The Vietnamese were shocked and angry, but they did not dare to act rashly, for fear that Yang Chen, who would not act according to common sense, was really a reckless sb.
As Pan Xiong's think tank, Monkey jumped up with no sense of loyalty and quickly stood among the crowd behind the sofa. Only then did he regain his composure and glared at Yang Chen.
Cao Zhenhua was also caught off guard, and for a moment he didn't know what to do or what to say next. Wang Li, one of the five tigers in the big circle, was surprised and shouted loudly.
At this moment, Yang Chen was holding Pan Hu in his left hand, and holding a gun in his right hand against Pan Xiong. One was the top warrior of the Vietnam Gang, and the other was the head of the Vietnam Gang. He was a well-known fierce man in the entire Canadian underground world.
With the gun pressed between his eyebrows, Pan Xiong paused for a long time, glared stubbornly at Yang Chen, and said slowly: "Boy, if you don't wipe out our Vietnamese gang today, tomorrow will be your memorial day."
"There are a lot of people who want to kill me, and you are the only one more." Yang Chen was fearless and threatened this guy with death, which was not as powerful as cursing this guy.
"Just wait, I will cut off your flesh piece by piece with my own hands." Pan Hu, who almost lost his temper, was really strong-limbed and simple-minded. He fell into the hands of others and still talked nonsense and asked for trouble.
Yang Chen turned around and looked at Pan Hu as if he was slanderous. Haven't you heard that it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge? Do you understand that a man can bend and stretch?
Yang Chen had a scornful smile on his face, and he raised his knees fiercely and pressed them hard on Pan Hu's chest. The severe pain caused by multiple broken ribs made the guy let out a shrill wail like a slaughtered pig.
Now Pan Hu stopped nagging.
Those who are violent are afraid of being cruel, those who are cruel are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of losing their lives.
Pan Hu was not stupid. He risked his own life in exchange for Yang Chen being shot to death randomly. Although he was heroic and tragic, it was not worth it. How could his precious life be compared to the miserable life of an unknown fool?
"Uncle Cao, it's my fault that I was too impulsive and messed up your affairs. You take the people away first, and I'll have a good chat with them." Yang Chen looked at Cao Zhenhua and told Cao Zhenhua to take the people away immediately.
"How can this be done? I'll leave you." Cao Zhenhua was worried about Yang Chen. He brought the son of his old comrade here and had to take him back. If something happened, how would he explain to his old comrades?
Yang Chen chuckled and said confidently: "Uncle Cao, I'm fine, just feel free to go."
Cao Zhenhua stared at Yang Chen without saying a word for a long time. He really couldn't see through the son of his old comrade. Now that things have come to this, the two sides are completely at odds with each other. They must not stay for long. If he and his brothers fight against each other in Vietnam, he and his brothers will be in danger.
"good!"
Cao Zhenhua made a prompt decision.
It’s not that the leader of the big circle is greedy for life and afraid of death. He has to think about the overall situation. It would be uneconomical for Yang Chen to drag dozens of brothers into danger.
Cao Zhenhua stood up to leave, but a group of people poured out from several rooms connected to the living room, blocking the door of the villa and cutting off the retreat of Cao Zhenhua and others.
"Let me, Uncle Cao, go"
Yang Chen stared at Pan Xiong coldly, their eyes locked, and they struggled for a moment. Finally, Pan Xiong compromised and ordered his men to give way. The leader of the Vietnamese gang felt the chilling aura from Yang Chen.
Dozens of people from the Vietnamese gang had no choice but to give way reluctantly. Cao Zhenhua, Wang Li and seven or eight of the gangsters turned around every step and looked at Yang Chen. Admiration, worry and fanaticism were intertwined in their eyes. When they walked out of the gate and looked back, that shocked everyone.
The majestic figure in the field is still tall and heroic.
This is what you call a man!
Cao Zhenhua and the others were deeply shocked.
