"Brother, brother, where should we go first?" After leaving the town, Yin Yin was still very excited and very active.
"Let's go to Jilin first." Di Cheng nodded her nose fondly and said with a smile, "First, dress up my precious sister."
"Hehe, brother is the best." Yinyin pressed Di Cheng's cheek hard and pressed against him tightly.
"Sister, your second brother is not bad to you. Why do good things always happen to your eldest brother?" Yang Jing said with a smile through the reflector.
Yinyin sat completely in Di Cheng's arms, pouting and humming: "Who makes you look so fierce and evil? You are still handsome."
The two were slightly startled, smiling bitterly and shaking their heads, but just as they were laughing and playing, the grassland ahead suddenly became dusty, and more than 20 off-road vehicles were speeding at high speed amidst the roar of their motors, like arrows from a string, surrounding Di Cheng and the others in a fan shape.
Come.
"There are still people who come here to seek death?" Di Cheng's eyes were cold. He would not get angry easily, but the person sitting next to him was his dearest sister. He would not allow anyone to come and provoke him in this situation.
"Brother, little sister, sit tight and try my driving skills!" Yang Jing snorted, shifted gears, accelerator, and brake. The whole action was done in one go, making a beautiful drift, deflecting the front of the car, and charging suddenly. On weekdays, Di
Di Cheng would "tease" wolves and wild beasts in the depths of the grassland, and he would follow behind and show off his driving skills. In five years, Di Cheng became very fast, and his driving skills were also amazing!
However, when Yang Jing was about to use his skills to pass through the opponent's gap, the huge convoy braked one after another five hundred meters away, and only one car was still speeding.
"Mr. Di, please don't be angry. I'm Weng Yun from Hubei Province. I just want to discuss something with you. I don't know if I can give you a favor." The sound of the loud trumpet echoed in the grassland and clearly reached the ears of Di Cheng and others.
"Weng Yun? Who is Weng Yun?" Yang Jing frowned. There seemed to be no impression of this name in his mind, and the car speeded away without slowing down.
"Weng Yun..." Di Cheng closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "There is a person named Weng Yun in the domestic underworld. He is the godfather of the underworld in HN Province. He is a well-known big figure in the underworld. He mainly operates casinos, drugs, and human trafficking...
...There is also a film and television company, which also has a certain influence in the world. People on the road respectfully call him Weng Lao. This person has been running HN for more than 20 years. His influence extends to every corner of the province, and his relationship network is even larger.
It’s scary, it’s said that there are people in the capital who are related to it.”
Yang Jing said: "Then shall we stop?"
"Stop it. If it's really Weng Yun who is in the underworld, let's see what he wants to do."
Not long after, the other vehicle stopped ten meters in front of Di Cheng. Four bodyguards in black got out first, standing upright on both sides of the car like javelins. Their sharp eyes locked on Di Cheng and Yang Jing through sunglasses.
"Looking at the murderous aura, he must be someone from the underworld." Di Cheng said softly. He had seen countless people in the underground arena. Naturally, he could tell that the four bodyguards were quite strong, and he could even detect the bloody aura.
After experiencing a lot of bloody battles, there will never be any real killing intent.
Yang Jing clenched his fists tightly, and his stern eyes shot out a cold light, but he had to remain vigilant at all times as to what the other party's intentions were.
A middle-aged man with a bookish air stepped out of the car, first smiled at Di Cheng and the others, then turned around and helped an old man out.
"Haha, Mr. Di, we finally meet." Although the old man has gray hair, he is energetic and walks like a young man. The unique majesty of a superior person radiates out invisibly.
"I'm sorry that Dicheng is ignorant, but you are..."
"Forty years ago, I started in Lueyang, HN. I established a gang called Nongchao. After so many years of development, I have achieved some success. When people on the road meet, they call me Weng Lao." The old man introduced himself with a smile.
Di Cheng's eyes flashed with surprise, and he really guessed it right. He had heard of Weng Yun before he came to Inner Mongolia. This man was also a famous figure in the entire continent, with both black and white.
Deep power.
"Then I'll call you Mr. Weng. Why did Mr. Weng stop us?" Di Cheng walked out of the car. Before Yang Jing could stop him, Yinyin quickly jumped down and took Di Cheng's arm.
Yang Jing had no choice but to step out of the car and protect her on the other side.
Weng Yun looked at Yinyin and Yang Jing, smiled and said: "I have basically admired your recent games. I rarely convince others, but today I have to express my admiration for your strength. Well, I don't
If you like to beat around the bush, let’s just say it straight, I would like to invite you to be a guest of my Tide Gang, would you be honored to do so?”
The middle-aged man said: "If what is expected is true, your home in the small town has been filled with people. Most of their purposes are the same. They hired Mr. Di Cheng and Mr. Yang Jing to take charge of their own forces. We will not deny it. Come and stop us.
You also have the intention of inviting you to join the Tide Gang.
Haha, Mr. Yang Jing, don't be angry, just listen to what I have to say first. Everyone wants to take the capable and sage under his command. This is human nature, and of course we are no exception. However, fate is important in everything. If you and I
We will never force it until the fate of both parties has arrived. There is only one real purpose for coming here today, to invite the three of us to be guests of the Nongchao Gang. Other than that, there is no other purpose."
