C210 He Would Not Do Anything
"Yes, sir!"
A thousand people responded in unison, their voices shaking the sky.
Then, they got into the cars in unison, maintained order, and quickly left.
Yem Weihao, who was getting into the car, was shocked. He staggered and almost threw his son out of his hand.
Yan Su could actually mobilize the team! But something was not right. A retired Big Head Soldier who did not even have a rank. How could he transfer so many people to guard the place?
There were also hundreds of big cars, 20 armed helicopters, and three warships! No, he had to make sure he was well prepared. Otherwise, he would suffer even more.
Yem Weihao drove the Caddy away and headed straight for the hospital.
After driving for two or three kilometers, a few black SUVs came out from behind and stopped him by the roadside.
Yem Weihao lowered the window and cursed. Are you blind? Don't you know whose car it is? I am Yem Weihao from the Yem family, how dare you stop me! "Hurry up and get out of the way. If you delay my business, all of you will die!"
The few cars remained unmoved. No one even answered.
Yem Weihao was so angry that he wanted to kill someone. His son's injuries were serious. If he was sent to the hospital a minute earlier, he would have an extra chance of recovery. How could he delay it? A long Rolls-Royce slowly drove over. It was a pure white car. The front of the car was a small golden man with pure gold diamonds. It was shining under the sunlight.
Yem Weihao's face tensed up. There was no such luxury car in Jiangzhou City.
He took a closer look and saw that the license plate was written 'Pengyuan County'.
The window was lowered, revealing an expressionless side face.
His hair was combed meticulously, and he wore a Versace silk shirt. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his gaze was unfriendly.
Gulp! Yem Weihao swallowed his saliva. The anger on his face disappeared instantly and was replaced by fear.
It came from the bottom of his heart, from the marrow of his bones! "Sect Master of Yem family, what a temper!"
The middle-aged man spoke with a calm tone, but it made one's heart palpitate.
Yem Weihao quickly squeezed out an ugly smile. He opened the car door and rolled down. He said in a low voice, Huang Second Master, you are too harsh on me. I am terrified."
"I did not know you were here. Please forgive me, Huang Second Master! My son's five limbs were broken and his injuries were serious. I was so anxious that I offended you. Please be magnanimous and do not take it to heart."
Huang Shaoyun, the Vice Patriarch of the Huang family of Pengyuan County, and the uncle of the Young Master, Huang Pengfei.
Humph, your son was merely crippled. At least he didn't have to worry about his life. He was so angry that he could vent his anger on others.
My nephew, Pengfei, is dead. No one can see his corpse. Shouldn't I vent my anger on you?"
Huang Pengfei died in Yi Yun company. Heaven's Will sent his men to clean up the battlefield. They had sealed off the news, so no one knew what was going on.
He had to thank Yang Tianshu for his arrogance. He had chased away the crowd before he made his move. He and his bodyguards had all turned into dead people. Naturally, he could not report this to Huang family.
Yem Weihao was trembling with fear. He quickly bowed. "I really don't know about Young Master Huang! He was not the only one who had gone missing. My niece was also seriously injured. She has been unconscious until now. No one knows what happened."
"You can stay out of it just because you don't know?"
Huang Shaoyun's tone was cold as he turned to Yem Weihao.
His eyes were full of anger and killing intent.
Putong! Yem Weihao's legs went weak and he knelt down. He lowered his head and explained loudly.
"Chen Weiminn, he must know the situation! Young Master Huang came to Jiangzhou City. Chen Weiminn's Thunder Martial Gang is in charge of receiving him. I want to be the host, but I don't have the chance."
The source of the disaster! Also, that little bastard Yan Su! No matter what Young Master Huang's outcome was, it had to do with this kid. My son... was injured by that little bastard. My daughter, son-in-law, and the people from the other three families were all injured by this kid."
Yem Weihao kept kowtowing, full of sincerity. "This lowly one begs Huang Second Master to make the decision and avenge us!"
One should know that he would not go to his grave even if it was his father, Yem Zhenfeng's day of worship.
During festivals and holidays, he would never kowtow to his father's memorial tablet.
At this moment, he was kowtowing repeatedly to an unrelated person! Soft bones! Unfilial children! Huang Shaoyun did not reveal the slightest bit of satisfaction. He slightly frowned and threatened: If I find out and you hide it, the Yem family will be destroyed. "
Yem Weihao mustered his courage and raised his head. He promised, "I swear that I did not hide a single word from Second Master. If there is a lie, I will be struck by lightning."
"Go to the Thunder Martial Gang."
Huang Shaoyun raised the window and ignored Yem Weihao. The Rolls-Royce drove forward.
Only when the convoy was far away did Yem Weihao dare to stand up and let out a long sigh.
He was lucky to have survived a disaster.
At the same time, Bao Xiong and Gui Wu, one on the left and one on the right, waited for Yan Su and his wife to get on the carriage.
"My king, should we go home or somewhere?"
Bao Xiong asked.
Yan Su replied without thinking. "Send your sister-in-law home, then we'll go somewhere."
"Where?"
Bao Xiong looked excited. In his impression, as long as he followed Heavenly King, there would be a fight. If he did not fight, his days would be boring.
Yan Su turned his head and looked out the window. His lacquered eyes flashed, making the scorching sun lose its color.
"Thunder Martial Gang!"
A while ago, the Thunder Martial Gang had repeatedly jumped out to cause trouble.
The first time was when Elder Lu Wenfeng stopped Yan Su from taking revenge in the Luo Family.
The second time was when Gang Leader Peng Kangtai and Fan Zijian went to block the door of Mansion Number Six.
Currently, the Thunder Martial Gang was severely injured.
Not only did Gang Master Chen Weiminn not pay them a visit to apologize for their crimes, he even boasted that he would definitely avenge his two brothers and kill Yan Su.
There was no need for him to stay because he didn't know what was good for him.
Moreover, Yan Su had already planned to reorganize the underground world of Jiangzhou City. The Thunder Martial Gang had jumped out of the underground world unwillingly and happened to be the chicken that served as a warning monkey.
The Jiangzhou City could only accommodate one king warrior.
That's me, Yan Su. Anyone who wants to rule the Jiangzhou City will only have a dead end.
The Thunder Martial Gang was the leader of the underground world of the Jiangzhou City.
The three leaders were Chen Weiminn, Peng Kangtai, and Fan Zijian. They were all at the peak of the king realm.
There were only a handful of King Realm experts in the small Jiangzhou City. They were respected by others, and no one dared to offend them.2
The Thunder Martial Gang had gathered three peak King Realm experts. There were also elders and consecrated people who were also King Realm experts. They naturally ran unhindered.
The gang had close to a thousand underlings, forming a force that could not be ignored.
Normally, when committing crimes, the police and the relevant departments would turn a blind eye to it. It would fundamentally help increase the Thunder Martial Gang's arrogance.
Every little brother of the Thunder Martial Gang was arrogant and insufferably arrogant.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in the gang headquarters was a little off.
At first glance, it was the same as when it was peaceful, flags fluttering in the wind.
The wind rustled.
If one looked carefully, they would find that all the sect members were kneeling on the ground.
Even helping Chen Weiminn was no exception.
The only difference was that the younger brother was kneeling outside while the Sect Master was kneeling inside.
Everyone kept quiet out of fear.
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