It's getting dark.

The second floor of a remote tea house somewhere in the urban area of ​​Shanghai.

The Thirteenth Master was sitting in the tea room, handling the tea gently.

Outside the room, footsteps gradually approached.

His movements paused.

Back to normal soon.

Boom boom boom!
The door was knocked.

"Please come in."

Thirteenth Master let out a soft cry.

The person outside the door didn't hesitate, pushed the door and walked in, and then closed the door of the tea room.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion opposite Thirteenth Master.

Dusty.

"Thirteen, you called me over in such a hurry, what's the rush?"

Huang Xing was still in a meeting just now.

After receiving the call from Lord Thirteen, the meeting was hastily ended.

The thirteenth master in front of him is a celebrity around Young Master Qin.

The gangster action at the SB nightclub last time.

He also knew in advance.

However, the orders received by the Shanghai police station and everyone in the military area bypassed him.

Even after the incident, there was no sound from Kyoto.

Thirteen people died in the nightclub that night.

The initiator of all this.

It was the young man sitting in front of him.

Huang Xing didn't dare to be careless.

And the thirteenth master in front of him just smiled slightly, and his hands kept moving.

Pour a cup of tea and push it in front of Huang Xing.

"President Huang, don't worry."

"Have a sip of tea first!"

Huang Xing was startled, and soon a smile appeared on his face: "Okay!"

call!
Shout out!
Ah!
“Good tea!”

He closed his eyes and tasted slowly.

However, this state only lasted for less than two seconds.

Soon he opened his eyes again.

He asked again: "Thirteen, if you have anything to say, just say it, why are you looking for me so urgently?"

Seeing this, Lord Thirteen did not delay any longer.

He smiled and packed up the tea sets in front of him.

Then wipe the tabletop clean.

After this set of actions, another 3 minutes were wasted.

Until Huang Xing waited until his eyes were a little dull.

He just did it all.

He took out a small wooden box from his side and placed it between the two of them.

A look of doubt flashed in Huang Xing's eyes.

"President Huang."

Thirteenth Master said lightly: "Tonight, the Shanghai stock market may be a little chaotic."

He didn't finish all the words.

However, Huang Xing had already guessed something.

Before doing anything to SB nightclub.

The thirteenth master didn't find himself.

But now, he said to himself face to face, the Shanghai stock market will be a little chaotic?

Is it really just 'a little' messy?
He dare not imagine.

He didn't dare to refute what the thirteenth master said.

The thirteenth master is really nothing.

However, every word he said represented Qin Shao's will
"Ha ha."

Huang Xing laughed awkwardly: "Thirteen, if you have any mission, just tell me."

"I've done everything for you here."

Thirteenth Master smiled and nodded.

He tapped his finger on the table: "President Huang, what do you think of the seven major families in the Shanghai stock market?"

Seven big families?

Huang Xing was slightly stunned.

Swish!
Stand up abruptly from the mat.

"Seven Great Families?!"

"Thirteen, what do you mean by that? No, what does it mean that it's Young Master Qin?!"

The four super families in Kyoto.

Since the establishment of Xia Kingdom, it has been established simultaneously.

And the seven major families in the Shanghai stock market
wrong.

40 years ago, when the Shanghai stock market was just opened.

In fact, there are only four major families in total.

They are the Huang family, the Yang family, the Du family and the Yu family.

It is the top four families today.

When it was first established, it was to compete with the four super families in Kyoto.

developed over the years.

The roots are intertwined, and the forces involved, even Huang Xing dare not get involved easily.

Unexpectedly, today, Young Master Qin wanted to attack them?

If the Qin family came forward.

That's still somewhat certain.

But Qin Shao alone
Huang Xing frowned, and looked at Thirteenth Master in surprise.

"Cough cough."

He coughed lightly and said, "Thirteen."

"Did Young Master Qin say which family it is?"

As he said that, he pretended to laugh lightly again: "If it's the last three families, I can give you this matter."

"No."

Thirteenth Master interrupted him lightly.

Facing Huang Xing's embarrassed expression.

He pushed the small wooden box forward, and said at the same time: "The first one, the second one in the Shanghai stock market, the Yang family!"

When these things were said, Lord Thirteen's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

It doesn't matter what Huang's family is or what Yang's family is.

In his heart, it was not as big as Qin Huanyu's finger.

However, Huang Xing on the opposite side couldn't hold back anymore.

Just for a moment, his hands suddenly began to tremble slightly, and he couldn't control it no matter what.

The body is trembling at the same time.

He immediately sat down again, trying to cover up the trembling of his body.

His face turned pale.

Looking at Lord Thirteen, he opened his mouth to say something.

but.

Thirteenth Master suddenly waved his hand to stop his words.

He smiled kindly and said, "President Huang, I have some news to tell you."

"Because something happened suddenly today, I'm afraid you might be delayed."

"so."

The smile on Master Thirteen's face deepened.

"So if nothing else, they've already started to act."

Boom!
A muffled sound.

Huang Xing couldn't sit still, and fell to the ground.

at the same time.

Shanghai Jiangbei, the economy is slightly behind.

Most of them cover a wide range of baths, footwashing shops, billiard rooms and so on.

And in Shanghai Jiangnan.

More are nightclubs, bars and high-end clubs.

There are many mysterious men in black hovering at the door of every storefront.

Find your own time.

Pulling out the machete and stick from the backpack, he rushed directly into the storefront and smashed them up.

And people from both the Saw Gang and the Red Society.

Anyone who is recognized is a brutal beating.

Not even an interrogation session.

The interior of a certain factory in Jiangbei was completely remodeled and became the headquarters of the Saw Gang.

There are hundreds of people stationed here every day.

Each had a saw pinned to his waist as a weapon.

This is their belief.

In modern society, there are naturally no shortage of firearms.

But today.

Inside the factory, hundreds of members squatted on the ground, not daring to look up.

Quiet as a chicken.

There are about a hundred big men in black, patrolling around.

And inside the factory.

The two subordinates brought by Lord Thirteen from Jiangcheng were standing with a sneer.

Staring at Zheng Xuan who was tied to the chair in front of him.

He is the underground king of the North District of Shanghai Stock Exchange.

But at this time, he was reduced to a prisoner, looking at the people in the room in horror.

"The thirteenth master said that he is useless."

"Just take something down and send it to Yang Xian."

one of them said.

Stepping forward, he drew a pistol from his back waist.

boom!
Even with a silencer on.

There was still a loud noise, which spread far outside the factory.

And in the prosperous office building in Jiangnan, Shanghai.

The situation is similar to that of the North District.

An entire office building was rented out by the Red Society and used as its headquarters.

And in the largest office on the top floor.

Yang Jingtian's figure was hanging powerlessly on the sofa.

The office is a mess.

Zoom in.

The cut on the neck was smooth, and the person who took the knife didn't hesitate at all.

The blood on the ground gradually pooled, reflecting the picture above.

As for Yang Jingtian's head.

Disappear.

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