Chapter 168: The surname Lin is a gang!

"Warriors of the Wasteland!"

"Tiger Shark Club!"

Several figures muttered that all language was pale in front of this group of emotionless killing machines.

They looked at the group of wasteland warriors in front of them in distraction, and suddenly felt a parchment in their throats.

Don't......

The Tiger Shark Society's faceless Wasteland Leader has returned.

Could it be that it is the leader?

Every thought came to mind, and everyone's faces turned white.

They instantly discovered a blind spot in their thinking that they had previously ignored, that is, Wu Duo died, but Wu Duo did not represent the entire Tiger Shark Society!

Maybe it was because they were deterred by Lu Ze's force before, maybe it was because Wu Duo was defeated and died too quickly, or maybe because Lu Ze's words were too domineering, so they subconsciously ignored the fact that there were still two high-level leaders of the Tiger Shark Society who had not yet appeared.

Thinking of what Lin Zhidao said before, everyone scolded in unison.

Lin Zhidao also heard the footsteps behind him.

He also looked back and saw the group of wasteland warriors who had completely blocked the back road.

The people of the hibiscus fought side by side as if they were facing a great enemy, and looked at each other on guard.

But Lin Zhidao only glanced at it, and then turned around calmly.

The back road is blocked, and there are only three people in this tea room, including his Lin father and son, and four hibiscus.

In the foreground is a long-table conference room filled with three-dimensional figures, and at the end, there are broken window edges.

In addition to resisting to death, there is only one way to commit suicide by jumping off a building.

Now that we've come to this point, what's the difference?

There is no turning back from the bow, no matter who comes today, even if he dies here today.

In the last momentum, he can't lose!

The arrogance on Lin Zhidao's face was even more than at any previous moment, and he looked at the people in front of him with a sneer.

Is this the so-called big man, just seeing the tiger shark will be scared to this extent.

"Heh......"

Lin Zhidao sneered and was about to speak.

But a calm answer came from behind him, "We are not Tiger Sharks." ”

The leader stepped in, and the four rows behind him stood solemnly.

Well?

Lin Zhidao, who was facing away from the door, raised his eyebrows, and quietly suppressed all the words that he was about to say in his heart.

Ten people at the long table were stunned at the same time, and then someone spoke: "What do you mean!" Aren't you Tiger Shark Warriors of the Wasteland? ”

The leader looked straight ahead, strode in, walked in front of the four hibiscus, his eyes fell on the back of Lin Zhidao, and his voice did not have the slightest warmth: "The leader has an order, and the thirty-nine wasteland warriors are subject to the rule of Lin Zhidao." ”

What's that?

The corners of Lin Zhidao's arrogant mouth froze.

The hibiscus people looked at each other in a trance.

Lin Dongyao thought that he had heard it wrong, and looked back with a stiff neck, the man just now was talking about his son, right?

The ten people at the long table lost their voices in unison, and a huge sense of absurdity came to their hearts.

However, the dozens of figures that stood neatly behind Lin Zhidao carried great coercion, like a mountain in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, Lin Zhidao felt another sense of absurdity in his heart.

He felt in a trance that he was back in Tingluo No. 3 with dozens of younger brothers...... The years of talking to people.

The expressions of those prickly heads were the expressions of the elders in front of them.

It's really TM God restored.

Lin Zhidao didn't dare to look back, he closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

This action fell in the eyes of those who care, but it really changed the taste.

Lin Zhidao opened his eyes and looked directly at Liu Kui.

"I've been stupid since I was a child, and my brain is not very useful, I don't know who is willing to help me calculate the matter?"

The silent scene is like the tragedy after a car accident.

Suddenly, a chuckle broke the peace.

"Since there's no one, then I'll come. I'm so sorry, I just used my dad's picture. ”

Lin Guangming's figure distorted and dissipated, revealing a proud and pretty face, and the big wavy curls of lilac hung down elegantly, Lin Chujun looked at Lin Zhidao who was surprised in his eyes, and said that there was no apology on his face, and he smiled lightly.

"The Tiger Shark Club's industry is not 20% in Shangnan, so each family has to share a part. Since I took the initiative to take this job, it is natural to make a statement first. ”

"My Shang Nan Lin's equity in the legendary auction house and the underground boxing market will be divided into four transactions by Mr. Lu Ze from now on. This industry accounts for 20% of my Shang Nan Lin's profits. ”

"If you don't worry about the industry, don't worry, you can send your people in."

