The few men broke out in a cold sweat. What's going on!? Brake failure? No, this is an uphill road!
They only heard the loud roar of the truck's engine. It was like a beast, rolling over the uneven bluestone road and rushing toward the main street's blockade!
The few men were armed with guns, but when they subconsciously wanted to pull out their guns, the truck was already close at hand!
Their lives were more important. They didn't have time to shout and pull out their guns. They first retreated to make way for the truck!
"Bang!"
The fence was mercilessly knocked away by the truck and rolled to the ground. It was as if it was telling the group of guards who were still in shock that it wasn't a dream …
When they woke up, the few big men shouted loudly. Some of them shouted into the walkie-talkie!
"Someone come quickly! There's a truck rushing into the main street! "
But no matter how fast it was, when everyone in the courtyard was relaxed, they couldn't react faster than the truck.
Not to mention, the driver was Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng didn't have any intention of stopping. Whoever rushed out to block the road deserved to be hit. Anyway, he would rush wherever there were more lights!
The place in front seemed to be full of red lanterns. It was there, there was no mistake!
Hearing someone shooting behind him, Yang Cheng continued to rush forward with a cigarette in his mouth. What a joke, that garbage antique pistol with such little range would miss before it even hit.
… …
Not long ago, in the main house of the Meng family, the lights were bright.
The head of the Meng family, Meng Kaiyuan, already had silver hair. He sat in the seat of the host, but he was full of energy. His face was ruddy. He had already drunk half a catty of Maotai, but he wasn't drunk at all. It could be seen that this old man's alcohol tolerance was not bad.
At the central table where he was sitting, the main figures of the Huanan gang sat. Meng Qin, Meng Lixin, and Zhang Ling, although they didn't hold a position in the gang, they had special identities and were also among them.
"Father, let me toast you again. Live as long as Nanshan." The man with the loud voice stood up and said nice words, but his face was fierce. This was the Hua Nan Gang's Deputy Gang Leader and also Meng Kaiyuan's eldest son, Meng Que. He had a tall and sturdy figure, which was different from the handsome appearance of his younger brother, Meng Qin. Within his roughness, there was a hint of wild fierceness.
Meng Kaiyuan looked up, a little unwilling. "You've already toasted me three times, but you haven't changed your toast."
When Meng Que heard this, he simply drank a mouthful of wine and sat down without changing his expression. "Alright, I'll drink it myself."
Meng Kaiyuan shook his head, feeling a headache coming on.
The conversation between the father and son was quite amusing. Meng Que was indeed like his name, "simple-minded".
However, perhaps it was precisely because of this that Meng Kaiyuan seemed to like him very much, allowing him to sit on the position of the Deputy Clan Leader.
After all, a leader did not need much cleverness. As long as he was not muddle-headed on important matters, he could rely on good assistants to make up for small flaws.
From Meng Kaiyuan's point of view, even if Meng Que was not some great genius, he was still a good candidate to maintain the status quo.
"Uncle, the gang's affairs are important, but you should at least read some books and learn a few toasts. Otherwise, grandfather's ears will get calluses from listening to it." The man who spoke was the Blackwood Hall's Hall Master, Meng Qin's eldest son, Meng Zhelong.
Unlike his younger brother, Meng Zhelong seemed to be more like his uncle. He had a sturdy physique, a fierce face, and an unflattering appearance.
"Although my father is not very good with words, he is sincere. It's better than some people who are glib-tongued but fake." The person who spoke was the sexiest and most charming woman at the table.
This woman wore a red and black dress with a waist, and her shoulder-length hair was dyed a drunken red. Her charming eyes were like a painting, and her facial features were well-defined. Every movement she made revealed a flirtatious and flirtatious charm. She was the living embodiment of a femme fatale.
Meng Yue was Meng Que's only daughter, but because she was born late, she had just reached the age of twenty-five. However, her talent in business and the underworld was excellent, and she was deeply favored by Meng Kaiyuan. In addition, her mother had died giving birth to her, so she was especially pitied by Meng Kaiyuan.
At a young age, Meng Kaiyuan had stood his ground and made her the hall master of the Red Flower Hall, controlling the largest enterprise in the South China Gang. She was also the youngest hall master of the South China Gang since ancient times.
Many of the elders in the gang secretly joked that Meng Que had given a portion of his IQ to his daughter. Otherwise, the difference between father and daughter wouldn't be so big.
