TD County, the third largest county in Baodao, is second only to Ntou County, while Hualien County has a population of only 270,000. It has a vast land and sparse population but rich resources, and is a major agricultural county.

Lin Dong sat in the back row of a Toyota business car, closed his eyes and rested, thinking about some basic situations in TD County. Yesterday, after the meeting at the TB Youth League Gang headquarters, he took people out the next day. Baodao was relatively unfamiliar to him. Chen Hongsheng could give him this mission. It was not easy to straighten out the TD relationship and control the underground forces of TD in half a month.

"Assistant Master, we arrived at the TD territory in half an hour, so let's go directly here?" asked the member of the War Hall sitting in the passenger seat, with a little nervousness and depression in his tone.

Many people in the gang were not convinced that Lin Dong, an outsider suddenly became the leader of Zhan Tang, especially those of the original Zhan Tang members, who even doubted him. They just went to TD to challenge Wuhu Gang. Wouldn't this be too early to die?

Lin Dong opened his eyes, looked at the young man named Dong Biao, and said lightly: "What? If you don't go directly to TD City, do you have a better strategy?"

Dong Biao was choked and said worriedly: "No, no, deputy master, I don't have any good opinions, but there are only a dozen of us. Isn't that asking for death if we are swaying like this? Huh, you're not very rational."

Departing from TB, there were three business cars, except for the three of them, and each of them was 5 people in the two cars behind. When Lin Dong only had 10 people to go to TD with him, the gang laughed and thought that he was going to die. Even Chen Hongsheng and his daughter were full of worries and doubts.

Lin Dong looked out the window and did not pay attention to Dong Biao. It was not that he had no one to take him, but that he was unwilling to take him more. Zhao Wei originally wanted to send a large group of troops to him, but he refused. He had his own ideas. The gang fight was large because of many people, but he was not a gangster. He had been through the battlefield for a long time and understood the principle that soldiers were more important than elites. After some selection, he finally picked ten people and ten men who smuggled from the ten continents. These people were very low-key and unrespected in the gang, but he saw the value of these people, and had certain skills.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that these people have no faction, but just ordinary members of the gang, and they are very clean. This is what Lin Dong really wants. Since he has taken on this task, it means that he is going to hang out on Baodao. The most important thing for him to hang out is the team, and these people will be his first team on Baodao.

Lin Dong's thoughts returned to reality, suddenly thought of a question, turned around and looked around, then asked, "By the way, what weapons did you bring?"

Dong Biao held a cigarette in his mouth and reached out to pull it out, smiling, "Hey, Kaliko submachine gun, made in the United States, deputy hall master, you must have never played it in the mainland."

Uh ~

Lin Dong was stunned and thought that Baodao was Baodao. Domestic gangs were not so bold. Moreover, the domestic gun management was very strict. It was really hard to see a submachine gun like this, but he was not in China.

"Haha, this thing is OK, why do you all like to use it?"

Dong Biao laughed, "Ha, this guy has many bullets, and it's a big piece of it with a sweep of twelve, which is very satisfying."

The driver Jia Zheng smiled and shook his head. It seemed that he had become accustomed to Dong Biao's character.

Lin Dong's forehead was instantly covered with black lines. Among the ten people he picked, there was no Dong Biao. This person was the guide given to him by Chen Hongsheng. This person was a member of the Original War Hall, with a clever mind, and was very familiar with the terrain of the treasure island. The most important thing was that this person was a TD native.

The gang fights are basically a random sweeping game, so it is normal to choose such a guy. Lin Dong thought about it and it was not too surprised. Although this guy was once used for the army, in the war zone, the soldiers still like AK47 more.

"Warms on Baodao are still coming from the United States?" Lin Dong lit a cigarette and asked. He had smuggled arms for so many years, but he had never sold weapons here.

The driver Jia Zheng took Lin Dong's cigarette and said thank you, "Well, it's basically still there. The military has a military purchase plan every year. Most of the equipment is purchased from there, but the people buy it from the mainland, and domestic pistols still have a big market here."

Lin Dong nodded. The domestic pistol was small and convenient, and the 77-type is loved by many bigwigs. This is no secret. The northern military industry wants to find sales, so how could this treasure island let go? Unfortunately, the authorities in the treasure island are very strict in managing these matters and can buy them anywhere, but the mainland cannot. Although they say they support China on the surface, they are very careful in their hearts.

Baodao spends a lot of money on purchasing weapons every year. Lin Dong used to like it, but unfortunately the Americans were too nervous and there was no war here, so all they needed was new equipment, so he could only be envious. If he could win the weapon deal in Baodao, he would turn over in an instant.

