As soon as he said this, the Red Thorns Society members were immediately enraged. Although many of them knew that this man had an unusual relationship with the president, they weren't familiar with Yang Cheng. But they couldn't tolerate Qiangwei being insulted!
Many of the West Union Society members put their hands into their collars, obviously preparing to take out their weapons.
Yang Cheng gloomily waved his hand, hinting to these youngsters to calm down. "What are you doing? What are you doing? Even if you want to blow your beards and stare at me, wait till you grow a beard, sit down! "
Next, Yang Chen turned around and smiled at the smoking pipe man. "You even know about this. You're indeed the same as me. However, you chose to be raised by a man like President Situ, while I chose a beauty to raise me. Our tastes aren't quite the same. You're stronger, you have a heavy taste."
The smoking pipe man didn't get angry, he coldly snorted, "Smooth talker, you do have some guts. But I don't know how your other skills are, can you feed that slut?"
"Little smoke bro, don't mess around with a pretty boy, today we are here to visit Miss Qiangwei, not to fight." Another West Union Society leader with a big belly laughed evilly: "Moreover, this pretty boy looks so weak, he probably won't be able to satisfy Miss Qiangwei, this question doesn't need to be asked."
Finally, a young leader of the Red Thorns Society couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled out a shiny American Colt revolver, his face flushed red as he pointed at the fat boss and roared: "Fatty, if you have the guts, say that again!!?"
The scene immediately reached the peak of the storm!
"Youngster, what's the rush?" The smoking pipe man called little smoke bro laughed in disdain. As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand behind him.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh …"
A row of at least twenty West Union Society men instantly pulled out shiny black weapons from their bosoms, all of them were classic Browning pistols. This type of semi-automatic assault pistol could reach a valiant range of 100 meters, it's firepower wasn't something an ordinary revolver could contend with.
Seeing this scene, Yang Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes. It seems that in a direct battle, Red Thorns Society really couldn't contend against West Union Society. Just in terms of weapons, they were too far behind. Situ Mingze had a powerful weapon in his hands, this wasn't a gap that could be made up for in a short period of time! This was the foundation that West Union Society had laid down for so many years, if they wanted to shake it, they would have to take drastic measures!
Even though the Red Thorns Society's side was made up of hot-blooded youths who were willing to shed their blood, they weren't fools. In the current situation, their side was at a complete disadvantage. The West Union Society came prepared, bringing the elites of the elites. On the other hand, their side only came because they were worried about Rose's injuries, so they didn't bring enough people or weapons. How could they contend against these thugs who kill without batting an eye?
But in their own territory, being suppressed like this, the small leaders of the Red Thorns Society all didn't feel good. A wave of ruthlessness was stifled in the group's chest, they wouldn't feel good if they didn't vent it out.
Yang Cheng silently picked up the cocktail that Little Zhao had mixed, and gave a toast to little smoke bro. He smiled and said: "Hey, I heard from that fatty that you're called 'little castrate'?"
"What, is there a problem?" Little smoke bro proudly tapped the ash on his smoking pipe.
Yang Cheng couldn't help but smile and said: "Your surname should be Li right?"
"Why?" The smoking pipe man asked after some thought.
"I'm from the same family as Li Lianying, who served Empress Dowager Cixi. Otherwise, why would you call me 'castrate' … … and also bring along a brat. In fact, if you don't mind, it's also not bad to call you 'little pigeon'." Yang Cheng happily suggested.
Little smoke bro's face instantly darkened. He was so angry that he laughed and said: "Your mouth is really stinky. It seems like you still don't know that as long as any of my brothers behind me pull the trigger, there will be a hole in your head. And if they shoot down like this, you will be 'castrated' first."
Yang Cheng leisurely drank a mouthful of wine, and cheerfully smacked his lips. "Look at you being so anxious. If there's something we can talk about it. Actually, for someone like you who is kept by President Situ, even if you really are 'castrated', I can understand. After all, you are kept by a man, so it doesn't matter if you are 'castrated'. In any case, that thing is useless to you. "
Everyone present understood the meaning behind these words. Not only did he scold Little Smoke bro, but he also included Situ Mingze, who hadn't spoken until now, in the same category as him.
Little Smoke bro narrowed his eyes, and the fat man who just spoke also revealed an evil grin. They all looked at Situ Mingze, hoping that the president would give them instructions to take action.
The Red Thorns Society's side all laughed, looking at Yang Cheng with admiration and worry in their eyes. After all, if they provoked the other side with guns, they would be shot into a hornet's nest in an instant.
Situ Mingze didn't get too excited. Tidying up his clothes, he raised his head with a smile that wasn't a smile, looking at Yang Cheng as if he was looking at a clown, "What's the point, little brother? Sometimes people should know the truth, people under other people's eaves have no choice but to lower their heads. Your actions have humiliated my brothers, making it difficult for me as the boss."
Yang Cheng didn't like the look in Situ Mingze's eyes. He hated the way people looked at ants. Just based on this look, Yang Cheng had already blacklisted this guy in his heart.
