Chapter 974 - Qing Gang (3)

Li Guoliang was driving with the spiders in the front pa.s.senger seat and Ji Feng in the back. The three of them were going on a date with the elders of the Green Gang.

Along the way, Ji Feng's face was calm. He was not moved by the fact that he was going to meet with the Qing Gang Elder, who had some status in the overseas Chinese world. He did not even bother to think about his excuses, hoping to convince the Qing Gang Elder to come and help him make peace.

Ever since Li Guoliang had tactfully described the att.i.tude of the Qing Gang, Ji Feng no longer held any hope.

The att.i.tude of the Qing Gang was sufficient to explain everything.

In reality, even if the Qing Gang were willing to help them, Ji Feng wouldn't rush to plead with them not to mention the fact that the both of them were willing to help.

If the Qing Clan was willing to lend a helping hand, Ji Feng would be grateful to them. Furthermore, he would remember this favor in his heart, and he would repay them handsomely if there was a chance in the future.

However, if the Qing Clan wasn't willing to help, Ji Feng wouldn't say anything either.

This wasn't because of Ji Feng's arrogant att.i.tude. He thought that he was the eldest grandson of the Ji Clan, or because he thought that he was too strong, so he didn't put anyone else in his eyes.

It was just because Ji Feng had such a personality that he never went to anyone in a hurry to beg.

If that wasn't the case, then when Hu Xue Hui had proposed to him to break up with her, he wouldn't have acted so tough. This had nothing to do with his reputation, but Ji Feng wasn't willing to let his pride suffer because of anything else.

Perhaps some people would say that in the face of survival, no matter if it was face or dignity, they were all useless. Only survival was the most important.

However, this was not the case for Ji Feng.

Not to mention that although the current situation was chaotic, seemingly unfavorable to Ji Feng, he knew that the situation was not so vile that he would have to face a life and death situation.

In fact, even if the Qing Gang didn't help him, Ji Feng could still solve the problem by clenching his teeth. Furthermore, if Hong Yiming had not intervened, Ji Feng would not have needed anyone to help him, and he could have easily solved the problem himself.

Now that Hong Yiming had come out to cause trouble, Ji Feng had no choice but to change his plan. However, he could not run to the door of the Qing Gang like a beggar and beg for help.

After leaving the Qing Gang, Ji Feng wasn't completely helpless.

However, since Li Guoliang had brought it up, and had even gone through so much trouble to contact him, sending people and trying to think of a solution, Ji Feng naturally had to accept this favor. At the same time, Ji Feng also wanted to meet with the members of Qing Gang. He had never forgotten that the hall master of Qing Clan, Luo Xun, had also tried to target his aunt before.

Ji Feng would never show him any mercy just because he was a member of the Qing Clan!

Hearing this, Ji Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look outside the window. Sure enough, he saw a few policemen at the intersection in front of him who were staring at the pa.s.sing cars. They seemed to be looking for something.

However, these policemen didn't set up any roadblocks, they only used their eyes.

Ji Feng slightly frowned and said in a deep voice, "Guoliang, is there any way to avoid these police officers?"

Li Guoliang nodded and said, "No problem."

As he spoke, Li Guoliang immediately turned the steering wheel. Before they reached the intersection, the car suddenly turned and turned into an alley not too far away from the intersection.

"Where are we going?"

After avoiding the policemen, the car went onto a new road. However, as time pa.s.sed, the car got faster and faster and the streets outside the window became increasingly deserted. Ji Feng casually asked this question as he was obviously not going to the city.

Li Guoliang replied, "To see an elder of the Qing Gang."

Ji Feng asked, "Where is that elder? "It seems like we're going to the suburbs?"

Ji Feng slightly nodded his head and asked again: "Is the Elder from the Green Gang at the location of the hall master that you know?"

Li Guoliang replied, "No, but there will be an elder coming to his place tonight to specifically wait for us."

Ji Feng understood. This was because the Elder from Qing Gang had given him a chance to meet and talk. And the location of the meeting was the location of the hall master who acted as the middleman.

Of course, strictly speaking, that hall master wasn't exactly a middleman. After all, he was a member of the Qing Gang. If an elder from the Qing Gang went to his place, what difference was there between that and staying in his home?

It was likely because that elder didn't want him to go directly to his house, so he chose to meet with the hall master.

From another point of view, perhaps that elder also had a condescending att.i.tude, waiting for him to meet him. Speaking of which, it was equivalent to asking for help.

Ji Feng didn't care too much about this matter. Regardless of the elder's att.i.tude during the reception, it didn't matter who had the higher position. The att.i.tude of the Qing Gang's upper echelons towards this matter was the most important.

Even if there were, it was the patrolmen who rode bicycles. In this aspect, the United States did a better job, even in the remote countryside, with the patrolmen cycling from time to time. If not, the crime rate in the United States would be even higher.

The hall master that Li Guoliang knew was also in the suburbs. According to Li Guoliang, that hall master operated a fist arena in the suburbs. In fact, it was the underground fist arena that the Qing Gang operated. He was only in charge of managing the hall.

Usually, this kind of boxing arena would be placed underground, for example, in an underground stadium in the city, or in the countryside. For example, the Bamboo Gang motorcycle extreme performance venue was located in the countryside.

Looks like the businesses of Qing Gang were arranged in this way as well. The pavilion master was clearly in charge of the arena.

When night fell, Ji Feng and the others arrived at their destination. This was an industrial area in New York City, and nearby, there were factories everywhere. Of course, there were also a lot of abandoned factories.

However, according to Li Guoliang, these abandoned factories were quite useful, and most of the time, the boxing compet.i.tions were held in these abandoned factories.

About 10 kilometers away from the industrial area were residential buildings. Among them, there was a villa which was Ji Feng's destination for tonight.

Before the car got close to the mansion, Ji Feng saw two figures rapidly approaching from the shadows.

Ji Feng lightly nodded his head. Since he was already here, he had to follow the rules of others.

Not long after, the door of the villa opened, and a young man in a black suit walked out. This man was about thirty years old, and he looked very energetic.

Behind this person followed a young man who looked like a lackey.

He was a pract.i.tioner!

The spider quickly moved to the back and sat next to Ji Feng.

Li Guoliang and the knife-scarred man sat in the front row of the pickup truck, one on the left and one on the right.

"I am Ji Feng." Ji Feng nodded slightly.

The man called Zhu Mingyuan laughed out loud, "Mr. Ji, it's really better to see than to hear. I'm impressed by your feat of destroying the Shankou Group, but I didn't expect to see a real person today to know that the Shankou Group has been annihilated without a shred of injustice!"

Ji Feng smiled as he nodded his head, "You're too kind. Hall Master Zhu, has Guo Liang informed you of the purpose of our visit?"

Zhu Mingyuan nodded and said, "Yes, the elder will be here soon."

Ji Feng nodded his head, "Then I'll have to trouble you to mediate the process. Thank you very much."

To come to Qing Gang's territory, he still had to wait for him … … Ji Feng shook his head with a smile on his face.

Li Guoliang was also somewhat helpless. It was obvious that the Qing Gang was deliberately neglecting them, but what could he do? The Qing Gang already had a bad impression of Ji Feng, which was why they were in such a situation.

"Mr. Ji, let's not talk in the car. Let's go to the house. I've prepared some dishes and wine. We can talk while we eat." Zhu Mingyuan said.