Chapter 832: Master Gang Jin

"It's fine to establish a chamber of commerce, but whose president is it? It's fine for you, Mu Chaozong, to dominate Jiangbei. If you want to get your hands on us in Jiangnan, there's no way." Suddenly a middle-aged man snorted coldly, and immediately stood up, glaring Look directly at Mu Chaozong.

This man is the boss of "Hongfa Trading" in Jiangnan, with billions of assets, and he is also a person who can shake Jiangnan by stomping his feet.

He took the lead in speaking, and everyone else whispered in the same whisper.

"Besides me, who else can take the position of president of this chamber of commerce?" Mu Chaozong smiled lightly, and immediately slapped him out. From a distance of about ten meters away, an invisible palm print was slapped on the opponent's chest.

The boss of 'Hongfa Trading' immediately flew upside down, vomited blood from his mouth, obviously injured internal organs, at least need to lie in the hospital for half a year.

"Who has any opinions?" Mu Chaozong said coldly, exuding a strong coercion all over his body.

Under the tremendous coercion, and after witnessing Mu Chaozong's 'superman' strength, many people in Jiangnan who had just started whispering, all obediently shut their mouths. Now, everyone realizes that Mu Chaozong is not a member of the business world, but the underground leader of Jiangbei. He can lead the entire Jiangbei into his own hands. His means and abilities are unimaginable to ordinary people. The person sitting in this position, which one is not cruel

People, if they resist, they may not even be able to leave this mansion today.

"Young Master Wang, what do you think of my opinion?" Mu Chaozong suddenly set his eyes on the first man on his left hand. The man was about thirty years old, wearing a black suit, with a stern look on his face.

Everyone in Jiangnan also looked at him, as if he was their backbone.

This person is none other than Wang Kulv from the Wang family. He is now a major in the military region, and he is said to be qualified to be promoted to the position of lieutenant colonel this year. He can be said to be a person with real power.

Wang Kulu was neither humble nor overbearing, and said lightly: "Master Mu, this is a matter of the business world and has nothing to do with me. If it is for everyone's benefit, I naturally agree."

At the same time, the eyes of everyone in the south of the Yangtze River showed disappointment. Wang Kulu obviously did not intend to participate, not to mention they all knew that Wang Kulu and that person were enemies.

Two years ago, a young man in the south of the Yangtze River was born out of nowhere. He beat all the heroes and was regarded as the boy king.

And the young king and Wang Kulu were hostile, and in the end Wang Kulu bowed his head, so now Wang Kulu is naturally willing to see Mu Chaozong to compete for the territory in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Zhuo Bufan, aren't you very strong? Why are you still shrinking back and not coming out to fight? Let me see how you solve it." Wang Kulu's eyes flashed a cold light, and he thought to himself.

Two years ago, Zhuo Bufan confronted him. Relying on his rank as a major, he had already stabilized Zhuo Bufan, but in the end Zhuo Bufan suddenly became a major general of Yanlong, and he almost slapped him hard. face.

Up to now, Wang Kulv often dreams that Zhuo Bufan is stepping on the petals to leave, and the flowers bloom billions of flowers, and the blossoms are the appearance of my heart.

"Zhuo Bufan, what else do you have?" Wang Kulu clenched his fists, his joints turning white.

Just when the overall situation was settled, suddenly there was an abrupt voice, "Master Mu, it's not impossible for you to set up a chamber of commerce, but I'm afraid we must give up the position of president to Mr. Zhuo."

The eyes of Mu Chaozong, Mu Wanqing and others fell on the speaker.

It was a middle-aged man in his early forties, and a young man stood beside him. These two people were Miao Sandao and Miao Jiangpu. During the last trip to Wuzhen, Zhuo Bufan took Miao Sandao under his command and asked him to take charge of some affairs in Jinling and Jiangnan. For those who are strong, they have long admired and surrendered to him, but now Mu Chaozong forces Jiangnan to bow down.

Head, how could he agree.

"Master Miao, the Young Master Zhuo you're talking about hasn't appeared in Jiangnan for a long time, right?" Mu Chaozong said indifferently.

"Even so, it's not your turn to intervene in our Jiangnan affairs." Miao Sandao glared angrily.

The eyes of the two met in the air, as if sparks of lightning had been sparked.

"Hey, Miao Sandao, even if the person behind you is coming, I'm not afraid, let alone you." Mu Chaozong said, stretched out his right hand and opened his palm, in the palm of which seemed to be boiling water, a light White mist.

The mist gradually condensed, and then immediately turned into the shape of a lotus flower, spinning continuously in the palm of the hand, with a somewhat magical taste.

When Mu Chaozong turned his palm over, the lotus flower in his palm suddenly rushed towards Miao Sandao.

"Infuriating!"

Miao Sandao showed a trace of surprise and horror, and raised his palm to meet him. Immediately, there was a tingling sensation in his palm, as if countless rays had pierced into his palm. Streams of zhenqi, like needlepoints, rushed into Miao Sandao's body.

In an instant, Miao Sandao knelt on the ground in pain, cold sweat the size of soybeans was streaming down his face, and his body felt as if it had been hollowed out, and there were waves of chills.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Miao Jiangpu was taken aback and wanted to help him.

Miao Sandao clenched his fists, his pupils widened suddenly, the zhenqi in his body couldn't be lifted up, and there were faint signs of collapsing, the zhenyuan that had been staring at it like mud collapsed into a plate of loose sand at this moment.

"Miao Sandao, I'm just giving you a small punishment. If you are willing to take refuge in me, I will spare your life." Mu Chaozong said indifferently, but his whole body exuded the domineering aura of a strong man.

Everyone in Jiangnan was silent, even Miao Sandao was defeated, they had no hope.

Miao Sandao gritted his teeth. Although there was endless resentment in his eyes, there was also a tinge of fear. He was originally a master of martial arts, but now he was defeated by Mu Chaozong, which shows that the other party has cultivated to the rumored strength. the point.

Even at this moment, he couldn't help but have some doubts about that person. It is estimated that even if Zhuo Bufan was present in person, he would not be Miao Sandao's opponent.

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The mansion is on the hillside, with bright lights, and behind the mansion is a tributary of a river about 100 meters wide. It is this river that separates Jiangbei from Jiangnan. At this time, the entire river was as black as ink, and the surrounding green trees were like a black shadow.

Only one person stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the air, and there was a column of water about 100 meters under his feet, supporting his body.

On the other side, there was an old man standing in the air, his whole body was covered in black ribbon-like mist, and his whole body was shrouded in a black robe, but there were three balls of flames about the size of basketballs around him, slowly rotating around his body.

The red light could vaguely illuminate the faces of the two of them, and the boy standing with his hands behind his back was Zhuo Bufan. As for the old man with a dry face like a piece of human skin covering his face, he is the old leader of the Black Witch Cult.