"Hmph, Meng Yue, who are you saying is fake? Me? "Meng Zhelong raised his eyebrows.
Meng Yue smiled lightly and turned to Meng Kaiyuan, "Grandfather, this idiot took his seat. Don't treat me like an outsider, I know big brother is definitely sincere."
Because she was born late, Meng Yue still had to call Meng Zhelong and Meng New Brother.
Meng Zhelong's face was dark and uncertain. Meng Yue had said all the good and bad things, making it seem as if she was helping him say good things.
"You little naughty girl." Meng Kaiyuan was especially fond of his granddaughter. Seeing this, he pretended that nothing had happened.
In this kind of meal, Meng Qin, Zhang Ling, and the others only relied on their blood relationship. The people present didn't dare to say much. After all, this was a gathering of the four halls of the gang. They didn't have any real power and were only here to participate.
As for Zhang Ling's father, people like Zhang Yun of the Golden Jade Hall were completely different. They were people who could really talk and boast. This was the strict rules of the traditional gang that had been passed down since ancient times.
Meng Qin was counting on his eldest son, Meng Zhelong, who was the Hall Master of the Blackwood Hall, to help him fight for a certain position in the gang. Unfortunately, Meng Zhelong only knew how to fight fiercely most of the time. He was all brawn and no brains, which gave him a headache.
Just as the main room and the side hall were discussing and laughing and cursing one after another, the sound of gunfire suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard!
Although it was very noisy, the sound of gunfire was still extremely sensitive to many of the people present!
"Beep!" "Beep!" "Beep …"
Immediately afterward, the alarm of the Meng family's courtyard also sounded ear-piercingly!
"Someone is invading!?" Many people exclaimed in disbelief.
The only function of this alarm was to prepare for an emergency battle. It would only sound if someone was invading.
However, when this alarm was first installed, they didn't expect it to be used. Not to mention whether someone could invade or not, who would be tired of living and dare to invade the Meng family!?
For a moment, dozens of tables around the courtyard began to become noisy and chaotic!
"All of you, shut up!!!"
Master Meng suddenly stood up and shouted, which made the whole audience silent!
The old man's somewhat amiable face suddenly seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of iron powder. It was frighteningly gloomy. A domineering aura that deterred the whole audience made people feel a chill in their bones!
The old people in the gang, such as Zhang Yun, the Hall Master of the White Horse Hall, Bai He, and the others, were stunned. It seemed that they hadn't seen the old gang master reveal his "true appearance" for a long time.
Some of the younger generation were as silent as cicadas, swallowing their saliva and not daring to make a sound.
Zhang Ling, who hadn't spoken much, at the same time, at the same time, a lot of worry and doubt flashed in her eyes. She didn't dare to imagine, if that text message was true, what did Yang Cheng want to do!?
At this time, a Huanan gang member ran in and said with a panicked face, "Gang Master! Someone drove a big truck and rushed in from the main street toward the ancestral hall!! "
Everyone was in an uproar, it was actually a truck? What kind of unruly method was this in Jianghu?
"In the first lunar month, someone drove a truck to invade the old Meng family's courtyard? Humph, haha!! This old man has lived for most of his life, but I really didn't expect to see such a play! "
Meng Kaiyuan ignored the loud alarm outside and looked at Meng Que, "Naughty boy, what are you still doing!? Take your men and go out with me for a while, let's see what kind of immortal it is!! "
Meng Que's face was wooden, and suddenly he silently drank a mouthful of wine. In his eyes, this Maotai was no different than plain water.
"Dad, I will take people to kill him, you continue to drink."
"F * ck off! Don't show off in front of me! "Meng Kaiyuan suddenly kicked his son's butt, causing Meng Que, who was beside him, to tumble!
Everyone was so surprised that they didn't know what to say. The old man, who was already seventy years old, actually had such great strength to be able to kick Meng Que, who was nearly two meters tall and was also a martial artist, into a somersault!?
Even Meng Qin, Zhang Ling, and the other sons and daughters-in-law revealed astonished expressions, not to mention Meng Xin and the other younger generation.
Only some of the elders in the gang weren't surprised. They had all followed the old man to kill the Japanese in the past. Back then, the old man had carried a big knife and a rain of bullets to protect the foundation of the Huanan gang in troubled times. These little fellows naturally hadn't experienced the days of being the king of the mountain.
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