"who?"

The two turned around instantly.

Just as he saw Tang Anjin was full of fun and staring at them with a smile.

Beside him, Showa Wen had a hint of confusion in his expression, and obviously he didn't understand the reason why Tang Anjin suddenly laughed.

"Tang Anjin?"

In an instant, Ma Zhengjing's face suddenly became gloomy.

He asked in surprise: "I wonder what Young Master Tang said?"

"What else can I mean? Let's talk about you and Wang Xu."

Tang Anjin said casually, with some incredible remaining in his expression.

He was shocked when he saw the scene just now. Unexpectedly, Wang Xu could attract the Lord of the Hanging Pot to come in person.

On the surface, the huo is an ordinary medical organization, but secretly it is a famous first-class force in the martial arts world.

"What Wang Xu?

Young Master Tang, I was just talking to my friends about the little troubles I have encountered recently.”

Ma Zheng is serious and nonsense.

He was not panicked at all because he was sure that he had not mentioned Wang Xu's name before.

"Haha, whatever you want."

Tang Anjin just sneered twice about this.

He looked at Ma Zhen deeply, then looked directly at Beisha, and a cold murderous intent appeared in his expression: "One of the four leaders in the direction, Beisha, right? It's very comfortable to make trouble on my territory these days?"

"you!"

Beisha's face changed.

"Don't talk, no matter what you say, go and say the rest below.

Because today, you can't get out of the Chen family's door."

Tang Anjin interrupted him directly.

"Are you threatening me?"

Beisha was silent for a moment, suddenly raised his head, his eyes showing fierce light: "Believe it or not, I will kill you now?"

"Kill me?

Can you do it?"

Tang Anjin sneered, raised his hand disdainfully, and raised his eyebrows: "It's not that I look down on a killer like you. If you leave the hot weapons, what are you?"

Beisha's face turned pale.

However, Tang Anjin did not look at him again and turned back to Ma Zhengjing and said, "The armed struggle meeting is about to begin. Let's go there together. As a new wealthy family, I think you will not be absent from this armed struggle meeting today."

"Of course, if your Ma family is willing to give up the tens of billions of interests in the next year, you can leave as well.

But I think Mr. Ma will not miss it. After all, you hired this one, right?"

He glanced at Beisha lightly, and the smile on his lips was extremely interesting.

"By the way, there is one more thing that you two may want to know."

Tang Anjin said, turning around and leaving. After walking four or five steps, his last words came.

"Wang Xu has another identity, he is... Night Demon!"

After the words are finished.

Ma Zhengjing and Beisha's expressions changed wildly.

...The Chen family's birthday banquet ended in an extremely incredible process.

What followed was a martial arts fight that led all sides.

Ordinary guests were sent out one after another. In the huge banquet hall, there were only a few hundred people left, but they represented all first-class forces, families, and organizations in hundreds of miles of Jinming City.

The scene where guests were originally full of guests disappeared, and replaced by bodyguards with strong bodies, fierce eyes and evil spirits.

Everyone sat there, not daring to show off.

This is when the annual Jin Ming bosses gathered together, and the Chen family personally adjusted to resolve conflicts between various parties, discuss the sphere of influence and divide the interests.

First rituals and then military forces! Birthday banquets are rituals, and military fights are military forces! No one dares to make trouble on today's day or make trouble today. Without overwhelming power, he will inevitably be a place where he will die without a burial.

"It's started, it's finally started!"

The crowd became solemn and looked up at the high platform divided separately from the second and first floors.

I saw a group of people coming up one after another.

"That is Zhao Feng, the head of the Zhao family in Dongshan!"

"Jin Mingxin is also the only wealthy Ma family outside the aristocratic family. The head of the family, Ma Zhenghao, and the eldest young master Ma Zhengjing!"

"Oh, the head of the Chen family this year is Chen Zhenshan, the boss of the Chen family?

Isn't the old man coming out?"

No one came out, and countless people were shocked, with their eyes showing fierce light, their faces showing coldness, and their sighs.

Obviously, there are many conflicts between the forces present, so it is no wonder that there is this martial arts meeting every year.

"The only one who came to the Tang family this year is Tang Anjin. It seems that this young master of the Tang family is really in charge of power!"

After Tang An came in and out, some people had complicated eyes.

"This year is really unusual. The Zhao family in the Demon City, the Song family, and even the Ye family in the capital, are here. It can be said that it is the most prosperous time in ten years!"

Everyone in the audience turned their eyes to the ceremonial hall again, their eyes flashing and they were amazed.

Soon, as many big shots sat down one by one, Chen Zhenshan slowly walked forward and whispered: "Dear guests, including friends from all over the south of the Yangtze River!"

“Now is the time for all of us to sit down and decide the share of each family through armed struggle and resolve each other’s past hatred.

Over the years, my Chen family has always notarized it. Some words may be cliché, but Zhenshan has to say it again."

"Today, we will talk about everything by fighting. No matter what conflicts there are, we cannot have any disputes after leaving this door, disrupting the order of our Jinming land. Otherwise, don't blame the Chen family for turning against each other!"

Chen Zhenshan stood there, saying calmly, the audience was quiet, and no one dared to regard his words as wind in his ears.

After he finished speaking, a middle-aged man stood up.

He stared at Tang Anjin and sneered: "Young Master Tang, why didn't you ask your grandpa to support you today?"

"You Tang family has been an underground leader for three consecutive years, so you have to give up the position of the leader this year!"

The middle-aged man had a scar on his face and his eyes were extremely fierce. As he spoke, he walked onto the fighting stage by himself.

Tang Anjin's eyes sank, staring at the middle-aged man.

The underground world of Jinming has never been peaceful. If it weren't for the Chen family's suppression every year, the underground world would have been in chaos.

Even so, the Tang family attracts countless enemies every year.

This middle-aged man, known as Xuanlong, is the second leader of the Blood Dragon Palace, the second largest force in the underground world of Jinming City.

The Tang family and the Blood Dragon Palace compete for the position of underground dragon heads every year, and the two sides have long formed deep hatred.

"Uncle Dong, will you still be here this year?

Are you sure?"

Tang Anjin turned around and looked at a man over forty behind him and asked in a low voice.

"The three leaders under the Lord of the Blood Dragon Palace are changing every year. This Xuanlong is newly climbed this year. His real name is Zhang Tai. It is said that he is a pair of iron fists who have practiced external skills since childhood. His fists bones of his hands are broken and overlapping, and they have been trained."

Uncle Dong squinted his eyes and stared at Xuanlong, his voice neither cold nor hot.

"Young Master, leave it to me. As long as he has not practiced the secret method of refining ancient martial arts, it will be easy for me to beat him."

After saying that, he squatted slightly, and then he shot his whole body like a sharp arrow onto the stage.

There is no nonsense, both sides are enemies, and there is only one word to meet.

Dry!
Chapter completed!