Yaoyao, who always thought that Yang Chen was a grassroots wage earner, blended in with the crowds and disappeared without a trace. Her way of loving was something that most people didn't understand and found difficult to adapt to.
Yang Chen was moved, but not moved. It was not because he disliked her. From the day he met Yaoyao, he classified her as a passer-by in life.
Just like two intersecting straight lines, after intersecting, they will become farther and farther apart.
This guy took out his cell phone and fiddled with it for a long time. He originally wanted to call Yaoyao and tell her to take the right path and not to be immoral. After thinking about it, he didn't dial the number. In a materialistic society, everyone has different values. What is impractical and what is noble?
Who can make it clear that he is not a moral model and has no right to preach.
Yang Chen had mixed feelings in his heart. He sat on a bench by the lake. Seeing that the sun was turning to the west, he got up and left the bustling lake shore. As soon as he walked out of the south entrance of Su Causeway, Aaron called and found out that he was obstructing Kaitai from collecting money from members.
people.
Chen Fugui.
He has a very rustic name, but when people on the streets of Hangzhou hear this name, most of them are in awe and dare not underestimate or ridicule him. This Chen Fugui, like Mr. Qiu, is an older gangster.
When Ma Xiaofeng came out to work, the two were already famous. However, they were imprisoned many times and wasted seven or eight years of good time. When Ma Xiaofeng came out to work again, Ma Xiaofeng, a rising star, firmly suppressed them. There were rumors on the road that the two were imprisoned and Ma Xiaofeng could not escape.
He lost his relationship, so he regarded Ma Xiaofeng as a thorn in his flesh for many years, but due to his lack of strength, he always tolerated it.
After Yang Chen learned about the general situation from Aaron, he asked Aaron to make an appointment with Chen Fugui for him. He would meet the gangsters in Hangzhou tonight.
"Brother Yang, how many people are you bringing?" Aaron asked cautiously.
"You and me are enough." Yang Chen replied to Aaron lightly.
Aaron, who was several kilometers away, was stunned. He wanted to tactfully remind Yang Chen that the two of them were a little short, but there was a busy tone on the phone.
This is Guan Erye's rhythm of going to a meeting alone.
Aaron, who was in a state of confusion, recalled Yang Chen's ability to challenge dozens of people, and felt a little more at ease. In his mind, there were images of Brother Ma holding a toothpick in his mouth and charging into the hail of bullets as if he were firing a plug-in with both guns.
West Lake Club, the first high-end club in Hangzhou, is no longer outstanding, but its heritage still remains, and it is still beyond the reach of many newcomers.
The site of the West Lake Club was chosen very quickly. It is located in Yanggong Embankment. On the left hand side when going out is the West Lake Impression performance venue. Behind it is the Flower Lane Fish Viewing, one of the ten scenic spots in the West Lake.
The Feng Shui is not necessarily inferior to the West Lake State Guesthouse favored by great men. The attic door with a strong classical style combining Chinese and Western styles hangs a gilt plaque with the words "Lotus Fragrance and Wine Overflowing" hanging on it.
A group of elder brothers led by Chen Fugui, Qiu Sanye, and Cao Kui took over this building to gather friends and discuss important matters together. By the way, they also saw what happened to Ma Xiaofeng's people tonight.
The first and second floors are all private rooms.
This gang of gangsters happened to gather in the antique atrium hall, frightening the waiters to the point of frightening them. They tied their hands and waited with 300% caution.
Three veteran gangsters occupied a square table, and the other fifty or sixty people were scattered around, talking about Li Guanhai and Ma Xiaofeng, excited by the shock to the black and white circles in Hangzhou.
"Didn't you say seven o'clock? Why haven't the people from Kaitai come yet?" someone shouted impatiently.
"Ma Xiaofeng, the Ni Bodhisattva, is crossing the river. He cannot protect himself. I guess everyone in Kaitai is scared." Some people were proud, and it was obvious that their hatred of Ma Xiaofeng was not temporary.
The three big guys at the core remained calm. Soon, the man standing outside quickly walked into the hall, came to the Third Master, bent down, and whispered: "Third Master, we are here."
