After spending a few days in the black market, Yejiu and Shiqi returned home with a lot of goods.

Duanmu Rong, who was in Fengyu Hall, heaved a sigh of relief after hearing his subordinates' report. "Finally, they're gone!"

These two are like time bombs, making people nervous and alert at any time.

Leaning back in his chair, Duanmu Rong tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingertips before lazily asking, "What has Fenglei Sect been up to lately?"

This is the power that Yejiu has in the black market and it cannot be underestimated.

At present, Luo Yufan is dead, and his Tiger Tooth Gang has also been wiped out.

Now only the King Kong League, the Flame Dragon Gang, and the Wind and Thunder Sect are left.

The King Kong League and the Flame Dragon Gang have been taken down by Duanmu Rong with drastic measures.

There will no longer be times when the two factions are fighting and disagreeing with each other every day.

With Duanmu Rong around, no one dared to vent their anger. They were all very cautious, fearing that they would become the second Huya Gang.

Except for Yejiu's Fengleimen.

When talking about Feng Lei, the subordinates standing next to them became uneasy.

Ever since Fengleimen was exposed as Yejiu's men, they have not been as obedient as before and no longer hide their true intentions.

The huge profits they earn on their territory are like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

The people at Fengyutang couldn't stop them, after all, they were running a legitimate business and hadn't done anything illegal.

that is……

The booming business had a direct impact on Fengyutang.

Don’t ask what kind of business is being run on Fengleimen’s territory. Anyway, as long as it can bring huge profits, they are involved.

Fortunately, they don't deal in those low-quality things and are very decent.

It is because of this that Fengyutang cannot catch their faults.

Things on the black market are always precious and rare, and the prices are sky-high, which is scary.

Even so, there are still many wealthy people who come to the black market to buy treasures.

Therefore, Yejiu was not worried at all about spending so much money, because he would earn it back in the end anyway.

But Duanmu Rong was not happy.

The business has been directly affected, so how can I support my subordinates?

Just as Duanmu Rong was thinking about it, his sister Duanmu Yue rushed out with a mobile phone, holding his hand, crying anxiously, "Brother, Grandpa is critically ill!"

Duanmu Rong jumped up from the chair, his eyes were extremely dark, and there was a storm brewing in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he took his sister, brought a large number of people, and drove non-stop to Duanmu's house.

…

The head of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Ping, was lying in the hospital at this time, with tubes inserted into his body, breathing weakly, and a deathly stillness on his pale old face.

He half-closed his eyes, trying to stay alert, looking at the door...

I looked for a long, long time.

"Master, please hold on! Young Master Rong will be back soon." The housekeeper held his hand beside the bed, his eyes moist.

Duanmu Ping pointed at the door with his old hand, and his pale lips just moved without making a sound, but the housekeeper understood what he meant.

"Don't worry, Master Rong has already been informed. You will definitely be able to see him. It will definitely be possible."

At this time, a figure walked into the door. The butler looked over and his expression went from surprise to disappointment.

Duanmu Ping, who was lying on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, still with a hint of joy, and moved his outstretched hand.

It’s An Feihua.

When An Feihua saw Duanmu Ping dying on the hospital bed, his sharp eyes gradually became gloomy.

"Lao Ping!" He strode over and held Duanmu Ping's outstretched hand tightly with his big hand.

Former comrades-in-arms and close friends of many years will always have a day of separation.

At this moment, there is no need to say anything more, as they can understand each other's thoughts in each other's eyes.

But Duanmu Ping still spoke, "Duanmu family... Rong boy..."