A small, middle-aged man with calluses on his hands and a large scar on his face, Zheng Minghe, the deputy head of Hongmen, said to Peng Lingbo: "The head of the door! Huaxing will send someone to recruit us again." """ .. Let us join the Huaxing Club and fend off Wu Yanhong's attack together."
Peng Lingbo, who has good facial features and a dignified appearance, snorted coldly: "Leave them alone! We live a happy life here. When we reach the Huaxing Club, it is hard to guarantee that we won't be the cannon fodder in their hands. He can't be better at Huaxing. With hundreds of guns, how could it be possible to beat Wu Yanhong, who has a large army of thousands. Isn't that pebble to hit the rock?"
A strange light and worries flashed in Zheng Minghe's eyes and continued to persuade him: "But the master! If Huaxing will lose! Wu Yanhong's next target is only us! Wu Yanhong is cruel, and the number of Chinese who were slaughtered by him exceeds 10,000. People. If we are targeted by such beasts, we will suffer."
Peng Lingbo smiled shamelessly and said, "Minghe! You are overwhelmed! Wu Yanhong is strong and powerful. Even if we Chinese are united, we are not necessarily his opponent. But there are many jungles and mountains in Vietnam. We just need to go into the jungle. Drill, then even if Wu Yanhong is smart enough, there is nothing we can do about it! After Wu Yanhong is founded, he will definitely abandon the policy of massacring Chinese people. Look at Indonesia, the Chinese massacre was not very severe, but the massacre was to a certain extent in the end. Didn't we continue to slaughter? We wait until the others have been killed before we come out, then Wu Yanhong still has to reuse us."
Peng Lingbo knew he was not Wu Yanhong's opponent, so he made up his mind. Instead of confronting Wu Yanhong head-on, he planned to wait until the Tu Hua storm was calm before he walked out of the jungle to serve Wu Yanhong.
Although the Chinese in Southeast Asia have strong economic power, in the eyes of the leaders of these countries, they are like pigs and dogs. If you want to slaughter, you will slaughter. At most, you can only get a few condemnations, which is an ass. Moreover, after killing the Chinese, they can still receive a huge amount of assistance from the heavens, and they can kill them without any pressure. Every slaughter of China is a feast for the sharing of wealth. The huge wealth of the Chinese will be taken away by life during the slaughter, by local rulers, Westerners, and natives. The deceased’s unjust soul is ignored by no one.
Under such circumstances, most Chinese can only escape when encountering such things. Those who are able to flee to the United States and other Western countries, and those who are not able to flee to the mountains or wait to die.
Peng Lingbo was unwilling to confront Wu Yanhong and wanted to escape into the jungle, waiting for the Tu Hua storm to pass before coming out to work for Wu Yanhong. In fact, many Chinese did that too. After the Chinese massacre had passed, they came out to serve the authorities. It was just for the cake and the place left after the death of the predecessor Chinese.
Zheng Minghe clenched his fists, the blue veins protruding, and the scar on his face looked a little distorted. He lowered his head and finally suppressed the anger in his heart. Although he and the Vietnamese are as deep as the sea, he is far from being able to command the entire Hongmen to fight against Wu Yanhong's tribe as the deputy head of the Hongmen.
At this moment, a soldier from Hongmen came in and reported to Peng Lingbohui: "The master! There is another person in Huaxing Club! They want to see you! They said they want to talk to you about a business. They want to use one. Grant arms to buy those hundreds of Vietnamese survivors under our command as coolies."
Peng Lingbo's eyes lit up and quickly asked: "Ammunition? What ammunition?"
After the end of the world, nothing is precious. Peng Lingbo has made up his mind to sell himself to Wu Yanhong as a dog. However, if you want to sell yourself at a good price, you must have sufficient capital.
The Hongmen soldier was a little excited and said: "It's a rifle!! They plan to use the rifle to buy hundreds of Vietnamese survivors under our command as coolies!!"
Peng Lingbo's Hongmen only had a dozen rifles, and the rest were all kinds of pistols. Hearing that Huaxing Club was going to exchange rifles for Vietnamese survivors, Peng Lingbo got up excitedly and said: "Okay! I'll go and meet them."
There are so many Vietnamese survivors in this land, as long as you capture a small town, you can find hundreds of Vietnamese survivors. Peng Lingbo believes that it is the most cost-effective business to exchange Vietnamese survivors for rifles.
Peng Lingbo and Zheng Minghe strode into the conference hall. At this time, the five elders of Hongmen were already sitting in the conference hall. In addition to the five elders, there were six people sitting in the conference hall, five adult men and a young girl who was very beautiful.
As soon as Peng Lingbo entered the conference hall, he put on a friendly smile and greeted the five adult men: "These are supposed to be friends of Huaxing Club! I am Hongmen Master Peng Lingbo. I don't know how to call them?"
Yue Zhong glanced at Peng Lingbo and asked indifferently: "My name is Yue Zhong! Sect Master Peng, would you like to fight against Wu Yanhong's clan with us?"
