In the southwestern border, a small town called Mengban in the Golden Triangle is the base camp of the Cankun Group, the biggest dark lord in Jinshanjiao.

The place where Chankun is located is the Three Regardless Zone, and it is also the most chaotic zone. It is bordered by the desert in the southwest, primeval forests in the east, and high mountains in the north.

It is precisely with such a unique geographical environment that Cankun Group can unscrupulously develop its forces here and become a dominant family.

At this time, in the headquarters building of the Cankun Group, the entire compound was heavily guarded, and in the conference hall, there were more than a dozen people sitting, and these people were the core members of the supreme leader of the Cankun Group.

Sitting at the top was a middle-aged man in his fifties, not tall, with a dark face, sparse hair, but neatly combed, a white gold-rimmed shirt that looked dignified and magnificent, his eyes were sharp, and his face was serious. The high seat showed his authority, and behind him stood two young men, one with a stubble on his back, about thirty years old. The other looked to be about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a slender figure, a face full of indifference, and a knife in his right hand was dazzling in the palm of his hand. The two are Cankun's two sons, the eldest Canyi Bear and the second Canyouhu.

And the leader on the left side of the next head is an old man, if Luo Yang is here, he will recognize him, he is Zuo Kuang who has been chasing Luo Yang, now Zuo Kuang seems to have recovered, the last time he was shot by Xie Cheng's sniper in the jungle, the two shots did not leave any traces on his body, and he was drinking tea one by one at this time.

Zuo Kuang is a bewitching woman in her thirties, with half-leaking clothes, all kinds of charms, full of charm, and a glance and smile with the ability to hook the soul. Her name is Liuniang, she was originally a person from the hidden door, but she went out of the mountain to practice but was accidentally accepted by Cankun.

The next one is a middle-aged man who thinks he is also in his fifties, with an elegant face and a pair of triangular eyes peeking at everyone at the scene from time to time.

On the right sat two people, the top of which was a small middle-aged man, with a yellowish complexion, but his spirit shone, and his eyes shining. The one who started was a middle-aged man with ancient begonian-skinned face, his face was full of stubble, a piece of fluff leaked from a cardigan, and he was holding a small bottle of liquor in his hand and drank it without taking a sip.

"Mr. Chankun, Fujiwara-kun and I came to visit you this time just to ask how you think about our cooperation?" The middle-aged man in the triangular eye looked at the top Cankun and said.

"Haha, the last time Mr. Chen came, I already said that as long as you send money and weapons over, we can cooperate at any time, but what you say is nice but so far Lao Tzu is money has not been seen, and there is no shadow of weapons, how can you let me believe you, you keep saying that you are an international organization, but his mother's international organization can't play a white note with Lao Tzu, right?" The top Chankun laughed and said.

"What Mr. Can said makes sense, there are rules for cooperation, and you naturally know that your concerns are helpless, this time I and Fujiwara-kun came to Mr. Can to send money to you." The little middle-aged man said with a smile. As he spoke, Taro Fujiwara, who was sturdy beside him, handed the suitcase under his feet to the small middle-aged man.

Cankun saw that the suitcase suddenly had a different color on his face, and waved his hand, and a little brother at the door took the box from the hand of the little middle-aged man, opened it, and slowly a box of US dollars inside.

"How much the fuck is this? Your international organization 'Takeda Kaisha' doesn't want to cooperate with me with such a small amount of money, do you? Cankun waved his hand, the little brother took the suitcase and took it aside, and the Cankun lit a thick cigar and continued.

"Of course, it's not just a little bit, we're just for Mr. Chan's tea and recreation, as long as we really start to cooperate, not to mention this little money, it's the entire bank, and we'll move it over for you." The small, middle-aged man continued.

"Hahahaha...... The tone is not small, and it is a little interesting. Say, since we have to start together, tell me what you want me to do for you? That Cankun laughed when he heard the little middle-aged man finish speaking, and after decades of mixing, Cankun naturally understood the truth, every penny, what you want, how much money you have, how many things you do, he doesn't think that these two people are purely sending him money.

"Mr. Chan is quick to talk, I really admire Rong Ma, since Mr. Can said so, then I will say it directly. I wonder if Mr. Chan has ever heard of a young man named Luo Yang? The little middle-aged man Rong Ma echoed and Cankun laughed twice and continued.

"Of course I've heard that two days ago, that guy killed one of my subordinates and robbed Lao Tzu of something, and Lao Tzu was preparing to find someone to deal with him in the past two days." That Chankun said.

Pan Lao Liu is Cankun's subordinate, when Pan Lao Liu was still in Mojiang, he learned that Fan Wuhuang had three Boluo flowers in his hands, and immediately told his eldest brother, Pan Chenggui, who was also under Cankun, that is, the triangular eyes of the beautiful woman in her thirties sitting on the scene. Pan Chenggui originally wanted to wait for his younger brother and younger brother to take it back for himself, but he didn't want to send someone to investigate the death of his younger brother and younger brother later, only to know that he was killed by a person named Luo Yang. So he reported to Cankun, and said that the medicinal value of the bowl flower was out of the blue, and only asked that Cankun to help him avenge his brother and brother.

And now, in Cankun's mouth, the three Boluo flowers seem to be his things, but instead Luo Yang is said to be a thief who robs his things.

"Since Mr. Chan has heard of it, he must know something about his past, right?" The little man continued to ask.

"Hmph...... A hairy boy, Lao Tzu can kill him at any time, why bother to know too much. When Cankun learned that his subordinates investigated and said that Luo Yang was a young man about twenty-three years old, he didn't take Luo Yang to heart anymore, in his opinion, no matter how powerful a young man in his twenties is, he can't be much more powerful.

