Chapter 951
: The Backbone of China, Time of Killing [1 update]
Xiang Shaoyu has received elite training since he was young, and at the age of ten he began to receive intensive training as the young master of a family.
Outsiders only see his bright appearance and envy him for being born into the Xiang family, the first of the five great families, but not many people know that the responsibilities he bears are far greater than those of others.
The Xiang royal family enjoyed the food provided by the people, so they required "the emperor to guard the national gate and the king to die for the country."
Today, the financial power of the Xiang family comes from everyone, so of course he has to take the responsibility of protecting it.
In the past few years, he has been a little confused about the meaning of life.
But now that China and even the entire world have entered a critical moment of life and death, he must take the lead and set an example.
The pride of the Xiang family will never be defeated, and they are the backbone of China.
Rong Yu felt like tears welling up in his eyes as he listened.
He turned his head away hurriedly, then turned back after wiping his tears.
Xiang Shaoyu didn't notice and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't underestimate yourself."
"Old Xiang, stop being so cheesy." Rong Yu rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and snorted twice, "I'm not used to hearing these words coming from a Beijing prince like you."
Xiang Shaoyu was furious: "Get lost!"
What the hell, the prince of the Beijing circle? He will get rid of this title in a moment!
His ancestor has returned, and he wants to see which other princes from other circles dare to jump out and cause trouble!
**
Global Center.
The headquarters of the Yakuza organization.
The left protector winked at the right protector, and the right protector bumped the left protector's arm.
"Old Zuo, I never thought that we would be able to see such a scene in our lifetime. We will die without regrets." The right protector sighed.
“Then you will have no regrets soon.” The left protector rolled his eyes. “When the final day comes, we will definitely be the first to be killed.”
In the center of the main hall, there was a long table, and people were sitting around the table. Yan Tingfeng was sitting at the end of the table.
Any one of these people, picked at random, can shake the world.
Sitting first from Yan Tingfeng’s left is World Bank President Kristen Stewart.
Next came Patriarch Si, Estelle Rubenstein. Except for the still mysterious Neptune family, the other three major families were all present.
Ye Xingli, Darian Stewart, Ling Yunzhan and other well-known figures in the Global Center gathered in Jidao today.
In addition to them, there was another group of people sitting at the other end of the long table.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a frown on his face and a hint of annoyance.
"Master, all the people on the list are here." The right guardian said loudly, "Please give us your instructions, Master!"
Yan Tingfeng then raised his head and said, "Since everyone is here, let's not talk too much. From today on, I will be the boss of the Global Center. This is the first round table meeting."
"..."
The main hall was silent for a moment.
The right protector smacked his lips. Indeed, there was not a single word of nonsense.
"Ridiculous!" the middle-aged man shouted, "The Jidao Organization is the underworld, and the Jidao leader is also the leader of the underworld! What qualifications do you have to represent the Global Center? The Tower Master is still alive, and only the Tower Master can convene a round table meeting. Who gave you the qualifications?!"
He shouldn't have come here today and listened to a young boy talking nonsense.
Yan Tingfeng spoke calmly: "Let me correct you. In addition to being a gang leader, my most important identity is another one."
"What did you say?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the person behind him, with a little vigilance in his eyes. What other identity did this young and gorgeous man with long silver-white hair have that they were completely unaware of?
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yan Tingfeng said in a straightforward tone: "I am Miss Ye Wanlan's boyfriend."
Christine: “…”
Ye Xingli: “…”
Wen Chaosheng: "..."
Everyone: "..."
The middle-aged man obviously didn't know the name: "Who?"
The secretary beside him frowned and checked on the tablet, then said, "Sir, I am a student from Yunjing University, and I am currently studying as an exchange student at Shenzhou University."
The middle-aged man was even more confused. A college student?
He sneered: "What a joke! Is that all you can do?"
Wen Chaosheng muttered, "You know shit."
It must be said that he was very envious of Yan Tingfeng's identity.
YN sister's boyfriend!
With YN's protection, can't I just walk around freely anywhere?
If he had this identity, he would surely announce it to the world without hesitation.
"I don't have time to waste with you here." The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, "You clearly want to take advantage of the Tower Master's retreat to seize power and usurp the throne. This is impossible. Of course, if you are willing to be loyal to the Tower Master, then we can sit down and talk today, and we can even make friends."
He had not expected the Yakuza leader to be so young.
"You are joking." Yan Tingfeng finally stopped smiling and said calmly, "You don't think that I invited you here just to have fun chatting and laughing, do you?"
“So who exactly are you…” The middle-aged man hadn’t finished his words when a loud “bang” was heard.
A heavy iron door slammed down behind him and landed on the ground, so tight that there was not even the slightest gap.
"Boom! Boom! Boom——"
"Crack, click, click."
The sound of metal colliding was endless, like a song.
The entire hall was completely sealed off, and no matter how powerful the thermal weapons were, they could not break through.
"You——!" The middle-aged man was stunned. He looked at Ye Xingli in an instant, "Ye Xingli, you are a traitor!"
Such a defensive counterattack system is clearly a research product of the International Strategic Institute.
"Treason?" Ye Xingli snorted and laughed, "I have always stood on the side of the people, how can I talk about betrayal?"
He entered the International Institute for Strategic Studies and worked hard to climb to such a high position, not for the sake of power, but just to be able to research more high-tech products for the benefit of mankind.
The middle-aged man laughed: "Ye Xingli, you are really supreme!"
His eyes were gloomy and his fists were clenched.
I thought there was no one who didn't covet power, but there actually are fools like Ye Xingli who only know how to make sacrifices!
“Master, is this the only way you can get us to surrender to you?” An old man next to the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with brilliance. “We will not surrender. The Tower Master will never be as unreasonable as you! Someone like you will never be able to subdue us!”
"Reason? My reason is -" Yan Tingfeng stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, suddenly smiling, "If you don't accept it, then die."
Those who follow others will prosper, and those who go against others will perish.
Three hundred years later, this former martial arts supreme will once again sweep the new martial arts world with blood with his thunderous skills. (End of this chapter)