After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away in the opposite direction.

Three days later, the masked man appeared in Wa State. He was in tatters and looked extremely miserable.

When he arrived at a Khun Sa stronghold, he hurriedly shouted: "I am the Seventh Master, come on, I have something important to report to my eldest brother, take me to the villa!"

After that,

He was so tired that he fainted on the ground. Several members of Kunsa rushed over. When they saw the mask on Qi Ye's face, they confirmed Qi Ye's identity and hurriedly carried him towards Kunsa's villa.

Not long after, in Kunsa's villa,

Kunsa, Lisa, and Black Emperor Kunbu sat together.

The masked Seventh Master stood in front of him in a mess.

Kunsa looked at Qiye with a sullen face. "Seventh Master, are you sure what you said is true? Is Sixth Master really married to that gray man named Rose? You said Sixth Master is an undercover agent?"

The Seventh Master nodded firmly, his face full of ferocity as he shouted, "Brother, I am absolutely certain that Chen Bufan is an undercover agent. When the Fourth Brother and I were chasing the murderer, his men suddenly attacked us from behind, and the Fourth Brother was killed on the spot. Only if I escaped quickly could I come back alive to see you!

"Brother, an undercover like Chen Bufan staying in the group is simply a disaster. Brother, quickly find a way to get rid of him!"

"What the hell is your dog's name? Lao Liu is a traitor? I'm the first one who doesn't believe it!!"

Hei Huang had been suppressing his anger. Chen Bufan's methods and personality were very much to his liking, so he and Chen Fan had always had a good relationship.

Ever since Chen Fan risked his life to save him last time and was grateful for his life-saving grace, Hei Huang has regarded Chen Fan as a brother who has shared life and death with him. Now that someone is slandering Chen Fan, he can no longer control his temper.

His fist, as big as a sandbag, was clenched so tightly that it made a crackling sound.

If they disagree with something, they will hit this rubbish that slandered Chen Fan with a hammer.

"Brother, help!"

Qi Ye's pupils shrank in fear, and he immediately ran towards Kunsa in a panic.

Kunsa frowned slightly.

"Third brother!"

Only then did Hei Huang stop his plan to attack the Seventh Master. He turned around and looked at Kun Sa angrily: "Brother, do you really want to believe this so-called Seventh Master who came out of nowhere?

Lao Liu was brought in by Lao Wu, and his background is very clean. Lao Liu has been in the group for almost ten years. Ten years! How much territory has he built for our group through his diligent work?

At the beginning, our group occupied less than 10% of the territory in Daxia, but over the years, our Kunsa Group has occupied more than 50% of the southern market. The Chachai Group and Luo Xinghan Group combined do not have as much as us.

Even in the north where we have never been able to reach, Lao Liu killed Huang Gou, occupied his territory, and successfully entered the northern market. Countless cops have died in his hands over the years, even the former head of the Gray Department died in his hands.

You call such people traitors? Grays?

If we really want to say that there are people in our Kunsa Group who look like gray men, I think the eldest brother wants the traitor to look like a gray man even more than the sixth brother! "

As he spoke, Hei Huang couldn't help but mutter.

Kunsa's eyelids twitched and the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard this?

"You big black bastard, just say Lao Liu if you want to, why are you bringing me into this?"

Kunsa directly slapped Heihuang on the head with a big fan, and the recoil pain made his palms tremble slightly.

"Damn it!"

Kunsa couldn't help but curse inwardly, but he still pretended to be expressionless on his face.

"That's right. In this entire group, even if there is a traitor or a mole, it could be me, Black Emperor, or your eldest brother, Kunsa, but it definitely can't be Lao Liu!

Anyway, I support Lao Liu. Big brother, if you want to kill Lao Liu, you can kill me too. Then you can make good use of your Lao Qi and let your Lao Qi conquer the world for you."

At the end of his speech, Hei Huang was aggrieved. He lowered his head and twisted the corner of his clothes with his two fingers.

Kunsa resisted the urge to slap Lao Heibi again and frowned.

When Hei Huang saw that Kunsa didn't say anything, he turned and looked at Lisa.

She winked and whispered, "Lisa, my niece, if you don't say something quickly, you'll lose your man! Don't think your sixth uncle is not as strong as my third uncle, but when I was taking a bath with him, I saw his big treasure.

That big guy, even I feel a little ashamed. You must not miss such a good man! Otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life! Also, I am still waiting for the day when he calls me Third Uncle! Hehehehe! "

Although Hei Huang lowered his voice, his loud voice was like a loudspeaker.

Kunsa watched as Black Emperor winked at Lisa and said some irrelevant things.

His hand was already on the holster at his waist.

Damn it,

Let me see whether your head is harder or my bullet is harder!

When Kunsa's hand pressed on the holster, Hei Huang couldn't help but shudder. He glanced at it and took a deep breath.

He knew that he had gone a little too far.

He should never have said such dirty words to Lisa. After all, Lisa was Kunsa's Achilles' heel.

He wanted to slap himself hard.

Why would you say something else but these...

Now, let alone saving Lao Liu, I myself am in danger.

He immediately stood back, his eyes turned,

“Ahahahaha!”

He suddenly laughed out loud, then walked behind Kunsa with a flattering smile, put his hands on Kunsa's shoulders and squeezed them gently.

"Brother.....Is my cooking skill still rusty?"

I heard Hei Huang's coquettish tone, flattering smile, and gentle hands.

"well!"

Kunsa sighed in his heart. Why should he get angry with a mentally retarded person whose IQ was no more than ten?

He dropped his hand from the holster.

Then he nodded slightly: "Well, the craftsmanship is indeed good."

"That's right, I'm an old craftsman! You don't know, before I met you, I was so poor that I didn't even have a wife. I could only rely on traditional crafts to make ends meet.

Over ten years, a full ten years, my hands have become so skilled that I can control both strength and speed to perfection! I guarantee that in one minute you'll feel limp, in two minutes you'll be soaring into the clouds, in three minutes you'll be soaring into the sky, and in four minutes you'll be so tired you'll be blowing bubbles~~"

The Black Emperor looked very proud.

The smile on Kunsa's face froze instantly. Damn it!

"Stop your dirty hands, you bastard! Get out of here!"

Kunsa's eyebrows twitched violently.

The Black Emperor could only retreat, standing aside with a wronged look on his face, looking at Kunsa with resentment.

Kunsa glared at the Black Emperor, then pulled the clothes from his shoulders and sniffed them.

He suddenly widened his eyes.

Damn,

Fishy!!!!!!!!!!