He was afraid that when he saw George Mabbott, he would not be able to help but think of Lenny Kightly and would be tempted to beat him up. He did not want to do this. He knew the difficulties of George Mabbott. , however, this does not mean that he can forgive George Mabbott.
Looking at Ye Qian's leaving back, George Mabot felt a sense of loss, as if something was suddenly taken away from his body and became empty, "Ye Qian." George Mabot said. shouted.
Ye Qian paused slightly and did not look back. "Are we still friends?" George Mabot asked. Ye Qian paused slightly, said nothing, and walked away.
This is a silent answer. An answer without an answer is often the best answer, because Ye Qian doesn't know how to answer him.
It's still night, it's still the street, it's still like yesterday, but Ye Qian's heart is filled with sadness. What can be more uncomfortable than watching his brother die in front of him? Ye Qian feels so powerless, He didn't like this feeling very much, this feeling of powerlessness.
Several of the street lamps on the street are broken, and you can vaguely see the road through the moonlight. The pedestrians are deserted, and it looks a bit cold, as if it is more terrifying than the night in the mountains. Indeed, when people get used to it The lights in big cities are brightly lit, but suddenly it becomes dark, which can make people feel very insecure.
After walking through an intersection, Ye Qian entered an alley and was about to go in. Suddenly, a bright light flashed. Ye Qian frowned slightly and stopped. He knew very well what the bright light was. It was the reflection of a dagger. With the moonlight and so many years of experience, Ye Qian has become very sensitive.
Ye Qian crawled forward, like a lion, and cautiously moved towards the depths of the alley. In the depths of the alley, there were figures. About ten meters away from them, Ye Qian stopped. This was a figure. It was a good distance to avoid their gazes. It was also the best distance for him to observe the opponent, and it was also the best distance for him to sprint.
There are four people, two of them are tied up, and one is standing opposite.
"I've been following you for more than a month, and we finally found a chance. I didn't expect that your driver was so good at fighting, and we lost several of our brothers." One of them hit his knee hard, hitting the tied man. A middle-aged man's abdomen said angrily.
"It's him." Ye Qian frowned and thought secretly.
"A tiger falls down and is bullied by dogs, a dragon swims in shallow water and is teased by shrimps. Today it falls into your hands. I have nothing to say." The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "But I want to know who sent you. Come."
"You know the rules on the road." The scarred man opposite shook the dagger in his hand and said, "Actually, even if you know it, so what, I will send you on the road tonight, and on the road to hell, you don't have to It's our brothers' fault, we're just using people's money to eliminate disasters."
"Brother, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Let's deal with him quickly, then take the money and leave." The thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said next to him. The middle-aged man in front of him was not an ordinary person, although he had not committed murder or arson. He did it less, but he still had some scruples and fear in his heart about killing the middle-aged man, and he cast his eyes uneasily towards the alley.
Nodding slightly, the scarred man handed the dagger to the fat man beside him and said, "Second brother, do it."
The fat man responded, took the dagger, glanced at the middle-aged man, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. A cold light suddenly appeared, and the dagger stabbed his chest fiercely. The middle-aged man closed his eyes and stopped resisting. One wrong word and everything was lost. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he couldn't change anything at this moment. If he lost, he would lose.
At this critical moment, when the fat man's dagger was about to pierce the middle-aged man's chest, suddenly, a figure flashed past, and the huge impact knocked the fat man, who weighed more than 200 kilograms, several meters away. , Ye Qian stopped and stood right next to the middle-aged man. He reached out and grabbed his shoulder, pulled him out with force, and used the momentum to kick out the thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
The whole movement was done in one go, without any unnecessary movements, and it was smooth and hearty.
When the three of them reacted, Ye Qian had already pulled the middle-aged man and stood not far away. The rope on the middle-aged man's body had also been untied. It was not that Ye Qian didn't want to leave, but that this was a dead end.
When the three of them discovered that the driver who was rescuing people was not the middle-aged man, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They were already riding a tiger and had to get rid of this middle-aged man today. Otherwise, they would have no place to stand. If they let this middle-aged man If they escape, not only will he retaliate against them, but even their employer may not let them go. Moreover, thinking of the huge bonus, they are not willing to give up.
Money is the devil, it can make a person forget life and death and danger.
The three of them approached step by step, forming a fan-shaped siege. They were obviously afraid that they would escape. The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Qian, smiled boldly, and said, "Boy, that's not bad. Where are you from?" I thought he was The tiger fell on Pingyang, and he was going to die here today. Unexpectedly, there was a change, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but ignited hope in his heart.
Ye Qian did not answer. He stared closely at the three men in front of him. Ye Qian could tell that these people were not ordinary people in the world. They had obviously been trained. To deal with them, you must be careful.
