The first one to start was the young man named Xiong Zhangqing.
The young man was holding a kind of scimitar that Xie Wendong had never seen before.
The sword was about one foot and two feet long and curved outward.
The back of the knife curves with the blade.
There are two blood grooves and two stripes of wavy nail prints on both sides.
The blade is extremely sharp.
The handle is three to four inches long.
It is made of two pieces of wood and fixed with pins.
The young man named Xiong Zhangqing used a set of sword techniques that are very practical in reality.
They are not as fancy as those on TV, but they are very practical.
Lunge and straight thrust, empty step and level chop, parallel steps and straight thrust, the movements are compact, but there is no panic at all.
"Drink!"
The young man named Xiong Zhangqing shouted, his body jumped up high, and the sharp blade cut down one of the table legs.
The table was knocked over to the ground due to the force.
Seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded.
What kind of knife was this?
It was so sharp.
The table that was beaten to the ground by the young man was made of hard sandalwood.
Sandalwood is the first of all woods.
There are only a few weapons that can directly cut through sandalwood.
"Okay."
Everyone couldn't help but applaud after watching Xiong Zhangqing's performance.
Xie Wendong took a step forward, took Xiong Zhangqing's knife, touched the blade with his fingers, and asked: "Brother, what kind of knife is this?"
"Brother Dong, this is Miao Dao."
The young man named Xiong Zhangqing replied.
"Miao Knife" Xie Wendong really didn't know there was such a knife in the world with such a sharp edge.
"Okay, not bad."
Xie Wendong handed the knife to Xiong Zhangqing and nodded with satisfaction.
"Brother, what do you know?"
After watching Xiong Zhangqing's wonderful performance, Ren Changfeng also expressed curiosity about another young man who came with him.
"Brother Dong, you're showing off your ugliness."
The young man protected his hands and said politely.
For some reason, the young man did not take out his weapon, but clapped his hands.
There was a "pop" sound.
After two "pops" and the third click, a semi-automatic pistol suddenly appeared in the young man's empty hand.
The pistol rotated around his fingers, and there were three crisp gunshots, "Bang, Bang, Bang," and three more bullets were fired from the glass.
Since the top floor of Hongmen was installed with bulletproof glass, the bullets did not penetrate it, but embedded inside.
Originally this was nothing, just a little magic trick, but when the brothers came to the glass and saw it, everyone was dumbfounded.
Three bullet holes were lined up in a row.
What made everyone even more ashamed was that the three bullets The bullet holes were made close together.
What a terrible marksmanship.
It is estimated that only Huang Yaner, the master of Meihongmen, has such a realm. " Golden Eyes on the side took off the three bullets and handed them to Xie Wendong, his tone full of excitement: "Brother Dong, what an amazing marksmanship."
Xie Wendong also saw it.
Xie Wendong was quite satisfied with the performance of the two.
It seemed that the half-year training camp at Wangyue Pavilion had achieved great results.
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"You two, come here."
Xie Wendong greeted.
"It's Brother Dong."
The two said in unison.
The young man named Li Songda took a step and suddenly realized that he still had a gun in his hand.
He paused and threw the gun high into the air.
His left hand was raised simultaneously with the gun-throwing action.
The pistol came close to his hand. , suddenly disappeared into thin air in front of everyone.
The two walked up to Xie Wendong and lowered their heads respectfully.
In their minds, they had never stood in front of Brother Dong at such a close distance.
This man, who was like a god in the eyes of the Wendonghui boys, was standing in front of him alive at this moment.
To say I wasn't nervous would be a lie.
Both of them had a slight sweat on their foreheads, and their hands and feet were shaking unnaturally.
Xie Wendong said softly: "Okay, okay, you two will stay by my side from now on and clear the obstacles for me."
"Yes, Brother Dong."
The two of them replied in unison.
In this way, Xiong Zhangqing and Li Songda, two younger brothers at the bottom of the Wendong Society, stayed by Xie Wendong's side with their extraordinary abilities.
Xie Wendong gained two people, which was equivalent to adding another arm.
From then on, the two worked hard for Xie Wendong's road to dominance.
Become a sharp knife for Xie Wendong.
One of the two, Xiong Zhangqing, is known as the "Shaving Rakshasa" by people in the underworld for his extraordinary martial arts and superb knife skills, which means that he kills people as easily as shaving his head, while the other one likes magic and has mysterious marksmanship. , were called "Ghost Hands" by people in the underworld.
The two made great achievements for Xie Wendong's future hegemony.
There is a saying in the world that "when two ghosts get together, things will change." certainly.
These are all things for later.
There were still two days before the Hongmen Summit.
At the invitation of Xie Wendong, the bosses of seventeen Hongmen families came to China early.
Of course, it was not the tacit understanding of these people, but that Xie Wendong had advanced the time given to them by two days.
Of course, they also know that this summit is not that simple.
When Yuan Tianzhong, Ren Changfeng and others led the seventeen bosses to the top level of Hongmen headquarters, Xie Wendong was the only one in the office.
"Brother Xie, what are you looking at?"
It was Zhong Abo who spoke.
As soon as he entered the office on the top floor, he was curious when he saw Xie Wendong looking at a hanging world map with great interest.
