Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

Underworld gangs fighting for territory doesn't necessarily mean killing people, but casualties are inevitable, and it's about changing dynasties. No one is willing to submit to others, let alone accept changes.

Just change, imperative.

The setting sun slanted into the entrance of the alley and fell on the mottled walls of the old buildings in the old city, reflecting the water droplets hanging from the eaves and the bright red marks on the bluestone tile floor. bloody smell.

"Send people to the hospital, and those who are willing to stay will be included in the gang." Qin Qing looked at the gang members of the Qinglong Gang lying on the ground, and gave the finishing order. The orange light fell on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. The scars are still delicate and beautiful.

But no one thought that it was because of her joining that the Azure Dragon Gang would lose so quickly and so terribly.

She looked up at the colorful rainbow in the sky after the rain, narrowed her eyes, slowly reached out and clenched her hands into fists in the air, her voice was clear and clear, "Ye Gang, we must win!"

Night Gang, must win!

After an absence of hundreds of years, the dragon head that had been silent for many years in the darkness finally lifted up. Facing the gorgeous sunset glow and colorful rainbow in the sky, the name of Yebang finally re-entered people's field of vision.

Countless people stood behind her, looking at that slender but exceptionally tall figure, their eyes couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth.

"Ye Gang, we must win!" Old Hei couldn't help but also stretched out his hand, clenched his fist and slammed it hard against the sky, accompanying the boy to make such a childish action.

then……

"Ye Gang, we must win!"

"Ye Gang, we must win!"

...

Once, twice, finally the slogan merged into one, and countless fists echoed, and the shouts echoed on the streets of the old city for a long time.

So far, the battle for the land in City B has officially come to an end. The Yebang ascended to the ranks of the three giants with lightning speed, and its iron-blooded wrists also caused a lot of trouble on the road.

At the same time, glamorous casinos also took advantage of the trend to blossom everywhere in City B, and the rapid momentum quickly attracted the attention of interested people.

In the deep water villas in Macau, the sound of mahjong collisions can be heard from time to time in the retro mansion covering an area of ​​1,000 mu. In front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows is not a piano, but an unsightly mahjong table. In order to meet the long-term needs, even the seats All comfortable high-end.

"Touch." The man sitting on the left was wearing a Tang robe, and threw out a card between his well-maintained slender fingers. The glasses on his face reflected a bright light under the light. He said slowly after he had touched the card. : "I heard an interesting thing recently. There is a little girl in the mainland. It is said that she is good at craftsmanship."

I don’t know, I thought he was talking about traditional craftsmanship.

Hearing this, the two people next to each other laughed mockingly, "Old Yu, don't embarrass yourself here, dare to talk about any handicraft in front of Guan Lao."

"That's right. Now this wave of young people are either talking big or being indifferent all day long. Where did they come from?"

"That's true." The man called Lao Yu smiled, and did not refute, but his eyes were a little playful, "It's just that I heard that the child shook the sky, and he is also the same seventeen years old."

Seventeen years old, a pillar of support.

It is not uncommon for these two things to be separated, but together they have to be eye-catching.

The voices on the table fell silent, and the man on the opposite side who had been keeping a straight face without opening his mouth finally opened his mouth in a low voice, "Is it the fault of the Feng family?"

The man has gray hair, is about sixty years old, and has long wrinkles on his thin face, which looks very mean and unkind. It refers to the mysterious Feng family.

The high-spirited girl in Macau casinos is still fresh in people's memory. After that incident, his career was also hit hard, and it is still engraved in his heart today.

Yu Xiannian shook his head, stroked the sparrow on the card, and said cautiously in his voice, "I don't know yet, but I heard that the kid came from a scholarly family and was kicked out to join the casino. I know whether this skill is enough to qualify for the selection competition."

As one of the participants in the incident back then, he knew very well what it would mean if the Feng family intervened, and he hoped that it was just a coincidence.

If the opponent can't even meet the entry threshold for the trials, then it's not a threat.

"Hmph, is it so easy to travel without two brushes?" Guan Lao snorted coldly, touched a card casually, and then pushed the face of the card away, and it turned out to be a complete set of thirteen. The color is very beautiful.

Yu Xiannian knew that he was angry, and how could he not understand the other party's meaning after playing the role of military adviser for many years, so he immediately lowered his eyes and replied: "I will go down and make arrangements."

Arrange a play well, let the fledgling young people experience how difficult the road in the rivers and lakes is.

Qin Qing, who was thousands of miles away, didn't know that someone had shot behind her back. After the night gang celebration banquet, she had to spare her energy to deal with the heavy academic work and make up for the lost credits in the month near the end of the semester.

After losing three consecutive competitions and being late and leaving early for countless times, the teachers who aimed to cultivate good seedlings were finally discouraged, and marked such a handsome young man as a poor student in his bones.

But the "poor students" who spend all day in Internet cafes with the scumbags from class seven are always fighting on the front line of the return of the king.

‘You have a new email, please pay attention to the national audition event, the point reward double link, as long as you have the courage to stand on the top, four years of credits is not a dream. '

A week ago, this eye-catching reminder message made Qin Qing plunge into this software, and swiped all the way from the lowest level trumpet to the national audition for ten thousand people in order to get high school credits once and for all.

'I'm going, the number of applicants this year has doubled compared to last year, and there are 100,000 people online. Are there so many top students in the country? I refuse to believe it! '

'Refused to believe +10086'

'Knocking on the blackboard, the focus is on the four-year credits. This year, even college students are included. The frenzied points competition is simply killing high school students unilaterally. '

‘The competition system is unfair. It is completely using the future hope of the motherland as a stepping stone. I want to go to another set of Huanggang to calm my anger. '

The public chat channel has been in full swing since the audition, and Qin Qing has set a blocking state, only occasionally watching it once or twice.

Today, when she just entered the tenth-level function competition, a message box popped up automatically, and someone turned on a small speaker to shout publicly.

"Gifted students: Qinghai Alliance" Aite "Enrolled freshmen: Qingxiang in white clothes".

This kind of public small speaker is actually rarely used. After all, people from all corners of the country know the content of the chat between the two in a pop-up window all over the world, which will inevitably attract many people to watch.