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As soon as these words came out, the members of the Red Jing Society immediately became angry. Although many of them knew that this man had an extraordinary relationship with the president, they were not familiar with Yang Chen, but they could not tolerate Qiangwei being insulted!
Many people in the Ximenghui put their hands into the collars, obviously in a posture of taking a guy.
Yang Chen waved his hand depressedly and motioned to let these young people not get excited, "What are you doing? The beard blowing and staring will wait for your beards to grow, and all sit down!"
Then, Yang Chen turned around and smiled at the pipe man: "You all know it, you are of the same kind as me, but you chose to raise the man, President Situ, and I will choose a beautiful woman to raise me. Our taste is still not the same, you are more powerful and have a strong taste."
The pipe man was not angry either, and he snorted coldly, "The greasy mouth is slippery, but he has a bit of courage. I don't know how well your other aspects are and whether you can feed that bitch."
"Brother Yan, there is no need to mess with a little white face. We are here to visit Miss Qiang Wei today, not to fight." Another Ximeng Hui with his stomach upright smiled evilly: "Besides, this little white face is so weak and so weak. It’s probably not enough to satisfy Miss Qiang Wei at all, so there is no need to ask this question."
Finally, a young leader in the Red Jing Club couldn’t listen. He drew a silver-colored American-made Colt revolver from behind, flushed his face and pointed at the fat man and yelled: "Fatty, you have a kind. Try it again!!?"
The scene suddenly came to the forefront!
"Young man, why are you in a hurry?" The pipe man, who was called Xiaoyan brother, smiled disdainfully, and as soon as his voice fell, he moved his hand behind him.
"Whhhhhh..."
A row of twenty people from the Ximeng guild, a high horse man, instantly took out black oil and shiny weapons from his arms. They were all classic Browning pistols. This submachine gun can shoot up to 100 meters in semi-automatic shooting. The powerful range is not the powerful firepower that an ordinary revolver can contend with.
When Yang Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help squinting his eyes. It seemed that on the frontal battlefield, the Red Jing Society really couldn't compete with the Ximeng Society. It was too far behind on the weapons alone, and Situ Mingze had powerful arms in his hands. This is not a short-term gap that can be filled at all! This is the foundation laid by Ximeng for so many years. If you want to shake, you can only draw a salary from the bottom of the tank!
Although the Red Jing Society is a young man who can throw his head and sprinkle his blood, he is not a fool after all. The situation in front of him is completely weak. The Ximeng will be prepared and bring all the elites from the elite. And here I was watching with worrying about Rose's injury, and I didn't bring enough manpower and guys, how could it be possible to contend with these murderous thugs
But in his own territory, being so suppressed, all the small leaders of the Red Jing Society looked very uncomfortable, and a violent mood was stuffed on the chest of a group of people, and they did not vomit.
Yang Chen silently picked up the cocktail made by Xiao Zhao, and said with a smile to the little Yan brother, "Hey, listen to the fat man, you are called'little castration'?"
"Why, is there a problem?" Brother Xiaoyan smugly knocked on the ashes of his pipe.
Yang Chen couldn't help but smiled and said, "You should be named Li, right?"
"Why?" The pipe man asked thoughtfully.
"With Li Lianying, the general manager of the big house who served the Empress Dowager Cixi, Xiaolizi's family, otherwise it would be called'castration' if nothing happened... and bring a kid, in fact, if you don't mind calling it'little pigeon', it's fine." Yang Chen happily suggested. .
Brother Xiaoyan's face turned black for an instant, and he smiled angrily: "Your mouth is really stinky. It seems that you still don't know. Every brother behind me just pulls the trigger, and your head will be There is a hole, and if you shoot down like this, you will be'castrated' first."
Yang Chen took a leisurely sip of the wine, smashed it and smashed it, "Look at you, you are anxious, everyone has something to say. In fact, you are a person who is raised by President Situ, even if you are really'castrated.' Understandable. After all, they are all taken care of by men, so it doesn’t really matter whether there is “castration” or not, because that thing is useless to you anyway.”
The people present were all sensible, and the meaning in these words was so vicious and vicious. Not only did they scold this little smoker, but even Situ Mingze, who had never spoken, was grouped into an alien together.
Brother Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and the fat man who had just spoken also smiled, looking at Situ Mingze, hoping that the chairman can give them instructions.
The Red Jing Society all laughed, looking at Yang Chen both admiration and worry, after all, it made the opponent group of gunmen annoyed, and it was just a matter of instant that they were shot into a hornet's nest.
Situ Mingze was not too excited. He tidyed up his clothes, raised his head with a smile, and looked at Yang Chen like a clown. "Why, little brother, sometimes people should know a truth. , I have to bow my head. If you do this, my brother will be humiliated. It is very difficult for me to be the boss."
Yang Chen disliked Situ Mingze's eyes. He hated the look of ants. With this look alone, Yang Chen had already put this guy on the blacklist in his heart.
