City Marshal

The situation was as expected, the second day after the intermediary came out to speak, the Bamboo Union Gang and the Mohists had their first negotiation in the suburban square, but both sides fired at each other before they were seated, the representative of the Bamboo Union Gang was shot twice in the left arm, Three bosses fell on the spot, and a skirmish with guns and blades ensued.

Five days later, the two sides negotiated for the second time.

The members of the Bamboo Union gang who attended the meeting were attacked by Mohists on the road, two cars were knocked down the mountain on the spot, five gang members were cut off by the Mohist Shuangjue, and the Mohist side was planted with a car bomb, killing two Mohist The leader and nine disciples, this negotiation ended with the death of more than a dozen people on each side... Seven days later, the two sides finally sat down at the negotiating table safe and sound.

The two sides who had no strength to toss about started a difficult division of interests and compensation definition. Although the Mohist school had no manpower and territory, the Mohist Shuangjue was like a lion being raped and violent. The extremely tyrannical demanded that the Bamboo Union Gang pay 8000 million Taiwan dollars in compensation , At the same time, give up half of Taipei to the children of the Mohists.

The representative of the Bamboo Union Gang felt that it was extremely absurd, and rejected the Mohist Shuangjue without hesitation.

He laid out the various losses of the Bamboo Union Gang, and rationally analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of both sides. He demanded that the Mohists immediately withdraw from Taipei, go to Tainan to settle down and develop, and compensate the Bamboo Union Gang with [-] million Taiwan dollars. The territory, the Mohists scoffed at this condition, and then walked away.

He threatened that if the Zhulian gang didn't give an answer within two days, they would cut off Chen Taishan's head.

The negotiation has come to a dead end so far, either the Bamboo Union Gang retreats and accepts, or the Mohists are completely annihilated.

Now anyone who dares to ask Chen Taishan for money is tantamount to death. At that time, he was visiting the mortal world in the hospital. Dare to mess with me? Want to cut off my head? I will hack you scum first!"

"Wei Pozhu, call for four thousand elites to sweep away the Mohists tonight!"

Fan Jian guessed that there was a bottleneck in the negotiations that could not be broken through, but he was not in favor of a truce between the two sides. When he heard that Chen Taishan was determined to deal with the Mohist family, he smiled and said: "Master Chen, although the Mohisthism is in decline, it is still a bit heavy, not to mention the critical moment of life and death." We must be dying, we don't need to fight with them!"

Chen Taishan's eyes lit up slightly, and he said meaningfully: "Oh, do you have a good plan?"

Fan Jian nodded lightly, and said lightly: "Since the fight between the Bamboo Union Gang and the Mohists, apart from Shuai Jun watching the battle in secret, the rest of the gangs in Taiwan are also gloating. Master, you should send a message to all the gangs, asking them to gather together and fight against each other." The Mohists are going to kill them all, and whoever joins the siege team will be able to share the Mohist territory!"

Feng Yiyi concentrated her eyes, and asked quietly: "I'm afraid the gangsters don't know how to be cannon fodder?"

The corner of Fan Jian's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said meaningfully: "The Mo family is already at the end of its strength, no matter how powerful it is, there are limits to it, so each gangster is not afraid to gamble, and more importantly, they will worry about other gangsters participating in the encirclement and suppression team. If the gang gets the territory but they don't, it will put their power at a disadvantage, so they would rather be used."

A smile bloomed on Chen Taishan's face, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Mortal world, what a plan!"

Feng Yiyi also nodded slightly, this man is really wise and restrained.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, a convoy consisting of more than a hundred different vehicles can be called spectacular. There are many people and vehicles. Walking on the street, it is overwhelming. When entering a certain street, the car in front has often passed. Before the car behind came in, the sound of the rumbling motor became one piece.

They are the various gangsters in Taiwan, and they are now going to the Mohist territory to make trouble.

It was just after midnight when they arrived at the Mohist stronghold, and the Mohist disciples had already received the news. There were hundreds of Mohist disciples standing outside the gate of the stronghold. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time. The leader looks about 30 years old, with a burly body and a little fat.

The leader stood at the forefront of the Mohist camp, holding a large machete in his hand, and his face was full of arrogance. Although there were many gangsters, in the eyes of the experienced Mohist, they were just mobs. People from various gangs got out of the car one after another, and when they gathered in front of the stronghold, the leader of the Mo family shouted coldly: "What are you going to do?"

Relying on their own numbers, those gangsters are not as afraid of the Mohists as usual at this time. A famous little boss stepped forward two steps with a playful smile, approaching the leader of the Mohist, and said: "Brother, if you are sensible, you can take your Run away, this place belongs to us from today on!"

