In the evening, Wang Hai hurried over, and as soon as they met, he split his head and asked, "The third master was really killed by Uncle De?"

Yingzi looked up and asked, "How do you know?"

Wang Haidao: "It was Uncle De who told me, and when he came to me in the afternoon, he told me in person that he betrayed the third master and killed the third master! He also showed me some evidence, including a chat record with the mourning dog. ”

Yingzi was silent, he didn't expect that Uncle De would adopt such an extreme approach, the reason why he did it was self-evident, it was to expose the true face of the mourning dog, and give the third master justice, but he didn't think about what the consequences would be if he did this?

"In addition to telling you about this, did the third master tell anyone else?" asked Yingzi.

"Uncle De said that he would make it clear to the big guys in the gang about this, and now I guess I am not the only one who knows! Is this matter true?" Wang Haidao.

"It's true!" said Eiko softly.

"How can this be?" Wang Hai couldn't accept it for a while.

Yingzi sighed: "Uncle De also has his own troubles, now is not the time to say this, you send someone to keep an eye on the mourning dog, don't let him run away, at the meeting, I must let him not survive, he can't die." ”

In the next few days, Uncle De visited all the bigwigs of the Fuqing Gang one by one, and many people found it difficult to accept this fact, thinking that Uncle De was crazy. But when I saw the evidence that Uncle De came up with, I had to believe it one by one.

There are those who scold Uncle De for being wolf-hearted, and there are also those who sympathize with his suffering. But for mourning dogs, everyone has only one attitude, that is, they must be punished according to the gang rules.

Some people were originally inclined to the camp of mourning dogs, but seeing that the momentum was a little bad, they also criticized the mourning dogs, and in a few days, the mourning dogs became traitors from the biggest hit of a new gang leader.

At the suggestion of some people, the manor of the mourning dog was surrounded by a large group of people to prevent him from escaping. Most of the guards in the Mourning Dog Manor, except for some hardcore henchmen, fled when they heard the news. The cleaners, cooks, and housekeeping staff had already escaped. In the blink of an eye, a bustling manor became bleak.

In the deserted villa, the mourning dog sat on the sofa with unkempt hair, and his eyes were bloodshot. On the coffee table in front of him, there were more than a dozen bottles worth tens of thousands of dollars scattered.

Da, da, da, the footsteps were particularly clear in this empty villa, the mourning dog raised its head, and a girl with a beautiful face walked in.

The mourning dog grabbed the wine bottle, raised his head and poured a big sip of wine, and said with a miserable smile: "I can't imagine that my mourning dog is famous, and in the end I was defeated by a yellow-haired girl!"

"You are not defeated by my hands, you are defeated by your own ambitions!" Yingzi said coldly.

The mourning dog waved his hand and said drunkly: "Don't tell me that you don't have these things, if it weren't for you and your powerful brother rushing back, tomorrow would be the day I was crowned the leader of the gang." Lao Tzu's ambition can be realized, and when the time comes, the entire G province will be Lao Tzu's final say!"

Yingzi sneered: "Do you really think that you can sit back and relax when you become the gang leader? Even if you become the gang leader, do you think those old subordinates of the third master will obey you? Will Wang Hai listen to you? Will Hou Xing listen to you? Will Uncle De let you go after rescuing the doll? If you can sit in the position of the boss with some conspiracy and tricks, then all the emperors in history are conspirators!"

The mourning dog paused and sneered: "Now that you win, naturally whatever you say!"

Yingzi said coldly: "Mourning dog, do you know what I'm here for?"

"What are you doing? Come and see Lao Tzu's jokes, come and look down on Lao Tzu as a winner, what else can you do?"

Yingzi smiled coldly: "You are wrong, I am here to prevent you from committing suicide, you killed the third master, I want you to survive and not die!"

The mourning dog's pupils shrank suddenly, and at this moment, a thin needle flew silently and pierced his neck, and in an instant, his whole body became numb.

The mourning dog looked at Yingzi who was approaching step by step with fear on his face.

Inside a manor, lights were everywhere, and the crowd was endless, and the triennial plea meeting of the Fuqing Gang officially began.

Originally, the Fuqing Gang's cordial meeting usually invited some familiar gangs to watch the ceremony, but this year, due to the special situation, there were no gangs to watch the ceremony. The participants in the meeting were all members of the Fuqing Gang from all over the province.

In the hall of a house in the manor, more than a dozen people were sitting in a precarious position, and a meeting was underway. Presiding over the meeting was Hou Xing.

"I think you all already know that the mourning dog kidnapped Jiang Chengde's grandson and coerced Jiang Chengde to drug and assassinate the third master, today we will discuss first, what should be done with the mourning dog and Jiang Chengde!" Hou Xing said.

"What else can be done, the funeral dog is extremely evil, according to the gang rules, it should be three knives and six holes!" said an old man with a long beard angrily.

"Yes, it should be dealt with according to the gang rules!" the other dozen or so people nodded.

Hou Xing said: "Since everyone agrees, then the mourning dog will be dealt with in accordance with the gang rules." Next, what should Jiang Chengde do?"

After Hou Xing's voice fell for a few seconds, no one spoke, and after a while, one person said: "I think it should be dealt with according to the gang rules!"

"I don't agree!" Wang Hai stood up and retorted, "Although Uncle De did something wrong, he was also coerced by the mourning dog, and afterwards, Uncle De stood up and exposed the true face of the mourning dog, and spoke outly about what he did.

Several people nodded in agreement.

"That being said, the law is not merciful, and the gang rules are not merciful, everything should be in accordance with the gang rules, otherwise we will talk about love in the future, what is the use of the gang rules?" another person retorted, and a few bigwigs nodded in agreement.

Seeing that everyone did not reach an agreement, Hou Xing said: "Since everyone has no unanimous opinion, we will raise our hands to vote, and the minority obeys the majority! Now if you are in favor of a lighter punishment, please raise your hand!"

After Hou Xing finished speaking, he also raised his hand, then glanced down, and frowned slightly, because there were seven people who raised their hands, and there were a total of fourteen people present, and those who raised their hands did not raise their hands accounted for half of them.

Wang Hai stood up and said, "I think we should also ask the opinion of the third master's relatives on this matter!"

"The third master has never married a wife, how can he have any relatives?"

Wang Haidao: "Miss Yingzi is in the manor now, I think she should have a certain right to speak!"