Chapter 1381 [Old Man Chatting with Teenagers]

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Several men broke out in a cold sweat, what happened! ? Brake failure? No, this is an uphill road!

All I could hear was the roaring sound of the big truck engine making a loud "boom boom boom" sound, just like a wild beast, just running over the uneven bluestone road and rushing towards the blockade of Zhengda Street!

Several men were holding guns, but when they realized that they were going to draw their guns, the car was already close at hand!

My life is the most important thing, so I didn't care about yelling and drawing my gun, so I backed away and got out of the way first!

"boom!"

The fence was mercilessly knocked away by the train, and rolled to the ground ridiculously, as if telling a group of guards who were still in shock that it was not a dream just now...

After waking up, several big men shouted loudly, and some shouted on the walkie-talkie!

"Come on! A truck has rushed into the main street!!"

But no matter how fast the speed is, when all the people in the compound are slacking off, when they realize it, they can't compare to the speed of the truck. ankanshu

Not to mention, the person driving the car was Yang Chen.

Yang Chen didn't intend to stop at all, whoever rushed out to get in the way and hit him to death deserved it, anyway, he just rushed wherever there were more lights!

The front seat seems to be full of red lanterns, that's it, that's right!

Hearing someone shooting guns "bang bang bang" from behind, Yang Chen continued to charge forward with a cigarette in his mouth, joking, the rubbish antique guns with that range missed before they hit it.

...

Not long ago, the main house of the Meng family was brightly lit.

The head of the Meng family, Meng Kaiyuan, has silver-white hair. Sitting in the seat of the owner's house, he is full of energy and has a red face. He has already drank half a catty of high-quality Moutai, but he is not at all drunk. It can be seen that this old man is not drinking well. vulgar.

On the central table where he sat, all the main figures of the South China Gang sat, and men like Meng Qin, Meng Xin, and Zhang Ling, who did not serve in the gang but had special identities, were among them. */.//*

"Father, I'll toast you again, Shoubi Nanshan." The man with a high voice stood up and said nice words, but he had a fierce look on his face. This is the deputy leader of the South China Gang, Meng Kaiyuan's eldest son, Meng Que, who is tall and burly, different from his younger brother Meng Qin's handsome appearance, with a bit of wild ferocity in his roughness.

Meng Kaiyuan raised his eyes, a little reluctant, "I have toasted three times, and the toast you said has not changed."

When Meng Que heard this, he simply took a sip of wine to bore himself, and sat down without changing his face, "Okay, then I will drink it myself."

"Bear son", Meng Kaiyuan shook his head with a headache.

The conversation between the father and son made people laugh a little bit, Meng Que is indeed a bit of a person, as the name suggests, "heartless".

But perhaps because of this, Kaiyuan seemed to be favored by his honesty and honesty in doing things, allowing him to sit on the position of deputy gang leader, the crown prince.

After all, a leader doesn't need much cleverness, as long as he is not confused about major issues, small flaws can be made up for by good assistants.

In Meng Kaiyuan's view, even if Meng Que is not a great talent, he is still a good candidate for success.

"Uncle, help is very important, but at least I should read some books and learn a few words of toasting, otherwise grandpa's ears will be filled with cocoons." The man who spoke was Meng Zhelong, the head of Heimutang and Meng Qin's eldest son.

Unlike his younger brother Meng Yuxin, Meng Zhelong seems to be more like his uncle, with a sturdy physique, a sultry face, and his appearance is not flattering.

"Although my father is not very good at talking, he is sincere. It is better than some people who are glib and hypocritical." It was the most sexy and charming woman on the table who spoke.

This woman was wearing a red and black tunic dress, her shawl hair was dyed a touch of drunken red, her eyes were picturesque, her facial features were well-defined, her gestures revealed a coquettish style, she looked like a beauty.

Meng Yue, as Meng Que's only daughter, was born late and just turned twenty-five years old, but she has excellent business and underworld talents, which won Meng Kaiyuan's favorite. Death, especially by Kaiyuan sympathy.

At a young age, Meng Kaiyuan tried his best to make her the head of the Red Flower Hall, controlling Huazhong Industry, the largest enterprise of the South China Gang, and she was also the youngest hall head of the South China Gang since ancient times.