The middle-aged man gently elbowed Ye Qianfang. The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, and suddenly moved, striking first and then controlling others. The two started at the same time, rushing towards the three people opposite. passed.
However, Ye Qian suddenly discovered that the person on the opposite side obviously did not take him seriously. After passing by him, he concentrated on attacking the middle-aged man. Ye Qian's brows frowned slightly, and he felt like he was being taken seriously. Feeling looked down upon, he smiled coldly, turned around and rushed towards the crowd.
The middle-aged man was unable to fight against four hands with two fists. He was obviously defeated. If he continued like this, he might not be able to sustain it for long. If he was killed in his own hands, what would happen to Ye Qian? I really lost my face. When it was spread to the Taoist community, I didn’t know why I was laughed at.
"I don't know whether to live or die." The fat man snorted coldly and turned around to meet Ye Qian. Although he was very fat, his movements were very fast. In the blink of an eye, the dagger in his hand was in front of Ye Qian. , avoiding his dagger, hit him on the neck with an elbow, the fat man staggered, fell out, and fell to the ground.
Ye Qian did not dare to hesitate for a moment and hurriedly ran in the direction of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was obviously a little weak. He had multiple stab wounds on his body and his clothes were stained red with blood. However, the middle-aged man He didn't feel any fear or fear at all. Instead, he grinned and said, "Boy, that's interesting." He said with great pride.
Turning his head and looking at the middle-aged man, Ye Qian said: "I'll do it." After finishing his words, Ye Qian suddenly rushed forward. At some point, there was a dagger in his hand. It was all dark and looked like a dagger. It looks like a fire stick and is very ugly. The name of the knife is exquisite and it is only a dozen centimeters long.
Ye Qian's speed was very fast, so fast that people couldn't open their eyes. He saw a flash of blood and a big hole was stabbed in the chest of the thin man. He fell straight down and stared wide open. With their eyes closed and expressions of disbelief, the scarred man and the fat man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when they saw this situation. Only then did they realize that they had underestimated the young man in front of them.
However, there is no regret medicine for sale in this world. When they knew all this, it was already too late. Ye Qian flipped his wrist, and the red dagger emitted a burst of light under the moonlight. It was red and bright. It was like a drop of flowing blood.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, with a look of admiration in his eyes. He could see that this young man's skills were more powerful than that of his cronies. Not many young people have such skills nowadays, and , it is not easy to remain calm in the face of such a scene.
It's really hard to explain fate clearly. It's as if fate is constantly controlling it secretly. In just one day, Ye Qian actually met the three major figures in the streets of Tang Dynasty, Qiu Hanjiang and Han. In winter, the leaves are magnificent.
Any one of them in Chinatown would be a big shot who would stomp his feet and shake the ground. During the day at Weiyang Club, even though Han Dong was among the crowd, Ye Qian could still recognize him at a glance.
As for Ye Zhengrong, although Ye Qian had some information about him, he was still full of curiosity about this person. Who is Ye Zhengrong? Outsiders don't understand. In today's society, everything is about being gentle and quiet. It's not like in the movies, where you just shoot someone with a gun and you're the eldest brother. The real eldest brother should be a person and do things in a high-flown manner, with a cool breeze, without leaving any trace.
Although Wang Ping'an said he would not help Ye Qian, in order to allow Ye Qian to plan better, he still gave Ye Qian some basic information. Ye Qian also learned from those information that these three people, the Chinese Gang, The three main hall masters are second only to Hua Hansheng.
"Brother, I have always called you brother. Come on, let me toast you!" Ye Zhengrong picked up the wine glass and said.
Ye Qian glanced at him, reached out to take the wine glass in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp. "You are injured, don't drink too much, it is not good for your health." Ye Qian said lightly.
Ye Zhengrong was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he didn't mind. He had experienced many ups and downs, and he still had this kind of ambition. It was precisely because he admired Ye Qian's loyalty and courage. So, after simply bandaging the wound, I dragged Ye Qian here.
"Let me formally meet you. My name is Ye Zhengrong." Ye Zhengrong said, "What should I call you, brothers?"
"Ye Qian." Ye Qian said calmly.
"I won't say thank you for your kindness, and I won't say too many pretentious words." Ye Zhengrong said, "I have some connections in Chinatown. If you have any problems or troubles in the future, please tell me. As long as I can I am obliged to help you. Here is a little money. If you accept it, it will be a small token of my gratitude."
While talking, Ye Zhengrong took out a few Canadian dollars from his pocket and handed them to Ye Qian. Ye Qian was dressed very plainly. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he was not a rich man. Ye Zhengrong could also tell that, so , that’s why.