Qian Hao and his younger brothers discussed the matter about dealing with Guo Tian. The layout has been formed. He gradually eroded from Jiefang Street, forcing Guo Tian to come forward and show off completely with him.

"Brother Hao, I don't know whether to ask about it or not!" The most taciturn little brother spoke again.

"You have the most ideas. Tell me, what have you discovered?" Qian Hao asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Some day ago, Mr. Yang from Xia City was killed. This incident was a sensation, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Qian Hao's fingertips shaking as he pinched the cigarette.

"Yang Ye is an underground tycoon in Xia City. He is stronger than Wu Ye and our Qiang Ye. I have no objection to this matter, right?"

Qian Hao glared at him: "If you have nothing to say, please say it!"

"It is said that Mr. Yang had already obtained the ticket for the Delta Conference. After being killed, his ticket was also stolen. The next day, someone sold the ticket for the dark web. Why didn't Mr. Qiang spend money to buy it like Guo Tian? Instead, he had to fight with Guo Tian to prove himself?"

This matter is not secret, but few people dare to mention it easily.

Fortunately, these people in the room were Qian Hao's confidant brothers, and everyone was fine with their words. Even so, Qian Hao was still furious and slapped the boy.

Bang!

The loud and loud slap shocked him.

"Are you stupid? Can you just talk about this kind of thing casually?" Qian Hao glanced at the door vigilantly and said in a low voice, "Can you buy the ticket you snatched? Who knows how big the trap is there? Guo Tian is stupid, can Mr. Qiang be the same as him?"

"But - Guo Tian bought it, it's okay. I heard that the Delta Trial Council did not respond at all, and it seemed to have agreed to this behavior." The subordinate covered his face and couldn't help but say.

Qian Hao took a few puffs of cigarettes and sneered: "This is what Mr. Qiang is so powerful. Why don't he buys it? What are the things he bought? We still rely on fists in our industry. Only things that you grab with fists are the most precious."

"Even if you win with Guo Tian in the end, Mr. Qiang will be seriously injured. I think this matter is not worth it no matter how you look at it!"

"Hmph! Awen, otherwise you can only be smart, and you will be a younger brother in your lifetime, and only then can Mr. Qiang have great wisdom.

Think about it, even if the old guy Guo Tian finally fought to the death, as long as he could win, he could take over his ticket openly. Then there would definitely be rumors outside.

He said that Mr. Qiang is a real tycoon with a majesty and will be looked up to by others when he goes to the underground conference. He can take the opportunity to win greater benefits. Do you understand?"

When everyone heard Qian Hao's analysis, they immediately woke up.

If Mr. Qiang finally wins and takes the blood-stained entrance ticket to attend the underground conference, the distribution of territory and interests will surely make others afraid.

"Master Qiang is really amazing!"

"It's true that Mr. Qiang, this move is so wonderful!"

Qian Hao considered himself Qiang Ye’s confidant, knew some little secrets, and showed off his brothers very proudly, and smiled and said, “Actually, Qiang Ye has not been thinking about buying the ticket. Last time I saw someone who took the ticket to find Qiang Ye.”

"What?"

"Someone has looked for Mr. Qiang with an entrance ticket? Is he the special envoy of the Trial Council?"

"The parliamentary envoy Zhang Beizhou has long been dead. Who would take over his job? It was because of his death that the rules for the allocation of tickets have changed. Now the entire underground forces in the Delta are going crazy for the tickets."

"Is it the one who sells tickets?"

"Those who dare to sell tickets are definitely not easy."

"It's all delivered to you, why doesn't Mr. Qiang accept it?"

Qian Hao shook his head slowly: "I'm not a roundworm in Mr. Qiang's belly, how do I know? In short, Mr. Qiang has his own reason."

Everyone nodded convincingly, and increasingly felt that Mr. Qiang was both mysterious and powerful, and he would definitely make a fortune with him.

Qian Hao raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said in a deep voice: "It's almost time. Awen, are you going to see who went to the nightclub to make trouble? Are you back?"

The thin boy who was slapped in the face immediately stood up, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Awen walked out the door and called, preparing to go to the convenience store downstairs to buy a few boxes of cigarettes. As soon as he left the elevator, he saw a crowd of people outside the hotel hall, and there was a lot of shouting. The situation scared him.

"What's the situation?" Awen, with a blank look, walked quickly to the door of the hall and looked out, and immediately saw Acai who made him alert.

A Cai was wearing black clothes and carrying an iron stick, and was loudly speaking to hundreds of black thugs. The general meaning was to rush up and catch Qian Hao and others in one go, and catch them all back to see God.

Awen was startled, hid at the door with cold eyes for a long time, and immediately retreated to the elevator before the other party broke in, and hurriedly pressed the eighth floor button.

"Brother Hao, this kid A Cai finally couldn't help but bring a group of people over." A Wen entered the room and shouted excitedly.

"Oh?" Qian Hao's eyes lit up, he slapped his thigh and stood up, "So quickly?"

"Yes, what should I do? Or do you do it?"

"Why don't you do it? Call out the brothers immediately. The time is to show off your skills." Qian Hao threw the cigarette butt, laughed, pulled out a mountain knife from under the sofa cushion and carried it on his shoulders, "Let's go!"

"Walk!"

Soon, a large group of people walked out of the eighth floor room. Several of them were very strong and their muscles were terrifying. Everyone was wearing thorny wrist guards and holding short axes in their hands. They were ready.

"Brothers, it's time to show off in front of Mr. Qian Hao." Qian Hao glanced at everyone and said with a grin, "Let Guo Tian know today that compared with Mr. Qiang, he is not even a bullshit."

"Okay!" Everyone raised their hands and replied with a loud bang.

Qian Hao looked back at Awen: "Is the car ready? The battle must be resolved within ten minutes. The police must evacuate the hotel before coming."

"Don't worry! All are arranged!" Awen nodded quickly.

"Walk!"

Acai and his men were blocking the stairs and elevator entrances, and were about to send someone to investigate, when a group of people rushed out of the stairwell of the escape passage.

"Call me!"

As soon as Qian Hao appeared, he immediately started fighting without saying a word.

Several majestic men pushed into the crowd like bulldozers, invincible and directly dispersed the entire team.

Awen led the thugs to rush in from the side, shattering A Cai's team into a formation again.

Originally, he came to find fault with great momentum, but was suddenly attacked and caught off guard, and instantly appeared one-sided.

A Cai's face turned black at that time.

"What the hell is running away? Do it for me!" Acai picked up the iron stick and rushed in.

Outside the hall, Guo Tian, ​​who was sitting in the car, looked a little ugly. He looked at Lin Xiao in fear, quietly wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and smiled dryly: "Mr. Lin, don't worry, A Cai can still hold on to this small scene."

Click!

The next second, A Cai was thrown out of the hall like garbage.
Chapter completed!