"In fact, from the beginning, I've had my doubts. Why aren't you angry because your brother said bad things about your daughter, and instead speak up because your brother was humiliated? Or could it be, in your eyes, other than West Union Society, nothing else is important? " Yang Cheng had always been curious about this question. Could a father really ignore his family? In order to obtain greater power and status, could he disregard his daughter's departure, and even force his daughter to rebel? Moreover, Qiangwei wasn't just any ordinary outstanding girl. From the fact that she established the West Union's second largest Red Thorns Society in a few short years, one could see her extraordinary ability.
Situ Mingze seemed to have heard the world's funniest joke. He laughed and slapped the sofa, "You really are a silly and adorable young man, a naive and adorable young man."
"I don't like these two sentences." Yang Cheng honestly said, "I'm not silly, and even more so not naive."
"So what? Whatever I want to say about you, you can do it! No one can stop me! "You, even more so!"
Situ Mingze revealed a stern expression, as if he was a lion that had just woken up from a deep sleep, "Qiangwei is my daughter, no matter what, she is still my daughter, but who said that a daughter can't become an enemy?"
"Your words are really contradictory." Yang Cheng frowned.
"It's not contradictory at all." Situ Mingze sneered: "Do you know that more than ten years ago, the American missiles blew up Hua Xia's embassy in the Southern Alliance?"
"I have a bit of an impression. I was still young at that time." Yang Cheng nodded.
"At that time, Hua Xia wasn't as powerful as it is now. The American officials directly used a 'mistaken bombing' as an excuse and were too lazy to explain further. At the same time, the American president who came to visit Hua Xia had a face full of grief as he expressed his sympathy for their country's bombing. "The truth is like that. Benefits are benefits, and feelings are feelings. There's nothing strange about that."
Yang Cheng finally understood what he meant. His son Qiangwei was injured by his people, but it had nothing to do with him coming to visit Qiangwei! He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, "I suddenly feel that you're the naive one. Do you think you're America?"
"All I know is that you're definitely not Hua Xia." Situ Mingze sneered.
Little Smoke Bro, who was sitting at the side, didn't understand this conversation and said impatiently, "Boss, let me shoot this brat!"
Without waiting for Little Smoke Bro to make a move, Zhang Hu, who had been sitting there without moving, suddenly grabbed the gun from a guard behind him and shouted, "You don't need to do anything. This brat is getting impatient. I'll help boss kill him first!"
With that, Zhang Hu pulled off the safety and aimed the gun at Yang Cheng …
Everyone in the bar was nervous. They didn't expect Zhang Hu to suddenly be so angry that he wanted to kill someone for Situ Mingze.
"Stop!"
Situ Mingze shouted at Zhang Hu and said with satisfaction, "Old Hu, I know you're loyal, but now isn't the time to shoot someone. Don't forget our purpose today."
"But boss …" Zhang Hu was a little anxious and wanted to say something.
"Listen to my orders." Situ Mingze said firmly.
Zhang Hu could only angrily throw the gun back to the guard behind him and sat back in his seat. However, he still glared at Yang Cheng fiercely.
Yang Cheng's expression didn't change at all, but his heart was blooming with joy. This Zhang Hu's acting skills were quite good. He could practically win an Oscar.
"I came here today to see how my daughter Qiangwei's injuries are. I don't have any intention of making a move. Otherwise, it would be more in line with my style to plant a few bombs in the bar, "Situ Mingze said," But if I don't see my daughter, I can't guarantee what I'll do. "
Everyone's nerves tensed up again. After all, Situ Mingze wouldn't joke around. However, they couldn't let the injured Qiangwei come out. Subconsciously, everyone from Red Thorns Society moved closer to Qiangwei's position. If Situ Mingze's people wanted to force their way in, everyone was prepared to fight with their lives.
Right at this moment, a familiar voice came from the corridor.
"Don't block the way."
Everyone from Red Thorns Society turned around in shock. They discovered that Qiangwei, who was wearing a violet lace blouse, tight black cropped pants, and a colorful white belt, had suddenly appeared behind them. Her soft long hair was still a little wet, as if she had just taken a shower. Her cheeks were tender red, her eyes were moist, and she looked enchanting.
"Big sis … You … You're alright?"
Many people from Red Thorns Society were shocked speechless. Wasn't Qiangwei shot? Why does it seem like she's fine!?
The few big shots from West Union Society also stood up in shock. They didn't dare to believe it. They clearly knew that Qiangwei suffered a gunshot wound to her abdomen and was probably unconscious. How could she suddenly be alive and healthy in front of everyone!? Furthermore, it seemed like she wasn't injured at all!
Of course, they didn't think that their own intelligence was wrong. However, they couldn't understand how a gunshot wound could recover so quickly! Could it be that she was pretending to be fine? Forcefully holding on? It doesn't seem like it!
Many colors flashed through Situ Mingze's deep eyes. Finally, his eyes met with Qiangwei's. This pair of father and daughter, who had become enemies, didn't say a word. It was like a family that hadn't seen each other for a long time. They looked at each other, and the atmosphere became strange again.
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