Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Between the gang and the gang, there has always been a mountain that cannot tolerate two tigers.

The same goes for the Vulture Gang and the Eagle Gang.

Moreover, the two gangs are doing similar work, which makes them more competitive.

However, the Eagle Gang is a century-old gang in Gasso City, while the Vulture Gang is a new gang that has emerged in the past two decades.

The old and new gangs were destined to not coexist from the beginning.

The bad things done by the Eagle Gang are all bad things on the surface. Sometimes they talk about justice, and occasionally they can sympathize with the old and weak women and children.

But the Vulture Gang is not.

The vulture gang did a bad job, all secretly bad things,

As long as the gang can make money, regardless of his old and weak women and children, and his morality, all must make concessions for the money.

Do all the dark things in the world with the most cruel means.

When the vulture just got up, the old gang in Passo City really didn't look at it, and didn't pay much attention to it. This was the arrogance of the old gang.

But it is this arrogance that facilitated the vulture gang to act secretly and cannibalize those small gangs at the fastest speed. It took only five years to become a new big gang in Gaso City.

When the old gang reacted, the vulture gang had become a big tree and it was difficult to shake.

Now that twenty years have passed, the Liangzi of the two big gangs has become stronger and stronger, and the feud has also been superimposed from generation to generation. It is either you or me.

Ye Jian understood this clearly from Gasoline's national police.

As for An Xia, he knew it from the beginning.

Now she was waiting for the two gangs to fight each other, and she, fishing in troubled waters, killed Xu Yong first.

In An Xia's heart, Xu Yong was already dead.

Apart from his death, there is no second way to see him.

Xu Yong himself didn't know.

And I have the courage to run to An Xia, and show how strong he is.

"Miss An, I want to tell you a good news. You can see the most distinguished guest tomorrow. This guest is richer and more advanced than Miss Ann. I don’t know that after Miss Ann met, Will you feel inferior."

"Oh, what's the use of more money? Miss An, you still fall into my hands."

"If you have money, you have to live to spend it. I don't know if Miss Ann regrets now that she was too high-profile at school."

"At this point, I might as well tell Miss An, but if Miss An was a little low-key, it won't fall into my hands. Time and life, Miss An's wealth is really shorter."

"In the next life, Ms. An should be a bit safer. Don't be so high-profile, don't let people know that you have money, low-key can save your life."

This logic, this fallacy, An Xia wanted to kill him now when he heard it.

It becomes a sin to have money.

Money has become a reminder.

To make it clear, it's all jealous.

Gee, it's so pathetic.

I don't have money, I am jealous that others have money, and I find a bunch of excuses to conceal my jealousy.

Poor, he finally buried his life in jealousy.

As for the noble man he said--

An Xia, who had not struggled all the time, began to struggle.

Xu Yong wants to kill him, so please make good use of the waste before killing him.

An Xia's struggle instantly lit up Xu Yong's eyes.

He said so much, just to anger An Xia, he wanted to see An Xia struggle in front of him, humblely begging for mercy.

This is what he wants to see most!

Every time I see those rich people begging for mercy in front of him, my heart will be greatly satisfied!

"Are you afraid? Miss An is afraid? No, I thought Miss An didn't know how to be afraid." Xu Yong was very excited. Swen Junxiu's face was distorted, "It's late, Miss An, you're scared now. late."

A lot of nonsense!

An Xia's throat made a sound of "Mum Mum Mum".