"Let me briefly tell you about this person." Li Changfeng lit a cigarette.
Although it's not a cigarette for after-the-fact moments, I'm willing to smoke one to calm down when I'm annoyed.
"Lai San once had five tigers under his command, and Wang Qingmei was one of them. She was the biggest tigress, controlling hundreds of people and possessing considerable personal strength."
"The day before yesterday, I led my men to ambush her, hoping to capture her in one fell swoop, but she managed to escape," the bald man slowly recounted.
Li Changfeng exhaled a perfect smoke ring. "You're afraid you can't defeat her in her revenge, so you're asking me for help?"
"Yes, I have received accurate information that Wang Qingmei is going to make a move against me tonight."
“Mr. Li, this woman is quite ambitious. Since Lai San died, she has been devouring his power and is developing very quickly, even more so than me.”
"Right now, Lai San's group is divided into two factions: one is me, and the other is Wang Qingmei."
"You, a grown man, can't beat a woman?" Li Changfeng questioned.
This statement left the bald man extremely embarrassed and awkward. "Um...I..."
"Alright, I'll go over there tonight." Li Changfeng hung up the phone after knowing the result.
Judging from their hesitant manner, it's clear who is stronger and who is weaker; there's no need to ask further.
Around 9 PM.
A large-scale conflict broke out in a nightclub in Jinghai, with hundreds of people rushing in at the same time, aggressively smashing and looting without saying a word.
Whether it's a customer or a staff member, they'll attack anyone they see, ruthlessly and without any scruples.
A large number of customers fled inside, wishing they had three more legs; screams and cries of panic filled the air...
"Go to the second-floor office and capture Baldy alive!" someone shouted, and a hundred or so people frantically ran upstairs.
The scene was terrifying; anyone with a weak heart would be scared out of their wits.
"Bang!" The door was violently kicked open, and they rushed in.
"Nobody's here."
"Search him. Our informant reports that Baldy is here tonight. He can't escape."
"Whoever finds the bald guy first gets a 200,000 yuan reward, and whoever kills him gets a million yuan."
"This is what my eldest sister said, not a penny less."
Money makes the world go round.
Wealth can influence the gods and even control ghosts, let alone ordinary people.
Hearing about a million, who wouldn't have their eyes light up? Being a gangster isn't as glamorous as you might imagine, with days of feasting. Most of them are just low-level thugs, barely making ends meet, living an ordinary but frugal life.
Upon hearing this, the hundred or so people seemed to be injected with adrenaline, their spirits soaring, and they began searching the nightclub, leaving no corner unchecked.
They would search even the women's restrooms three times, checking every possible hiding place, more meticulously than the Japanese invaders when they entered a village.
Without anyone noticing, a group of people quietly gathered outside the nightclub, a dense crowd of at least three or four hundred.
The leader was bald.
He leisurely lit a cigarette, the dim flame flickering like stars. "Go, kill everyone inside."
"Yes, boss!"
At a command, hundreds of men marched into battle with great fanfare.
This is bound to be a fierce battle, and one can only imagine what will happen inside.
Blood splattered everywhere, screams filled the air, and the sound of things breaking could be heard intermittently.
This battle is crucial; it will determine who will become the new underground king of Jinghai.
Huge profits are involved.
Baldy isn't stupid; he knows he can't rely entirely on Li Changfeng. He should play the game the way he always has in the early stages, just like tonight when he set up a trap, deliberately spreading false information to lure the other side into it.
Wang Qingmei's hundred or so people were destined to become victims.
About half an hour later, a man emerged with his face covered in blood, emanating a stench of blood.
"Boss, everything's taken care of."
"Well done, I'll go take a look." The bald man brushed the dust off his chest and strode forward.
The scenes inside were terrifying, chilling, and the horrific conditions were indescribable.
Even someone as worldly as Baldy almost vomited. The smell was awful, and the place was filled with dead bodies. The dim lighting added to the gloomy and cold atmosphere.
"Good job, clean it up as soon as possible." The bald man felt a little nauseous, gave a few instructions, and then prepared to leave.
As soon as he reached the door, the bald man stopped and stood there, stunned.
In the distance, lights shone, and more people arrived. The leader was a woman who weighed at least 250 pounds and was no less than 1.75 meters tall, quite robust and strong.
It gives the impression of a small mountain blocking the way, creating a strong sense of oppression.
This woman is definitely a jinx to her husbands; without a doubt, he'll die in one night.
You mustn't sit on your butt and poop out, or your duodenum will spill all over the bed.
With that physique, what man could withstand it? A dwarf couldn't even push a cart.
Not to be sarcastic, but an ordinary man is like a little chick in front of her; he'd fall apart if you just shook him a couple of times.
They're not in the same tier.
"Wang Qingmei!" the bald man exclaimed in surprise, "Weren't you at the Guangming Club on Qingshan Road?"
"Baldy, do you think you're the only one who can pull off these tricks?" Wang Qingmei sneered. "Consider those hundred or so men a gift to you."
"Wang Qingmei, you're heartless. You treat the lives of hundreds of brothers like a game. I definitely couldn't do that." The bald man was playing mind games. "Where is your conscience? Doesn't this chill the hearts of our brothers?"
"What do you think your brothers behind you are? They risked their lives for you, and what do you get in return? They just abandon you like that."
"The most poisonous heart is that of a woman; I now deeply understand this saying."
"Wang Qingmei, you're not even human." The bald man's words were full of anguish, an attempt to break the other person's spirit.
"Baldy, you're wrong again." Wang Qingmei stretched out a large hand, longer than a man's hand. The person next to her immediately understood and handed her a majestic ghost-head knife.
“Those hundred or so men are not my true brothers, nor are they my real core group. They are just lackeys I recently recruited. In other words, they are just stepping stones.”
"Everyone knows exactly how I treat my brothers. I have never mistreated any of my loyal ones."
"Is that so?" the bald man retorted. "So you'll treat anyone who comes to your side from now on as trash, pawns you can discard at any time?"
"Baldy, don't try to sow discord. No matter how much nonsense you spout, today is your death day. Even the King of Hell can't change your fate in the Book of Life and Death." Wang Qingmei strode forward, carrying her ghost-head knife, the tip of the blade scraping against the ground, sparks flying.
The bald man tilted his head, a ruthless look on his face, then took a step back and waved his hand, "Go!"
Those behind him obeyed the order and charged into battle without hesitation, and the two sides engaged in fierce fighting.
It has to be said that Wang Qingmei is truly fierce, incredibly tough, even more manly than a man. No wonder she is the biggest tiger in Lai San.
He immediately chopped down two people, acting decisively and without the slightest hesitation.
A leader who takes the lead in battle and acts as the vanguard—this alone sets him apart from others.
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