The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

After getting in the car, Yang Qiu and Mo chatted about the situation in the Green Gang and Jiangnan City. Everything was going according to plan, and it was even better than they had expected.    

After all, before Yang Qiu took control of Jiangnan, everyone could feel Yang Qiu's gentle means. Many families even benefited from him.    

When Ye Suifeng and Jing Weiguo returned, almost all of their methods were forceful and cruel.    

Now that Jing Weiguo was dead, the Jing family had become a wild dog with a broken spine. No matter how they jumped around, they wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the dark anymore. Because Jing Weiguo's means had already aroused the public's anger.    

As for the Ye family, from now on, there would no longer be a Ye family.    

On the third day after Ye Suifeng's death, the old master of the Ye family spat out blood and died. The entire Ye family had lost its influence after the monkeys scattered.    

On the other hand, the Lin family in the capital had been jumping up and down crazily recently. They were probably trying to get revenge for the Ye family.    

Mo didn't drive to the old residence of the Lin family. Instead, he drove to another road. Yang Qiu had some impression of this road. It was the special passage that led to the Black Prison of the Green Gang.    

When they were about to reach the Black Jail, Mo drove to another fork in the road. This was already a desolate mountain. There was a barbed wire on the side of the road. At the end of this road, there was a large door. After driving for more than ten minutes, they arrived at a mountain valley surrounded by mountains.    

In the mountain valley, there was actually a huge building.    

The building looked like a coffin from the outside. It was at least five hundred meters long and fifty to sixty meters wide. The outside of the building was painted green and blended with the surrounding colors.    

Such a huge single-target building, I really don't know how it was built in the past.    

After getting off the car, Yang Qiu sensed a different aura.    

It was solemn and strict. There was also a special kind of aura. It was the aura of a cultivator.    

Yang Qiu finally understood. This was the headquarters of Number One Department in Jiangnan.    

But Number One Department definitely didn't need such a huge building, right? This building could accommodate at least tens of thousands of people at the same time. Who would work here in the deep mountains and forests?    

Yang Qiu suddenly looked at Mo. Mo smiled and nodded.    

"That's right, young master. This is the headquarters of the Green Gang. "    

Mo had changed his way of addressing Yang Qiu as young master. This was not only to show that they were closer to each other, Yang Qiu was also the heir to the Number One Department controlled by Old Master Lin. He was also the future son-in-law of the Green Gang.    

When he sent Yang Qiu to the entrance of the building, Mo didn't follow him in. Instead, he pointed to the elevator and said:    

"You go directly to the top floor, then follow your right hand all the way to the end. It is the old man's room.    

Yang Qiu walked into the building. The entire building was empty, and he couldn't see anyone. He followed Mo's instructions and went straight to the top floor. When he came out, he was stunned.    

In such a spacious and huge space, there were iron tables and stools arranged neatly inside. Rows of them extended all the way to the top floor. However, on the other side, there was also the fragrance of food in the air.    

This was actually a canteen.    

The incomparably huge canteen was more than ten times bigger than the largest canteen in Shanghai University.    

Yang Qiu immediately felt a sense of familiarity towards this place.    

This should be the place where the Qing Gang members eat.    

The Green Gang could not be underestimated. He was afraid that there were at least tens of thousands of them in this building.    

No wonder it was hard to see who the Qing Gang was usually. But once something really happened, the Qing Gang's experts could appear in hundreds and thousands of fully equipped weapons.    

They walked along the road until they reached the end. There was a distance of more than 150 meters between them. On the door at the end of the road, there were actually words kitchen warehouse written on it.    

Yang Qiu pushed the door open and entered. He saw Old Master Lin sitting in a pile of corn sticks, peeling the corn with his hands. Seeing Yang Qiu enter, Old Master Lin pointed to a stool beside him.    

"Sit down. Have a meal of corn porridge here in the afternoon. This is a natural, green, and pollution-free food. "    

Yang Qiu did not know whether to laugh or cry. He walked over and sat down. He picked up a corn stick and looked at it, but he did not know how to start.    

After all, he was still the eldest young master. He really had never done this kind of work before. Even if he had great strength, he could not crush the entire corn stick in one go.    

Not far away, there were five or six middle-aged men. They were about 40 years old, and each of them had the domineering aura of a superior person. They were all doing the same thing. Yang Qiu had an impression of all these people. They were all big shots of the Qing Gang.    

"This is the tradition of the Qing Gang. The Qing Gang originates from the transportation route, and it was also known as the Tough Gang in the past. They all came from poor backgrounds, and they are able to get a full meal for three meals a day. That's a good day. Come and experience it. "    

Yang Qiu smiled bitterly and imitated. He learned very quickly. The corn cudgel was very dry and it did not take much effort to peel it off. He quickly took action.    

"Are you going tomorrow?"    

"Yes, I'm afraid Qin family will not be able to hold on much longer. "    

Old Master Lin said slowly.    

"The depth of the capital is not as deep as the south of the Yangtze River. Many times, one needs to think. After all, that is the foundation of this country. The value of the Number One Department is to protect this country. We don't care who is the master of this country. As long as the country is peaceful and the people are safe, it will be a blessing for the people. "    

Yang Qiu understood the meaning of the old man's words and said with some curiosity.    

"Old man, you are also very hypocritical. Since you want the country to be peaceful and the people to be safe, why don't you just destroy the five big sects? You still want to keep them to stir up trouble? "    

Old Master Lin scolded with a smile.    

"You brat, you will understand in the future. Anyway, they do not dare to do anything openly now. Go and experience it first. This will be your trial "    

Yang Qiu gave the old man a deep look and then said to him:    

"Old man, you don't need to ask how I am in Kunlun Mountain. "    

Old Master Lin immediately shook his head.    

"I don't ask, and you don't need to ask. This is not something I should know. I have already given the Kunlun Sect to you. From now on, you will be the Director of Number One Department. I will stay here and serve these little bastards of the Qing Gang. "    

Yang Qiu was dumbfounded. Old Master Lin looked at him and said.    

"Kid, I am just your guide. Since you have found the way, my mission is completed. This is for you! "    

Yang Qiu was stunned for a moment.    

"What is this?"    

"It's the identity token of the Director of Division 01!"    

Yang Qiu did not reach out to take it, but Old Master Lin threw it in front of him.    

"This thing is quite useful. At least it can make you have some useful people in the capital. Oh, right. After you go there, take some time to meet someone. That old man lives at this address. You will know who he is when you go there. "    

Yang Qiu could only put away the identity card that represented the director of Section Zero One and said curiously:    

"Old man, this building. . . !"    

"On the ground is the headquarters of the Green Gang, and on the ground is the Kunlun Sect. There is nothing left in the sect except these twelve old men. As for the others, when you reach the capital, Ji Qinghee will bring you to know them. "