Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 242: Ah Qiang Takes Over, Drag That Old Fool Out and Kill Him!

In reality, no one can survive being subjected to the torture of three cuts and six eyes.

Ah Qiang laughed: "The 'three cuts and six eyes' torture? Heh, if you want to find fault, you can always find a reason. Old man, you think you can just send someone over and kill me? You think you're so important?"

Zeng Guolong sneered, "Qiang, this old man isn't new to this world. You can't scare me. I was prepared before I came."

"Now, the area around headquarters is completely surrounded by my men. Ah Qiang, surrender! You'll always be nothing but a clown in my eyes."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, all of Ah Qiang's subordinates, including the leaders below, were taken aback.

Clearly, they were starting to panic.

These leaders, or rather, hall masters, all came from various halls. They didn't bring many people with them, so they were naturally a little flustered.

If Brother Qiang's men outside get dealt with, then they'll be in trouble.

Ah Qiang remained calm and said loudly to everyone, "What's the rush? What's the hurry? Calm down. If your Brother Qiang were so easy to deal with, would I dare to take this position? Don't worry, I was prepared."

Hearing him say this, the hall masters finally felt a little more at ease.

"hehe……"

Ah Qiang sneered and looked at Zeng Guolong: "Old man, it seems you're determined to fight me to the death today."

As the saying goes, "The new generation surpasses the old," and you, someone who's practically half-buried in a coffin, are trying to compete with us young people. Do you even have the ability?

Zeng Guolong sneered, "Ah Qiang, I see you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin! Fine, then I'll let you die knowing why. Men, arrest this traitor!"

Under normal circumstances, as soon as Zeng Guolong said this, someone outside would definitely rush in and take Ah Qiang into custody.

However, although Zeng Guolong gave the order, no one rushed in from outside.

What he didn't know was that the people outside had already been taken into custody by Ah Qiang's men with guns.

Zeng Guolong's men were all armed with knives, while A-Qiang's men were all armed with guns. There was no way they could win.

Ah Qiang called Lao Mo and asked him if he could use the gun freely. If anything happened, Lao Mo would cover for him.

But Zeng Guolong's men didn't dare use guns indiscriminately; they had to follow the rules, otherwise those foreigners wouldn't let him off the hook. That's the difference.

To put it bluntly, Ah Qiang was well-prepared. He guessed that the old man would come today and had already prepared a trap for him!

"Help! Help! Where have you all gone?"

Zeng Guolong shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he called out, there was still no response from outside.

"No need to call anymore, the people you brought won't be coming in. Old man, today is the day I take over, how could I not make preparations?"

I knew you old codger was coming. I said, you have so much money, you're living such a comfortable life, isn't it good to be alive? Why did you have to come here looking for death?

At this, Zeng Guolong's expression finally changed: "Guards! Are they all dead? Come in!"

He shouted out again, clearly unwilling to give up.

Unfortunately, there was still no response.

At this moment, the way the hall masters and leaders below looked at him began to become dangerous.

That old man is a vampire. He sucks half of their gang's profits.

They dared not say anything because they were afraid. But now, they dare.

If they kill this old guy, they won't have to pay half the money anymore.

Their gangs can then live even more comfortably.

"No need to shout anymore, old man. Men, arrest him."

As soon as Ah Qiang gave the order, people rushed up to arrest him.

Zeng Guolong's four bodyguards immediately blocked his way and drew their knives.

"What do you want to do?"

"what?"

A-Qiang's men stopped in their tracks when they saw this.

Ah Qiang pulled out a pistol from behind his back and pointed it at the four bodyguards.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better surrender. Otherwise, my gun doesn't discriminate."

"this……"

The four bodyguards looked at each other, and finally gave up resisting.

In addition, the two men who brought Amin in have now been subdued.

All six guys were pinned to the ground and tied up with ropes.

Zeng Guolong was the only one sitting in the leader's seat, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He knew he had lost.

If he had known it would end like this, he wouldn't have come. If he had just stayed out of this mess and lived a comfortable life as a wealthy man, Ah Qiang would have given him face.

Although he might not receive any more money, he already has enough.

What do you need so much money for?

As the retired emperor of Heshenghe, he has everything he wants. Isn't it good to live a good life?

He regretted it; he really did regret it.

Ah Qiang walked up to him, looked at him coldly, and said, "Old man, can you step down now?"

Zeng Guolong sat there, leaning on his cane, his hands squeezing the dragon head of the cane so hard it made a cracking sound.

"Ah Qiang, I can give you the position, but you have to agree to one condition: you have to avenge your Brother Hua. Can you do that?"

Ah Qiang laughed: "Old man, are you still half asleep? I'm not agreeing to any of your conditions today. I'm just asking you now, are you going to let me sit in this seat or not?"

After Ah Qiang finished speaking, he drew his gun and aimed it at his head.

If he dared to say a single word of dissent, Ah Qiang would not hesitate to shoot him in the head.

That's just how the world is.

Zeng Guolong deflated like a punctured balloon, his temper vanishing instantly.

"Hehe, indeed heroes emerge from among the young, the younger generation truly surpasses the older!"

Zeng Guolong, leaning on his cane, slowly stood up. He still maintained the air of an emperor emeritus.

When Ah Qiang saw this, he was furious and slapped him across the face, sending him flying to the side.

"Get the hell out of here! What the hell are you pretending for? Don't you have any self-awareness?"

Zeng Guolong was slapped to the ground and immediately felt his head buzzing.

He looked up, staring at A-Qiang in disbelief.

He thought that Ah Qiang would still respect him! At the very least, he needed Zeng Guolong's approval to sit in this boss's position.

Ah Qiang ignored him completely and plopped down in his seat.

The crowd below immediately shouted, "Our leader is mighty! Our leader is a peerless hero, he has unified the martial world!"

Ah Qiang laughed, his gaze falling on Zeng Guolong. At that moment, Zeng Guolong had already collapsed to the ground.

"Old man, see that? I'm the fucking boss of Shenghe. Who do you think you are? You dare to challenge me? Come on, drag this old bastard out and kill him to use as a sacrifice for my flag."

"what?"

Zeng Guolong's expression changed drastically.

"You little bastard, you dare?"