When the leader of the Mo family heard the words, his nose was almost crooked.

The Mohist disciples behind him were also angry, looking directly at the little boss who was talking. Although the Mohist sect was no longer organized and did not even have a central axis leader, these days, under the leadership of the Shuangjue of the Mohist sect, they died with the Bamboo Union. The bloody battle has already made them fearless about life and death, let alone the gangsters? "You, what are you!"

The leader of the Mo family shouted violently, then raised the machete with one hand, and slashed down on the head of the little boss.

Unexpectedly, he hit as soon as he said, the little boss's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly slashed his knife to parry, only to hear a loud clang, the little boss's knife was bent abruptly, and then the blade surface hit him hard on the head.

The little boss groaned in pain and staggered back.

When the people behind supported him, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were lax, and he fell into a semi-comatose state.

"what?"

The bosses and their gangsters gasped in fright, and subconsciously retreated a few steps. Grandma, I didn't expect the Mo family to have such momentum, no wonder they can survive until now.

"Humph!"

Seeing the terrified look of the other party, the Mohist leader's face became more arrogant, pointed at everyone with the tip of his knife, and shouted: "If you still have any sense, get the fuck out of me as soon as possible, don't be a victim of the Bamboo Union Gang for nothing, If not, I recognize people, but the knife in my hand does not recognize people!"

All the bosses came together to seek bad luck from the Mo family, so they would never be scared back like this, otherwise it would not only be difficult to explain to their brothers, but even the Bamboo Union Gang would despise themselves and despise themselves for being worthless. With one finger, he shouted hysterically: "Brothers, kill me!"

Following his words, the Gang Alliance waved their weapons and fought with each other.

As Chu Tian saw, this group of Mohist children were very powerful and skilled in combat. Although their numbers were not as large as those of the gang alliance, they did not lose in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people from both sides fought together, and saw swords and swords on the field, blood spurting, and shouts of killing.

Just at the moment of contact, both sides were injured and fell to the ground, and the battle was extremely fierce.

At this time, Chu Tian was watching the battle in the opposite building with a rather relaxed expression.

He pointed at the Mohist disciples, and said with a slight smile: "Unexpectedly, the Mohist family still has such confidence in this fight. A few hundred people in the district dare to fight to the death with the Zhulian Gang, and even dare to fight against the gangsters who have made trouble. If Mo Yunfeng was protected by them that day, so we may not be able to take his life so easily!"

Nameless Nie took half a step forward, swept past them and replied, "These Mohists were originally loose sand, but after repeated back-and-forth battles, they are not afraid of life and death, and those who can survive more than ten fights must be People with strong fighting power, and more importantly, they have a leader like the Mohist Shuangjue!"

Chu Tian nodded lightly, clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "The ruthless and tough attitude of the Mohist Shuangjue also made the remnants of the Mohist family turn into iron-blooded strength, but this kind of momentum is after all a flash in the pan. After tonight, the last stronghold of the Mohist family will be It will be defeated, the Mo family will fall apart in the true sense, and Shu Yunpeng can start recruiting remnant soldiers!"

Nameless Nie exhaled sullenly, agreeing and agreeing: "That's right, no matter how fierce the Mo Sect's children are, they can't withstand the onslaught of the various gangsters. Even if God is blessed to survive the opponent's attack and defend the stronghold, it will be difficult for them to withstand the two thousand elites of the Bamboo Union Gang. Chen Taishan has already surrounded the Mohist stronghold, and when the two sides are exhausted from fighting, they will come out to take advantage of it!"

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth flashed with a murderous arc, and he said lightly: "The planning of this battle is probably made by mortals!"

Nameless Nie frowned slightly, and asked in surprise, "Young commander, how did you see it?"

Chu Tian was calm, and responded clearly: "Whether it is to mobilize the timing of the various gangsters to come to attack, or to gather the minds of the bosses to do artillery fire, they are all similar to the previous methods of fighting in the mortal world. Don't you think Chen Taishan would think of sitting on the mountain?" Watching tigers fight? Wuming, it seems that the shot you fired didn't hit him hard!"

Nameless Nie lowered his head and said with a wry smile, "Young Commander, why don't I kill him tonight?"

Chu Tian shook his head without hesitation, and replied with his hands behind his back: "It's too cheap to let him die!"

Seeing that Chutian seemed to have other arrangements, Nameless Nie didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he turned to look at the battlefield. Before his eyes locked on the center of the fight, he felt a murderous aura coming, so he subconsciously flashed out the three-sided army thorn, and gathered With the power of my own hands, the clothes on my body began to slowly float in the air, and the dust seemed to be impacted by a strong air current, and it scattered around like waves.