Super Master of Female President

Thinking of this, He Youcheng's anger rose in his heart.

Damn, it turns out that the dog can't change the shit.

I thought that this **** would not play around with me anymore, but I didn't expect to bring the wild man to the house.

"Are you Qingqing's little white face?"

He Youcheng stared at the man fiercely, and slowly touched his right hand to his waist.

The man was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "He Youcheng, I think you have misunderstood. Your woman is in the room upstairs, just fainted. I didn't touch her.

As for my coming here today, my purpose is to find you..."

"Find me?"

He Youcheng looked at the man suspiciously and said, "What are you looking for with me, we don't seem to know him."

"You don't know me, but I know you."

The man took a sip of the red wine on the table, then stood up, walked towards He Youcheng, and said: "As for my purpose of looking for you, it is very simple...that is, to kill you..."

"what?!"

He Youcheng exclaimed, and immediately took out the pistol from his waist, pointed it at the man, and said viciously: "Stop me! Say, who sent you to kill me?!

Give you a chance, as long as you speak out, I can promise not to kill you... Otherwise, I will shoot you directly and send you to hell! "

"He Youcheng, I think you should have made a mistake..."

The man said lightly, and then said: "You are the one who should go to hell!"

The voice fell off.

call out!

A dagger shot directly out of the man's hand and shot at He Youcheng's heart!

This scene happened so quickly that He Youcheng didn't react, he didn't have time to shoot, before he could call people, a dagger made a "poof", and it pierced He Youcheng's heart!

boom!

He Youcheng fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing from his heart, staining the ground red, and shortly after he died.

"This old guy is just verbose, it's a waste of my time."

The man clapped his hands, then took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Ye Fei.

The content of the text message is very simple: Phineas, the task is complete.

Then, after the man put away his mobile phone, he quickly jumped out of the window.

After a while, the man disappeared into the night...

This evening, forty-five warriors of the Jagged League who had practiced ancient martial arts hunted and killed a group of high-level members of the Kowloon Society in various urban areas in the three provinces of Hei, Ji, Liao, and Liao.

In just a few hours, six or seven rudder masters and more than a dozen hall masters of the Kowloon Club died in the hands of mysterious people.

And, every once in a while, someone will die.

Bloody and confused this night, the killing in the dark night continues.

All of a sudden, great riots broke out at the rudder and halls of the Kowloon Club.

At this time, the headquarters building of the Kowloon Club in Liao Province.

The building was brightly lit, with cars coming and people coming in and out.

Everyone had a gloomy face, and there seemed to be dark clouds above their heads.

At this time, in a huge office in the headquarters building of the Kowloon Club, it was almost full of people.

These people have different body shapes, some are lean and some are obese, but everyone has tattoos on their bodies, and they look like social people.

"Boss, what the **** is going on? Why did the rudder master and the hall master of our Kowloon Club have been assassinated one after another tonight?"

A fat man with a bald head looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the office chair and asked.

"Yes, this is really weird. According to reason, no one would dare to provoke us in the entire north now!"

A black-faced man also took the sentence.

Others are also very annoyed.

In the past few years, their Kowloon Club has been going smoothly, and no one dared to provoke them, so they lived very comfortably and moisturized.

Because of this, the sudden situation tonight caught them a bit off guard.

Sitting behind a mahogany desk was a mighty and mighty middle-aged man wearing a white Chinese tunic suit with a little gray hair, a thin face, narrow eyes and long eyes.

On his neck, a dragon head tattoo can be vaguely seen.

This middle-aged man has nine dragons tattooed on his body, so others call him "Nine-Stripe Dragon".

Therefore, this middle-aged man is the boss of the Kowloon Society, the nine-stripe dragon Xue Shengtian.

Xue Shengtian was a wage earner who came to the north from a different place in the past. Relying on his courage and wit, he has come to the present step by step and has worked hard to create his own country.

Speaking of Xue Shengtian's legendary deeds, it can be counted as three days and three nights.

In short, in the underground world of the north, Xue Shengtian is the emperor of the earth.

And standing against the wall behind Xue Shengtian was a young man with long black hair and black clothes. His face was handsome, but pale and scary.

In the entire northern underground world, no one dared to provoke this young looking man.

Because this man was named Pu Yongsheng, nicknamed "King of Ghosts," Xue Shengtian's bodyguard, and the top master of the entire Kowloon Club, invincible.

Therefore, no one dares to be disrespectful to the King of Ghosts.

"Just be quiet for me! What are you panicking!!"

Xue Shengtian screamed, and coldly glanced at everyone present, and said: "We haven't encountered any big winds and waves? Does this scare you?!"

When everyone present heard it, they opened their mouths, but did not dare to say a word.

Xue Shengtian turned his head to look at the black-faced man, and said, "Black wolf, have you found any of your people? Who on earth is killing our people?"

"Boss, I have sent someone to investigate, and there is no news yet." The black-faced man replied.

"Haven't found it yet?"

Xue Shengtian squinted his eyes and said, "Are there any movements from some of our enemies tonight?"

"Boss, they didn't move. So, it shouldn't be them." The black-faced man said.

"Then what happened to the other forces?" Xue Shengtian asked again.

"nor."

The black-faced man shook his head and said, "Boss, I don't think our northern forces did it."

"Since it's not our power here, could it be an external power?" Xue Shengtian asked.

The black-faced man thought for a while and said, "Boss, if an external force enters, our eyeliner should be aware of it.

However, my people did not find any forces coming to our north..."

"Neither our people here did it, nor an outside force did it, so who would it be?!"

Xue Shengtian's face sank, and his eyes were full of icy colors.

"Boss, do you think Ninghai's Jagged Alliance did it?"

A gentle-looking man wearing silver-rimmed glasses narrowed his wise eyes and said something.

This man was named Guo Yuqiong, the first military division of the Kowloon Club, code-named "Demon Master". He and the Ghost King were both masters and martial artists. He helped Xue Shengtian fought countless victories and established the status of the northern hegemon of the Kowloon Club.

"The Jagged Alliance?"

Hearing Guo Yuqiong's words, Xue Shengtian frowned slightly and asked: "Yuqiong, why do you think this was done by the Jagged Alliance?"

Guo Yuqiong pushed his glasses and said, "Boss, the reason why I think of the Jagged Alliance is based on two points. First, the Jagged Alliance has already issued us a war book a few days ago, so they will definitely go to war against us. .

Second, during this period of time, I had a more in-depth understanding of the Jagged Alliance. The development and rise of the Jagged Alliance took only a short year.

This shows that the Jagged Alliance is very efficient, and once it decides who to fight against, it will never delay time.

Moreover, the Jagged Alliance has also specially trained a group of assassins who are very good at assassinations. Therefore, I think this time it should be done by the Jagged Alliance..."

"Military strategist, you too value the Jagged Alliance, right?"

Hengrou Fatty smiled disdainfully, and said: "I think the Jagged Alliance doesn't have the guts at all. They just pretended to show us the war."

"That is, the Jagged Alliance wants to wrestle with us, they are not qualified!"

Someone echoed one sentence.

For a while, everyone present at the scene agreed, saying that this matter was definitely not the result of the Jagged Alliance.

However, only Xue Shengtian fell silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

A few minutes later.

Xue Shengtian said indifferently: "I think what the military commander said is not unreasonable. It is possible that what happened tonight was really done by the iron blood..."