The Rakshasa Clubhouse, which was the headquarters of the original White Feather Gang, is now a dazzling array of colorful lights.

The young men and women on the dance floor on the first floor writhed wildly, indulging in the cacophony of music.

Compared to the noisy first floor, the second floor is exceptionally quiet.

At the door of the second floor, there were two sturdy men in black suits, guarding the door one on the left and the other on the right, and no one was allowed to enter without permission.

The second floor was originally the meeting room of the White Feather Gang, but now it has been converted into the Imperial Hall, and the man sitting on the sofa in the center of the Imperial Hall is a middle-aged man with a big waist and a round waist, with a bald head, and two charming women wearing high-slit cheongsams sit next to him, and they peel grapes from time to time and feed them to the bald man's mouth.

This bald man is Hong Ba, the gang leader of the Rakshasa Hall in Jiangzhou, Hong Ba's eyes are as sharp as a blade, he bites a cigar cigarette in his mouth, and stares at a gift box placed in front of him.

Standing next to the bald man was also a man about two meters tall, his face was as dark as ink, and his eyes were also fixed on the gift box on the table in front of him.

"Old Cannon, guess what's in this gift box?"

Hong Ba was not in a hurry to open the gift box, but turned his head to look at the black-faced man beside him and asked.

The old cannon is the nickname of Dong Pao.

There are two masters on Hong Ba's side, one is the fast knife Li San, and the other is the iron fist Dong Cannon.

Dong Pao is different from Li San, he has no weapons, his weapons are his pair of fists, a pair of indestructible iron fists.

Just by looking at Dong Pao's hands covered with iron calluses, he knew that he was cultivating kung fu in his hands, and these hands had already been practiced by him perfectly, and one punch was enough to blow up a fierce beast.

The corners of Dong Paonan's mouth outlined a sneer: "This gift box was sent by Han Baiyu, I think she must be afraid of us and want to take the initiative to make peace with us, this should be some kind of treasure of their Bai Yu Gang." ”

Hong Ba's thoughts are the same as Dong Pao's, there are not many people left in the White Feather Gang now, if they continue to resist stubbornly, I am afraid that their White Feather Gang will be completely wiped out from Jiangzhou.

Hong Ba hadn't ordered the White Feather Gang to be completely eliminated tonight, and Han Baiyu actually took the initiative to send a gift, which made Hong Ba extremely proud.

"You go and open the box and see what's inside. ”

Hong Ba leaned on the back of the sofa, turned his head to look at the cheongsam beauty sitting next to his right hand, reached out and touched her body, and smiled obscenely.

The cheongsam woman smiled coquettishly, reached out and took the gift box.

The moment she held the gift box, she felt her hands sink, and the contents of the gift box were quite heavy.

Thinking that it must be a priceless treasure such as an antique, the cheongsam woman carefully ripped off the packaging on the outside of the gift box, then lifted the lid of the gift box and glanced inside.

The scream of "Ahh......hh

The moment she saw the head rolling out, the red cheongsam woman's eyes darkened, and she fainted in fright.

The white cheongsam beauty sitting on the left side was also frightened and screamed, her face was as gray as the wall, and she hurriedly stood up and hid far away, as if the human head would jump up and bite people.

Hong Ba thought that Han Baiyu would definitely send some priceless antique treasure to beg for mercy, but he didn't expect that it was a human head.

"Damn, Han Baiyu, this stinky girl, I don't think she wants to live anymore!"

Hong Ba had seen too many bloody scenes, although he was also a little frightened, but he was not intimidated by the bloody human heads here, but he didn't expect that it was actually a human head.

"The head here is ......"

Hong Ba just saw that the head was bloody, but he didn't pay attention to who it was, but Dong Pao, who was standing next to him, seemed to see something, and hurriedly squatted down to check.

Seeing Dong Pao's cold and abnormal expression, Hong Ba was a little surprised and asked him what was going on.

Dong Pao looked up at Hong Ba and said, "Master Hong, this head belongs to Li San." ”

As soon as these words came out, Hong Ba felt like a thunderclap in his ears, and hurriedly got up and came to the human head, and sure enough, he was Li San.

Li San, like Dong Pao, is Hong Ba's right-hand man.

Not only that, but the two of them were also ancient martial cultivators, and their cultivation had reached the level of the Xuan Rank, and they were quite powerful existences.

Not to mention the ordinary Chinese city of Jiangzhou, even if it is placed in the ancient martial arts world, Li San and Dong Pao are masters that cannot be ignored.

Seeing that Li San was actually killed now, how could Hong Ba not be shocked.

You must know that when he attacked the White Feather Gang at the beginning, Li San was holding a knife and killing more than 100 disciples of the White Feather Gang alone, and his strength was seen with his own eyes.

"Who the hell is it, who killed Li San?!"

Seeing that Li San in his right-hand arm was killed, Hong Ba was furious.

"It's me!"

At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly kicked open, and the two black suits guarding the door flew in upside down like two cannonballs, fell heavily on the floor, opened their mouths and spat out two streams of blood, and then passed out.

Li Xuedong strode in, followed by Han Baiyu and a group of disciples of the White Feather Gang.

"Han Baiyu!"

When Hong Ba saw that Han Baiyu dared to appear in front of him, he gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "You stinky girl is really bold enough, you dare to kill Li San, I want you to have no return today!"

Han Baiyu took a step forward, stood beside Li Xuedong, and glared at Hong Ba with a pair of beautiful eyes: "The surname Hong, how long do you think you can be arrogant, today the real boss of my Baiyu Gang is back, you just wait to die!"

Hearing Han Baiyu say this, the angry Hong Ba calmed down, looked at Li Xuedong, narrowed his eyes and asked, "The real boss of the White Feather Gang, are you referring to this stinky kid?!"

Han Baiyu has seen countless people in his life, and he can also see that Li Xuedong has fair skin, and his face still reveals a trace of childishness that has not left the school, and he is clearly a college student.

Such a hairy boy was said by Han Baiyu to be the boss behind the White Feather Gang, how could he believe it.

Hong Ba stared at Li Xuedong and grinned and sneered: "Boy, I heard you say just now, you killed Li San?"

Li Xuedong nodded lightly and said, "That's right, I did it." ”

Hong Ba stared at Li Xuedong with a puzzled expression, how could such a hairy boy who hadn't even stepped out of the university campus be able to kill Li San, whose martial arts strength had reached the Xuan level?!

"Old Pao, you try this kid for me, it's better to break all his arms and legs for me!" Hong Ba turned his head to look at Dong Pao and shouted coldly.

Dong Pao and Li San are sworn brothers, and now that he sees his sworn brother being killed, how can he endure it, he has already burst out of his internal qi and pounced towards Li Xuedong like a black giant bird.

(End of chapter)