term change.Zhao He Ping didn't know that at this very moment, a thick pile of paper documents and audiovisual materials was being delivered to the desk of the head of the Imperial Records Committee....Ye Fan, however, smiled with great confidence. He understood Elder Wei's words, but he couldn't say them out loud. No matter who it was, if they dared to offend him, they would have to pay the price!

"Li Su, I'll be out running some errands these few days. In this time, you help me keep an eye on Yufeng." Ye Fan handed Yufeng to Li Su. As someone who came out of Longya, although Li Su did intelligence work, her own skills weren't bad. Asking her to protect Yufeng shouldn't be a problem.

Yu Fei's lips twitched, but she didn't say a word in the end.

Li Su looked thoughtfully at Ye Fan and Yu Fei, and replied: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to her."

"Tutu."

"Here!"

"These two days I'm going to deal with the underworld boss in Yanjing, Little Knife Society, but I won't show up. You go and cause as much trouble as possible. Is there a problem" Ye Fan smiled and asked Hei Ren Tutu.

Tu Tu puffed out his chest and shouted, "No problem!" A flash of ferocity crossed his eyes. He understood what Ye Fan meant.

"Good, not bad!" Ye Fan patted Tu Tu's shoulder. With this dark ghost assassin in tow, he should be spared a lot of trouble. Just as he was about to get up, Wei Lao stopped him, "Boy, are you really decided I still feel..."

Ye Fan waved his hand, "It's time for a change of leadership. If Beijing doesn't put in some serious effort now, there won't be another chance."

Lao Wei chuckled wryly, "It's truly the young people's world now, isn't it Back in my day, I wasn't averse to taking a gamble when I was younger. So, tell me, how much time do you need"

"One week." Ye Fan stretched out a finger and then added, "Old Wei, there shouldn't be any problems these days, right"

Wei Lao smiled bitterly: "You two have put me in a difficult position! I'll do my best to help you withstand the pressure from all sides for now. But it's only going to last for a few days. If it goes on any longer, there's nothing I can do!"

With Wei Lao's words, Ye Fan was already content. Although Wei Lao had retired, he still held considerable power in the Empire. Since he had spoken his mind, it meant he could certainly do it. Ye Fan firmly believed this. Seven days was enough for some things!

After leaving the Wei manor, Ye Fan sat in the passenger seat. TuTu followed Ye Fan's directions, and the car sped towards Qingkou!

In a nightclub on Qingdao's street, a fat man was enjoying a large roasted chicken leg with one hand while holding a lit cigar in the other. He hadn't taken a puff of the cigar yet, creating a strange and somewhat comical sight.

But standing behind him, his gang of younger associates each wore a serious expression. None dared to breathe a word in front of him, bowing their heads and waiting for the fat man's reply.

But after waiting for a long time, Fatty just kept eating chicken legs one after another, and the more he ate, the more excited he became, as if he wasn't going to stop.

While the younger brothers below were getting increasingly anxious, especially the one leading them, with his shifty eyes and beady gaze, who was now sweating profusely. He finally couldn't bear this waiting any longer and gritted his teeth, saying again, “Big Brother Fatty, if you don’t make a move soon, our brothers won't be able to hold on much longer…”

The speaker was Lang Si. Not long ago, with Fatty's help, he took over Qingdao Kou and drove out the Mad Sword gang, becoming the new boss of Qingdao Kou.

But before he could even get through two rounds, the boss from a few streets over, Bald Eagle, suddenly attacked. He brought hundreds of his men charging in, full of murderous intent. Leading the charge was Qing She, Bald Eagle's most trusted lieutenant!

Lang Si's men were no match for Qing She. They retreated in disarray, not only losing the territory they had seized with the Crazy Sword but also having their headquarters, Qing Dao Nightclub, stormed by Qing She and her followers. Throughout it all, Fat Ye was nonchalantly munching on chicken legs, seemingly unfazed by the entire situation. Lang Si, however, was frantically pacing, worried sick.

This Qingdao mouth is something Lang Si has painstakingly built up over these years, relying on Fatty and establishing a foothold in Beijing. If he loses the Qingdao mouth territory, then he won't be able to mix around in Beijing anymore!

"Just a bunch of clowns," the fat man said nonchalantly, taking another bite of his chicken leg. "If you can't even handle them, how are you ever going to hang with me"

“Uncle Fatty, you’ve seen it! Even if I die, I will never let them step into the Qingdao Nightclub!” Lang Si took a deep breath, changing his meek demeanor from before. His eyes glinted with ferocity. He knew this was Uncle Fatty testing him. If he couldn’t even handle Bai Xue Shan’s men, he wouldn’t be qualified to be Jiao Ye’s dog, especially seeing Uncle Fatty’s contemptuous expression, which ignited Lang Si’s fighting spirit. What Is it just about risking your life Who’s afraid of who! This was the first time Lang Si felt like a real man. As soon as he finished speaking, he charged out with his men!

Seeing Lang Si charge out without hesitation, a glint appeared in the fat man's eyes, a look that reminded one of a wolf...

At this time, Fatty's phone rang suddenly. Fatty picked it up, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Xiaofanfan, you can't hold back anymore either

"Hey, how's it going over there" Ye Fan asked with a smile from the passenger seat.

"A bunch of trash, Fat Grandpa doesn't even look down on them." The fat man leisurely ate another chicken leg.

"Damn it, I don't want to live anymore, you fatass. You dare call me master in front of me Where are you now I want you to come with me and do something."

"What a surprise," the fat man chuckled, "Even Xiao Fan has something he can't handle… Uh, I'm at the Qingdao Nightclub in Qingdao Mouth…" He sensed Ye Fan about to explode on the other end of the phone, so the fat man quickly gave his location before hanging up.

"I'll get you later!" Ye Fan turned to Tutu and said, "Qing Dao Night Club."

Tu Tu didn't even ask a question, he just got into his car and drove out. From this point of view, Tu Tu really has the potential to be a soldier.

"Tu Tu, you should know the role you're playing this time is dangerous. If you want to back out, it's still not too late." Ye Fan looked at the scenery outside the window, as if talking to himself.

"No regrets." TuTu, of course, knew what Ye Fan was asking. But for someone who had once been a top member of the Dark Organization, he had weathered every storm.

"So straightforward"

"Yes."

Ye Fan suddenly discovered that Tuttu was simply a natural-born killing machine. When he learned that he might have to kill, he couldn't hide his excitement at all. All his energy seemed to be spent on killing, so he never wasted words. Ye Fan liked this about him.

However, working with such a frugal killer who values words like gold seems rather dull.

Ye Fan took out his phone and quickly dialed a number. Since he had decided to take action, he would have to eradicate the Knife Society completely. This was his usual style: cut the grass and remove its roots so that it wouldn't sprout again in the spring wind!expression changed drastically, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.He suddenly changed his expression, smiling brightly because at that moment, a woman was walking towards him from across...