Liang Chen frowned, and when he turned his head, he saw two old men appearing at the door, both of which were traditional Chinese Tang suits, with buttons on the opposite side and white silk shirts. One of them was holding a Tai Chi sword in his hand. At this moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he walked towards Liang Chen quickly and gasped and said without stopping.

Zhang Shan and several seed team members were stunned. They were dizzy. What was their outfit? What was their origin? They were actually holding a sword in their hands? Do they really think they were an ancient martial arts master? Two people and two swords were going to save such a large group of people?

Liang Chen was also stunned, sitting there, his eyes slowly narrowed. He has always despised the enemy strategically, but he never ignored the enemy strategically. These two old men seemed really not simple, and for a moment, he did not dare to take it lightly - what if they were really a hidden martial arts master in the folk?

However, Liang Ziheng, who was next to him, stood up at this moment, walked over to the two of them, and laughed, "Uncle Tong, Uncle Qiang, why are you here?"

The two old men seemed to be walking very fast just now, and they were sweating all over. The one on the left with a hooked nose was Uncle Tong. He wiped the sweat with the sleeve of the white silk shirt regardless of his image. He gasped and said with a bitter smile, "President Liang, how can I not come? These little bastards have offended you and Brother Chen who has come from afar. We have just heard the news and are about to teach them a lesson."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Liang Chen, put the sword on the table next to him, walked over to Liang Chen and stretched out his hand, smiling, "Brother Chen, I have been obsessed with Daming for a long time, and I have always seen him. I am so sorry to see him today, I am so lucky to see him. I am so sorry to see him. The two of us old men were practicing Tai Chi sword just now, and it happened to be nearby. Then we heard something happened here, but we didn't even change our clothes, so we ran over and neglected Brother Chen. I am so embarrassed."

Liang Chen frowned, but did not reach out, but turned to look at Liang Ziheng. Liang Ziheng smiled and introduced him, "Liang Chen, this is the uncle who was working together with Uncle Yu in Taiwan to create the Bamboo Alliance Gang. That one is Uncle Qiang. The three of them also have the deceased leader Chen, who was once the best brothers, and they are all the father's relationship for life. You are close to each other."

"Oh, it's Uncle Tong, hello." After hearing Liang Ziheng's explanation, the frost on his face finally faded a little. He forced a smile and stretched out his hand to hold his uncle Tong. However, it was a little funny in his heart. These two people were practicing Tai Chi swords. He thought they were some folk masters, which made him feel a little nervous just now.

"This is Uncle Qiang." Liang Ziheng continued to introduce the old man with a clear face to Liang Chen.

"Hello, Uncle Qiang." Liang Chen shook hands with Uncle Qiang again.

"Brother Chen, you are so honored to see you. It is said that since ancient times, heroes have become young people, and it is true. I have heard that Brother Chen's name has been rare. I saw him at first sight. Today, it will be even more famous to meet him." Uncle Qiang said even more than Uncle Tong, holding Liang Chen's hand and smiling.

"Haha, the two seniors have been too rewarded. If we really talk about it, the two are of the same generation as Uncle Yu, and I am your juniors, so please don't be so polite." Liang Chen's expression eased for a moment, and he nodded and smiled after hearing this.

As the saying goes, if you don’t hit people with a smile, these two people have very high seniority, but also have different attitudes from those young men who are respectful before. They are extremely enthusiastic and kind. It is said that people respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. Even if it is forced by such a high seniority, it is very rare. Liang Chen has always been a cold-faced person, and he is embarrassed to continue to behave like this. Therefore, when he heard this, he smiled and said, giving the two seniors enough face.

"Brother Chen, since everyone has already arrived, we will not go around the corner. We have probably learned a little about the specific things. The mistake was made by these turtles, and it has nothing to do with you. They are a generation shorter, but they still dare to commit crimes, and they dare to expel them. They also did not ask for the opinions of our old men at all. They did not take us seriously at all. It was a rebellious group of bastards, bastards." Uncle Tong was more angry and went up and slapped Ge Minquan on the face several big "cracks". This time he tried hard, and Ge Minquan blushed his finger marks, his lips were broken, and blood was flowing down.

"That's right, I'll beat these turtles hard for me. At least I don't know, there's no difference between inside and outside. I'm expelling President Liang? You are also qualified to be this? When President Liang was in the mainland, you were still wearing open-crotch pants. And do you still talk about the morality of the world, do you want to have a face? We are in the same lineage. Now President Liang is in some small trouble. I'm here to avoid it for the time being, but you're fine, you're so sensible.

As young as the needle tip, he was still afraid that others would compete for territory and property with you? He even made such a fuss, where did he put the morality of the world? Are you still worthy of being a man in the world? Where did you put Brother Zhanyuan? You are not even as good as animals, and you have completely lost all the faces of our Bamboo Alliance Gang." Uncle Qiang pointed at a group of people with heartache and cursed, making the group of people feel ashamed, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to get in.

Two old men with white hair pointed at a group of people and kept cursing, beating people while cursing. Liang Chen watched coldly and did not speak. Liang Ziheng shook his head and walked to the side, looking at the building outside the window smoking. For a moment, the entire conference room was full of two old men's scolding. As he cursed, he no longer simply scolded this matter, but from this to that, and even extended to their ten-year-old peeking at the female toilet. When he was fifteen, he took off the old lady's shorts. When he was twenty, he was still a psychopath who was fucking the streets with a stinky butt, and cursed more and more ugly. Liang Chen was both amused and frowned, thinking that if these two old men were really allowed to curse, he would probably not have enough time to spend here.
Chapter completed!