Beep, beep...
The phone rang, but no one answered...
What is going on?
Underling: "Why isn't anyone picking up...?"
Little Ninth Master: "They must be in a meeting! My dad and the others all went to Yaowu Manor to hold a meeting today."
The underling nodded, full of envy: "Ah..."
Among the underlings of the entire Yaowu Group, who wouldn't want to step into Yaowu Manor? That was truly the core existence of the group.
Being able to step inside meant that one had already entered the core circle and could become a master among men in the entire Lin Province.
Don't look at how impressive they seemed...
Really speaking, they weren't even core underlings; their master was Little Ninth Master!
Little Ninth Master was, after all, just Little Ninth Master!
Just the second generation of the group! But right now, the true core stratum of the group was with the first generation...
Little Ninth Master seemed to see through the thoughts of the underlings below: "Rest assured! Following me will eventually lead to success."
"Eldest Master, Fifth Master, and the others are so old, how many more years can they hold power? Our generation is not far from holding power..."
As soon as these words were spoken,
the underlings nodded one after another.
This was also the reason they followed Little Ninth Master; the first generation of Yaowu Group was already quite old.
Eldest Master was already in his sixties...
And the youngest Ninth Master was well over fifty...
In the underworld, fists feared the young and vigorous. It was impossible for a group's helmsman to be in his seventies, which meant Yaowu Group would start nurturing the second generation within three to five years and let the second generation take power.
Right now, there were still five members left in the first generation!
Among them, one didn't even have a son!
That is to say:
Only the descendants of four masters could hold power, and Little Ninth Master was precisely one of them. Coupled with the fact that Ninth Master was the youngest, it might not be impossible for him to become the true decision-maker of the group in the future...
Thinking of this,
the depression, anger, and discomfort brought upon those underlings by being brutally beaten by the personnel of Black Dragon Group dissipated a lot...
"Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river!"
When they took power in Yaowu Group in the future, it might not be impossible for them to sit on equal footing with Black Dragon Group and collide head-on.
At this moment,
they couldn't help but picture themselves sitting on equal footing with Qin Jiang and the others ten years later...
Seeing this,
Little Ninth Master nodded with great satisfaction: "Since my dad isn't answering, then I'll call Uncle Wang..."
Uncle Wang was his dad's most core underling and Bodyguard, who stayed closely by Ninth Master's side year-round.
Beep, beep...
After ringing a few times, the phone was finally answered...
But this time, Uncle Wang's calm voice did not come through the phone; instead, there was a huge roar:
Boom...
As well as continuous gunfire:
Bang! Bang! Bang!
...
What?
Little Ninth Master was dumbfounded listening to the gunfire over the phone, and not just him! The rest of the underlings were also dumbfounded.
Logically speaking, at this time, whether it was Uncle Wang or Ninth Master, they should be inside Yaowu Manor.
How could there be gunfire?!
And it was so intense...
There were even huge roaring sounds, as if there were sounds of vehicles crashing and even Molotov cocktails.
Could someone be attacking Yaowu Manor?
But how could that be?
In Lin Province, who would dare to attack Yaowu Manor?
It didn't make sense...
Little Ninth Master anxiously said: "Uncle Wang... Uncle Wang... What happened on your end? What on earth is going on...?"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sounds of gunfire and a loud roar continued to come from the phone: "The manor is under attack...!"
Little Ninth Master: "How is that possible... Who dares to attack Yaowu Manor... Uncle Wang... Who on earth is it...?"
Unfortunately...
this time no one responded to him.
He could only hear the crackling gunfire, noisy shouts, and chaotic footsteps coming from the other end of the phone.
Just when Little Ninth Master was extremely anxious,
suddenly,
a loud roar came from the phone: "Ninth Master... get down...!"
Clang...
It sounded as if the phone had dropped to the ground, followed by the sound of someone getting shot, and someone shouting Ninth Master's name.
Little Ninth Master: "Uncle Wang... What happened to my dad... My dad...?"
The next moment, he faintly heard his father's voice, except it wasn't as domineering and imposing as usual, but instead exceptionally weak...
It seemed like he was cursing:
"Black Dragon... Qin Jiang... Qin..."
Before he could continue listening, he saw the phone being picked up as if by someone, and then he heard Uncle Wang's roar: "Little Ninth Master... Run... Leave Lin Province... Yaowu is finished... Run...!"
Then,
it was Uncle Wang's even louder roar: "Damn it... I'll fight you to the death... Kill... All of you, go to hell...!"
Da da da...
Bang...
The sound abruptly stopped...
The phone on the other side seemed to have been hit and shattered.
Beep, beep...
Listening to the busy tone on the phone,
Little Ninth Master: (☉ _ ☉)
All the underlings: (◎ _ ◎;) (⊙ _ ◎) ( ꒪ Д ꒪)ノ
They were all stunned there, unable to speak; the content of the phone call just now was simply too impactful.
Yaowu Manor was attacked...
Ninth Master seemed to be injured...
Uncle Wang seemed to have... died...
Then what about the others in the manor...? How badly was Ninth Master injured after all? And who on earth attacked the manor...?
"How could this happen? Who on earth has the guts to attack Yaowu Manor? And they even broke in..."
"Just now, I seemed to faintly hear Ninth Master mention something like Black Dragon... Qin Jiang... Could it be...?"
"No way! Black Dragon Group is attacking our Yaowu Group... and they even attacked straight to the manor...?"
Although these underlings found it a bit hard to believe, apart from Black Dragon Group, they couldn't think of anyone else who had the guts and power to strike Yaowu Group. After all, these low-level underlings didn't know anything about the Nail Project Team; they couldn't possibly imagine that the Nail Project Team had annihilated Yaowu Group. In their view, Yaowu Group had sky-high backing in Lin Province and wouldn't have hidden dangers of this sort, so only the thriving Black Dragon was possible...
"Black Dragon Group? What are they attacking our Yaowu Group for...?"
"What else could it be for?! To expand their territory, of course. Now that Black Dragon Group has already occupied Bei Province, it naturally wants to expand outward..."
"I get it! They weren't here to attend a wedding at all; it was clearly a feint to cover their covert advance..."
These underlings speculated among themselves...
Someone asked:
"Little Ninth Master, what should we do...?"
Little Ninth Master stood there in a daze...
What should they do?!
He was completely dazed right now... how could he know what to do? He only felt as if the sky had collapsed... Was his proud father, his indomitable father... about to be gone?
Was it Black Dragon Group?
Did they capture Yaowu Manor? What would happen to his father? Was he shot? Was he dead?
No! His father shouldn't be dead! His father was still speaking just now; although weak, he wouldn't die...
Right! He definitely wasn't dead!
But the hope that had just risen turned into despair once more: Even if his father wasn't dead, what would his fate be if he fell into the hands of Black Dragon Group?
And he had just offended Qin Jiang not long ago...