Chapter: 8637

By that time, he had died.

A fist of two thousand catties, to an ordinary warrior, is equivalent to being crushed by a boulder, how terrifying, the muscles and bones of an ordinary warrior cannot resist this kind of attack at all!

"Although Zuo Fei's martial arts qualifications are not as good as mine, he is more experienced and smart than I was in managing the Black Tiger Gang. No accidents, in another seven or eight years, I will be the leader of the Black Tiger Gang. It will be passed on to him."

Zuo Jun spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

"For so many years, I have been such an only son, why did I see his dead body here today?"

Zuo Jun just swept across the backbone of the Black Tiger Gang: "Who can answer me? Could it be that my Black Tiger Gang has become a low-ranking force in Jiangyin City, and anyone can kill, even the young master? Die outside?"

"Bang, lord, the young master took people to the Zifu this time. I was waiting, and I knew it. I just thought that there were no warriors in the Zifu, and Jiang Tianshu was with him. The young master also brought a few good fighters. There should be no one. The danger is..."

An old man sighed softly, stood up, and clasped his fists.

He knew that Zuo Jun was talking to him, because he was the master and the core of the Black Tiger Gang, and any movement of Zuo Fei outside on weekdays was taken care of by the master, which Zuo Jun specifically told him task.

Now that Zuo Fei died in the Purple Mansion, as a master, he is naturally to blame!

"Master Fang, you have been in my Black Tiger Gang for many years, right?"

Zuo Jun smiled lightly.

Master Fang trembled slightly, knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said quickly: "Master, please forgive me, please forgive me, I really didn't expect that the new uncle of the Zifu would be a strong player. According to the information we collected, this uncle He's just a frail scholar, even if he fell lightly from the top of the mountain, he would have to

Bedridden for months..."

"You can't think of it?"

Only then did Zuo Jun walk slowly in front of Master Fang, and looked down at him: "It's because you couldn't think of it, that's why the young master died."

Master Fang trembled even more, the pressure Zuo Juncai put on him was too strong, because he was afraid that he would be slapped to death by Zuo Juncai at any time, his face turned pale.

Some of the core members who have a good relationship with him on weekdays are watching their noses and noses at this moment, and they dare not plead for Master Fang at this moment.

"Master, I..."

boom!

Just as Master Fang opened his mouth, Zuo Juncai suddenly slapped his celestial spirit cap with a palm. The five hundred catties of force instantly snapped Master Fang's neck off. Master Fang was paralyzed on the ground, motionless. .

Everyone gasped, and the lobby became even quieter.

"Send someone to the countryside and bring me all of Uncle Ning's family members to the Black Tiger Gang, and then go to the Purple Mansion for me to invite Uncle Ning to come over for a gathering."

Zuo Jun said lightly.

"Master, the Ning Mansion used to be a big clan, if we..."

Someone hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a sassy voice. "Big family? The main line of the Ning family has been copied and beheaded by the whole family long ago. He can survive because he has nothing to do with the main line, and the superiors don't pay attention to him. That's why he has survived so far. Do you think those who were taken by the whole family The beheaded ghost will come to your door

Looking for revenge on us? "

Zuo Jun said lightly.

"No, it's not..."