"Hongmen Banquet?" Mao Si grinned, and his two waxy front teeth shone with shiny shimmering towards the sunlight that penetrated through the window. "Hehe, Song Hu, Song Hu, you are really not particular, and you are not afraid of spreading it out and laughing at others' big teeth..."

"There is always a ruler for right and wrong. My surname is Song, so I'm not afraid of others talking about it."

Song Hu had long wanted to destroy Mao Si. He didn't dare to do it before, but now there are two yamen poking it. What can I do if Mao Si is destroyed? Suddenly, he slapped the table, "Old Wu, do it!"

After Song Hu shouted, Wang Laowu and his group were about to start fighting. Mao Si and others also bit their cheeks, snatched the guys who were good at it and used them as weapons.

Seeing a bloody battle, with a bang, the gunshots, and the snow-white ceiling is shot in a hole, and the riots are all stopped.

"Mr. Yuan, are you?" Song Hu was full of surprise and for no reason, because it was Xue Yuan who shot.

"Old Song, since you have invited us brothers, you should trust us. Doing this behind your back is smashing my signature. If you can't believe it, our brother will immediately open up the road without saying a word. If you want to fight to death, it has nothing to do with our brothers!"

As he was talking, Xue Yuan's hand was a dark May Fourth hand, and he was spinning in his palm. This was made on the black market under the overpass. One was for self-defense and the other was for the conservation. After all, he did not have the aura and ability of Xue Laosan, and sometimes shouting was not useful. Only the sound of this thing unexpectedly made can be majestic.

Xue Yuan never used this gun, but just hid it secretly. Even Xiaoyi was hidden from him. This time he used it to shock the audience, and the effect was amazing, which made him very satisfied.

As for why he stopped the chaos at this time, it was not what he said, because he couldn't stand Song Hu's killing while the two sides were in talks, and it was just because he felt that Song Hu had stolen the show and made him feel no sense of existence. Originally, in today's negotiations, he realized that he was the person on Song Hu's side, and whether to fight or to reconcile should be decided. He had not made a statement yet. Song Hu called for a beating and killing, which was clearly a slap on Xue Yanei's face.

With a crisp sound, Song Laohu slapped himself fiercely. In an instant, blood was seen in the corner of his mouth, and a skinny and slimming face, and it became swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Since the youngest, the little intention is because we don't understand the rules, don't understand the rules, I'm negligent, I'm negligent..." After a stack of apologies, he vented and vented Wang Laowu and drove away the pig and dog.

"It's a little interesting!"

Mao Si put down the bench in his hand, sneered, and glared at Song Hu and said, "Who is surnamed Song, don't really think I'm not sure about it!" As he spoke, he pulled his shirt and exposed the detonator full of his waist!

Wow!

The whole audience was in an uproar, and even Xue Yuan and Xiao Yi were shocked. On weekdays, their brothers went out to settle the matter, just to resolve disputes. Even if there was anyone in the conflict, they were just to help the trolls. At best, they were just to make trolls. They were not like this today. They were all detonators. They were obviously outlaws. When they met trolls, they would even lose their talks. They could protect them. But when they encountered this detonator, they would play indiscriminate attacks. If they didn't do it well, they would die and had nowhere to escape.

"Yes, there is something to say, there is something to discuss, what is Brother Mao doing?"

Xue Yuan's face turned pale and his voice became stuttering. He had never had a real situation before, and immediately became an old habit of an ordinary young man. He was good at doing things and cherished his body, was harsh and brave, and his life was above everything else.

Mao Si smiled and said, "Mr. Yuan, I don't agree with what you said. If I don't come here for the sake of dialogue, it's just that someone doesn't follow the rules. Brother, I have to make it my preparation!"

“Yes, yes!”

Xue Yuan lost the demeanor of the young master again and kept echoing, and even regretted it in his heart that he took the liberty to take over this hot potato. He still responded in a false voice, "Brother Mao, isn't Song Hu aware of his mistake? Let's continue talking, and continue talking!"

"It's okay to talk, isn't I here just to talk about it!"

Mao Si shook his clothes and was full of energy, "But, it's not about talking to me. When our boss of Kuimen comes, Mr. Yuan, you can talk to him!"

"I wonder what your boss is?"

Xue Yuan asked the exit of the side road, and suddenly there was a slight movement of tapping from the stairs. Soon after, a man in green clothes ran into the green shirt. Before the man entered the door, he pinched his throat and shouted: "Mr. Ming is here, Ming is here..."

As soon as the man in green clothes finished speaking, Mao Si's eyebrows and eyes were silenced. He hurriedly clasped his untied shirt while walking outside the door.

Unexpectedly, Mao Sifang greeted the door. A tall young man with a sunny face and a tall figure came gracefully under the stars of more than a dozen gorgeously dressed young men.

"Ming Master!"

Mao Si and others stood in front of the door, bowed slightly, and shouted respectfully.

