There were more than a hundred people in Chen's motorcade, and thirty or forty young and strong young men had already gotten off the bus.

They were holding hoes and shovels in their hands, blocking the road in the middle of the road, with angry faces and evil words.

The leader, the long-haired man, has tattoos on his arms and a small scar between his right eyebrows. He is the one who shouts arrogantly and domineeringly. He is also the one who ordered the Chen family to take action last year.

The long-haired man held a shovel in his hand and knocked hard on the ground twice. The gravel wet by the drizzle made a scraping sound.

The sound of friction was accompanied by the picked up gravel, flying everywhere, mostly in the direction of Xiao's motorcade.

It was as if the Xiao family would start fighting if they didn't retreat.

This was the warning last year. The young people of the Xiao family refused to obey and started fighting when provoked.

The result was a defeat.

All of them had bruises on their noses and faces, and were mocked by the Chen family as if they were grandsons, who had to retreat thousands of meters to make way.

The old people of the Xiao family were heartbroken, feeling guilty and blaming themselves. They hated themselves for not being able to stop the impulsive young man. Not only did their ancestors lose face, but they all were also injured.

So this time, the old people of the Xiao family knew nothing and let the young people conflict with the Chen family again.

"Don't be impulsive. This section of the road is different from last year. It's either a slope halfway up the mountain or a gravel slope. If there is a fight, you will fall and never get back up. Just give way. It's no big deal."

"Why give way!"

The young people of the Xiao family are full of blood. Even if they are defeated once, they will never bear the humiliation of retreating without fighting.

"The road is open to the sky, and anyone can walk on it. The road is not theirs. Why can they walk on it, but we can't! When they retreat 800 meters, there will be an empty lawn where everyone can pass. We have to retreat three or four kilometers before we can get there. We will not retreat from the wide section of road where two vehicles can pass side by side!"

"No retreat!"

"Don't retreat! If you want to fight, fight!"

Even if they were stopped by the old man, the young people of the Xiao family were not cowardly, and their voices of challenge resounded from all directions.

The Xiao family who came back from Longcheng said bitterly: "Don't be impulsive. The few gangsters standing in front of the Chen family smashed up a newly opened Internet cafe in Longcheng two days ago. The owner of the Internet cafe did not dare to do anything to them. Sample."

"The scar eyebrow in front of me knocked down the fruit stall on Yong'an Street in Longcheng yesterday. The boss didn't dare to do anything to them. He had to "make amends" with money. We can't fight them. We can just take a step back. Just take a step back. If you piss them off, you'll be put in a sack when you walk on the street, and you'll be maimed and you won't even know what's going on."

Moreover, what the Xiao family in Longcheng did not say was that they only did small business in Longcheng to make ends meet.

If I offend those gangsters here, I'm afraid there will be another disturbance when we go back.

The old people have naturally thought of this, and young people cannot be allowed to act recklessly now.

Unexpectedly, Chen Baiqiang, the gangster leader of the Chen family, saw that the Xiao family was retreating and shouted even more arrogantly: "Come here if you are not afraid of being maimed!"

"Come and hit me!"

"That's right! If you have the guts, start fighting! If you don't fight, don't even think about passing through this road today!"

"You, the Xiao family, won't shed tears until you see the coffin. We didn't cripple you last year, but you dare to come to worship your ancestors this year. It seems that if you don't teach you a profound lesson, you won't know whose territory this road belongs to!"

"Whose territory?"

A low, cold sound struck across the sky.

Xiao Dazhuang and several young people from the Xiao family cleared the way. The tall and majestic figure of the voice owner was surrounded by the young people from the Xiao family, walking slowly from behind to in front of others.

The young man from the Xiao family who was stopped by the old people stopped struggling when he saw the person coming and dragged the old man aside.

"Young people have young people's solutions. Grandpas and grandpas just stay aside and watch."

The enemy and we are ten meters apart.

The man stopped and glanced around the opposite side with a cold gaze. He raised his right hand and turned it around casually. He made a fist with one hand and made a frightening cracking sound from his knuckles. His thin lips were as cold as a blade and he sneered.

"Want to fight?"

The cold voice was as sharp as a sword, and it suddenly cut through the tense atmosphere where arrows and crossbows were drawn, and the situation was instantly reversed.

The initiative changes hands.

The whole place was silent and deathly silent.

Chen Baiqiang looked at the imposing and majestic man in front of him who was wearing a black coat and had a crew cut. He was inexplicably frightened. He just came back from overseas last week and didn't even know who the man in front of him was.

When he came to his senses, he wanted to ask his younger brother about the situation, but when he looked to the side, no one was there.

The two younger brothers have disappeared.

Look behind you.

Thirty or forty Chen family members all retreated a long distance, at least twenty meters away from him.

The hoes and shovels in his hands were all put back behind his back, or he went to the side of the road to shovel or weed. His movements were extremely diligent and conscientious, and no one had time to look at him.

The momentum of shouting and killing just now was gone.

The two boys ran to the roadside to dig tree roots.

Chen Baiqiang was not a fool. He realized that the person in front of him might have a high profile, so he cleared his throat.

He raised his voice and asked, "Who are you?"

The man's thin lips parted slightly: "Xiao Cheng."

The moment the cool sound fell, the drizzle seemed to be covered with a layer of sharp hail, making Chen Baiqiang's whole body shiver.

But...he had never heard of Xiao Cheng.

Just as he was about to speak again, the boy who was digging tree roots on the roadside risked his life and ran over, got close to his ear, and spoke tremblingly to remind him: "The bully of the Xiao family, the bully of New Town, and the bully of Pingcheng are all him - Xiao Cheng!

"

Chen Baiqiang was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

The younger brother thought that he was still seeking death, so he quickly continued to reveal: "The money our boss owed He Yongli in the casino last year was taken away by Xiao Cheng."

"I don't know the specific situation. I only saw that last month Xiao Cheng brought a group of people to the boss's house. Then there was a "bang" sound, which was as loud as the blasting in the quarry. I passed by the window to see

When we arrived, the boss went around with money in sacks, and searched every corner of the land, including tables, chairs, drawers, pillars and beams."

"In the end, I knelt down to give Xiao Cheng money. The man next to him took the money. Before leaving, the man kicked the boss so hard that his front teeth were knocked out."

After listening to his younger brother's words, Chen Baiqiang's face turned from red to green, then green to white, just like the color palette.

He had never heard of the name Xiao Cheng.

But the name bully was mentioned every day in Longcheng, and the expressions of everyone in the gang changed drastically when it was mentioned.

It was as if the bully was King Yama who came to take his life. Every time someone made a comment, they would only say a few words and look around, paying special attention to what was going on around them, for fear of being discovered.

"That Xiao Cheng across from me is a bully?" Chen Baiqiang swallowed, not wanting to believe that he was on the receiving end of a gun.

The younger brother doesn’t want to believe that Xiao Cheng will actually return to his hometown to worship his ancestors this year, but the fact is right in front of him, and the bully is right in front of him: “He is Xiao Cheng, with a crew cut and a cold-faced killing god.”

"Backed by the big boss of Nanshi."

As soon as he said these words, Chen Baiqiang's face suddenly turned pale, whiter than ashes, and his legs went weak.

The younger brother quickly held on and threw another bomb: "Brother Qiang, Xiao Cheng is from the Xiao clan across the street."

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