"Coupled with the relationship between my daughter and Zhang Yang, and his second grandfather Zhang Yang is the chief elder of the caravan, they thought that I sold my daughter to get this position, and started spreading rumors about me within the caravan.
Talking sarcastically about me all day long."
Meng Yan could only pat Qin Dayou on the shoulder: "Relax, once people reach a high position, they will inevitably gossip. There is nothing we can do about it."
After a few people took their seats, Meng Yan briefly scanned the venue and found that the people in the venue were different from what he expected.
Caravans, and in a place like Myanmar where blood is licked from the edge, it is inevitable that one or two of them will have some blood on their hands.
However, these people nowadays are not only not the kind of arrogant people, but also have a gentle temperament, giving people the feeling of school professors.
An old man sitting in front of Meng Yan had a kind face and motioned to the young butler standing beside him to come closer.
"In that matter, we have to be quick and remember to sink everything into the river without leaving any survivors."
Meng Yan: "..."
Sure enough, it was my own misunderstanding. These people were just in a high position and there was no need to do it myself.
Suddenly there was some commotion at the venue, and several people walked up to the front desk and spoke to everyone in the venue.
"I'm sorry, elders. Something happened to the great elder, so the time to come to the meeting may be delayed a little later. We will follow the wishes of the great elder and the Xiangyu Meeting will be held as normal."
Yang Xiu glanced at Meng Yan aside with some disappointment.
It's a pity that the second grandfather came a little later, which could allow this boy to live a little longer.
As soon as this idea came to mind, a current caravan staff member came over, glanced around the guest seats, and then locked his eyes on Meng Yan.
"Are you Meng Yan?" the staff member asked.
Meng Yan raised his head, a little surprised how he knew his name.
Who is looking for him now?
"Yes, I am Meng Yan, who are you?"
The staff member bowed respectfully to Meng Yan: "The Great Elder encountered something on the road, but he sent me to the venue to find you first."
"I would like to ask Mr. Meng to help the Great Elder guard a rough stone."
People around him cast surprised glances at Meng Yan.
Who is this young man? Why haven’t I seen him before?
Moreover, the great elder actually wanted to find him. Is there any personal relationship between them?
The door of the venue suddenly opened, and with a loud laugh, a group of heavily armed soldiers surrounded a young man of about twenty years old and entered the venue.
"You caravan members are holding a meeting, why didn't you even invite us?" The young man walked into the meeting with a smile and shouted to everyone in the room.
Everyone in the venue cast their gazes at him, and then Meng Yan clearly felt that the atmosphere in the venue had undergone some subtle changes.
Especially Qin Dayou sitting next to him, Meng Yan could see his anger on his face.
"Brother Qin, who is this person?" Meng Yan pointed at the young man surrounded by soldiers and asked in a low voice.
"Li Mianhuang's eldest son, Li Fengyu, is the one who brought our caravan down to what it is today." Qin Dayou tried his best to calm down the anger on his face.
Yang Xiu stood up and greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Brother Fengyu!"
"Hey! Brother Yang, you invited me here today, you have to entertain me well!"
What?
Everyone in the venue looked at Yang Xiu's face and instantly felt murderous intent.
Was this Li Fengyu recruited by one of his own people?
"It's easy to talk! Lian'er, say hello to Brother Fengyu!" Yang Xiu said to Qin Lian'er, who was holding her arm on the side.
"Lian'er, come back!" Qin Dayou stood up from his position and shouted to Qin Lian'er.
"Who is this person?" Li Fengyu pointed at Qin Dayou who stood up and asked Yang Xiuxiao beside him.
"Brother, this man is the father of my Lian'er, he can be regarded as my father-in-law." Yang Xiu said to Li Fengyu with a smile.
"Oh, so that's it." Li Fengyu slowly walked up to Qin Dayou, guarded by soldiers holding guns on both sides.
"For Brother Yang's sake, apologize to me, and this matter will be over." Li Fengyu said.
Qin Dayou took two steps back with some fear, looked at Qin Lian'er who was holding Yang Xiu's shoulder and said.
"Lian'er, come here."
Qin Lian'er held Yang Xiu's shoulder tightly.
"Crack!"
A crisp slap rang out in the venue, and Qin Dayou had five blood-red fingerprints on his face, staggering and falling.
"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?" Li Fengyu said angrily.
People around the venue stood up and looked at Li Fengyu with angry expressions.
"Li Fengyu, don't be too arrogant, this is our caravan's place!"
Not to be outdone, several soldiers beside Li Fengyu pulled the bolt and raised the muzzle of their guns in one go, as if they would shoot the entire scene if they disagreed.
The current atmosphere is tense.
Li Fengyu put away the smile on his face, glanced disdainfully at Qin Dayou who was slumped on the ground, and spat at him.
"Who asked you to help him? Did I ask you to help him?" As soon as Meng Yan squatted down and grabbed Qin Dayou's shoulders to pull him up, Li Fengyu pointed at Meng Yan and cursed.
He raised his hand and prepared to do the same to him.
It looks like this is just a small follower brought by this person who doesn't understand the rules. As expected, birds of a feather flock together. The leader ignores his words, but the follower below actually dares to help someone directly in front of him.
These barbarians who run around in the world really don't understand the rules and should have been punished long ago.
However, what Li Fengyu didn't expect was that when he threw his hand out, it didn't land on Meng Yan's face as he had planned.
Just as he was swinging into the air, Meng Yan suddenly grabbed him and pinched his wrist tightly in mid-air.
The already tense atmosphere at the scene heated up again. Several soldiers beside him turned their guns, and seven or eight submachine guns were pointed directly at Meng Yan's head.
"Let labor and management go, there are no rules!" Li Fengyu roared, struggling with his hands, but he couldn't break free at all.
"Apologize."
Meng Yan pointed at Qin Dayou, who was still slumped on the ground, and said to Li Fengyu in a commanding tone.
"Apologise? What the hell...hahahahaha!" Li Fengyu burst out laughing. In his eyes, Meng Yan had become a dead person.
"Three seconds, let me go, or I will kill you." Li Fengyu said coldly to Meng Yan.
"Let me say it for the last time and apologize to him." Meng Yan pointed at Qin Dayou and said calmly.
Qin Dayou, who was paralyzed on the ground, was obviously dizzy from the powerful and heavy slap. In addition to his age, he couldn't sit up for a while. However, after hearing Meng Yan's words, he still tried his best to pull on Meng Yan's trousers.