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Chapter 131: Master of the Underground World of Spring City

Little North Sea in Quancheng

This is the gathering place for the truly rich people in Quancheng. Here, luxurious duplex villas are lined with pavilions and towers, and unique and elegant gardens and bathhouses can be seen everywhere. Various luxury cars that are not usually seen are parked everywhere.

Next to these villa groups, there are also several independent villa courtyards, surrounded by low antique walls, which are beautiful inside.

In one of the villas, there are rippling pools of water, lotus leaves dotted, and winding corridors. In the center of the pool, a unique pavilion stands. In the pavilion, an old man is leisurely tasting fragrant tea.

With elegant clothes and silver-white hair, he just sat leisurely between the pavilions, his face was gentle, like a spring breeze, and there was no wave in his eyes. If you slap him, you just think he is an ordinary old man.

Who can know that those who have never seen him with their own eyes that the ordinary old man in front of him is actually the actual controller of the underground forces of Quancheng, the thousand-year-old capital, Dong Hongquan, chairman of the Dong Group, and Mr. Dong.

In the winding corridor, a middle-aged man walked over and walked to the pavilion. After standing beside the old man, he put his hands in front of him, looking down at Dong Hongquan who was still drinking tea leisurely.

"Uncle, you call me?"

"When I woke up in the morning, I heard that last night, Zhang Dabiao had a big move?" Dong Hongquan took a sip of fragrant tea, and a touch of comfort appeared on his face. Then he put down the tea cup, looked up, looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and asked calmly.

"Yes, uncle, last night, Zhang Dabiao sent his capable general Maotou to lead hundreds of gangsters around a bathing center near Xuefu Road." The middle-aged man nodded and responded respectfully.

"Oh! What's the origin of the boss of that bath center that actually made that boy Zhang Dabiao do such a big fight?" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Dong Hongquan looked curious and asked curiously.

"The bathing center was originally a place for a big fan named Shan Diao. Later, it was occupied by a young man named Zhuang Lin. Shan Diao himself was also driven out of Quancheng. I have asked someone to check the details of this Zhuang Lin. He is not a native of Quancheng. I heard that he just returned to China not long ago. As for his background, he can't find out yet."

"This Zhuang Lin is very capable. He once defeated fifteen strong gangsters in two minutes alone, but he himself was unscathed. Not long ago, a bank near the Quanda Medical Department was robbed, and he killed four armed bandits alone with bare hands." The middle-aged man said slowly, obviously, in order to find out Zhuang Lin's background, he had put a lot of effort into finding out about Zhuang Lin.

"Well, it's a number of people. No wonder Zhang Dabiao mobilized so much. It's just as the saying goes, a strong dragon will not defeat local snakes. There are rules in Quancheng. No matter how strong you are, you have to obey it. If you break the rules, you will have to accept punishment." Dong Hongquan pondered and said slowly.

"Uncle, I understand what you mean." The middle-aged man nodded.

After following Dong Hongquan for so many years, he was able to understand Dong Hongquan's thoughts by words and deeds. But in just one sentence, he already knew what Dong Hongquan meant. Dong Hongquan wanted to use Zhang Dabiao's hand to get rid of this young man named Zhuang Lin.

He could roughly guess the reason why Dong Hongquan did this. Dong Hongquan is already old and is a big shot in the underground world of Quancheng. During his lifetime, he did not want to see unstable factors appear here, which destroyed the balance of power here.

This young man named Zhuang Lin was too strong. Dong Hongquan was afraid of his appearance and broke the calm here, so he wanted to kill this unstable factor in the bud.

"Tell Zhang Dabiao to be more skillful and not use a gun unless it is absolutely necessary. From the police station, you send a reliable person to go there to create a chance for Zhang Dabiao." Dong Hongquan said lightly, and then turned his attention to the tea set in front of him.

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded and responded, then turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

...

Zhuanglin's bath center, the bath center that was originally open for 24 hours a day, was abnormally pulled up to the main door today. The gate at the gate was locked, and through several glass windows, you could vaguely see the figures swaying back and forth inside.

"Boss, that guy named Zhuang Lin is not at the bath center. What should I do next? Should I kill that guy cheetah first?" In the hall of the bath center, Maotou sat on a rattan chair, crossed his legs, and made a phone call.

"Well, I understand. I will stay here until Zhuang Lin appears."

"By the way, boss, you might as well call Ma Gan again and ask him to pay attention. If Zhuang Lin appears there, use the gun in his arms when it can be used, and don't let that guy escape." After giving another instructor, he hung up the phone.

"Brother Wei, what do you say on the boss's phone?" The two men standing beside Maotou approached and asked in a low voice.

"Boss means, let's continue to squat here, and wait for the guy named Zhuang Lin to appear and then destroy him directly." Maotou leaned comfortably on the rattan chair, pulled out a toothpick from the side, and held it in his mouth.

"Brother Wei, it seems that Zhuang Lin didn't provoke us either. As long as he is willing to give up the situation, why should we kill us?" The man next to him looked at Maotou with some confusion and then asked.

"You know, Mao, as soon as Zhuang Lin came to Quancheng, he sent Scar to prison, drove Shan Diao out of Quancheng, and occupied the two of them. This has broken the rules on our Quancheng Road. Someone has already made a statement and wanted to show this guy the color." Maohu raised his head, grinned, glanced at the man, and cursed.

"Now the Cheetahs are surviving on the top floor. You all keep a close eye on me. Don't let them run away. Let's continue to give me instructions. Without my orders, no one should act rashly."

At this time, on the top floor of the bathing center, the cheetah and the bobcat led their dozens of people to hide in a closed hall with metal security doors. Outside the door of this hall, there were thirty or forty men holding knives.

More than four hours have passed since the fight in the early morning. The cheetah sat near the metal security door, leaning against the wall, tilting his head, closing his eyes to rest. There were three obvious knife marks on his left shoulder blade and right arm. Because after a simple bandage, the wound had stopped bleeding.

Although he has received rigorous fighting training and his physical fitness is not comparable to ordinary people, no matter how powerful the tiger is, he cannot withstand many wolves. Under the opponent's sea of ​​people tactics, his physical strength is almost exhausted.

The bobcat sitting next to the cheetah looked even more embarrassed. The hair on its head was missing several pieces, the scalp was stained with blood, and a stick on its left cheek was bruised. The clothes on its body were torn to pieces. It looked as embarrassing as it was.

"Cheetah, you said, can we still get out of here alive this time?" The bobcat leaned against the wall, turned his head, looked at the cheetah beside him, and asked bitterly.

"According to the current situation, these guys should be coming for the boss. They trapped us here, just to attract the boss and then drag the boss down with the human wave tactics. So we are safe before the boss falls down." Although Cheetah has developed limbs, it is naturally not easy to be a pre-selected person for Wolf Teeth.

"Hey, it seems that we are in danger this time. Although the boss can fight, how many more can he fight? There are more than a hundred people on the other side." The bobcat was frowning, looking up at the ceiling with his head and muttering with a sad face.
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