Di Cheng looked at the two of them and didn't give them much chance to express themselves. He chuckled and refused directly: "I have admired Mr. Weng for a long time, and I hope to have a drink with you. But... I'm sorry, I have other requests.
thing."
Weng Yun's face changed imperceptibly, but he quickly returned to normal. "Well, I won't force it, but after you finish the matter, please contact me." As he said this, he turned over the phone with his phone number written on it.
Passed it to Di Cheng.
The middle-aged man hesitated slightly and said, "I wonder if Mr. Di Cheng has anything important to do? If it's just a small matter, we would be willing to help you complete it."
"No need, I can handle it myself." Di Cheng said nothing more and just looked at them with a smile. The meaning was very simple, and the old guys who were well versed in human relations naturally knew that this was the second rejection.
The scene was quiet for a moment. After exchanging glances with Xuan En, Weng Yun shook his head and smiled: "Then I won't disturb you anymore. I hope we can meet again as soon as possible."
"I hope so." Di Cheng nodded with a smile and took Yinyin back to the car.
Yang Jing looked at Weng Yun and the two bodyguards, then at the bodyguards, and suddenly laughed softly: "I have never had a good impression of those so-called big shots. Do you know why?"
The faces of the bodyguards turned cold, and they all took a step forward, attacking Yang Jing with overwhelming momentum. Facing the former fighting king with 200 consecutive victories, they did not have the slightest fear, but were in high spirits to fight.
Weng Yun raised his hand to signal them not to be impulsive and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang Jing, please speak."
"I hate that arrogant and self-righteous look the most. But you... don't feel that way. If we have a chance in the future, we will go find you." Yang Jing chuckled and raised a provocative middle finger at the bodyguards, humming.
He walked towards the car.
Looking at Di Cheng and Yang Jing walking away, the smiles on Weng Yun and the middle-aged man's faces gradually faded.
Is it that simple? To dismiss yourself with just a few words? Weng and Yun felt awkward as if they had eaten half of their meal.
I thought I would be willing to sacrifice the basics, but if I didn't ask too much, I would be able to attract the two of them. As long as I can get them to my territory, I have all the means to win them over.
In terms of money, I have plenty of money, and I can definitely be satisfied if I have as much as I want; in terms of beauty, there is no shortage of beauties in the film and television company, and there are also a few popular movie stars, so they can play around with them as they like; if you are eager to fight, you will be absolutely satisfied, and the trendy gang superficially
Calm, the war in the dark never subsides.
I didn't expect them to refuse so simply and decisively, and in just two simple sentences, they took all the words they had prepared into their stomachs.
"Mr. Weng, what should we do? Other forces will not let such talents go. If he chooses to be loyal to others..." the middle-aged man whispered.
"I've been observing this Di Cheng for a long time. We can't force it or be tough at all, otherwise it will easily cause misunderstandings between us." Mr. Weng's tone was a little unwilling, but he could only sigh helplessly.
"Aguang, please go down and send some tracking experts to follow them, but be sure not to be discovered. I want detailed information on his whereabouts after leaving Inner Mongolia. Also, send people to secretly block other forces who want to recruit Di Cheng.
Help them erase their tracks as much as possible." The man gave the order.
Weng Yun closed his eyes and suddenly said: "Go back to Gravel Ridge."
"Huh? Aren't we leaving?" the middle-aged man said in surprise.
"A visit to Inner Mongolia cannot be returned without success. Now people are paying attention to the myth of Dicheng, but they have forgotten other high-quality treasures."
The man's eyes flashed: "What Mr. Weng means is...Xu Yun, Sanke?"
"They were unwilling to be loyal to other forces before and were willing to stay in the death fighting arena, but today's blow is unprecedented for them. From today on, they are likely to choose to retire. This is our opportunity, as long as we include
With proper training, our Tide Gang will become even more powerful."
The man bowed deeply to Weng Yun and praised sincerely: "My nephew has learned a lesson!"
When other people's eyes are attracted by the most dazzling bright light, few people notice the remaining lights that are covered up behind the bright light. Although it is just a simple thought, it often leads to two completely different results.
Xu Yun and Sanke failed miserably. They were at the most vulnerable moment of their lives. Only whoever seizes the opportunity can firmly control them.
Once the two of them get out of the trough, they will be two super warriors! No one doubts this, even though they were defeated by Di Cheng.
"Brother, what are we going to do in Jilin?" Yin Yin asked curiously after leaving the grassland and getting on the train to Jilin.
"Meet someone." Di Cheng looked out the window with a complicated expression.
"Who is it?" Yinyin was even more curious. Although they were siblings, neither she nor Yang Jing knew about Di Cheng's past. Every time they asked, they were always met with silence.
Di Cheng didn't speak again, he just looked out the window quietly, a few memories appeared in his bright eyes, but there was not much joy in this memory, but more complicated hatred.
Yinyin wanted to continue asking, but was stopped by Yang Jing. With a few dissatisfied mutters, Yinyin lay down with her pillow on Di Cheng's thigh, looking up at Di Cheng's chin in boredom.
Yang Jing looked at Di Cheng and sighed in his heart. Brother Cheng, what happened to you? Why do I always feel conflict and confusion from you.
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