Beibei's words made Zhao Qing's face flushed in an instant. She stammered and looked elsewhere, then got up and went into the kitchen.

Relationship always thought that my daughter cried because she was scared by those people at the milk tea shop. Even Zhao Qing didn’t understand. Beibei had just been Long Hao for a while, so why did she feel like she was kissing her better than herself?

At sunset, Hou Bing came home from get off work and saw his grandfather drinking tea in the pavilion. He immediately walked away quickly.

"Grandpa, let me tell you something new. Long Hao killed someone!" Hou Bing's expression was a little surprised.

Old Hou was stunned: "Is that so? Who did you kill?"

"The key is here. He said he killed our second-in-command nephew, but the bastard left safely. Our second-in-command was demoted to five levels in a row and transferred to the place where the birds in Sebei were not shitty to command traffic."

Mr. Hou smiled: "There are arrangements above, don't join in with each other."

At this time, Hou Bing frowned and stomped his feet and said angrily: "I don't know which bastard has given you some ecstasy soup. Grandpa, I solemnly remind you that if I come to my birthday party the day after tomorrow, don't blame me for not giving you face."

"It is an honor for our Hou family to come. Don't mess with me, have you heard?" Old Hou shouted with a serious face.

Hou Bing curled his lips and snorted: "Then let's go and see."

Walking out of the pavilion, Hou Bing stopped to think about something, and she immediately took out her cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hou Feng, are you back? Please invite me the most powerful fighting master in your brigade. Sister, I want to beat someone. By the way, you send Ouyang Chao a message and say that Long Hao will come to my birthday party after the beginning."

"Mist grass, sister, what's going on? You're in love, right? Who is Long Hao? Why haven't I heard of it?" An excited voice from a man came from the phone.

Hou Bing took a deep breath and said angrily: "Get out of here, just do what your sister said."

After hanging up the phone, Hou Bing snorted: "Bastard, if you dare to come, I will tell you to look good."

Late at night, the office on the fifth floor of an entertainment club in the east of the city was shrouded in smoke.

The beard on Lao Meng's face became deeper. Four men stood beside him, and a map was placed on the table.

"Brother Meng, we are going to take half of Ma Biao's place tonight. Are we still less staff?" A man was a little unconfident.

"The "blitz war" that Hitler invented that year broke through Europe and invaded Tsarist Russia for several periods. Now we can only use blitz war to take half of Ma Biao's field and have capital in hand."

"Those who are still watching will take the initiative to move closer to us. Ma Biao has 300 people under him and more than 100 of us. As long as we take down Furong Pavilion tonight, there will be 400 people tomorrow." Lao Meng spit out a smoke ring, his eyes covered with blood.

Lao Meng himself didn't know that from the day his daughter was buried, he entered the world again and was so familiar with it.

They only used one night from zero to the first venue, and from the first venue to a street, they only used one night.

Now, the cards in Lao Meng’s hand are not much worse than those in Master Ma San. Tonight, he will be scared of Master Ma San in Yuncheng!

The pointer pointed at 2:30 in the morning. Lao Meng put out the cigarette butt in his hand and shouted softly: "Five of us, are you confident to target Furong Pavilion tonight?"

"Be confident!" The four brothers behind him responded in unison.

"Set off!"

Ten minutes later, in the underground garage of this club, Jinbei carts or small cars drove out one after another, rushing out towards Ma Sanye's territory.

Five of the cars drove from different roads to the most famous place in Yuncheng, Furong Pavilion.

At four o'clock in the morning, Mr. Ma San was awakened by a hurrying phone call.

He turned over and picked up his phone and took a look, frowned and put it in his ear.

"San, Master San, something big happened. Furong Pavilion was taken away by that group of out-of-towners."

The people on Ma Sanye’s side have become accustomed to calling Lao Meng and the others a foreigner. Before, Lao Meng took down a street, but Ma Sanye did not take it seriously.

"What? Furong Pavilion..."

"San Master, half of our venues have been taken over by those out-of-towners now. The brothers have suffered heavy losses. Why don't you retreat to Orchid Street first and then fuck them when you're ready!"

"Fuck, Furong Pavilion is my face. I'm gone. Why are you going to make a comeback? Come and pick me up right away." Mr. Ma snarled out of bed.

Ma Sanye was furious in his anger while pacing back and forth in the living room. He picked up his phone and found Kong Wen's number, but he wanted to call but didn't dare.

Yesterday, Kong Wen asked dozens of people to come over, but he was arrested for no reason. Now he is not beaten so miserably by those outsiders.

"Wen, Mr. Wen, I'm disturbing you. Lao Ma has something to ask for your help... Okay, then I'll wait for the prince to come!" Ma San made the phone call and briefly said that, but Kong Wen agreed immediately.

In the car, the driver asked with blood all over his body, "San Master, where are we going now?"

"Go to Furong Pavilion, I have called Prince Jinzhou. He is already on the way and inform the remaining brothers that they will cut these foreigners tonight!" A cold light burst into pieces in Ma San's eyes.

After hearing this, my subordinates were immediately excited and immediately picked up their phone to send a notification to the people below.

At this time, there was no guest at Furong Pavilion. Lao Meng was holding a cigarette in his mouth, his clothes were torn, and there were several wounds on his arms and legs. He was standing on the steps and watching his subordinates do cleaning work.

The cigarette was inhaled into the nasal cavity and into the lungs with a bloody smell, which made him more awake.

Suddenly, several lights shone in from outside.

Someone shouted: "Ma Biao's people are here, everyone is ready."

Lao Meng immediately pulled out the saber from behind, spat, and stepped forward to rush down.

But he stopped quickly because behind the headlights, he saw groups of black people rushing into it.

Ma Biao no longer has so many people, where did these people come?

"Retreat, retreat quickly and guard the gate." Lao Meng shouted with his arms raised, and just glanced at it briefly. There were about two hundred people rushing in from outside.

And he has less than eighty people now.

The people on Lao Meng who was at the forefront did not have time to turn back, and soon fought with the people on the side of Ma Sanye who rushed in. There were too many people in the latter and they were quickly chopped to the ground.

"Brother Meng, what should I do now?" A man next to Lao Meng asked panting.

They had retreated to the middle of the Furong Pavilion lobby. Lao Meng looked around. Just now, more than 20 brothers were unable to run in. Now there are only more than fifty people.

Lao Meng's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and took out his cell phone, and found Long Hao's number...

Dong, Dong, Dong...

A heavy and huge impact sound came from the gate, and it was Ma San's men who started to hit the door.

Lao Meng could feel the extremely nervous emotions of the brothers around him. He lit a cigarette and raised his saber, roaring: "Brothers, if we can survive today, we will definitely be rich and prosperous."

"Let's go with me to guard the gate and chop off Ma Biao." Lao Meng's roar aroused the people around him, and they waved their swords and followed Lao Meng behind him.

Even Lao Meng himself didn't know whether that person could come in time? After all, it was too sudden!

Bang!

As soon as Lao Meng walked out a few steps, the door suddenly opened with a loud bang, and fierce gangsters flocked in, surrounding dozens of people from Lao Meng's side in the middle.

"Put down the guy in your hand, my third master will not kill him, so I can let him go. I will only give you one minute to consider!" With a loud shout, Mr. Ma and Kong Wen walked in surrounded by everyone.
Chapter completed!