When the elder of the two tribes saw Wu An, his legs trembled involuntarily.
In the past few years, Wu An has been bloody following old Sangji.
This is the biggest difference between him and Wu Thant.
Wu Dan was a good sword, but he had never killed anyone and seen blood. Therefore, when others saw him, they did not feel awe in their hearts. Instead, they laughed at him because he was treated as a puppet by the Presbyterian Council because he was the Benglong Young Master.
However, no one dared to laugh at Wu An.
Because behind him stood not only old Sangji, but also a monk.
"Oh, isn't this the third elder?" Wu An's eyes looked around everyone's faces, and finally fell on the face of the third elder who was sitting motionless on the sofa: "People say that the dragon and horse spirit, what the hell is the dragon and horse? I've never seen it, but Third Elder, you are really energetic. Even at such an old age, you still come to Happy Valley to play, so you are not afraid of catching wind..."
The third elder listened to his nonsense, but there was no anger on his face: "When did you come back?"
"The day before yesterday." Wu An didn't look at other people's faces at all and walked up to the third elder: "After I came back, I discovered something strange."
"what's up."
"I heard that the third elder actually collaborated with Mu Jiaqi to sell contraband." Wu An smiled: "How about you count me in as a share, as long as you give me 200 million yuan a year, I will be your backer."
The elders of the two tribes looked at Wu An in shock, realizing that it was this boy who led the troops to the mining area the day before yesterday...
"Wu An, you really want to do contraband business." The third elder looked at him suspiciously and stood up.
Bald Dao Zhen, who was standing next to Wu An, stretched out his big hand to hold his shoulders. With a little force, the third elder sat down on the sofa with a pop.
The third elder raised his head and glared at Daozhen angrily.
"What are you looking at?" Wu An chuckled: "Let me introduce, this is Dao Zhen, the young master of Daozhai. If you want to smuggle and sell drugs, you can only go to him. This is the real God of Wealth."
"Wu'an..." The elder of the two clans gritted his teeth, knowing that he would have to keep silent. He bravely kept his face calm: "Mogok does not ban drugs. We are doing normal business and have never bullied the market."
"Pa!" Wu An slapped the old man from the second tribe on the face, and then grabbed his ears: "Are you deaf? I never said that contraband is not a normal business, but you should understand, Mogok is my family’s Mogok, and doing business here requires my nod..."
"Let go!" A middle-aged man strode forward when he saw Wu An insulting the elder of the two clans in this way.
Dao Zhen slapped him with his backhand and knocked him to the ground: "When adults are talking, children should not interrupt, otherwise, I will really interrupt you."
The elders of the two clans felt a chill in their hearts. The person who was slapped to the ground was named Mao Lan. He was a strong man weighing 180 kilograms. He was slapped to the ground by him.
"Wu An, let me say it again, the business we are doing is allowed by the Presbyterian Council."
"Snapped."
Wu An slapped his mouth again and asked with a smile: "Did I let you speak?"
The elders of the two tribes gritted their teeth and remained silent.
"Bang." The door of the flower hall was pushed open again, and Brother Li barged in: "Young Commander, don't mess around here. He is from the Mu family."
Wu An burst into anger: "In my family's territory, people from the Mu family can actually dominate. Do you think my gun can't kill anyone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers next to him all pulled out their guns and aimed their 92-style moves at the elders of the two tribes...
"Wu An!" Commander Li Ge stopped shouting.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the bullet exploded in the arm of the old man from the second clan.
Brother Li was stunned, then rushed over and dragged the elder of the two tribes behind him: "You are crazy, shooting in Happy Valley..."
Wu An glanced at him: "What's wrong with shooting in Happy Valley?"
Ligo Nuonuo was speechless. Although the Presbyterian Council could cover the sky with one hand, but seriously speaking, the entire Mogok and the entire Benglong Army belonged to the Wu An family.
Let alone shooting here, no one would dare to say no even if they set a fire here.
"Get out of the way!" Wu An shouted sharply, and Brother Li couldn't help but hide aside.
Four soldiers rushed over and directly pressed the second clan elder to the ground.
The elders of the two clans did not dare to move, not to mention struggling.
He knew very well that if it were someone else, he might have considered the consequences, but Wu An had no such idea at all.
The strong man who just spoke also had a gun pressed against his head, and big beads of sweat were flowing down...
Wu An then looked at the third elder and said with a smile: "You are a senior and an elder. Let's talk today."
The third elder didn't smile either. He had a stern face and glanced at Wu An calmly without saying a word.
"The bloody battle in the mining area the day before yesterday was instigated by you..."
The third elder said nothing.
Wu An sneered: "Third Elder, if you don't say anything, I will think it was you who instigated it. Moreover, I tell you, this matter is serious."
The third elder looked at his ferocious eyes and couldn't help but trembled: "What do you want?"
"Disputes provoked with guns are naturally resolved with guns." Wu An said with a smile: "You also know that I never hold grudges, because if I have grudges, I will avenge them on the spot."
"This matter has nothing to do with my family."
"Then you explain things clearly."
"I know that you lured Ye Qing to Mogok."
"Then do you know that in order to buy arms from him, I almost recognized him as my ancestor." Wu An became angrier as he spoke: "It was not easy to persuade him to come to Mogok to do business, but he was ambushed one after another.
But the Presbyterian Church didn't even say a word, and you thought the matter was over. "
The third elder said coldly: "He killed so many people in the mining area the day before yesterday. Even Mu Jiaqi wanted to withdraw from the Mogok market because of him."
Wu An looked him in the eyes fiercely: "Tell me, are you a Benglong person or a Guokang person? As the third elder, do you work for the Benglong people or the Guokang people?"
"What do you mean?"
Wu An waved his hand.
Dao Zhen took out the Desert Eagle and hit the second tribe old man's leg with a bang. The powerful bullet instantly opened a bloody hole in the second tribe old man's thigh, exposing the white bones.
The elders of the two tribes screamed like ghosts crying.
Brother Li shouted loudly: "Young Commander, what on earth are you going to do?"
Dao Zhen turned around and glanced at him: "It was unpleasant to kill people the day before yesterday. Do you want to fill the head?"
Brother Li clenched his fists and begged: "Wu An, young commander, something happened to the third elder here, I will definitely be dead, please leave me a way to survive."
Wu An stared at him: "When Ye Qing was ambushed, I was recuperating in Rayleigh No. 1 Hospital. You may not know that Rayleigh No. 1 Hospital is Ye Qing's property. He had a lot of good and bad things. I will definitely die in the hospital. . I left a way for you to survive, but who left a way for me to survive?"
