Chapter 672: Who is not good!

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Nie Binghe is sitting in the office of the Hongbang General Assembly at the moment, checking the old accounts left by the previous head of the church.
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The last lord was the one who hunted the Hong dynasty. With the fall of Hong Zhaoli and the Hong war, Hong Wenbin took the position of the lord under the support of Qin Hou.
Hong Wenbin is plain, but the cleaning is not soft.
Xiangdaotangkou is the largest hall outside the Hongbang Rice Country Hall. Hong Wenbin can't wait for it to be taken lightly. After the killing of the incumbent, the heir to the Xiangdaotang mouth has been hanging.
It was not until last month that Nie Binghe was transferred from Russia's ice and snow to Xiangdao to serve as the fat man.
Nie Binghe knew that he could climb the throne, relying on the Qin Hou's will, and went to Siberia in person to pick up the warmth.
Without Qin Hou nodding, Hong Wenbin could not give such an important position to him.
Therefore, after Nie Binghe came to Xiangdao, Daxie reorganized the Hongbang group. For this reason, he did not hesitate to launch a number of battles and focused on whitewashing, mainly focusing on operating industry and security business.
In a short period of time, it also made a good political performance.
The reason why he worked so hard and tried to change the style of the gangs in the past was to move closer to Qin Hou and strive to join the Qin gang in the future.
Because he has a kind of hunch, this fat piece of Xiangdao, Hong Wenbin is reluctant to let go, Qinhou will certainly take it, these two will soon be suspected of gaps.
However, Hong Wenbin’s strength and ambition are far less than that of Qin Hou, and his heart is biased toward Jiangdong.
Looking at the document, the secretary reminded the line 1.
Nie Binghe picked up the receiver, and the voice of the old man was scared.
After hanging up the phone, Nie Binghe threw away the information on his hand and violently thundered: "Mom, there are people in Hong Kong who dare to move my son. What about the master, I will rule you."
"Come, come and align your brothers immediately, prepare for the big battle, and call Mr. Ueda."
Nie Binghe buckled his clothes button and shouted outside the door.
He himself was a very good master, and his opponents were trained very tightly. When he was outside the door, the 108 disciples of the Zhongshanese costumes, which had been crushed by black, were already on standby.
The leader is a ruddy middle-aged man with neatly combed hair, black black leather shoes and thick black-rimmed glasses that look like an old professor.
"Nie Ye, the star of the sky, has been assembled."
Tian Yuanshan calmly said.
"Start immediately, go to the Paradise Bar, someone has ruined my son, and I have to fan Laozi."
"Today, no matter who he is, my Nie Binghe will never give up."
Nie Binghe screamed and waved his hand, greeted the brethren to get on the bus.
After getting on the bus, Tian Yuanshan helped the glasses: "As far as I know, the Paradise Bar is the place of God of Wealth, how can this happen?"
"Xie Caishen, this person is slick, I just arrived here, he may not be really making friends, can't rely on it."

The island has always been a lot of people who are dissatisfied with us and kill the locals today.

Nie Binghe's face is tight and cold and cold.
The team was like a dragon, dozens of big rushes, and the long queues stopped at the door of the bar.
All the disciples of the Zhongshan costume, with the double dragon badge hanging from the chest, came down from the car on the murderous.
Everyone's face is like the autumn wind, and the eyes are like a knife. That is not the average small mix.
When Tian Yuanshan advanced the bar, he said coldly: "Hong Bang Nie Ye is running poor, idle people, etc., immediately exited."
The bar was still waiting to see the lively people. At first glance, the good guy Nie Ye came, everyone was shocked, and they quit the bar honestly.
Some people who really love to watch the bustle can only walk across the street and watch the distance.
They all want to know, the guy who threatened to take the Nie Ye, can still live out of the Paradise Bar.
"羿哥"
Yunxiao whispered a cry of Qin.
"Nothing, they can't move me."
Qin Xiao smiled and took her hand.
On the side of Shen Jiayi was a cold sweat, along the corner, and finally slipped to the jade of the chest, her face was quite calm, but the cup of red wine shouted her fearful heart.
Shen Jiayi hated the death of Qin.
She hates herself more, why do she have to run here to find trouble.
This is good, offended small, alarmed old.
This year, rich, afraid of the right, the right to fear life.
Nie Binghe murdered like a numb, never soft, today is the father here, afraid that it will not escape.
She thought about it. When Nie Binghe was worried, she must pick herself up and push all her responsibilities to Qin Biao to seek self-protection.
The bar suddenly fell empty.
Nie Binghe ironed his face and walked in.
"Nie Ye" manager came over and greeted him.
"Get out of the way"
Nie Binghe set aside and walked straight inside.
At this moment, he is extremely sad.
His son was full of blood, kneeling on the ground and crying, and Sun Lao was like a child who made a mistake, standing on the side with a head and respect.
And the sign indicates that Enron is sitting on the sofa in the corner.
The light is very dark, and the neon lights make Nie Binghe’s heart angry and stinging. His eyes can’t see the executioner at the light and shadow.
But he vowed to make this kid's blood debt pay.
"Nie Ye, his subordinates are incompetent"
Sun Lao saw him and bowed his head.
"Dad, Dad, you save me."
"I am so hurt, my eyes are gone."
When I met my father, Nie Yao’s grievances and grievances made a fierce sorrow.
"setting the array"
Nie Binghe resisted his inner anger and raised his hand.
Tian Yuanshan put a weird posture on the left and right hands, and one hundred and eight disciples stood in the bar and stood in the bar.
Tian Yuanshan is a famous master of the tactics. His own cultivation is not high, but he is well versed in the family's martial arts. These disciples are all good middlemen.
It is also the mainstay of Hong Bang in Xiangdao.
On the individual, they may not be able to strike in front of the guru, but they can create a huge killing ability.
Waiting for the guru, nothing to say.
This is also a fundamental reason why Wu Xuanhui can peacefully coexist with Hong Bang.
"Tian Shushu~EbookFREE.me~ I am Shen Jiayi of Shenjia. You are a good friend with your family. Today is a misunderstanding. Please look at your father's face and let us go."
Shen Jiayi pleaded for enthusiasm.
"Miss Shen, if I dig your eyes, will your father let me go?"
Nie Binghe asked with a cold smile.
"This"
Shen Jiayi suddenly spoke.
"Look at your father's face, I am not embarrassed about you, but that madman, today will die."
Nie Binghe is very good.
"Miss Yun, there is still that I can't help, I, I can't help you."
"I blame you for being too embarrassed, no wonder me."
Shen Jiayi licked her mouth, and her conscience was very upset.
Qin Lan is a handcuff, but it is not to give her a head, or she is afraid that she is already in the bed of Nie Yao.
"Nothing"
Qin Lan sat in the shadows, cold and cold.
"Who are you, dare to hurt my son, are you impatient?"
Nie Binghe said with anger.
"If you come over and see, you won't know."
"Reassured, I won't kill you, I will only fan you."
Qin Xiao smiled.
"Well, I have to see if you have a few pounds or two."
Nie Binghe calmed the anger in his heart and stepped forward.
"Nie Ye, he is a master, and he is near."
Tian Yuanshan reminded.
"Hey, my Nie Binghe is also coming in the hurricane. Is it difficult to see him with a courage?"
"So, how is it to shake the island?"
Nie Binghe opened the Tianyuan Mountain and walked over.
Tian Yuanshan was helpless and could only make a gesture, indicating that the disciples were ready to start.
For a time, in the bar hall, the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong, and the air was dull and suffocating.