"Oh, it turns out that the seniors are here, please take a seat."
Xie Wendong turned around and said with a smile.
"Wendong, why are you so interested in a map?"
Zhong Abo sat down and asked.
"I'm looking at something like Hongmen."
Xie Wendong lengthened the pronunciation of the next few words.
"World Hongmen means everyone here."
Xie Wendong shook his hands and sat down.
"We Wendong, we are not the only Hongmen in the world.
Haha."
The speaker was an old man in his sixties or seventies.
This person was none other than Huang Kun, the eldest brother of the Meihongmen.
"Yes, apart from us, there are many other branch brothers of Hongmen in the world."
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Xie Wendong said: "If we add up the Hongmen in the world, we have over one million members.
Including the brothers who have not officially joined the membership , I won’t say it, but all the seniors here also know Dao.
What is the concept of over one million?
This means that no government in the world, let alone a mere gangster, dares to touch us.
In the daytime, we are Chinese and businessmen.
At night, we are the kings of the local underground.”
Xie Wendong's words aroused everyone's enthusiasm.
Yes, if that were the case, then who else in the whole world would dare to shout with him?
Any individual or an organization can do it without any effort as long as he is willing. , destroy them all.
Seeing everyone looking thoughtful, Xie Wendong changed the topic.
With a sad expression, he said: "But the reality is that we are not afraid all the time.
We are afraid of being attacked by the local gangsters and the local government.
If they don't like it, they can make us disappear.
Seven years ago, Russia's Hongmen Tomahawked The black belts joined forces to eliminate them.
Three years ago, Hongmen in India was wiped out by the local government.
Hongmen in Finland rebelled and was annexed by local gangs.
Two years ago, the core of Hongmen in Mongolia was completely killed by a group of mysterious people.
Taiwan.
Hongmen was destroyed by the Qinggang...
There are too many such examples.
Hongmen branches around the world are disappearing at a rate of half every year.
Maybe in a few years, it will be me and all the brothers here.
Xie Wendong’s words were so shocking.
Yes, what Xie Wendong said is absolutely correct.
Xie Wendong is not alarmist.
Who can guarantee that such a tragedy will not happen to him in a few years.
Everyone was thinking and kept silent.
The venue was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Finally, after a long time.
Albert Zhong, the eldest brother of the Italian Hongmen, said: "Then we will unite and form a big alliance.
If anyone dares to touch us, we will let him die without a burial place."
Being under the eyes of the Italian Mafia, the largest gang in the world, Zhong Yabo knows this very well.
Among other things, recently, the Italian Mafia has been eyeing a piece of his territory and has sent people to it many times.
Provoke and lure them into battle.
"Yes, yes, we have to unite..."
With Zhong Yabo taking the lead, Liu Siyuan of the Hong Kong Hongmen and Sun Kai, the acting elder brother of the Dutch Hongmen, also nodded in agreement.
"Yes, that's right, we have to unite..."
"Brother Xie, I still remember that we once elected you to be the leader of the alliance, and your power is also the strongest among the brothers here.
It's time for us to fulfill our promise If it’s time, we will choose you to lead this big alliance.”
The eldest brother here also wants to be the leader of the alliance, but this is an era where strength speaks for itself, even though they all entered Taoism much earlier than Xie Wendong.
There was only one person present who didn't speak, and that was Huang Kun, the eldest brother of Meihongmen.
Liu Gang, the eldest brother of the British Hongmen who was sitting next to Huang Kun, asked: "Mr.
Huang, you are the most prestigious among us.
Only if you say yes, can we dare to relax and go out and do it.
If you say no, then we can't do it again." reconsidered.”
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The eldest brother present also agreed and said that Liu Gang was right.
Although the eldest brothers here seemed to do what Xie Wendong said, they were not very confident, so they asked Huang Kun to say a few words.
At this time, prestige showed its power.
As long as Huang Kun said "no", Xie Wendong's plan could be said to have failed in half.
Although Xie Wendong knew that Huang Kun treated him well, he was not sure that he would agree.
After all, this was a matter of vital interest.
Seeing that everyone was waiting for his answer, Huang Kun put down the cup in his hand, and then slowly said: "As long as Wangyue Pavilion agrees, everything we do will be done according to our standards, and I can't change anything."
"Wow" After hearing this, Xie Wendong breathed a sigh of relief, but he still held back the excitement in his heart and said lightly: "I got the news that for this Hongmen summit, Wangyue Pavilion is preparing to absorb all the Hongmen to form a big group. , and the overall command lies with Wangyue Pavilion."
An elder brother from "Wangyue Pavilion" said strangely: "Don't they care about worldly affairs?
Why did they pop up at this time?"
"Brother Ren, what are you talking about?
Have you forgotten that the Hongmen of the world is a family and this is the gang's rule?
Disobeying Wangyue Pavilion, do you still want this position?"
The one who spoke was Huang Kun.
Although the old man was older, his temper remained the same as before and he was very fiery.
The eldest brother named Ren Shaocheng shook his head helplessly and did not dare to speak.
Not only was Huang Kun powerful in his own right, but he was also considered the most prestigious among the elder brothers.
This elder brother named Ren Shaocheng was much lower in seniority than him, so there was no shame in being scolded by a senior like him
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