'Treasure Island, Baodao, my future depends on you.' Lin Dong thought silently in his heart that he had never decided on his future path, but it did not affect his gradual development. Baodao hopes that the United States will sell weapons to it, but the United States pretends to behave. If his charm value reaches 10,000, when a private secret military-industrial enterprise appears in Baodao, do you still need to hug others? When Baodao has the capital to save his life, will you still need to look at the American's face? Of course, you don't have to look at the old M's face in the future, but it depends on his face.

"Assistant Master, there seems to be something in front of you." Jia Zheng frowned.

Lin Dong's eyelids hopped and he looked forward, and saw that the road ahead was full of cars.

"People check the card."

"Haha, they are very informative. Notify Dalong and ask them to pay attention." Lin Dong sneered. He had known for a long time that he would not be calm on the way. Chen Sen would never let him arrive in Taitung safely. It would not surprise him if the Wuhu Gang got the news in advance.

Crack, Crack

Jia Zheng and Dong Biao took out their weapons and pulled the bolts. The two looked solemn. It was fake to say they were not nervous. They were a gangster, not a war machine. If they died, they would be nothing. They were even worse than soldiers. Without honor or title, no one would remember them. After they died, they would be taken to the police station and finally buried.

Dong Biao held the submachine gun with an extremely nervous expression. He had not received any training. Although he had hit him several times, he was all following behind someone else's butt. He could hit him if he could, and ran away if he couldn't win. He had never encountered such a situation today. There were about ten people on his side, but there were nearly a hundred people on the opposite side, which was too big a gap.

Dong Biao found that his body was a little cold, and his body gradually trembled. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He swallowed, turned to look at Lin Dong, and found that the other party was extremely calm. He immediately said nervously: "Deputy Master, the person who set up the checkpoint is not the police, it seems to be the member of the Wuhu Gang. We, should we go back first?"

Jia Zheng frowned, thought about it and put down his gun, looked at the mirror of the car, and waited for Lin Dong's order. Although he was not afraid of death, he also knew that the strength gap between the two sides was not worth it.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Lin Dong shook his head in disappointment, then smiled and said, "I've come here, what's the point of going back? The oil price is very expensive now, so it's better to save some."

The master of the hall spoke, and Jia Zheng could only sigh, then took out his gun, and was ready at all times.

"But..." Dong Biao wanted to persuade him a few more words, but when Jia Zheng glared at him, he could only swallow the words into his stomach, and trembled his hands and raised the submachine gun.

Ten minutes later, seeing that there were fewer and fewer vehicles in front of them, the members of the War Hall in the three cars picked up their weapons one after another, and their expressions were extremely nervous.

In a business car behind Lin Dong's car, a member asked: "Brother Long, are we really going to fight? Is this new hall master crazy? Isn't this seeking death?"

In the passenger seat, there was a black-faced man in his thirties, with a medium figure and not very burly appearance, but he was the best one among them.

Liu Qinglong smuggled to Baodao three years ago and then joined the Youth League Gang. He has always been very low-key. He has made several contributions and is now a leader in the gang. He has a high prestige among mainland members of the gang. However, because he is rigid, he speaks more straightforwardly and is not liked by the people above. Even Zhao Wei, who is also rigid in character, has had some small conflicts with him. Even Zhao Wei can't stand him, let alone others.

"Monkey, don't talk nonsense. No matter what, he is our hall master now. As for whether he can break through, it depends on his ability." Liu Qinglong touched the dagger in his hand and said calmly.

The man called the monkey grinned, "Hey, the new hall master has a really good look. So many people can actually pick us. Haha, Brother Long, should we help him later?"

"Hehe, yes, instructor, it seems that this battle is inevitable. I heard that the new hall master also came from the mainland. Will we help him later?" Another member of the war hall in the back row asked with a smile.

Liu Qinglong looked at everyone, his heart full of heroism. As a person from the special Chinese army, if he did not have this confidence, it would be better to find a piece of tofu to kill him. It is a coincidence that the five of them once knew each other in the army. At that time, he was the instructor of the special training camp. All four of them had received his training. Later, due to a mission, they made serious mistakes and finally left the army sadly. In the end, the five people discussed the development of Baodao. They originally wanted to create a world, but they didn't expect that the Baodao gang was not so easy to mess around. Although the five people were very capable, they had no economic minds, and they could not afford weapons in the Qing Dynasty. In desperation, they could only live in the Qing Dynasty gang and wait for death.

"Let's take a look first. Our brothers' lives cannot be handed over to others at will." Liu Qinglong always wanted to find a backer, but none of them in the gang were attracted by him.
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