The five adult men are Yue Zhong, Zheng Qiang, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen, and Wei Ningguo, the young but very beautiful girl who is Gu Feifei.
A strange light flashed in Peng Lingbo’s eyes, and he laughed and said: "This matter, let’s discuss it slowly! Wu Yanhong has a big force. If you want to fight against him, you must take a long-term plan! I heard that you are here to exchange your rifle for Vietnam. Survivors. Let's discuss this first. How many rifles and bullets do you plan to use in exchange for a Vietnamese survivor?"
Although Peng Lingbo didn't want to confront Wu Yanhong's department, he didn't want to rip his face with Huaxing either. After all, although Huaxing Club is not Wu Yanhong's opponent, it only needs to pay a certain price to destroy his Hongmen.
An elder named Chen Libang said loudly: "Sect Master! This time I change to a rifle, but I have to give us a few of the Suzaku Hall. Our Suzaku Hall now uses pistols. You can't be too partial."
An elder named Yi Shuixiong also shouted loudly: "Yeah!!! Sect master!! We also use pistols in Baihutang, and many brothers use big swords. This time, the rifle should be divided. We have a few in Baihutang. Otherwise, brothers, don't do it!!!"
The name of this Hong Clan is magnificent, and the several halls under his command also bear many popular names such as Suzaku, White Tiger, Xuanwu, Pojun, Greedy Wolf, and so on. But above the facts, there is still a mob. Before the rifle was in hand, the issue of distribution began to arise. After all, if there are a few more rifles in any hall, it will be able to have combat power that can surpass other halls. On the distribution of materials, there will also be a corresponding tilt.
Peng Lingbo shouted loudly: "Be quiet for Laozi!!"
Under Peng Lingbo's roar, this suppressed the quarrel of all the elders.
Peng Lingbo overwhelmed the other elders, and then smiled at Yue Zhong: "Let you see a joke!! Brother Yue Zhong, I don't know how many rifles and bullets you plan to use in exchange for a Vietnamese survivor?"
"It's okay!" With a smile, Yue Zhong directly drew a stinger pistol and put it on Peng Lingbo's head, and pulled the trigger: "I'm here to collect you!"
With a loud bang, Peng Lingbo's head burst open immediately. Red and white splashed all over the place, including Zheng Qiang, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen, and Wei Ningguo. No one thought that Yue Zhong would suddenly violently kill!
"Sect Master!!" Chen Libang was one of Peng Lingbo's confidantes. He saw Peng Lingbo being killed by Yue Zhong with a single shot, and his eyes were crimson and he activated his skills to move at high speed, and rushed towards Yue Zhong like a thunder.
"Give me quiet. Whoever dares to move, just go to death!" After Yue Zhong shot Peng Lingbo with a single shot, he raised the stinger and easily caught Chen Libang's movement and pulled the trigger.
With a loud bang, Chen Libang's head burst instantly, red and white splashed on the ground, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.
Yue Zhong killed two people easily. Wei Ningguo, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen, and Zheng Qiang all moved. They all quickly took out their pistols and pointed them at Zheng Minghe. Able to use skills to attack the three of Zheng Minghe. They are in the enemy formation, no matter how unwilling they are, since Yue Zhong has already launched, they must stand with Yue Zhong.
Seeing the extremely tragic scene, Zheng Minghe and the other four elders stiffened at once, and did not dare to move at all. The fact that Peng Lingbo was killed by Yue Zhong's sneak attack could not prove Yue Zhong's strength. But that Chen Libang was an agile enhancer, and such enhancers were all shot and killed by Yue Zhong, which proved how terrifying Yue Zhong's strength was. And besides Yue Zhong at this time, there are four masters of Huaxinghui who are staring at them, if they act rashly, there is only one dead end.
The atmosphere in this conference hall became very weird for a while, and the four elders fell into Zheng Minghe's body while sweating coldly. The Hongmen master was dead, and their backbone became Zheng Minghe, the deputy master. Even though there are some contradictions between them, at this moment of life and death, they all have to unite.
Zheng Minghe took a deep breath and looked at Yue Zhong. He pointed to Peng Lingbo's headless body and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Yue Zhong! I am Hongmen deputy master Zheng Minghe. What do you mean?"
Zheng Minghe's question was also the question of Wei Ningguo, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen, and Zheng Qiang. They had not received any notice from Yue Zhong in advance. Yue Zhong had suddenly violently murdered, and it was the Hong Sect master who had killed him.
Yue Zhong looked at Zheng Minghe and smiled lightly: "Peng Lingbo doesn't want to fight Wu Yanhong's department! I will kill him! To incorporate his deployment! It's that simple! Zheng Minghe, are you going to follow me to destroy Wu Yanhong, or die here today. Make your own choice! I will give you ten seconds to consider. 10, 9..."
Zheng Minghe's expression changed, he never thought that Yue Zhong would say his purpose so straightforwardly.
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