It was a week after the Bangser appeared again, which means that the entire underground forces in Shanghai were already controlled by Cao Zhehua. Even the Iron Blood Group, the overlord of the Southeast gang, lost most of its strength in this contest.

He Neng didn't even explain the words to the old team leader. The Blood Killing Group was slaughtered overnight, which made him feel even more frightened.

"If you want to survive, there is only one way, that is, to accept the iron blood group in full. If you do it, I will give you the final support."

This is the sheriff's cold threat. After several failures, he no longer has the patience.

It is a secret that He Neng's existence in the Iron Blood Group. Although the affairs in the group were handed over to him after the old leader was unable to handle them, outsiders only knew that there was a deputy leader, and there were definitely no more than five people who had actually seen him.

His superficial identity is the chairman of Dongping Group and a serious businessman.

This is an old man. Seeing his declining appearance, he kept breathing even while sitting there. It can be seen that he had exhausted all his energy in his life, and he was just breathing in his breath at this moment, and there was not much left in the rest of his life.

"Why? Why do you do this? The Blood Killing Group is my lifelong hard work. You dare to steal my Iron Blood Order and let them be destroyed overnight."

His surname is Chen, or in the world, no one can remember his name, but in the Iron Blood Group, he is a spiritual power, majestic and inviolable.

"Father-in-law, this is just an accident. Bushe betrayed the Iron Blood Group. As the deputy commander, can't I make such a decision?" Although He Neng is still fifty or sixty years old, he is still a junior in front of this old man.

Although the old man was old, he was not confused. He snorted coldly and said, "Is that so, are you really doing it for the Iron Blood Group?"

How could he show anger on his face and shouted: "I said, "Son-in-law, half of my son, father-in-law, you really hate me so much?"

The old man sighed faintly and said, "Xiaorong married you, which is the biggest mistake I have made in my life. How can I think your affairs can be hidden from me? Over the years, you have done so many bad things with the Iron Blood Group. You know very well in your heart that I don't want to pursue the past. I am old and have no time to continue managing the Iron Blood Group, so I decided to disband the Iron Blood Group."

He Neng was shocked and said hurriedly: "Father-in-law, you can't do this. Tens of thousands of brothers in the Iron Blood Group, how do you dismiss them and let them live in the future?"

"The roads are all made by yourself. If you like this kind of life, just go through it yourself. I will not let the Iron Blood Group become your tool. What can you do? You can leave too, and you don't have to come again in the future."

He Xiangnan stood quietly behind He Neng, feeling the shock and anger in the old man. In fact, he also felt that it was a pity that the Iron Blood Group would disband like this. Although three halls were lost in the battle in Shanghai, no one can underestimate the power of the Iron Blood Group.

He Neng said softly: "My father-in-law, do you really no longer consider your decision?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I have decided, you don't have to worry about it anymore, you can go!"

"Okay, since my father-in-law is so persistent, then I will listen to you. After so many years, how can I thank my father-in-law for taking care of me? Thank you deeply-received it-------------------------------------------------------------------------

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A sharp dagger had already pierced into the old man's chest. He was a little excited and pressed tightly on the old man's body. The dagger was pulled out and inserted again. The tears of crocodile were dripping in his eyes: "Father-in-law, thank you for taking care of me so much and teaching me the principles of survival of the fittest. Your spirit in heaven will definitely bless me, right?"

The old man's eyes were wide open and he didn't believe it until his death. The one who killed him would be the man whom his daughter would be entrusted to him for the rest of his life.

The dagger fell to the ground, and blood gushed like water. He Xingyang behind him looked a little bit muddy, but his eyes were filled with deeper coldness. Seeing his father cruelly killing his grandfather, he actually had a kind of urge to be happy.

"You, did you kill the regiment commander?" An old servant came in with water and asked in shock.

And the gang guard behind him, with the hint of He Neng, pulled him over, and the old servant fell to the ground, with pieces of tea cups.

"Xingyang, kill him." Lenglong words were to his son.

He Xingyang was shocked and shouted: "Dad------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

With a cold eyes turned, He Neng stared at him and snorted softly: "Yes!"

He Xingyang looked at the old servant who had taken great care of him in the past, felt a sense of pity, but he picked up the dagger from the ground, turned his head, waved his hand, and cut his throat.

He Neng nodded with relief and ordered: "Brother Yang, please clean up all the disobedient people here, it's annoying."

After the words came, Yang Bo, who had been following him like a shadow, walked out. With a gentle step, he showed up gently with a calm expression and slowly walked out under the eyes of the He family father and son.

The power of the Iron Blood Group began to be baptized with blood, but He Neng was not worried at all. Sitting in the high position of the group leader, he gently picked up the teacup, pressed his mouth, then squinted his eyes, shook his head, and felt very happy.

"The world in the southeast is our He family. He Xingyang, remember, you must not let anyone take it away!"

There was also a sense of surprise and excitement on He Xingyang's face, and he nodded heavily and replied: "Dad, I know."

In the face of cruel reality, how can we believe that those old people dare not disobey. As long as the power of the Iron Blood Group is integrated, even without the Blood Killing Group, he will still be the overlord of the Southeast and irreplaceable.

"You have done a good job and you need support. I will give it to you. This time, I hope you don't let me down again." Hearing the report of He Neng, the Rat King, the sheriff was quite satisfied. The boss's plan was getting tighter and tighter. This time, the Rat King finally did something right.

He didn't dare to be proud, and said vigilantly: "Don't worry, sheriff, I promise you that the southeast is soon, and it will be the world of darkness."

After putting down the phone, thinking about the powerful firepower support that will be immediately, and a large number of experts and a huge start-up capital, how could he ignite a cigar with great excitement and fall into a dream of dreams?

"Dad, I have a friend who wants to see you, from the capital."

He Neng was shocked, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he calmed down for a moment, and asked, "What is the identity?" At this time, of course, he knew that his son would not introduce some useless people.

He Xingyang showed joy on his face, and he approached He Neng's side, and his voice was light: "He is just a vicious villain, but he heard that he is half of the king's claw."

If he hadn't heard of Half King yet, he wouldn't be considered a top-notch person. Although Half King is a taboo topic, everyone knows it well that it is a person standing at the peak of power.

The person who came in was not very popular. Just looking at his image, it would seem a bit vulgar. But if Feng Xi was here at this time, you would see at a glance that this was Mr. Jia Liu from the capital.

"Are you the boss of the Iron Blood Group?" Jia Liu has always been arrogant and has a hard time changing his temper. In his heart, except for the people in the capital, everyone in the local area is just a local snake and doesn't even look at it.

"I look like an old man who is about to die. Brother He Xingyang, what you introduced is right, can he really help me?"

How could he not be angry? The more he interacts with such arrogant people, the more he can get greater benefits. Although this person seems to be a mess, half of the king uses him has a lot of help, so he still needs to be more arrogant in the face.

He Xingyang was a little embarrassed: "Young Master Jia, this is my father, now in charge of the Iron Blood Group. As long as my father promises to help you, there will be no problems."

When Jia Liu heard this, he didn't even mean to apologize. Anyway, he shouted for granted: "Okay, okay, as long as your Iron Blood Group helps me with this matter, I can give you great benefits!"

He said with a oh-so-naughty voice: "Young Master Jia is a noble man. Of course, this great benefit will not be missing. I wonder if there is any place that needs the help of our Iron Blood Group?"

Many things in the world have rules, and things belong to the same. He Xingyang and Jia Liu can get together, of course because they have the same mind.

"Destroy this woman Feng Xi for me. I want to train the four girls under her to be ** and play with them for the rest of my life."
Chapter completed!