It was past 1 a.m., but He Wenchang still hadn't gone to sleep.
One reason is that I'm getting older, and it's always difficult for me to fall asleep.
Another reason is that he was somewhat restless.
The threat Wu Tianhao made today is still fresh in my mind. Standing in front of Wu Tianhao, who is a junior, I don't even dare to ask a question.
This world is no longer the world that He Wenchang was familiar with back then.
At most, all they did back then was fight and kill each other, and collect protection money.
What's the state of the martial arts world now?
Wu Tianhao monopolizes the supply of goods in the Golden Triangle, Luo Rong is involved in counterfeit goods finance, and He Yixing is rumored to be planning to enter the film and television industry. None of these are things that He Wenchang would even dare to dream of.
He Wenchang previously said he was about to retire, but that was just to fool Di Wei.
But at this moment, He Wenchang was genuinely considering retiring and living as a hermit in England.
However, what to do with Hung Sing-lin before retirement is still a problem; he has to sell Hung Sing-lin for a good price.
And Yang Sheng too!
He Wenchang frowned at the thought of Yang Sheng.
Although Yang Sheng had promised to withdraw from the Dragon City Championship during the day, anyone who wasn't blind could see his dissatisfaction.
He Wenchang was able to keep Di Wei under control for ten years, but after only a few days, he felt that he could no longer control Yang Sheng.
If I want to deal with Hong Shenglian, Yang Sheng will definitely be an obstacle. I must strike first and get rid of Yang Sheng!
Thinking of this, a murderous glint appeared in He Wenchang's eyes.
Just then, a fierce battle cry came from outside the main hall, which made He Wenchang's heart tremble.
"Ah Jiu! Ah Long! Protect me closely!"
Two gunmen immediately came in from the outer room and stood warily in front of He Wenchang.
Strictly speaking, they weren't actually part of Hung Shing Lian's organization; they were hired guns that He Wenchang had personally trained at great expense, and they were only loyal to He Wenchang.
Meanwhile, outside the hall.
The two gunmen guarding the entrance were immediately subdued by Wen, the foreigner, and his large group of henchmen.
It wasn't that they reacted slowly, but rather that they never expected Yang Sheng to dare to lead his men to storm the gang, so they were subdued before they even had a chance to draw their guns.
Yang Sheng led his men straight into the hall, and the people guarding inside the hall finally realized what was happening and hurriedly ran out to stop them.
"Yang Sheng, what do you want to do?! Rebel?"
A middle-aged man carrying a machete rushed out with his men, pointing at Yang Sheng and angrily rebuking him.
He was He Linjiu, the straw sandal seller of Hong Shenglian, and also a distant nephew of He Wenchang, so He Wenchang always arranged for him to guard the hall.
Yang Sheng smiled and looked at He Linjiu: "Brother Jiu, is there even a need to ask? Haven't I made it obvious enough?"
"you……"
He Linjiu was speechless after Yang Sheng's words.
Yang Sheng said calmly, "Brother Jiu, although He Wenchang is your uncle, he only treats you like a dog."
The other straw sandals all have their own territory and their own underlings outside. You're nominally guarding the main hall, but what do you have? Nothing!
The gang belongs to He Wenchang, and all the underlings are He Wenchang's. You're just a watchdog he keeps!
It's not worth risking your life for this old geezer. Get out of the way; I'll owe you a favor.
He Linjiu slowly lowered the knife he was holding, his face showing a mixture of conflict and struggle.
He knew, of course, that what Yang Sheng said was true; He Wenchang had never truly trusted this distant relative.
But his current position was given to him by He Wenchang, so what does it mean if he betrays his country at the last minute?
Just then, one of the henchmen roared and slashed at Yang Sheng with a knife.
"Brother Jiu, what are you still hesitating for?! Yang Sheng is a traitor, he wants to rebel against Lao Ding!"
He lifted his hips and twisted his waist, his leg like a long whip, whistling through the air as he smashed the machete out of the henchman's hand and kicked him hard in the chest.
Foot-piercing gate! Heart-piercing leg kick!
The henchman was kicked more than ten meters away by Yang Sheng, his chest caved in, and a large amount of blood and foam flowed from his mouth.
Yang Sheng sneered: "Brother Jiu, you've seen it too. There are people under your command who are more loyal to He Wenchang than you are."
Before you, the boss, have even spoken, they've already made the decision for you.
He Linjiu threw away the knife in his hand with a wry smile.
He recognized that person; he was a frequent visitor to He Wenchang's house.
He could roughly guess that this person was a spy planted by He Wenchang, but he didn't dare to say anything more.
Most importantly, Yang Sheng's kick reminded them who the person in front of them was.
Six people dared to kill Luo Rong and Yao Hui, swept away He Lian like a whirlwind, and were the invincible Yang Sheng in the Dragon City Championship!
This person is different from the good-for-nothings in their sunset gang. Even if they were outnumbered by a hundred, they wouldn't dare to make a move.
Not to mention that the men behind Yang Sheng were all elites who had followed him in pacifying the He Lian. They were young, vigorous, and capable of fighting and killing. What could they possibly use to stop them?
He Linjiu threw down his knife and made way, and the other underlings in the main hall also realized the reality and made way for him.
The front door was kicked open, revealing two dark gun barrels.
But the next moment, both Wen and Dilu, the foreigners, also drew their guns and pointed them at the two gunmen.
He Wenchang glared at Yang Sheng with a gloomy expression: "My biggest mistake in my life was believing your lies and not dealing with you immediately!"
"It was I, He Wenchang, who gave you the opportunity to get to where you are today, and now you're turning against me?"
Yang Sheng chuckled and said, "Old Ding, do you think I'm that idiot Di Wei?"
I didn't get this opportunity from you; I earned it through my own hard work and struggle.
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