"If you have any doubts about this specific ratio, dear brother, you might as well tell Mr. Lu that you can make an appointment to meet somewhere to meet, and I, Lin Chujun, will settle the accounts for him one by one."

Lin Chujun's voice was faintly lazy, and it was difficult to tell at first glance that what she said was right or wrong, but Lin Zhidao was suddenly in his heart, and he clearly saw the bright luster in Lin Chujun's eyes when he said the last sentence.

Hiss......

What does this mean?

Are you serious about selling your teammates?

"By the way, I mean Lin Guangming." Lin Chujun added lightly, waving his hand lazily.

Most of the people present were old foxes, and when they heard this, they all looked at Lin Chujun in disbelief, and almost vomited blood in their hearts.

With Shangnan Lin's 20% profit, if it is really true, it can easily reverse the real profit of Shangnan's black market.

Sure enough, the people surnamed Lin are all in the same group!

Lin Guangming of the Shangnan Lin clan, your hand is really black to the end, you don't see a rabbit and don't scatter an eagle.

However, who would have thought that in the palatial Lin villa, Lin Guangming was sitting on the sofa with his eyes staring.

When did I tell you to say that? 】

In the three-dimensional light curtain, he saw the movement of his own daughter's hand clearly, and it looked like the hand movement that was matched with everyone's explanation, but it was actually ...... It's clearly saying hello to yourself!

It's simply that-

Forget it, it doesn't matter what it is.

Although the results are somewhat biased, they are ultimately in line with the general direction.

I really didn't see that this pair of sisters and brothers still had such unpredictable cooperation.

Let the Wasteland Warriors settle in the streets of Changyang......

Where is the problem of two percent of the profits?

I guess I can ask for the lives of these people.

It's still a bit of fun to think about it.

With such comfort, Lin Guangming quickly corrected his attitude.

Tearoom.

Lin Zhidao, who had been assisted by the gods, had a sense of anger in his eyes, and he looked at the business alliance colleagues who had jumped the most happily before and even wanted the black uncle Lin family to come out on top, like a mad dog showing its fangs.

"That's a good idea, what do you think?"

……

……

Three Blackwater Street.

The members of the Seventh Action Group standing on the periphery watched in amazement as the silent but powerful figure of the famous man walked out of the layers of encirclement.

Naturally, the heavily armed soldiers split up and followed.

"Yu Ge will ......"

“1200-1400。”

"Xiang Yang's generals ......"

“1000-1300。”

"Xu Yue's ......"

“1100-1450。”

"Hezi, can you stop talking yet!" Wang Chuxiong's cheek muscles twitched, and he looked down at He Zi, who was standing beside him with glasses.

"I'm cooperating with you, Captain." He Zi suddenly shouted excitedly: "There is even a 1600 one!" The people who came out this time are so popular, who is the captain? ”

Wang Chuxiong was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Colonel Xu Peiran, a seven-star gene martial artist, the commander of this operation. ”

He Zi clenched his small fists and said excitedly: "Sure enough, His Highness's detection glasses are getting more and more accurate!" ”

Cow crack: "......"

Musher: "......"

In sight, the four generals boarded two Falcon heavy gyroplanes, and the heavily armed warriors quickly boarded the car and evacuated after collecting the corpse of the Tiger Shark Society.

The roar of the helicopter faded from view.

In the cabin, Colonel Xu Peiran exhaled lightly, and Lieutenant Colonel Xiang Yang on the opposite side couldn't help asking: "Colonel Xu, killing chickens and knives, this matter is over, why sigh again?" ”

"Sigh? I'm glad! ”

Xu Peiran's face returned to his former calmness, and he looked at several colleagues.

"The field battle outside the city made Major Lu see the joke."

"If we make another deviation here, the Shangnan base will become the biggest joke in the twenty cities in this vicinity!"

"So, I added you two more on my temporary request. This is not a chicken knife, this is called a lion fighting a rabbit! ”

"You remember, Lu Zezhan will be the benchmark erected by Commander Yang in Shangnan City!"

"And, after this battle, he will be the strongest example of our Shangnan base in the past three years!"

"Whoever is his enemy is having trouble with our Shangnan Military Region."

"Some people, if they don't knock and knock, really think they can turn the sky upside down!"

The cold words, the cold gaze, gradually disappeared into the fog outside the city with the gyroplane.