Rebirth of the Campus Veyron

No one would have thought that in Shenyang, a city still far away from the border of the motherland, this battle would have entered the international spotlight.

Russia and China are connected and merged in a section of the area, and it is in this section of the area that is filled with ice, snow, and chilling coldness that a group of teams are slowly moving forward.

The man in the lead had a light appearance and seemed to have an irresistible charm. Compared to the Chinese, this man's smile was more feminine, but the long sword in his hand was full of wild aura.

The knife does not have the slightest bit of femininity, but represents the terrifying murderous aura possessed by a man!

Such a person, leading a group of fierce-looking Russians behind him, was walking slowly in the ice and snow, and seemed very comfortable.

"Cripple, do you think we can get there before the Italian Mafia is defeated?" The man holding a fierce long knife and longing for women asked softly. An old-looking lame man walked up beside him with a very respectful expression.

, even when walking, never forget to bow and say, "Sir, no need."

"Tell me the truth." The man seemed to like to ask a why for everything, and this had almost become a habit of his.

The lame man smiled, but what he said made the fierce men behind him frown, "Because even if we go, there is no way to achieve the final victory."

"Oh? Is it because I have too few people?" The man's smile became brighter and brighter, as if he didn't feel unhappy or angry after hearing this.

The lame man nodded honestly.

However, those people behind him could no longer restrain their anger. Everyone's face was filled with an unstoppable murderous aura. The person closest to the lame man sprinted over directly, fisted with one hand, and faced

The lame man was punched in the face, but the lame man didn't dodge it, and his eyes didn't even change at all.

But in this moment, there was only a bang sound. The sturdy man who punched had already flown upside down. His body seemed to be in the air without any rotation, and he fell into the snow, smashing out a

A huge pit!

The lame man, with an indifferent smile on his face, walked over and asked: "Don't you believe what I said?"

"I don't believe it!" The man said this forcefully.

The lame man smiled, a very wild smile, and looked back at the evil man. The latter had no intention of stopping him. He lowered his head again: "What kind of dog do you think you are in Mr. Conley's eyes?"

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His words were almost mean to the core.

The big man who was kicked into the white snow snorted coldly and said nothing, but his expression was very stubborn.

The lame man sneered for a while, and then continued: "Who do you think you are, that you can interfere in the conversation between the two of us?"

"Okay, this servant is ignorant, don't argue with him." The charming man named Conley said casually, and continued to walk slowly forward without slowing down.

The lame man let him go this time, and walked over in three steps at a time. The smile on his face seemed a bit flattering: "Mr. Conley, you have to understand that it is completely wrong for me to teach your subordinates for you at this time.

For the future of our Russian mafia, now our Russian mafia has been

It is rumored that the representative is for money and interests, but he does not have the dominance that he must have at the beginning. This is an unfavorable rumor for us. Now that we are helping the Italian mafia who are under menopause, no one will be like this.

I said it, but the premise is that we must have a more formalized rule."

"The superiors are talking, and the subordinates are not allowed to interrupt?" Conley asked softly.

"That's not necessarily true. This is just one aspect. You invited me out of the deep mountains and forests, isn't it just to re-establish order in this mafia that has been corrupted by money? So I hope that everything can be done with me.

headed by."

"That's no problem, but what I want to know is that if you want to reorganize order, you should have a template. China's Canglong Gang is our template."

Conley smiled and said calmly: "Can a gang that has no money reserves in the early stage be our template?"

"I have carefully studied the development curve of the Canglong Gang and found that whether it is the Canglong Gang or some of its corporate groups, although they are in different fields, their development routes are similar, with the same low-Piao

Astronomy - is also the unexpected development path and courage of others. The Canglong Gang originated from a school. Even the old man of the Canglong Gang, Lu Yunqing, was a student in schools in some small counties in China.

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Such cliques are not uncommon, but what is rare is that only one Canglong Gang can come out of the school and manage it in an orderly manner. Who would have thought that the guy who scored more than 700 points in the college entrance examination would be

A real underworld boss? Besides, their companies are all started from scratch. Although some companies are able to thrive under the protection of some people with backgrounds and backgrounds, we cannot deny that the one named Lu

Yun Qing's business skills and employment skills, no matter which power he is in, embody the mysterious place of the Chinese people." He seemed to feel that he was very depressed after saying so many words, and gently took off his shirt.

He opened a small crack, and at that moment, the wind and rain outside surged in as if he had found an escape exit. The strong air flow wrapped around a lot of cold wind and penetrated directly into his body.

, but he is quite

Enjoy, with a smile on his face, "To put it bluntly, whether it is the Canglong Gang or those affiliated groups, they are advancing at a crazy speed. The reason why those who stand at the top can look down on the world with an absolutely high attitude is that

Because there are too many bones piled up under their feet, including those of their enemies and naturally their own people. Too many people have seen the arrogance at the peak, but they always ignore the sadness of the bones. What I want is for you to give these.

White bones are sour."

"Isn't this cruel?" Conley asked in shock.

The cripple shook his head with a smile and said: "How could it be possible? Don't you still know what kind of interesting group the underworld is? For us, loyalty is essential, but you must give it to those who can bring you enough benefits. If you are casual,

If you just give it to an ordinary gang member, I can only say that you are really stupid. As a leader, you must be ruthless, you must be ruthless!"

"It is recorded in my information that Lu Yunqing is not a cruel guy to his own people, right?" Conley asked again. He was like a child who was ignorant of the world. Although he waved the long knife in his hand in an orderly manner, his eyes

But quite clear.

The cripple looked at him with some annoyance, and then smiled mysteriously: "It is precisely because Lu Yunqing is not ruthless that he has many people who eat and drink in his hands. I have already predicted his end. When our Russian mafia

When it develops, that's when the Canglong Gang will be completely destroyed!"

Conley looked at him very solemnly and seriously.

After a long time, Conley always nodded and said: "Okay, I will listen to you!"

The corners of his mouth were raised, and his smile was very gentle. At this time, he was like a docile white sheep, but who would have known that this white sheep had the same ferocious methods as a wolf!

Conley walked over in three steps and said calmly to the guy who had just climbed out of the snow: "I'm sorry, in order to prove my determination and cruelty, I'm going to kill you!"

"Mr. Conley, no!"

Just when the man had time to say such a sentence, he saw the knife in Conley's hand and raised it fiercely, and then he felt a chill on his neck.

Blood spurts out!

The lame man clapped his hands and cheered behind Conley, while the other people who followed him looked frightened. They did not dare to speak and were trembling with fear. They already understood that the moment the lame man came out to guide Conley, this person who was originally as simple as a blank sheet of paper

The man has turned into a satanic figure.

Who is the cripple?

Maybe no one in the world will remember this title that is everywhere, but if he tells his real name, not only Zhao Qinghe, but also Pei Ziyuan, who was ranked third on the last killer list, will stretch out his name.

Thumbs up and say hello.

Andre.

An absolutely ruthless man who once single-handedly killed all the black businessmen in Europe. In Russia, he is a well-deserved killer. For him, no one can escape his five-finger mountain.

Even Tong Bing's grandfather, the king of killers, suffered a lot at his hands.

Andre looked at the way Conley raised and lowered the knife, with a bright smile on his face: "Mr. Conley, well done, it's perfect!"

"We, the Russian mafia, must rise this time and let the whole world understand that the mafia in the entire world has only one origin, Italy and Russia, which are orthodox!" Conley said softly, with a determined look in his eyes!

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