Many old people in the gang secretly joked that Meng Que gave part of his IQ to his daughter, otherwise the gap between father and daughter would not be so big.

"Hmph, Meng Yue, who are you calling hypocritical? Me?" Meng Zhelong raised his eyebrows.

Meng Yueyun smiled lightly, then turned to Meng Kaiyuan and said: "Grandpa, this idiot takes his seat, don't be fooled, I know the elder brother must be sincere."

Because of being born late, Meng Yue had to call Meng Zhelong and Meng Zhuoxin his elder brothers.

Meng Zhelong's face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, let Meng Yue talk about the good and the bad, as if he was helping him to speak well.

"You little naughty," Meng Kaiyuan loved his granddaughter very much, and pretended nothing happened in his eyes.

In such a dinner, Meng Qin and Zhang Ling, who are only present based on their blood ties, dare not talk too much. After all, this is a gathering of four members of the gang. They have no real power, and they are just here to participate.

However, people like Zhang Ling's father, Jin Yutangtang advocated Yun, are completely different. They are people who can really talk about it. This is the strict rules of traditional gangs that have been handed down since ancient times.

Meng Qin also counted on his eldest son, Meng Zhelong, the leader of the Blackwood Hall, to win his own breath and gain a certain position in the gang. Unfortunately, Meng Zhelong often only knows how to fight fiercely and fiercely. nerve-wracking.

Just as the main house and the side hall were making mistakes, and there were laughter, shouts and curses one after another, there was a sudden gunshot outside the compound!

Although it was very noisy, the sound of guns still made many people here extremely sensitive!

"Beep!—beep!—beep..."

Immediately afterwards, the siren of the Meng family compound also sounded harshly!

"Someone invaded!?" Many people exclaimed in disbelief.

The only function of this alarm is to make emergency preparations, and it will only sound when someone invades.

However, when this alarm was installed, there was no hope that it would be used at all, not to mention whether anyone could invade, who would live too long and dare to invade Meng's house! ?

All of a sudden, dozens of tables around the compound started to make noise and chaos!

"Shut up!!!"

Old Man Meng suddenly stood up and yelled loudly, which silenced the whole audience!

I saw that the old man's kind face just now seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of iron powder, so gloomy and terribly gloomy, the domineering aura that shocked the whole audience made people feel a chill in their bones!

The elders in the gang, such as Zhang Yun, Bai He, the head of the White Horse Hall, etc., all shook their heads, as if it had been a long time since the old gang leader showed his "true face".

Some of the younger generation were silent like cicadas, swallowing their saliva and not daring to make a sound.

As for Zhang Ling, who hadn't spoken much, her face was pale, and at the same time, many worries and doubts flashed in her eyes. She couldn't imagine, if the text message was true, then what exactly did Yang Chen want to do! ?

At this time, a member of the South China gang who had reported ran in, and said with a panicked expression: "Guild master! Someone drove a large truck from the main street towards the ancestral hall!!"

Everyone was in an uproar, but they still drove a truck? Which wild way in the rivers and lakes is this?

"During the first month, someone invaded the old Meng's compound with a truck? Hehe, haha!! My old man has lived most of his life, and I really didn't expect to see this play!"

Regardless of the yelling alarm outside, Meng Kaiyuan cast a sidelong glance at Meng Que, "Xiong, what are you still doing in a daze!? Take your men and I out for a while, and see which god it is!!"

Meng Que's face was dull, and he suddenly took a sip of wine in silence, this Moutai was similar to plain boiled water in his eyes.

"Dad, I'll take someone to kill him, and you continue to drink."

"Get out of here! Don't play with me!" Meng Kaiyuan suddenly kicked his son's ass, and kicked Meng Que beside him a big somersault!

Everyone was surprised and didn't know what to say. The old man, who was already in his seventies, had such great strength that he could kick Meng Que, who was nearly two meters tall and a Lianjiazi, to his back! ?

Even Meng Qin, Zhang Ling and other sons and daughters-in-law showed astonishment, let alone the new juniors.

Only some elders in the gang are not surprised, they all followed the old man who killed the little devil back then. Back then, the old man hacked randomly with a big knife and guns, and kept the foundation of the South China Gang in the troubled times. Naturally, these little guys have never experienced it.