The young man called Ming Shao waved his hand and walked into the door. Because of his amazing aura, Song Hu, who was standing by the door, even shrank unconsciously towards the edge of the wall.

"You are Xue Yuan?"

Young Master Ming didn't sit down, and stood loose and stared at Xue Yuan and asked.

“That’s right!”

Xue Yuan clasped his fists and said, "I don't know what this brother is called?" This is what he learned at the Red Star Teahouse. This way of greeting is quite ancient and has become very popular recently, and has become popular.

"Rareless! We, Young Master Ming, are you the ones who dare to call you brothers!"

Before Ming could speak, the young man with long face on his left was annoyed first, staring at Xue Yuan, and then scolded him.

At this moment, Xue Yuan was already scared by Mao Si's detonation. At this moment, he was scolded and didn't know how to speak.

Xue Yuan was stunned, but Young Master Ming said, "You have posted a post and asked me to discuss things? I'm here, you can talk, it depends on what your constitution is!"

Xue Yuan took advantage of Ming Shao's speech and quickly wondered who this person was. Although he had been in Sijiu City for a short time, he still had a little understanding of various schools and sects. Why did this person be in the Red Star Teahouse and never saw him once, but judging from his appearance, he clearly knew which company he was. Since he knew which company he was, he still dared to speak in this way, proving that this person's identity was not easy.

Xue Yuan was not stupid after all, and in a moment, he gained something. "My gentleman, right? What I mean is very simple. Everyone abides by the law and does business. It is better to follow the laws and regulations. Don't use some messy means."

Young Master Ming suddenly smiled at the sky, "Xue Yuan, you really don't look like Xue Lao San. If Xue Xiang were here, he would definitely not say such ridiculous words!"

With a bang, Xue Yuan picked up the pistol and slapped it on the table, "Who the hell are you? How dare you call me the third brother's name? What's the point of hiding your head and revealing your tail? You're so famous!"

Xue Yuan was really annoyed this time. Xue Xiang's name was the foundation of the four or nine cities. Over the past few months, I have heard many people who came to Xue Laosan behind his back. But I really took it as he looked at him. Not to mention "Xue Laosan", who would dare to call Xue Xiang's big number?

"What, you are really that, that, that… brother?"

Before Young Master Ming could speak, Mao Si was shocked first. He had really come from that month. When the stubborn master was prosperous, he was just a gangster who cheated children's money at Xinjiekou and could not be put on the table. He was really well-known for the title of the overlord of the stubborn master Xue Laosan. He had seen the straw paper with the words "Yutangshan Xue Family", but when he met Xue Yuan, he just felt that he was not liked. After all, he only heard that the man was a loser in the family, but he had never heard of him having any amazing family background.

But at this moment, when Young Master Ming said the word "Xue Xiang" in person, Mao Si was really shocked. Although Sijiu City rarely heard of that person's name over the years, he might have thought that even if the person was in trouble, he would probably do it in minutes. Mao Si was a hobby person. He was not afraid of the yamen, but he was afraid of the ruthless gangster. Obviously, in his eyes, the Xue Laosan was a gangster among the gangsters, a gangster among the gangsters...

Mao Si's shock made Xue Yuan very satisfied and he was very happy. This was the normal reaction and the expected rhythm!

However, when Ming Shao said the word "Xue Xiang", it was not only Mao Sixing, but also the young men behind him looked at each other, and no one dared to scold Xue Yuan as he had just said. There was no way, who made that person famous? After these years, these latecomers almost grew up listening to the legend of that person. This kind of awe has long been profound.

Young Master Ming seemed to be quite dissatisfied and gently supported his slender hair, "I am not satisfied with your plan. Let me mention one. Sifang Restaurant, we bought it for 100,000 yuan. I have calculated the cost of Sifang Restaurant. The two restaurants are only 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, and there are 20,000 yuan. I will count the flower head I gave you. Don't let Xue Laosan know, saying I'm bullying the child!"

"The fuck you..."

Xue Yuan was furious and grabbed the pistol and wanted to move. But before he could catch the gun, he saw that the pistol came to Ming Shao's hand. Ming Shao pulled a gun and a bang, and the hot bullet passed by Xue Yuan's ear, cutting off the strands of hair hanging from his ear.

The black hair was flying like fog, stretching in the air, Xue Yuan's eyes were dull and dusty, staring at the strand of hair, as if he was seeing his own soul.

The young master's shot was extremely wonderful, just like Xue Xiang's method that Lao Zai was trying to intimidate Hua Weihong. This is better than a courageous attack than a person. It is the best way to confront the enemy.

But the fact that Ming Shao fired a shot really destroyed Xue Yuan's courage. Looking at Xue Yuan's silence, Ming Shao was so happy.

In fact, Master Ming came today not for the so-called negotiations, but for the five words "Yutangshan Xue Family". (To be continued. Mobile phone users please read it.)
Chapter completed!