"In fact, from the very beginning, I had doubts. Why did you not get angry for your brother's ill-talking about your daughter, but instead speak out for your brother's humiliation. Or, in your eyes, apart from Ximenghui, Nothing else matters?" Yang Chen has always been curious about this question. Can a father really ignore the affection of his family? In order to gain greater power and status, regardless of his daughter's departure, or even get her daughter to rebel? What's more, Qiangwei is not an ordinary good girl. From the fact that she has created the second largest gang in the Western District, Hongjing, she can see that her ability is extraordinary.
Situ Mingze seemed to have heard the most ridiculous things in the world, and he slapped the sofa with a smile, "You are really a silly and lovely young man, a naive and lovely young man."
"I don't like these two sentences." Yang Chen said truthfully, "I'm not stupid, let alone naive."
"So what? I want to say what you do! No one can stop me! You, let alone!"
Situ Mingze showed an awe-inspiring look, like a lion waking up from a deep sleep, "Qiangwei is my daughter, no matter what, she is my daughter, but who says her daughter can't be an enemy?"
"Your words are really contradictory." Yang Chen frowned.
"There is no contradiction at all," Situ Mingze sneered: "Do you know that more than ten years ago, American missiles blew up the Chinese Embassy in SAARC?"
"It's a bit reflective, I was young at that time." Yang Chen nodded.
"At that time, China was not as strong as it is now. U.S. officials directly used a'mistaken bombing' as an excuse and were much lazy to explain. At the same time, the US president who came to China to visit China expressed condolences to China at the meeting. China, expressed sympathy for their country’s bombing. The fact is that it’s just like that. Benefits return to benefits, and love returns to love. It’s no surprise."
Yang Chen understood what he meant. His sentimental Qiangwei was hurt by his person, but it had nothing to do with him coming to see Qiangwei! I couldn't help but shook his head and smiled: "I suddenly think you are the innocent guy. Do you think you are the United States?"
"I only know that you will not be China." Situ Mingze sneered.
Brother Xiao Yan, who was sitting by the side, couldn't understand these conversations, and said impatiently, "Boss, let me shoot this kid!"
Before Xiao Yan brother could do anything, Zhang Hu, who had been sitting still, suddenly grabbed the pistol from a guard behind him aggressively, and shouted: "You don't need to do it, this kid is impatient, I will help the boss kill him first! "
With that said, Zhang Hu opened the insurance and aimed his gun at Yang Chen...
When everyone in the bar was nervous, Zhang Hu would suddenly be so angry to kill for Situ Mingze.
"stop!"
Situ Mingze spoke at a critical juncture, drank Zhang Hu, and said with some satisfaction: "Tiger, I know you are loyal, but now is not the time to shoot and kill. Don't forget our purpose today."
"But the boss..." Zhang Hu was a little anxious, angrily trying to say something.
"Listen to my orders." Situ Mingze said sternly.
Zhang Hu had to angrily threw the gun back to the guard behind, and sat back in his seat, but still stared at Yang Chen fiercely.
Yang Chen didn't change his expression at all, but he was happy in his heart. This Zhang Hu was also capable of acting, and he could almost win the Oscar winner.
“I’m here today to see how my daughter Qiangwei’s injury is. I didn’t mean to do it. Otherwise, burying a few bombs in the bar is relatively more in line with my style.” Situ Mingze said: “But if If I don’t see my daughter, I can’t guarantee anything will happen.”
The nerves of everyone present were tense again. After all, Situ Mingze would not be joking, but he could not let the injured Qiangwei come out quickly. Subconsciously, all the members of the Red Jinghui were leaning against the corridor where Qiangwei was. If Situ Ming Ze's people want to forcibly break in, and everyone intends to desperately.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from the corridor.
"Don't stand in the way."
All the members of the Red Wax Club turned around in shock, and suddenly discovered that a rose wearing a violet lace-trimmed shirt, tight black cropped trousers, and a colorful white wide-brimmed belt at the waist suddenly appeared behind them. The silky long hair still has a little wet mark, as if he just took a shower, the double dangles are delicate red, the bright eyes are moist, enchanting and charming.
"Sister... Are you... Are you okay?"
Many people in the Red Jing Society were surprised and speechless. Didn't Qiangwei suffer a gunshot wound? How come it seems like it's okay!
Several big men from the Ximeng side also stood up in horror. They couldn't believe it. They knew clearly that Qiangwei had a gunshot wound in the abdomen. He might be in a coma. How could he suddenly come alive and healthy. Standing in front of everyone! ? Even, it doesn't seem to hurt any fur!
They certainly don't think their intelligence will be wrong, but they can't figure out why the gunshot wound would recover so quickly! Is she pretending to be okay? Hold on? It's not like it!
Situ Mingze’s deep eyes flashed with many colors, and finally, they met with the eyes of the rose who walked out. The two antagonistic father and daughter, silently, are like family members who have not seen each other for a long time, looking at each other, and the atmosphere is strange again. stand up. t