Chapter 631 Opening

As soon as the Duke of Zizhu said, even the stupid people understood the real purpose of the Yawei forces to organize this banquet.

Do you want to increase your popularity and put pressure on the major forces in Griera City at the same time.

It's just that in front of so many people, isn't this challenging the whole city of Griera? Yawei's power is too arrogant, isn't it?

Ye Xiao narrowed his eyes. Under the table, Ye Xiao quietly grabbed the goblin's little hand and played with it, but his eyes kept looking at the Duke of Zizhu standing on the table in the front. He didn't know who he was going to use?

The mystery of the Duke of Zizhu, coupled with the recent dynamics of Jehovah, Ye Xiao felt more and more that Yawei's power, the Duke of Zizhu, was the man of Jehovah. Jehovah is the king of the dark forces in the world, and he has agreements with many countries and is powerful. Europe, Africa, South America, North America, Australia, West Asia, etc.

China is a great country with a large population and rich resources. It is not an exabundant to say that it is the fattest cake in the world. Due to the existence of a new generation, Jehovah's power has never been able to enter China. Twenty years ago, Jehovah personally came to China and wanted to open a passage, but he was beaten back to the European base camp by the new generation of first masters.

Twenty years later, he broke his uncle's leg. The purpose was to warn him arrogantly that the Lord was coming.

The Duke of Zizhu is the owner of the Mekong. If he is from the Lord, it makes sense. Ye Xiao secretly guessed in his heart that maybe the mysterious Jehovah was already in southern Yunnan.

Yawei, Jehovah.

The Duke of Zizhu on the table smiled, and behind the smile, there was a trace of coldness: "We Yawei forces have always advocated peace, but we will not be soft on those who deliberately want to oppose us."

With that, the Duke of Zizhu squinted at the table on the left. In an instant, the whole scene seemed to be completely cold.

"Level 8 Gang." Duke Zizhu looked at a man in a suit on the table, about forty years old, with a scar on his face, which was particularly ferocious.

Ye Xiao knew the man with scars on his face. He had met him several times, the eighth-level gang leader, Xiao Zheng. The eighth-level gang, a gang in the western area of Grilla City, has more than 800 members, and has the same level as the Xianglan Club. In Grilla City, outside the Southern Yunnan Club, the Bald Gang and the Dragon Gate, below are them. Therefore, the eighth-level gang is not small.

Xiao Zheng got up and looked at the Duke of Zizhu and said, "What about our eight-level gang?"

"The people in your gang killed my five brothers of Yawei." The Duke of Purple Bamboo sneered.

"Obviously, it was you, Yawei, who made our field, and our brother let it go." Xiao Zheng looked at the Duke of Zizhu and said, "You are bloody. Nine of my brothers from the eighth gang died because of that incident."

"Let everyone judge, who is right?" Xiao Zhengyi said righteously.

Duke Zizhu took a look at Xiao Zheng, then glanced at the whole banquet hall and said, "It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong. When we come out to fool around, we all know the rules. Everything is based on strength. Since there is a conflict between you and Yawei, I will not be polite.

"In two days, I will remove the Level 8 gang from the city of Griera." The Duke of Zizhu said lightly.

As soon as the words were finished, the whole audience was boiling.

It's too arrogant. A foreigner has such an arrogance in Grila City?

"What is the identity of this purple bamboo? Is Yawei's forces trying to be the enemy of the whole city of Griera?

"I don't know. This foreigner doesn't look easy. Have you heard about it? Xiao Luo has been eliminated by Yawei.

"What? Xiao Luo was eliminated? I said, why can't I see him today?"

"Well, since Yawei has announced that the Eighth Gang will be removed from the name in Grila City in two days, I think Xiao Zheng is also suspended."

In the whole banquet hall, there was a lot of discussion.

Ye Xiao looked at everyone's faces without moving his face. On the same table, Mu Xiyun was light and could not see any mood swings. Zhao Lin's face is not very good. Nan Xing's face is ugly. The Southern Yunnan Association is the boss of the underworld in southern Yunnan. Zizhu is indeed too arrogant. Zhu Wanqian was worried. As for the woman named Gu Yueqi, she smiled and played. Moreover, Ye Xiao found that she had been observing herself.

Gu Yueyu is not a simple woman.

"In fact, we Yawei are very talkative. In fact, there are only two words to hang out, my friend." The Duke of Zizhu said lightly, "As long as we take Yawei as friends, we Yawei will treat anyone as a friend."

With that, Duke Zizhu's eyes looked at Ye Xiao's table.

Everyone was shocked. It seemed that someone was going to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Sure enough, Ye Xiao's eyes were like a torch, and he cleverly saw that when the Duke of Zizhu turned his eyes, there was an indescribable look in Zhu Wanqian's eyes.

"Some people, we may have known each other for a while, but we still have to work against each other. If we don't treat friends as friends, we don't treat them as friends." What the Duke of Zizhu said was meaningful. Ye Xiao, who had been to the Mekong River, had a taste.

It seems that there is a conflict of interests between Zhu Wanqian's forces and Yawei's forces. For Zhu Wanqian, Ye Xiao carefully investigated Dai Fei. Zhu Wanqian, the god of gambling in southern Yunnan, made a lot of money by gambling and involved in a variety of businesses, including many inhuman arms and drug businesses. It has extraordinary influence in the southwest of China and Southeast Asia.

It is normal that there is a conflict between Yawei's forces and Zhu Wanqian's interests. The key depends on how to solve it. From Zhu Wanqian's face, Ye Xiao judged that Zhu Wanqian did not know that there was Duke Zizhu behind Yawei's power before, so he may have imposed certain means on Yawei in the previous conflict. Zhu Wanqian is a gambling god in southern Yunnan. Looking at his good face, Ye Xiao didn't think that Zhu Wanqian was a kind uncle who was a good bully. However, Zhu Wanqian never thought that behind Yawei was the Duke of Zizhu.

As an old member of the Mekong River, he knows the power of the Duke of Purple Bamboo better than anyone else. How can the identity of people who can gather bigwigs around the world be ordinary? He had seen the thunderous tactics of the Duke of Zizhu on the Mekong, and his status was not inferior to his two bosses. Because he violated the rules of the Mekong, he had been thrown into the South China Sea to feed fish.

"I, Zizhu, am not going to be against you today. What I Zizhu is talking about is to repay kindness and revenge. Zhu Wanqian, the god of gambling in southern Yunnan, has a conflict with Yawei in business. In Vietnam, he has 26 of my brothers and smashed three fields of Yawei. This account must be calculated in any case."

Duke Zizhu looked at Zhu Wanqian coldly.

Ye Xiao lit a cigarette and smoked it. It was interesting. It seems that Zizhu is going to take Zhu Wanqian, the god of gambling in southern Yunnan, today. It's only now that I have really entered the theme of the banquet.