I'm telling you, you're trash!
He Wenchang, that old man, has been stringing you along with the position of the boss for almost ten years, and you've been foolishly believing him for almost ten years!
Hong Shenglian's only Red Pole, with territory and power, yet he's been suppressed by an old man for ten years. If you're not a waste, then who is?
These triad societies are not just about fighting and killing; they are also small political circles.
When the head of the gang gets old and can no longer fight, he has to use rules to control his subordinates and use his position as the head of the gang to keep them hanging on, giving them hope and making them believe that one day they can also sit in this position.
The rules of the community are essential for protecting the interests of the senior members.
Newcomers also need to consider their own interests after they rise to power and when they get older, so they naturally have to uphold these rules.
But the problem is that He Wenchang has almost emptied Hong Shenglian out of the company, and he has suppressed Di Wei for almost ten years without giving him a chance to rise to power. How can he still tolerate this? What else is he but a good-for-nothing?
"Go to hell! You're asking for it!"
Di Wei was instantly enraged. He had just stood up when Yang Sheng made his move.
With a half-step of force, the punch is as powerful as a collapsing fist!
Di Wei hastily tried to defend himself, but was still blasted onto the sofa by Yang Sheng's half-step collapsing fist.
As the only Red Pole in Hong Sheng Lian, Di Wei does have some real skills; he earned his Red Pole position through countless battles.
However, ever since he became a Red Pole, he has lived a life of luxury and rarely takes action himself. His martial arts skills have long since deteriorated to a point where they are no longer vigorous. That is why he did not dare to challenge Ruan Feng to a duel.
In a moment of quick thinking, Diwei reached for the machete next to the sofa with his left hand.
But the next moment, Yang Sheng kicked his left arm away with a whip kick, and pulled out the machete, which was then held against Di Wei's neck.
Diwei's face turned pale instantly, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Yang Sheng! What are you doing?! If you dare to touch me, you're committing insubordination, and the gang will absolutely not let you get away with it!"
Then Diwei softened his tone: "If you don't want to fix the match, then don't. We're all brothers in the gang, why make things so tense?"
A disdainful smile appeared on Yang Sheng's lips, and his tone was extremely calm: "Tell me, why do you suddenly insist that I must lose the next Dragon City Championship?"
Diwei was just about to make up an excuse to get away with it when Yang Sheng's machete was already pressing down on his neck, and a sharp pain immediately came.
"Stop! I'll talk! I'll talk!"
In a panic, Diwei recounted everything that had happened when the one-eyed leopard came to him, spilling the beans from a bamboo tube.
Yang Sheng frowned.
He had previously felt that Feng Le and He Lian's reactions were a bit off, and it turned out that there was such a hidden reason behind it.
It was also his bad luck that he drew Ruan Feng in the first round, and in the second round he drew a stepping stone set up by Limpy Ho.
Of course, throwing the match was out of the question; Yang Sheng was very envious of the side quest rewards for each round he advanced.
If he can win first place in the Dragon City Championship, he will be able to bring the martial arts expertise that Fatty Wang gave him out of the Cycle of Reincarnation.
Having already felt this power, Yang Sheng had no intention of giving up.
However, with this incident, Yang Sheng's previous plans are now off the table.
Yang Sheng had originally planned to take things slowly against Hong Shenglian's Imperial Guard, but now it seems he needs to be more aggressive and change his approach.
Seeing that Yang Sheng hadn't moved for a while, Di Wei cautiously asked, "Can you let me go now?"
Yang Sheng gave Di Wei a bright smile, which made Di Wei relax.
"Brother Wei, I'm sorry, but if you don't die, that old bastard He Wenchang won't let me become a Red Pole."
Before Diwei's horrified eyes, the machete sliced across his neck.
The door to the private room was pushed open, and some of Diwei's trusted henchmen also looked at the scene with expressions of horror.
Throwing away his machete, Yang Sheng took a step forward, while Di Wei's henchmen followed suit, taking a step back.
Some people moved their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't dare to say it. They just watched as Yang Sheng, who had killed their boss, walked out of the private room.
It wasn't that they were cowardly or weak, but rather that Yang Sheng's achievements over the past few days were too terrifying.
After killing Ruan Feng and Feng Le, two double-flower red sticks, they dared to break into Fulong Building with six men and killed Yao Hui and Luo Rong.
In the past few days, Yang Sheng has already taken more than double-digit lives.
Now Yang Sheng dares to disregard the rules of the gang and commit insubordination by killing Di Wei. In their eyes, Yang Sheng is simply a madman!
Anyone who dares to stand up and stop such a ruthless madman is simply courting death.
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