The battle in Gimhae City, although it was a heavy loss, cannot be said to be useless.

At the very least, they greatly weakened the power of the Battle Tiger Hall, killing the most powerful deputy hall master and two incense masters of the Battle Tiger Hall, as well as eight hundred elites and more than two thousand ordinary members.

This kind of battle is far greater than the results that Qin Zheng achieved in Sanqing Town tonight.

War is always like this, where there is fighting, there is always bloodshed and sacrifice.

Qin Zai walked alone on the street, pondered for a long time, he took off the intercom headset, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Li Mu's mobile phone number.

"Second brother, how much money is left in the company's account?" Qin Zheng asked.

Although Li Mu didn't understand why Qin Zheng suddenly asked this, he still checked it, and then said: "From the head office, you can take it out directly, about 300 million, and all the rest must be reserved for the development of the company." ”

"Count the casualties of the company's members, and remember, no one can be missed."

"Okay."

"Regardless of their position, everyone's family has to give a pension of one million."

Li Mu frowned slightly, but still nodded and agreed, "Okay." ”

"In addition, you take advantage of your free time to write a letter of comfort for every family member of the security guard who sacrificed, and everyone must not be missed." Qin Zheng said again.

"Okay, I remember."

"Then you're busy." After Qin Zheng finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, but he hurriedly said, "Second brother, wait a minute, the pension will be issued first, and as for the comfort letter, when I go back, I will write it myself." ”

Li Mu's forehead had wrinkled into a Sichuan character: "Boss, you still have a lot of important things to do, and besides, the comfort letters of hundreds of people, you will be very tired if you write them alone." ”

"But that's what I'm supposed to do, they died for me." Qin Zheng said categorically.

"Boss ......"

"Don't say it, they even put their lives into it for me, and all I can do is this, think about it, even if I do this, I still owe them, that's all." After Qin Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

And in the west of Liyang City, in the courtyard of a villa, there were already many, many high-level officials of the Battle Tiger Hall, and they all came to see Qin Yinglong.

However, they were all blocked at the door by Zhanhutang's sister-in-law, Gu Meiyu.

The reason for the obstruction is that Qin Yinglong is receiving a very important guest, and no one is allowed to disturb him, even if the sky falls, he must wait until they finish talking.

In a room on the third floor of the villa, the decoration is slightly rustic.

At the entrance, there is a screen, and behind the screen, there is a square hall with various antique blue tables, high stools and tattooed chairs.

There are also some wooden shelves, which are placed with various blue and white porcelain vases and Tang Sancai and so on.

It can be seen that Qin Yinglong is still an antique collector.

On one wall of the room, there is a huge ink painting of a tiger lying on the river's edge drinking water, and below the water, a fierce dragon is staring at the tiger above, it opens its huge mouth, as if waiting at any time, to deal a fatal blow to the tiger.

Underneath the ink painting is a square table, on either side of which there are two mahogany chairs with gold dragons tattooed, and on each chair, a person sits.

On the chair on the left, there is a middle-aged man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, he has a broad face, a dragon and a tiger, a wide forehead, a square outline of the face, shoulders are more than 60 centimeters wide, the palm is as wide as a pu fan, two meters long, between the eyebrows, with a trace of kindness, and under the kindness is hidden is a thick cruelty and tyranny.

This person is none other than Qin Yinglong, the master of the Battle Tiger Hall, one of the two heroes in Liyang City, he stomped his feet, and the entire Linhai area trembled.

On the chair on the right, there is a young man, who has short hair, is handsome, heroic, eyebrows like a sword, eyes like shooting stars, one meter nine long, neither fat nor thin, and has a balanced body.

If Qin Yinglong looks like a tiger squatting on the ground, then this young man is like a lazy cheetah, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but if he really moves, his strength, speed and explosiveness are extremely amazing.

This person's name is still remembered by some people in the former Huaguo martial arts, but now, I am afraid that it has long been forgotten.

A few years ago, he appeared in the martial arts like a meteor across the sky, when he was just an adult, when he was seventeen years old and frivolous, he was known as a rare peerless genius in a hundred years, in the ranking of geniuses, second only to the eldest grandson Yiyi, and Lan Lingyue and others.

This person's name is Duan Fengyang, and he is good at using a butterfly knife.

As we all know, when the butterfly knife is closed, it is the size of a piece of chocolate, and it looks like a small piece of iron, and the average adult can hold it completely in his hand.

And Duan Fengyang's butterfly knife has never been seen by anyone, and when he kills, it is just a flash of light.

The butterfly knife was closed, as if it had never been opened.

It is such a young handsome, a generation of masters, but at this time there is a look on his face distorted by anger.

"Brother Long, the reason why I, Duan Fengyang, messed with you and became your secret sharp knife, is precisely because you promised me a promise to help me take revenge, and now, the time for revenge has come, but you refuse to lend me someone, this is a bit too much, right?" Duan Fengyang asked angrily.

"It's not that my brother doesn't want to lend you someone, but the time has not yet come, and you are bringing someone over to take revenge now, which is tantamount to asking for your own death." Qin Yinglong said bitterly.

"Even if I die, I'm going to kill that bastard."

"No, even if you fight to the death, you can't kill him now, the result will only be that you are dead, but the revenge is not avenged, this just makes the relatives painful, and the enemies are happy." Qin Yinglong said step by step.

Duan Fengyang slapped the table and stood up: "Qin Yinglong, I can see it, you have always been perfunctory and using me, you are fucking no different from Zheng Tianzhi's bastard." ”

Qin Yinglong's brows furrowed slightly: "Brother Duan, do you know that it is rude for you to talk to your eldest brother like this?" ”

In an instant, Qin Yinglong's entire person's momentum changed, and that majestic momentum made Duan Fengyang frown.

However, Qin Yinglong's change of face frightened others, but he couldn't scare Duan Fengyang, he didn't eat Qin Yinglong's set at all now.

"Qin Yinglong, don't come to this in front of me, if you really fight, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you, today I Duan Fengyang will ask you a word, can the cooperation continue? Yes, you can give an order now, and then take your people to Dongcheng District with me, kill Zheng Tianzhi, destroy Baiyilou, if not, the cooperation will end, and I will take revenge alone. Duan Fengyang said coldly.

(End of chapter)