Shen Lang stood on the rostrum, in a somewhat embarrassing situation, if it weren't for the presence of so many people, he would have slapped all the dozen or so young people in front of him to death

At this time, Ouyang Rui behind him asked, "What did that young man say just now?"

Zhou Wenying on the side replied: "He seems to be talking about the Longteng Group, maybe he leaked out of a hurry." ”

"Did you leak your mouth?" Ouyang Rui sneered and said: "How old is this young talent, when the Longteng Group was at its peak, he was only a teenager, and he had not experienced the golden age of the Longteng Group at all, how could he have an impression of this group? How could he say these four words?"

Zhou Wenying smiled: "I only have this kind of explanation, is it possible that this Fengyun Group is still the incarnation of Longteng Group?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Wenying couldn't help but chuckle, her statement was really a bit ridiculous in her opinion, if the Longteng Group really existed, I am afraid that the four royal families would have already exploded.

Although Zhou Wenying was laughing, Ouyang Rui couldn't laugh, he looked at the dozen young people with a gloomy face, and said softly: "Do you think this is funny? I haven't paid attention to Fengyun Group before, after these few days of understanding, the doubts in my heart are getting heavier and heavier, this Xiang Feng has only been in Guangling City for a year or two, how can it rise so quickly?"

Ouyang Rui's eyes had a hint of gloom, he looked at the group of young people, and said coldly: "Moreover, there are a group of loyal subordinates under Xiang Feng's command, except for some big families that have fallen, do you think there are other possibilities?" These people under Xiang Feng's command are almost all A-level masters, except for the four major royal families, what other force do you think can be compared to Xiang Feng?"

Ouyang Rui's every word was like a heavy hammer, hammering Zhou Wenying's chest, the smile on Zhou Wenying's face disappeared in an instant, and then a trace of panic appeared, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Is it possible? This Fengyun Group is really a continuation of Longteng Group?"

The more Zhou Wenying thought about it, the more scared he became, their generation knew too well what kind of organization Longteng Group was.

The chairman of Longteng Group is the founder of Longmen. In that era, even the four major royal families had to act according to the eyes of the Longteng Group, what a huge influence this was.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if the Longteng Group declines, there are still a few loyal guests behind the Longteng Group, and each of these guests is enough for Zhou Wenying to look up to.

Shen Lang said in a deep voice: "Don't scare yourself first, if the Fengyun Group is really the continuation of the Longteng Group, then after so many days, why didn't anyone come to find the field? I have disabled more than 20 of them." ”

Shen Lang's words gave Ouyang Rui and Zhou Wenying a reassurance, Zhou Wenying smiled: "It makes sense, it really scared me just now, it is estimated that this group of young people, I don't know where they heard the legend of the Longteng Group, so they ran over to scare us." ”

Zhou Wenying and Shen Lang sang and harmonized, which also put Ouyang Rui's high heart down, more than ten years ago, Ouyang Rui was just a 3A-level master, and a casual senior employee of Longteng Group could hit him all over the ground to find teeth.

Ouyang Rui said coldly: "You are right, even if the Fengyun Group is really the continuation of the Longteng Group, but Xiang Wentian has been dead for so many years, I'm afraid that their guest Qing will long since cease to exist." ”

Shen Lang agreed: "What Mr. Ouyang said is right, if they really have masters, they would have been sent out a long time ago, how could they wait until today? ”

Ouyang Rui nodded and said, "Go ahead, but pay attention to proportion, so many people are watching." ”..

"I understand. Shen Lang responded and walked off the rostrum quickly.

He first summoned a few of his disciples over and instructed: "Take the video files of those media reporters and destroy them, and tell them not to shoot them again." ”

"Yes. The disciples immediately ran towards the media reporters.

The dozen or so young people who suddenly appeared completely overturned Ouyang Rui's abacus, and if this video was broadcast, Ouyang Ruike would really lose face.

Shen Lang had a gloomy face and walked to Song Yushu's side, as soon as he saw Shen Lang coming, Song Yushu hurriedly said, "Mr. Shen, you give me a little time, and I will deal with it immediately." ”

Shen looked at the dozen or so young men with a grim gaze, and said in a cold voice: "You don't need to deal with this matter, if you can handle it well, you will have to deal with it a long time ago, and you will still be left with this kind of trouble?" ”

What else Song Yushu wanted to say, Shen Lang was no longer patient, and now that those reporters had turned off the cameras, he didn't have any worries in his heart.

Shen Lang raised his right palm and slapped it directly at the young man he led, seeing Shen Lang move, Song Yushu couldn't hold back any longer, he took out a short sword from his arms and stabbed Shen Lang's neck directly from behind.

The speed of his sword was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already pierced Shen Lang's skin.

And at this moment, Shen Lang's body actually moved half an inch to the right, just dodging Song Yushu's attack, but despite this, Shen Lang's back of his neck was still scratched with a shallow blood mark.

Shen Lang roared at Song Yushu and shouted: "I already knew that you were pretending to be attached, and you were looking for death by yourself, so you can't blame me." ”

After speaking, Shen Lang's right palm slapped heavily on Song Yushu's chest, and his palm directly slapped Song Yushu out of more than 20 meters.

Song Yushu fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell unconscious on the spot.

Shen Lang withdrew his right palm and threw himself at the dozen or so young people, he jumped in front of the young man in front of him, and slapped the top of the young man's head from top to bottom.

If this palm was slapped, it would be enough to burst the young man's brain, and just as his palm was about to hit the top of the young man's head, a figure suddenly flashed in.

With a 'snap', Shen Lang's right palm was grabbed by a hand that looked like tree bark.

The hand was very old, and its owner was wrinkled and clumsy. This old man was about a meter, he looked dry and thin, and he was wearing a relatively old-fashioned Zhongshan suit, which was full of patches and a little white after washing.

The old man grabbed Shen Lang's right palm and said slowly: "You have to spare people and spare people, it's just that you have occupied the Fengyun Group, why do you still want to kill people?"

"Let me go!" Shen Lang clenched his right fist, intending to break away from the palm that firmly grasped his wrist.

The old man didn't intend to carry it with Shen Lang, he let go of his hand and just blocked it in front of the young man.

Seeing this old man, Lou Ruolan, who came quickly, was full of shock, she knew this old man, this old man was the cleaner who cleaned them, Lou Ruolan was very pitiful when she saw that he had no children and no daughters, so she was hired.