The two doors opened with a bang and closed again.
In the eyes of the Vietnamese Gang, Yang Chen has become a turtle in a urn and cannot escape today. However, Yang Chen still calmly looked around the audience without any fear.
Playing cool and cool?
Yang Chen didn't have such a hobby. Even if he was playing cool and cool, this guy was prepared. He guessed that Cao Zhenhua and others were driving far away, so he pulled Pan Xiong into his arms and said jokingly: "Please give me a ride."
Pan Xiong was speechless, and was held hostage by Yang Chen as he walked out. Monkey and a large group of people followed him step by step, but had no choice but to send Yang Chen out of the villa and onto an off-road vehicle.
This off-road vehicle was deliberately left behind by Cao Zhenhua.
The driver of the car was Cao Zhenhua's personal bodyguard, nicknamed Iron Man. He was inspired by Yang Chen's actions and volunteered to stay to help Yang Chen.
"Give me another ride."
Yang Chen smiled evilly, first pushed Pan Xiong into the back seat of the off-road vehicle, and then got into the back seat. Tetsuo started the car at the fastest speed. At this moment, a large number of Vietnamese gang members who followed him hurriedly ran towards the various vehicles neatly arranged in front of the villa.
Want to chase.
"My name is Yang Chen. I'm not from the big circle. That old man Eamon Rand understands me quite well. If you want to know my background, you can ask that old man. If you want revenge, come to me." Yang Chen looked at me casually.
Pan Xiong, whose face was ashen, finished speaking and kicked Pan Xiong off the speeding off-road vehicle.
Pan Xiong, who was kicked out of the car, rolled over more than ten meters in embarrassment. He endured the pain all over his body, got up in disgrace, and roared madly at the off-road vehicle that was driving away.
This guy has never suffered such great humiliation.
Seven or eight cars chasing Yang Chen suddenly braked and stopped around Pan Xiong. Monkey and others got out of the car one after another. Some dusted Pan Xiong's body, some wiped Pan Xiong to see if he was injured, and some wanted to continue chasing.
"Fuck stop it."
Pan Xiong roared, and everyone stopped moving. Only the monkey dared to hand a cigarette to his elder brother to calm his panic. Pan Xiong took two puffs of cigarette, but after all, he was not blinded by his anger. He took the people back to his hometown and made a phone call to Montreal.
Pan Xiong was talking on the phone in the room.
In the large living room on the first floor of the villa, on the stairs, and in the corridor on the second floor, more than a hundred people gathered one after another to inspect firearms and fill magazines. The tense atmosphere before the war was everywhere.
It seems that an unprecedented fire fight is inevitable.
During this period, several more Vietnamese gang leaders came with their people. People were gearing up and clamoring to avenge their past humiliation. Now they were just waiting for Pan Xiong's decision.
Clang.
Pan Xiong opened the door and walked out of the room.
People in the hall, people on the stairs, and people leaning on the railing on the second floor and looking down, all held their breath, waiting for their boss to issue an inspiring order.
"Let all the brothers disperse. No one can act rashly without my order. Violators will be punished according to the gang rules." Pan Xiong looked around at all his men and closed his eyes slumped.
The large villa is quiet.
Many people thought they heard wrongly and stared blankly at the boss, Pan Xiong.
"They're all gone! Didn't you hear me clearly?!" Pan Xiong roared, and the Vietnamese who were gearing up just now dispersed quietly. Monkey and a few other leaders didn't know what was going on and came up to ask what was going on.
"The old man Eamon Rand warned me that the boy named Yang Chen was not allowed to move. Moreover, our shooting of Chinese students and wealthy Chinese businessmen attracted great attention from the Chinese government. During this sensitive period, old Rand did not want us to act randomly for fear of affecting the entire Canadian underground.
The order of the world.”
After Pan Xiong finished speaking, he sighed, showing endless hatred and helplessness.
