Vol 3 Chapter 1417: Qinglong real life exposure

Wuyi Lane, deserted courtyard, dry well bottom, mafia rudder.
The fire swayed, reflecting four cold bronze masks, the dragon's throat, swallowing the clouds and spitting fog, hiding his body in a cloud mountain mist cover, revealing a trace of eerie and strange atmosphere, but from his spit Judging by the rhythm, his mood is very relaxed.
Bai Hu looked at Qinglong and said coldly: "Master Qinglong, I advise you to take less Wushisan. Our four parties guarded that year but made an oath not to touch Wushisan. You are now smoking and swallowing yourself. The cloud spitting fog, let us also second-hand Wu Shi San, not very good. "
Qinglong smiled slightly and looked at Suzaku: "This is a good thing done by Suzaku. Look at me. Now most of my skin is burnt and the internal organs are seriously damaged. If you don't this thing, you only need to be afraid of pain. It hurts, this thing, really can't blame me. "
Suzaku said indifferently: "Don't mention more of the previous things. This is what we said long ago. If you still hate me, you can always shoot me, and then I will."
Qinglong laughed: "Why do Lord Suzaku say this? I'm willing to come back, you are willing to accept me, that is, let go of the grudges in front, you don't have to hurt your feelings anymore."
Xuanwu sneered: "Yeah, as soon as you came back this time, you caught Liu Yu and killed Wang Chen. Now I come to talk to us about Jingzhou again. I am afraid that the return of the king is not enough to describe Master Qinglong. Handwriting. "
Qinglong's eyes flashed coldly: "Wang Chen is finally dead, ten days later than I expected. After all, the Wang family also has its own energy, and there are still various life-sustaining elixir, but under my magic medicine, The medicinal stone is ineffective. Once decades of erysipelas have been urged, it will be the Daluo Jinxian and will not save his life. "
Xuanwu gritted his teeth: "So you control the life and death of Huan Xuan in the same way, don't you?"
Qinglong smiled slightly: "My apprentice is very savvy. He can poison his uncle and cousin himself. How can he not be prepared for these things? I control him by other means. At present, just use him. The ambitions will do. "
Bai Hu said in a deep voice: "Do you want us to give Huan Xuan the history of Jingzhou thorns now? You're too anxious, Wang Chen just died, Wang Guobao didn't see that Jingzhou fell into Huan Xuan's hands so easily."
Qinglong's eyes flashed coldly: "I didn't say that Huan Xuan should now be the history of Jingzhou thorns. At this position, he is not suitable. Let him rush to the top position, which will only stimulate his ambitions and let him launch civil war in advance."
Xuanwu was a little surprised: "You didn't even nominate Huan Xuan? Do you want to throw out your apprentice in exchange for our trust in you?"
Qinglong smiled slightly: "Jingzhou, according to our last agreement, it will be given to me sooner or later, so I still need my good apprentice to control his subordinates. Now I will not throw him out, but I can't let my apprentice It's too comfortable to be out of my control, and the Changdao Civil War we have deployed also takes time, so we need to split Jingzhou first, and then send someone we can accept to be the history of Jingzhou. "
Suzaku sneered: "Qinglong, what are you going to tell Jingzhou to stab at, and who are you going to divide Jingzhou?"
Qinglong said in earnest: "When Jingzhou pierced the history, it was Yin Zhongkan. This was a request made by Huan Xuan. If it was not this person, he would never accept it."
Bai Hu laughed: "It seems that Huan Xuan is really interesting to his good friend. He was willing to let him be a stab in history. Also, Yin Zhongkan stood on the side of the emperor. He was the backbone of the Changming Party and had no military and political talent. Huan Xuan is a classmate and friend. With him in charge of Jingzhou, Huan Xuan is of course assured. "
Xuanwu shook his head: "Master Qinglong, let Yin Zhong be a thorn in history. Do you mean it, or Huan Xuan?"
A smile flashed in Qinglong's eyes: "Is there any difference? Huan Xuan knows that he can't be a thorn in history now, and he can only find the most trustworthy person, which is naturally Yin Zhongkan."
Suzaku suddenly laughed: "Master Qinglong, we are almost going to be fooled by you. How could Huan Xuan mention a candidate for Jingzhou thorn history without a deal? We might ask you first, what are you going to do? After splitting Jingzhou, who is going to be a member of this divided area? "
Qinglong looked at Suzaku motionlessly for a long time before he laughed: "Or you know me best, okay, no tricks, just talk about the key points. I'm going to separate Xiangyang, Nanyang and Jingyuan from Jingbei Sizhou merged to become the new Yongzhou, and this Yongzhou thorn history, I elected Xi Hui! "
Bai Hu's smile froze on his face. He stood up suddenly and said loudly: "Qinglong, what do you mean? We have been in the Quartet for a hundred years, and we should never use this right to defend our family. Are you trying to ruin our centuries-old rules of the Mafia? "
Xuanwu said coldly: "Who is Lord Qinglong, who dares to be forever, what are the rules he puts in his eyes, and what can he not do? Lord Baihu, you should finally recognize today Your long-time old friend's true face. "
White Tiger bit his lip and looked at Qinglong: "Qinglong, we have been dating for decades, don't just finish this. If we all guard the four corners and only for the benefit of our own family ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Then our black hand is really the end. It ’s because we can abandon our family and seek the interests of all the big families to stabilize the world. "
Qinglong smiled slightly: "Really? Then what do you think when Xie An is profiting for his family?"
Suzaku said coldly: "When you asked the three of us to agree with you to deal with Xie An, you moved out for this reason. We are willing to work with you because Xie An puts Xie's interests above the Mafia, but now you To do what Xie An did, how could we allow it? "
Qinglong slowly stood up, reached out and took off his mask. A piece of dead skin that was half-burnt and half-yellow everywhere. At least more than ten parts of the face with yellow pus were flowing in front of everyone. Even a skin hole on the left cheek can be seen clearly, and the teeth under the skin can be seen. It is most appropriate to describe his face with Yan Li as a ghost, but a white hair, but it is Neatly attached to his chin, with the mask removed, drooping and chest, no wind fluttering, and Qinglong's voice spit out word by word: "Don't you all forget, everyone in the world calls What am I doing? "
Suzaku sighed softly: "I thought Lord Qinglong had long forgotten who he was. Unexpectedly, the Bearded Army will always be the Bearded Army."