on Basong's face. He hid on Guijilang's body and shouted, "Then kill him! Kill Chen Bufan! Kill Chen Bufan, and we, the Songye Society, will officially break away from the Kunsa Group. From now on, we can let birds fly freely in the mountains and fish swim freely in the seas!"

"We no longer have to hand over 80% of our profits to the group. All of this profit belongs to us, to all of our brothers!"

“They’re all ours!”

“..........”

"Kill Chen Bufan!"

Kamejiro shouted,

"Kill Chen Bufan!"

"Kill Chen Bufan!"

"Kill him and all the profits will be ours!"

“........”

In an instant, the crowd was outraged, shouting and screaming. Countless people raised their guns and pointed them at Chen Fan, Yemusi and others. Even some of Yemusi's brothers behind him changed their expressions. If they didn't hand over 80% of the profits to Kunsa Group, how much money would that be!

Seeing the faces of some brothers slowly changing, Yemushi's face also changed slightly: "Sixth Master, you should quickly think of a solution. The brothers have some ideas in their minds!"

Yemushi also felt a little regretful. If Basong had agreed earlier to hand over 80% of the profits and then divided all the profits among the Songye Group, he might not have been instigated by Chen Bufan!

Chen Fan glanced at Ye Mushi indifferently, then turned his head away.

“Stop, stop, stop!”

Chen Fan stretched out his hands and pressed them lightly. When they heard Chen Fan's voice, the voices of the crowd gradually became lower.

"Everyone, I've been listening here for quite some time. I just want to ask you, where does your so-called 80% profit come from?"

Everyone was stunned, not knowing why Chen Bufan asked this.

"It seems like you kids aren't very eager to answer questions. Then, let Teacher Chen explain. Although the Matsuba Society has a number of shady businesses in Japan, 80% of its profits still come from selling flour to the group, right?"

"Do you think that if you kill me and backstab the group, the group will continue to provide you with flour?"

"By then, let alone 80%, even the 20% you should have won't be there. What will become of the Songye Society? Without financial support, its strength will be greatly reduced, and it will eventually be swallowed up by its competitors without a trace left!"

“........”

"Okay, I'm done. Now think carefully about it. Do you want to kill me and then Songye will collapse and lose more than 20% of the profit? Or kill Basong and you will still have more than 20% of the profit at the very least.

Maybe when I'm happy, I'll ask the group to give you an extra 20% profit. Wouldn't you make a fortune again?"

Chen Fan stopped, and the faces of the people who had just been furious showed hesitation again.

"Don't listen to Chen Bufan, he's lying to you!"

Basson shouted, but the hesitation on everyone's face became more and more obvious, and some even looked at him with fierce eyes.

Seeing the situation about to get out of control, Basong suddenly pulled out his gun: "Chen Bufan, I'm going to kill you!"

Bang!

Gunshots rang out, one bullet lodged in Bassoon's forehead, two bullets lodged in his chest, and blood gushed out instantly.

Plop!

Basong's body fell to the ground. Yaksha blew on the muzzle of his gun coquettishly and flicked his hair. The green ghost and his minions beside him put away their guns obediently.

"You're going to shoot and kill people, but you're still yelling like Shabi, afraid that others won't know! Shabi!"

Yasha cursed, then turned around with his gun in hand to look at Basong's men and shouted arrogantly: "Who else——"

Everyone: “…”

"Well done!"

At this moment, a voice sounded, and everyone looked over and saw Kamejiro standing up.

He first spat at Basong's corpse, then looked at Chen Fan flatteringly: "Basong rebelled and wanted to kill Sixth Master. He deserves death. Sixth Master, I, Gui Erlang, have always been forced to submit to Basong's tyranny. Fortunately, Sixth Master, you rescued us. When you first came, I was the first to receive you! Now that Basong is dead, if Sixth Master doesn't mind, I am willing to serve you at your side and do your best to please you!"

Bang!

Another gunshot rang out.

Yasha cursed: "You're trying to stand in my way and compete for my favor? You're courting death!"