"Mr. Chan's words are wrong. That Luo Yang seems to be only in his twenties but extremely cunning and brave, many of our Mr. Chen's subordinates died in his hands, even the Tongde League that allied with us was killed by him into his lair, and he didn't leave a piece of armor, this person is definitely the first dangerous person, if Mr. Can looks down on him so much, I'm afraid that Mr. Chan will suffer a loss! That Rong Ma cautiously reminded Cankun.

"Hahahaha...... Rong Ma, do you think Lao Tzu's subordinates are all wine bags and rice bags like the German League? Chankun looked at his subordinates and said with a smile.

"No, no, I didn't mean that." The horse immediately pleaded.

"Is the purpose of your coming today for me to help you kill that Luo Yang?" After a little thought, Cankun understood their intention to give him money, and said.

"Exactly, because that young man knows a lot of secrets about our organization and our Mr. Chen, if he doesn't die, it will be difficult for our plan to be implemented, as long as we kill him, our Mr. Chen will immediately send you money and arms, and help you train your own armament, when the time comes, we will join forces, and we will definitely be able to fight a country, which is hundreds of times stronger than Mr. Chan and you living here in poverty." That Rong Ma smiled and looked at that Cankun and said.

"Little thing, then you stay with me for a few days, I will send someone to kill him now, you will bring back the head of others by the way, and you will also fulfill your Mr. Chen's wish, hahahaha......" That Cankun spoke lightly and happily, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, and it seemed to be contemptuous of the two of them.

"It's not certain whether you can kill him or not, let's kill him first!" The Fujiwara Taro, who was drinking, was very dissatisfied with Chankun's pride and said disdainfully.

"Yo...... Could it be that Mr. Fujiwara is still suspicious of my men? That Chankun pulled down his face and looked at Taro Fujiwara, who was drinking.

"Fujiwara-kun didn't mean that, Mr. Chan, don't get me wrong. Because the previous Luo Yang killed Wada Jiro, who was known as the 'first samurai of the Takeda Society', and his nine warriors in Haicheng, Fujiwara-kun meant that he hoped that Mr. Chan would not underestimate the enemy. The little man Rong Ma saw that Chankun was angry, and hurriedly defended that Fujiwara Taro and said.

"Hmph...... I cankun do things, why use others to teach me. Since you don't want to stay longer, then please, when I kill that Luo Yang, I will send someone to inform you. Na Chankun looked at the Fujiwara Taro and said sharply.

After Chankun finished speaking, he waved to the little brother at the door of the hall and said, "Send off." ”

Seeing that Cankun was angry, Na Rongma had to get up and arch his hand at Na Cankun and said, "I will report to Mr. Chen when I go back, and wait for Mr. Can's good news." "Let's take that Fujiwara Taro out and leave.

After the two left, the triangular-eyed Pan Chenggui leaned back in the chair and said to Cankun: "Big brother, although what they said is exaggerated, but according to my investigation, that Luo Yang is indeed very skilled, and he has to guard against it." ”

That Cankun only regained a lukewarm expression at this time, and when he heard his subordinate Pan Chenggui say this, he asked: "No matter how good Luo Yang is, he is just a young man in his twenties, no matter how good his skills are, he can compare to the gun in my child's hand?" ”

Although that Cankun didn't know how powerful Luo Yang was, Pan Chenggui was the number one strategist under him, and he still listened to many suggestions.

"Then I don't think so, but there is a big brother who you still have an impression?" That Pan Chenggui asked.

"Who?"

"Two years ago, there was a man named Mr. Ge in our town, I wonder if the eldest brother still remembers?" Pan Chenggui asked softly.

"That fortune teller, haha, I remember why I don't remember, Lao Tzu remembers that he fought with Chanyi Xiong at that time, and he was good, and we seemed to have wooed him at that time." That Cankun thought for a moment and said.

"That's right, it's him. As far as I know, that Mr. Ge is the junior brother of Pang Wanchun, the leader of the Tongde League, although Pang Wanchun is in retreat, but the major affairs of the Tongde League have his junior brother to mediate, since the Tongde League was killed by that Luo Yang, I think that Mr. Ge will definitely not stay out of the matter, but that Luo Yang can not leave the piece of armor killed by the Tongde League, which means that Mr. Ge is not his opponent, from this calculation, I think that young man must not be easy to deal with. That Pan Chenggui was extremely thoughtful and said word by word.

"Mr. Zuo, what do you think?" That Cankun turned his head to look at Zuo Kuang, who had never been born, and asked.

If everyone present said that only Zuo Kuang knew about Luo Yang, but the reason why Zuo Kuang was reluctant to speak was that he didn't want to let himself be involved in their so-called big plan, he could be included in the curtain by Cankun, firstly, because Cankun had provided him with some help, and he wanted to give Cankun something in return, and secondly, he had a place to hide, after all, a half-hundred-hundred-body body could not always be adrift and wanted, and thirdly, he was waiting for an opportunity to kill Luo Yang and avenge the Zuo family.

"That Luo Yang is indeed cunning and insidious, and he can't be underestimated." Zuo Kuang said lightly, but he did not say that he had fought with Luo Yang.

Na Cankun heard Zuo Kuang's evaluation, was silent, and after a while, he said to his subordinates at the door of the hall: "It's called Lao Diao." ”

After a while, a thin middle-aged man walked to the court.

"I order you to take your men now, find out the whereabouts of that Luo Yang, and bring back the head of the other person to me." Chankun said to the man.

"Yes."