This is an inaccessible old car repair shop, covering an area of ​​only a few hundred square meters. It is surrounded by walls, and only two iron gates two feet high on the front can enter.

A Mercedes-Benz stopped outside the gate, and a pretty girl got out of the car, wearing a leather jacket, leather pants, leather boots, and a tiger skin mask. Behind her were four subordinates, who invariably kept two feet away from her.

A distance of about meters.

"Sister, why did that old guy ask us to meet here?" A man said respectfully.

"Cui Ming, if you are too old to die, you are a thief. No one can guess the thoughts of these old guys!" said the man in the tiger skin mask.

"Sister, you are right!" Cui Ming nodded convincingly.

Cui Ming is very famous in Liyang City. As one of the elders of the Flying Eagle Gang, he manages the Black Eagle Hall. The Flying Eagle Gang owns the Black Eagle Hall, the White Eagle Hall, the Red Eagle Hall, the Protector Hall, and the Law Enforcement Hall.

The responsibilities of each gang are different. Among them, the Law Enforcement Hall is the assistant who monitors whether members of the gang commit crimes. The Law Protection Hall is the bodyguard of the gang leader himself.

When a few people walked into the yard, they saw garbage piled everywhere and an old man sitting on a wicker chair.

He was wearing a Tang suit, with bald hair, goosebumps on his face, and shining eyes. The man who was supposed to be half-packed in the coffin exuded a powerful aura from those eyes, giving people a very domineering impression.

calendar.

Next to him was a man of about twenty years old. The man's appearance was very neutral, with a nose like a Japanese and Korean American boy, and delicate facial features. If it weren't for the protruding Adam's apple, he would be mistaken for a woman.

The young man wore a tights and stood casually behind the old man, squeezing his back.

"Mistress, how about this little girl becoming your wife?" the old man said as if he were chatting about something ordinary.

"Grandpa, does this woman have a mask on her face? Who knows what she looks like? Besides, she is so well-dressed. What if she had plastic surgery in South Korea? Or maybe it was done in Thailand? Now, that's not necessarily the case.

Are there many shemales?"

"You brat, I didn't expect you to be an appearance-obsessed person?"

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson was clearly heard by the woman in the tiger skin mask and Cui Ming ten meters away. Cui Ming was so angry that the veins on his hands popped out, and he yelled: "You are shameless, you are looking for death."

The old couple closed their eyes and took a nap on the wicker chair. The young man raised his eyebrows, and his body disappeared from the place in an instant, and appeared next to Cui Ming the next second.

Snap, a slap hit Cui Ming on the face.

Cui Ming was stunned for a moment. In just a blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face by the other party. This was a great shame and humiliation for him. He was so filled with hatred that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to take action.

"Good skill! The woman in the tiger mask hit the boy with a palm.

The young man's feet touched the ground, jumped up, and kicked the tiger-skin masked woman in the head: "I want to see if this face has undergone plastic surgery."

The woman in the "unbridled" tiger-skin mask lowered her body, raised her fingers, and poked the young man's armpit. In the lightning flash, the two of them fought several times.

"Haha, I have good skills and a good figure, but I can't see anyone with my face. It's a pity, it's a pity." The corner of the young man's mouth raised an alluring look, and his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. That look would be more charming and charming.

The woman's face is covered by a mask and no expression can be seen.

The two quickly separated.

It seems that no one has taken advantage, but in fact this is just a preliminary test.

"Haha, Zhi Yanhu, your kung fu has improved a lot!" the old man said lazily, patting the handle of the wicker chair.

"Old man, you're still doing little tricks behind your back, old man. Are you ashamed?" Regarding the old man's compliment, the woman named Yan Zhihu didn't appreciate it, but instead sneered.

"Haha, old man, I'm a long time old, and I don't even know the word shame anymore. Haha, Yan Zhihu, I thought you could hide forever, what? I can't hold back my anger." The old man still looked like he was dying.

He has a lifeless expression, but his words are neither humble nor arrogant.

"Old man, don't push yourself too far. I don't have to pursue the matter of your poisoning, but don't forget who is in charge of the Flying Eagle Gang. If you have the guts, come to me and don't implicate innocent people. Otherwise, you will piss me off.

I want you to walk around without food!"

"The toad yawned so loudly. Do you think I just want to ask you to talk?" The old man suddenly patted the vine ladder, and a dozen people with guns and ammunition walked out from behind.

The people on Yan Zhihu's side didn't care. After all, they had prepared for the worst before coming. At this time, Cui Ming blew a whistle, and a dozen men in black with guns appeared from the surrounding walls and surrounded the yard.

Got up.

"Rangzhihu, let me remind you one last thing, as long as you withdraw from the gang leader dispute, I will give you a peaceful life," the old man said with a serious look.

"Fart!" Yan Zhihu took out his pistol and shot the old man.

The old man suddenly jumped up from the wicker chair, dodged the bullet, and shot Rouge Tiger.

"Bang bang bang" gunshots were heard everywhere.

The old man had retreated to the house under the cover of the young man and was watching the battle.

Yan Zhihu was locked up in the hospital, and the scene was chaotic. If he was not careful, he would be shot while lying down.

Cui Ming suffered several flesh wounds on his body. He thought that the outside world was not good for him, so he said: "Sister, you go first, I will cover you."

"If we want to die together, we must live together." Zhi Yanhu said with a smile, "You cover me, and I'll catch that old guy."

"Sister, be careful, that old guy Sun Dezhao is full of tricks."

Rouge Tiger smiled slightly, jumped up, rolled twice on the ground, and rushed into the house.

The old man took out his pistol and, bang, shot Yan Zhihu.

Rouge Tiger tilted his body to the right, and the bullet scraped past his ear.

Suddenly she felt a gust of wind in front of her, and it turned out that the boy had caught her arm. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "What a quick move."

"I want to see what you look like." The young man grabbed Yan Zhihu's wrist with one hand and removed the mask from her face with the other.

"Bang" the door outside the courtyard was knocked open, and two people rushed over.

One of the women in police uniform said with a gun in her hand: "Don't move, you are surrounded."

This woman is Su Liujin. Su Liujin is trembling in her heart at this moment. The other party is in her twenties? But at this time, she cannot retreat. Only by fighting will she have a chance to survive. Zhang Zhong is beside him.

I looked around for Teacher Huang, but after looking around the room, I couldn't find any trace. I couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Su Liujin's method was undoubtedly to clear up the alarming snake. The group of people surrounding them did not get instructions from above for a long time, and it was inconvenient to take action, so they could only temporarily turn off the fire. The old man in the room shook his head and said to the young man: "This Su Liujin

But we’d better not mess with the core figure of the Su family.”

The young man nodded and waved, and the people on his side quickly evacuated, but he escorted Yan Zhihu away.

"Mistress, you have been abroad for so many years. How do you feel about coming back? Are domestic women more beautiful than those abroad? I told you not to marry foreign girls!" The old man had already lost his wheelchair.

He was just showing off at the time. Now that he had caught Rouge Tiger, there was no need to keep pretending.

"Grandpa, is what you said reliable?" The young man reached out and uncovered the woman's face under the mask, and was immediately dumbfounded.

The beauty of this woman shocked him, and he was stunned for a moment. At this moment, the woman suddenly broke away and ran towards the distance.

"Catch her yet." The old man's expression suddenly changed.

"Grandpa, I have a new idea!" the young man said with a smile, "Even if we kill her, the Flying Eagle Gang cannot be completely in our hands. Why don't I marry her as my wife? That would be killing two birds with one stone."

"Mistress, I really belong to you!" the old man said with a strange smile.
Chapter completed!