Tang Ruhu also looked at Tang Yitong in surprise and said, "Yes, I said those words. The position of Dragon Head has always belonged to the capable. If your father can't handle the Mafia, then I will take the position of Dragon Head."
"Second uncle, who says my dad can't deal with the Mafia?" Tang Yitong's lips curled into a faint smile.
The elders and Tang Ruhu were stunned at the sa ti.
If Tang Rulong did have a way to deal with the Mafia, then Tang Yitong wouldn't have almost been kidnapped and assassinated, and the Tang Sect's businesses wouldn't have suffered the Mafia's oppression.
"What a joke, how can your dad deal with the Mafia? Do you want our brothers to risk their lives?" Tang Ruhu's face showed a disdainful expression and he snorted coldly.
Nowadays, it wasn't the chaotic tis just after World War II. Large-scale brawls would attract the attention of the European Union and the CIA, and if they caused a significant influence, the nation might even suppress both the Tang Sect and the Mafia at all costs. Neither organization wanted to see that. Such superpowers usually send out Supern to carry out decapitation strikes, which don't cause a big impact and can directly destroy the enemy's core. It was for this reason that organizations like Hongn, Tang Sect, Mafia, and even other international forces were cultivating their own Superpowers, Martial Artists, and even Magic Users.
Without the existence of beings like Supern, no matter how large an organization grows, it would hit a bottleneck and eventually be swallowed by a stronger force.
"I specially invited Mr. Lin to help when I went to Seattle this ti," Tang Yitong spoke, her beautiful eyes shining with confidence as she looked at Lin Mo.
At this mont, Tang Ruhu and several elders turned their attention to Lin Mo, an ordinary youth who hadn't attracted much attention when he entered.
"Is this the helper you brought back? You're not joking, right? He's too young."
"Yeah, such a young lad, how could he be an expert?"
"Xiao Tong, this is a matter for adults, don't make a fuss."
Several elders shook their heads in disdain, utterly unconvinced that Lin Mo was any kind of expert.
Not only did Lin Mo appear ordinary, but those who had weathered the storm, holding the lives of thousands in their hands, would not just judge on appearances but discern one's status from their temperant.
Lin Mo not only looked ordinary, but his temperant was also very common, the type that would vanish into a crowd in the blink of an eye, not at all like an expert.
"Xiao Tong, Big Brother, is this the expert you invited? Are you joking with ?" Tang Ruhu's gaze fixed firmly on Lin Mo for a long ti before he suddenly shook his head and burst into laughter.
Tang Yitong's cheeks flushed red as she argued vigorously, "Don't you believe what I say? He really is incredible. Last ti a bald mber of the Mafia tried to kidnap , it was Mr. Lin who saved . Moreover, he just gave a glance and killed that bald guy."
At these words, even the Great Elder shook his head in disbelief; after all, what Tang Yitong said seed too mystical.
Lin Mo, however, remained calm and seated on the wooden chair from beginning to end, ignoring their words. He just wanted to offer a hand and then get what he wanted.
"Fine, regardless of whether he is an expert or not, as long as he can repel the Mafia's n, then your father can continue to hold the position of Dragon Head," Tang Ruhu declared with a wave of his hand and a cold snort.
Tang Rulong looked at his daughter. He knew Tang Yitong was lively but not a liar. Maybe that seemingly ordinary young man could really bring a surprise.
"Father, Mr. Zhu has arrived." Just then, a loud voice ca from outside.
Tang Yijun had returned, yet beside him was a man dressed in a black trench coat, tall and strong, with pale skin and slender eyes, another Huaxia person.
"Mr. Zhu, you've arrived." Tang Ruhu imdiately stood up, his face showing a respectful smile as he walked forward to greet the newcor.
"Mr. Tang," Mr. Zhu nodded.
A confident look appeared on Tang Ruhu's face as he spoke, "Big brother, this Mr. Zhu is an expert I've t. With him helping us this ti, those from the Mafia who dare to challenge us will have no return."
Mr. Zhu appeared to be in his early thirties, his long, shoulder-length black hair flowing down his back, dressed in a black trench coat. Though he stood still, he gave off a peculiar feeling, as if one couldn't notice his existence unless they concentrated hard enough.
One could tell at a glance that such a person was anything but ordinary, and he seed much stronger compared to Mr. Lin, whom Tang Yitong had enlisted for help.
Mr. Zhu spoke indifferently, "Mr. Tang, I'm not assisting you for nothing. The item you promised , you must deliver."
"As long as Mr. Zhu helps our Tang Sect with this matter, I will surely give you what I've promised," Tang Ruhu said.
Mr. Zhu nodded and then chose a chair to sit down in, closing his eyes to rest. His lofty deanor suggested he held little regard for the others present, as if they were all beneath his notice.
The Great Elder frowned slightly, "Ru Hu, have you promised to hand over the Energy Crystal?" Upon seeing the frown of Tang Ruhu, the Great Elder and the other elders ceased their talk. Aside from the Energy Crystals, what else could attract such high-level Superpowers? Even the Tang Sect had obtained only a few through various channels, originally intended to train their own Superpower Users. Unexpectedly, they had to use the Energy Crystals now to seek an expert's help against the unforeseen challenge from the Mafia.
"However, the Energy Crystals are also extrely important to us. If Mr. Zhu doesn't mind, I'd like to test your strength first," the Great Elder spoke with a furrowed brow.
Mr. Zhu opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing within, clearly showing impatience, "As you wish."
The Great Elder gave so instructions, and his subordinates quickly brought out a transparent stone, like a piece of glass, and handed it to Mr. Zhu.
Mr. Zhu placed his hand on the stone, and imdiately a ring of blue patterns erged on the initially clear stone, followed by another ring of patterns.
The crowd gasped in astonishnt.
Norman exclaid in amazent, "An SS-Level Superpower User!"
The stone was an Energy Crystal that had been drained, used to assess the strength of a Superpower User. Typically, an S-Level Superpower User would emit one superpower mark, but Mr. Zhu managed to emit two, signaling that he was at the SS-Level.
"Mr. Zhu, I apologize for my earlier offense," the Great Elder also bowed, acknowledging that even the Tang Sect dared not provoke an SS-Level Superpower User lightly.
Mr. Zhu humd softly and closed his eyes again, ceasing to speak.
However, both Tang Ruhu and Tang Yijun already had triumphant expressions on their faces.
"With Mr. Zhu's assistance, the Tang Sect's troubles can finally be resolved, and uncle no longer needs to be afraid," Tang Yijun said with a half-smile. Tang Yitong clenched her silver teeth tightly and balled her pink fists as she spoke, "Hold on, Mr. Lin hasn't been tested yet, what are you so happy about?"
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