Night Banquet

On Temple Street Plaza, there is a large round table with people sitting around it, but there are still several empty chairs.

Sitting around the round table, an old man with gray hair wearing reading glasses and holding a Xiao Yan gun said softly, "Are you really planning to do this?"

"In my opinion, there is always something wrong with this."

"The Red Ghost conquered 'Flower Shirt' in less than half a year, and not long ago also annexed 'Kaiyang Group'."

The old man exhaled thick smoke and looked towards the small temple behind. "Many people died here that night."

"I don't think that red ghost is that simple."

Opposite the round table, a fat man wearing a black suit and red shirt patted the table. He wore three gold rings on his fat hands, and the aura of the nouveau riche came to him.

"Uncle Ya, you are getting old and your courage has become as small as that of a mouse."

"Who the hell is a red ghost? Even if he doesn't engage in 'Flower Shirt', I, Xu Ruihao, will make him, Lei Laoqi, eat shit!"

Sitting next to this fat man, a man in his thirties, with some black eyes and a strong smell of perfume on his body, laughed.

"Fatty Xu, if you don't brag for a day, you will die."

"Only you, 'Yi Sheng', dare to challenge Lei Old Ghost? If Boss Wan hadn't been protecting you, you would have been dead."

Xu Ruihao suddenly looked at the man next to him. "Ding Ding'ao, don't think that just because you have the word 'arrogant' in your name, you are really awesome."

"If you look down on us 'Yi Sheng', then who are you 'Ding Sheng Hang'? You are just a dog raised by those girls from 'Jiu Feng'."

The man named Ding Ding'ao immediately slapped the table and stood up. "Fatty Xu, say it again if you dare!"

Xu Ruihao was about to speak when he heard a voice say calmly, "Okay, for the Chinese New Year, calm down your anger."

He was a middle-aged man with silver-white temples, a mustache, eyes closed, and playing with a pair of iron gall bladders in his hands.

Ding Ding'ao glanced at the middle-aged man, sat down and said with a smile, "For Mr. Wan's sake, I don't have the same experience as Fatty Xu."

This Mr. Wan, whose full name is Wan Cheng, is the leader of the Guangling City underground organization 'Black Owl'.

He is ruthless and decisive, and is a popular figure in Undercity.

Wan Cheng opened his eyes, his eyes sharp.

"Chigui has risen too fast. His 'Red Gate' has expanded rapidly in just half a year."

"The reason why we have united to punish him this time is very simple. If we let him go unchecked, next year maybe everyone here will work for him as a red ghost."

"Uncle Ya's concerns are not unreasonable. Of course I also know that Chigui is not a simple person."

"But with the combined forces of our families, are we still afraid that he won't bow his head?"

At this moment, sitting next to Uncle Ya, a man with an expressionless and indifferent expression slowly said, "Has Ye Mei of 'Nine Phoenix' made a statement?"

"Although they are all women, it is undeniable that Ye Mei and her sisters are all masters."

"If they show their intentions, then tonight is a sure thing."

"Otherwise, we'll forgive our 'Dark Blood' for not getting involved."

Wan Cheng frowned and said, "Brother Yue Venerable Elder, is it bad to say this now?"

"Although Boss Ye didn't make it clear, Jiu Feng said that a representative of them will show up in the evening. Isn't that enough?"

Yue Zun raised his head and said seriously, "Not enough."

Wan Cheng was about to say something when someone came to him and whispered.

The leader of 'Black Owl' raised his head and said, "The people from Red Gate are here."

Then he stood up and said, "Let's go, I'm a Undercity upstart. No matter what we do, we have to show our attitude and welcome you."

Under the leadership of Wan Cheng, figures one after another stood up and left the round table with him.

Soon they saw a group of people arriving.

The one walking at the front was a man wearing a cloak and carrying a Nuoxi Opera carved wooden mask.

When Wan Cheng and others were observing Luo Yan, Luo Yan was also sizing them up. The only difference from those on the opposite side was that Luo Yan opened 'Unbounded Blazing Eyes' to have a panoramic view of those people's information.

From his perspective, it was obvious that among the big bosses of these organizations, Wan Cheng and Yue Zun were the strongest, with the former Intermediate Level Five and the latter Intermediate Level Four.

With such strength, even if placed in a corps, it can be regarded as an elite.

However, these two people have no fighting power, but they don't have the secret method and Ultimate Skill.

So in the eyes of Luo Yan, there are just two human heads that can be picked off at any time.

This is also the difference between military personnel and civilian capable people.

After all, it is very difficult for leaders of these private organizations to have access to the secret method and Ultimate Skill.

At this moment, Luo Yan's heart moved slightly. He glanced to the side and saw a white figure walking by. It was a woman with straight black hair and a spotless white dress.

Luo Yan's eyes changed slightly.

It was an old acquaintance.

Jiufeng, Guan Qi!

There are two women beside Guan Qi, both are Jiufeng's killers, their combat power is Primary Level Four and the fifth level respectively.

With such strength, one can almost walk sideways in this part of the old city.

At this time, Guan Qi also looked over, and Luo Yan quietly appeared behind a few Dragon Scales, giving him a more sinister look in his eyes.

In addition to making Guan Qi's eyes slightly change, revealing a look of fear, it also slightly changed his aura, making it less easy for Guan Qi to recognize him.

All this happens in the blink of an eye.

'Black Owl' Wan Cheng, although he has rich experience, could not see much in this short moment. He only said that Guan Qi only took a look at the red ghost and never thought that there was much inside information.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but he did not laugh. He said very implicitly, "Red Gate and Jiufeng are here together. This year, it will be lively."

"Please, both of you."

Wan Cheng turned sideways, and the crowd immediately divided, and a passage appeared.

Luo Yan strode forward without thinking too much, and suddenly passed Wan Cheng.

Wan Cheng's expression changed slightly immediately, but he did not get angry. Instead, the fat man named Xu Ruihao snorted.

"Do you understand the rules?"

"You Red Gate haven't reached the point where you are the only one who has the upper hand. Everyone here today has equal status."

"Besides, you are the youngest here, so what qualifications do you have to go ahead of Mr. Wan?"

"Hurry up and take a few steps back. You don't understand the superiority of elders and younger ones, yet you still dare to come to the night banquet, haha."

Luo Yan looked at this man in surprise.

I thought that I would come to Guangling as a 'red ghost', kill Lei Qi, and build Red Gate.

There must be many people who have died by his own hands, but this man is not even Intermediate level, how dare he yell at him?

He sighed softly in his mask, "After all, we still haven't killed enough."

Wen Zou As soon as he heard this, his back suddenly felt cold. He thought about it and said softly, "Sir, today is New Year's Eve. It is unlucky to see blood on a good day."

Luo Yan glanced at him and saw that Wen Zou was about to scold himself for talking too much. Unexpectedly, Luo Yan nodded slightly and actually agreed!

This made him a little flattered.