Although the man's voice was not loud, the noise around him stopped abruptly. Dozens of Jianghu Caomang held their breath and concentrated, with different expressions. They were worried and excited. Ma Xiaofeng had dominated the world for twenty years and had accumulated a lot of prestige. Even if these people got together and emboldened themselves,
, it is inevitable to feel guilty.
"How many people are coming?" Chen Fugui asked slightly uneasily.
"Two people, the leader is the young man who parachuted into Kaitai Group before Ma Xiaofeng went to Beijing." The words of the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of disdain.
"What?" The third master stared with an intimidating aura. He originally thought that Zhang Runan, who is known as the number one gangster in Hangzhou, would come, but instead he showed up as a small-time villain who was too deceiving.
"Damn it, I have to chop off this kid's hands today." Chen Fugui slapped the table angrily, and he was relieved when a small character came.
Dozens of people around cheered.
"Chop off my hands, are you capable of this?" The slightly playful voice covered up all the noise in the atrium hall. People looked towards the door, and Yang Chen barged in with a sneer, followed closely by Aaron.
"Who asked you to come in?" The third master in Tang suit leaned on the chair, tapping the edge of the table with the unopened folding fan in his hand, looking down on Yang Chen, quite like a superior.
Chen Fugui seemed to be convinced by Yang Chen, grinning ferociously.
Cao Kui on the other side seemed to have no interest in Yang Chen and was just drinking tea by himself.
"Don't worry, I won't delay you too long. Chen Fugui is disrespectful to Mr. Ma. I will leave after I deal with him." Yang Chen calmly looked around the dozens of people in the hall and walked straight towards Chen Fugui.
Aaron, who was accompanying Yang Chen crazy, felt his heart in his throat.
Before the third master could say anything, Chen Fugui gave the order: "Destroy him, just save your breath."
More than a dozen strong men stepped forward, Yang Chenjun had a cold smile on his face, and he moved forward without hesitation. The people who rushed towards him were knocked down and kicked away one after another, like tigers rushing into the herd of sheep. Wherever they passed, people were turned upside down, and tables and chairs were in a mess. They were caught off guard.
There was a chaos among the big guys on the street, and the waiters were either paralyzed with fear or screaming uncontrollably.
The third master, Cao Kui, and Chen Fugui were stunned for a while, but when they came to their senses, they saw that the unparalleled Yang Chen was close at hand. The third master was so shocked that he dropped his folding fan and moved backwards in a panic, almost tripping over his chair.
Chen Fugui's old face was twisted, and he wanted to hide, but when it was too late, Yang Chen raised his foot, kicked the table and chairs together, and then crushed Chen Fugui's hands.
Yang Chen said condescendingly: "I will destroy your two hands first. Before the sun goes down tomorrow, if there are still people who refuse to pay the membership fee, regardless of whether it has anything to do with you or not, I will destroy your legs. Do you understand me?"
Chen Fugui was stubborn and refused to answer.
Yang Chen curled his lips and shook his head, hesitating in a jest, and violently exerted force on his feet, twisting and rubbing. Chen Fugui howled heartbrokenly, and nodded like a chicken eating rice. The image of the big brother suddenly collapsed.
Aaron stared at Yang Chen dumbfounded, admiring him to death. In this guy's memory, the boss Ma Xiaofeng had never been so impressive. The next scene was something he would never forget.
"110....I was at the West Lake Club and hurt someone."
Yang Chen called the police and surrendered. Everyone was confused. They didn’t know what kind of medicine was sold in this beast’s gourd. Within a few minutes, the police came. They said, “Be good,” and almost all the respectable social eldest brothers are here!
In the end, the police took Yang Chen away. The disgraced Qiu Sanye gritted his teeth and called Chu Tian, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and executive deputy director.
Chu Tian, one of the masterminds who wanted to bring down Ma Xiaofeng.
After the third master made the call, he rushed to the police station with dozens of social eldest brothers. He said he was here to take notes, but in fact he wanted to see how Yang Chen was unlucky.
Dozens of luxury cars blocked the entrance of the police station. The gangsters headed by Mr. San got out of the car in an aggressive manner. Before they even entered the police station, they learned shocking news.
