"Xiao Meng, don't be serious with them. I tell you, they are all destined people. They will not end up facing them. Listen to your Uncle Xu, and leave quickly!"

Uncle Xu's tone was trembling, and it was obvious that he suffered a lot from the hands of these dozen people.

Before Meng Yang could speak, a burst of explosion suddenly came from the table beside him.

I saw a man holding an iron stick, smashing the table with a stick, and the wooden board was directly smashed in half by the iron stick.

The pots and pans on the table were all smashed to the ground, looking messy.

Meng Yang saw a blue dragon on the back of the middle-aged man.

These people are actually messes of the Qinglong Gang.

It was the Qinglong Gang again, and Meng Yang couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Oh, I said Lao Xu, you can. I've told you several times. You're very open, do you know?"

The leader of the man sat down in front of Uncle Xu with a big thorn, looked at Uncle Xu with a smile and said, "Do you still remember how I told you?"

It costs 1,000 yuan per minute for a minute. I've seen the time. You have been in business for 15 minutes, 15,000 yuan. If you don't hand over the money, you won't want to do business here in the future!"

Uncle Xu's face immediately turned pale. He had earned less than 15,000 in two months. What's the difference between this and Mingzhe?

"This, Brother Long, that... I'm just a small business. You said 150 is about the same, and where will I go to get you 15,000?"

All the valuable things here were smashed by them. The business was already very bad, and it cost 15,000 yuan to open his mouth. Where did he get so much money?

However, these people were unreasonable at all and asked Uncle Xu to take out all his turnover today.

Uncle Xu carefully handed the turnover to Brother Long and smiled and said, "Brother Long, the income for the day is here, I will give it to you, you... please let me go..." "Ba!"

Brother Long swept the money in Uncle Xu's hand and slapped it directly over.

“That’s all?

You don’t even have 200 yuan, are you kidding me?

I don’t bring this to you if I send a beggar. I will tell you that 15,000 yuan. Don’t give it to me today, otherwise, I will demolish your store today!”

As soon as he said this, Uncle Xu's face immediately turned pale.

He originally wanted to leave here early today, but he didn't expect that it was a little late. These vampires would not let him go anywhere.

When the food stalls are doing well, they can earn five or six hundred a day. Now the business is not good and they can’t earn 200 yuan. Can he steal 15,000?

But these people are from the Qinglong Gang. He is a civilian, so how dare he fight against them?

Brother Long glanced at the money on the ground, spit out his saliva, and ordered: "Did you hear it?

15,000, I will collect it at the bank now. If not, I will demolish you today. I am not afraid to tell you that I am from the Qinglong Gang and Chen Jin is my boss. If you dare to offend me, even if you are buried three feet above the ground, I can dig it out for you..." As he said that, Brother Long immediately called his subordinates and asked their uncle Xu to mount it out and drag it directly into the ATM to withdraw money.

But before they could go out, Meng Yang's voice rang out from behind.

"Did I let you go?"

Hearing this sound, Brother Long's footsteps suddenly paused, his body stiffened and turned his head. Only then did he realize that Meng Yang and Fangdun were leisurely eating beef brisket fried rice.

He couldn't help but sneer, came to his senses, sat directly in front of Meng Yang and said, "Boy, are you talking to me?"

Meng Yang took a bite of rice with a spoon and chewed it twice. He was watching, and the brother Long in front of him said, "Are you deaf?"

If I don’t talk to you, am I talking to a pig?”

As soon as these words were said, all the little brothers in the field were stunned, and even Uncle Xu was so scared that his face was pale.

This person in front of me is Brother Long! Is he afraid of life?

Can such words be said casually?

You should know that Brother Long is a member of the Qinglong Gang and is under Chen Jin. When he is doing evil in this generation, no one dares to do anything to them.

Meng Yang is just a 20-year-old man, how dare he play with Brother Long! Isn’t this digging his own grave?

Now I'm dead! Uncle Xu on the side was a little anxious: "Xiao Meng, this is Brother Long, please apologize to others quickly. Brother Long won't have the same knowledge as you."

Uncle Xu looked at the younger brothers who were eyeing him and immediately persuaded him to know Meng Yang very well. He was just a son-in-law, and it is said that because he was too useless, he was retired by Xia Ruobing. What is the difference between a son-in-law and Brother Long challenged him and seeking death?

But Meng Yang sat there, as if he was still moving, and he was still eating lightly. Even Fang Shuyi was also sitting there with Meng Yang, as if she was not afraid at all.

Brother Long's face was very bad at this moment. He was also from the Qinglong Gang, but Meng Yang didn't buy his account so much. He was really looking for death! "Boy, I don't care what you are doing. I'm just a god here. If I offend me, I have to pay the price. I think your horse is good. I'll let me play it for a month for free. Maybe, I will only break your legs!"

Although Brother Long is not a decoration, it is very good to reach out. When it comes to fighting, no one here can beat him.

But Meng Yang turned a deaf ear and continued to eat his beef brisket fried rice, looking like he was enjoying himself. He seemed to be just a big deal to Brother Long's words.

Brother Long was very angry. He, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, was actually so ignored by a young man.

"Looking for death..." Brother Long picked up a chair and smashed it directly into Meng Yang's head. Such an eye-opener would not be called Brother Long if he didn't hit him to death.

Just as the stool was about to hit Meng Yang's head, Meng Yang suddenly moved. He kicked out quickly and directly kicked Brother Long's knee.

Only a click was heard.

Brother Long's knees were curvy.

Before he could smash the stool down, he heard Brother Long let out a miserable wail. At this moment, his right leg had been kicked off by Meng Yang, and the thick white bones were pierced out of the fabric of his trouser legs.

"Ah..." Brother Long wailed directly on the ground.

He wanted to struggle to stand up, but found that he had lost one leg and could not control the balance at all and could only fall to the ground.

"I'll fuck your mom!"

Brother Long held the table and stood barely. He grabbed a kitchen knife and slashed at Meng Yang's head.

Meng Yang snorted coldly, neither dodging nor dodging, stretched out two fingers and gently pinched them.

The sharp kitchen knife was directly sandwiched between his fingers.

There was a click.

The kitchen knife is directly broken into two sections.

"Get back!"

Meng Yang showed no mercy and punched him hard on Brother Long's arm. Then a cracking sound came, and Brother Long's arm was twisted and deformed and broken.

Brother Long's face was twitching in pain, and his eyes were filled with blood.

He screamed in pain, but just now he screamed, Meng Yang slapped his palm head-on.

"Bang!"

Brother Long, who was originally standing there, fell down Meng Yang's slap and slammed hard on the ground like a broken sack. The whole process was not dragged on at all, but it was completed in just a few seconds.

Brother Long, who was spread on the ground, looked at the young man in front of him, and his body began to tremble.

I didn't expect this young man to be so powerful.

Just one kick and one punch would destroy one leg and one arm.

Brother Long knew that he was kicking the iron plate.

This young man is definitely a trainer.

Moreover, judging from the opponent's actions, his strength is far greater than that of him. The key is that in front of this young man, he found that he didn't even have the power to fight back...
Chapter completed!