Xie Donglai laughed, judging from the laughter, he was very satisfied with Jiang Luo's attitude.

"Jiang Luo, we misjudged you, you are really a responsible person.

Three days later, Liang Shichang will officially mourn, and when his cronies and children will return, you can take this opportunity to take them to the end.

Liang Shichang is still quite conscious, and a few years ago said that if he died suddenly, he asked his friend Mo Xiaoyong to come forward to preside over the funeral and select the next president of the Kowloon Society.

We have bought off Mo Xiaoyong and blocked the news externally, so you can let go and do it without worrying about the news leaking. ”

Jiang Luo sneered in his heart, knowing the wishful thinking of these bigwigs, in the name of doing a good job of cleaning up the aftermath for him, but in fact, he used his hands to eradicate dissidents.

However, he didn't plan to let go of Liang Shichang's cronies, cutting the grass to eradicate the roots, and the kindness of women can only bring endless disasters.

"Instructor Xie, thank you so much, you guys are really thoughtful for me, I'll prepare well these days. ”

"Well, I'm waiting for your good news", Xie Donglai hung up the phone.

Jiang Luo smiled, continued to eat apples, and by the way, he logged in to > good guy, Ling Fei's Meimei, who had just been added today, sent him more than a dozen messages, all of which were beautiful pictures of her in the mall suitable for fun.

The girl is so enthusiastic that it almost makes Jiang Luo have an illusion, could it be that the two have known each other for many years, and today they are just reunited?

This girl chased the ground too tightly, Jiang Luo was glad that he didn't leave her a phone, otherwise he would be even more unbearable with a love phone call sooner or later.

In the next few days, Jiang Luo seized the time to cultivate, honing his mind in the phantom array again and again, enhancing his actual combat experience, and preparing for the upcoming killing.

In a blink of an eye, on the day of Liang Shichang's funeral, celebrities and magnates in Nanning City flocked to the Hongfeng Funeral Home to attend the funeral.

The selection of the new president was held in secret in the Liang Mansion, and only the senior management of the Kowloon Club could attend, and the host was Mo Xiaoyong, the spokesperson of the Mo family in the business world, one of the four major families in Beijing, and an extremely shrewd old man.

In the Liang Mansion, there were eight people standing in the living room, four of whom were Liang Shichang's children and the other four were his apprentices, all of whom held important positions in the Kowloon Society.

Liang Shichang has a total of three sons and two daughters, except for the youngest son Liang Jinyu, all of them are martial arts masters, and their ambitions are not small.

The Kowloon Society is not a hereditary system, and there are capable people living in it, so the four proud disciples also stared at the position of president and refused to back down.

Eight people gathered together, usually brothers and sisters, senior brothers, and the relationship was harmonious, but today's atmosphere seemed very awkward, the hall was very quiet, there was no quarrel, no crying, only silence.

Liang Jinyu was born to Liang Shichang's little wife, and he is usually pampered, but he is not good at martial arts, he has no sense of existence among his children, and no one is good friends with him, so he is completely ignored at this time, and no one even cares if he does not attend the funeral.

In the courtyard, each of the eight candidates brought his men stood in a row, ignoring each other.

Mo Xiaoyong was dressed in a gray Tang suit, with a medium build, with a modest smile on his face, and greeted everyone.

Liang Chaofeng was wearing a bewitching cheongsam, painted with fashionable makeup, a pair of eyes looking forward to Shenfei, his eyes fell on the white coat standing on the side of the living room, and said with a smile: "Uncle Mo, you are really thoughtful, and you also brought a doctor." ”

Mo Xiaoyong said with a smile: "It is inevitable that someone will be injured today, of course I have to take all possible measures." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the white coat without a trace.

That person was Jiang Luo, who was wearing a white coat at this time and a stethoscope around his neck, like a meticulous doctor.

Liang Chaofeng is a face-control who has raised four or five little white faces, and she noticed Jiang Luo just because Jiang Luo was handsome.

The eight people all knew that Jiang Luo was a murderer, but they had just returned to Nanning and were busy preparing for the funeral and seizing power, so they didn't even know what Jiang Luo looked like, so they didn't recognize Jiang Luo.

Mo Xiaoyong saw that Liang Guanying was just a nymphomaniac, dispelled his worries, and continued: "I'm an outsider, and I'm not qualified to take care of the housework of the Kowloon Society, but Lao Liang had a trust before his death, and as a friend, I can't break my trust with him.

You are his sons and daughters and apprentices, and you are also the work of his life, and I hope you will not hurt your peace for the position of president. ”

Liang Shichang's eldest son, Liang Jinfeng, stood up and said with a smile: "Old Mo, I understand your good intentions, and we are not children, how can we hurt our own people for a false name?"

Please take a closer look and give us a verification. ”

The eldest disciple Yue Yuanqiao also said: "Yes, no matter who is the president, it is for the service of the Kowloon Society, we will not take it to heart, not to mention that the president is a rotation system, and it is elected every eight years, and there will be a chance in the future if you lose this election." ”

Before he finished speaking, a woman wearing a black dress and red boots, wavy curly hair, and a hot figure snorted coldly, sneered and said: "It's better to say than to sing, if you were really a gentleman, you wouldn't have let me down for a little slut back then." ”

The woman in the black dress is Liang Shichang's eldest daughter, Liang Chaoying, who is known as the pretty rakshasa, was not inferior to a man when she was young, and she was only in love with her senior brother Yue Yuanqiao, but she had no choice but to pay for it, and Yue Yuanqiao fell in love with someone else.

Therefore, every time they meet at the rally, Liang Chaoying has no good face for the negative person, everyone has long been used to it, and they are too lazy to meddle in the grievances between the two.

Yue Yuanqiao's old face was slightly red, and he said embarrassedly: "Chaoying, it's been thirteen years, and the past can't be traced, why do you want to be obsessed?"

Liang Chaoying tugged at the corners of his mouth and said resentfully: "Don't think that my old love is unforgettable, I just can't get used to your hypocrite's face." ”

The second daughter, Liang Chaofeng, chuckled, rolled her eyes, and said coquettishly: "Eldest sister, if you don't let go of the old yellow calendar, how can we compete today?"

"Hmph", Liang Chaoying turned his head and was silent.

Mo Xiaoyong was a little embarrassed, "If everyone has no opinion, follow me to the underground martial arts training ground now to compete with each other, and the one with the highest martial arts will be the next president." ”

Everyone looked at each other, but there was no objection.

When building the Liang Mansion, Liang Shichang specially designed an underground martial arts training ground, which was larger than the first floor of the villa, with ten plum blossom piles, a number of sandbags and two Duobao Pavilion shelves.

The shelves are full of cold weapons such as knives, guns, sticks, etc., and the cold is pressing.

Mo Xiaoyong took eight people in and said with a smile: "Now you are free to choose your competitors, fight in pairs, and decide the final winner after three rounds." ”

Liang Chaoying gritted his silver teeth and pointed at Yue Yuanqiao, "I choose him." ”

Yue Yuanqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and thought that he was completely sure of winning against his old lover Liang Chaoying.

"Eldest sister, you are really infatuated with the sword of love", Liang Jinfeng teased and looked at the second sister Liang Chaofeng, "Xiaofeng, let's have a discussion." ”

Liang Chaofeng was stunned, and stomped his feet in anger, "Big brother, we were born to the same mother, you actually want to kill me first, in vain I am so good to you." ”