Qian Yueping was nicknamed Golden Leopard because he moved as fast as a cheetah.
Three years ago, Wu Yunhen, the leader of the Money Gang, disappeared inexplicably, and Qian Yueping suddenly became the leader of the Money Gang. This man was scheming and ruthless, and led his brothers to work hard to dominate Mingxi County.
After receiving the report from his cousin Qian Yu, Qian Yueping immediately became furious. A group of stinking young boys dared to act wild in front of him. He was simply tired of living.
Qian Yueping immediately summoned more than eighty brothers, divided them into three trucks and rushed over. Fang Ming stood at the door with a watermelon knife in his hands, showing an aura of one man guarding the gate and no one could stop him.
Qian Yueping got out of the car. He was 1.74 meters tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, with a bald head and fierce eyes. He walked over: "Who is Fang Ming? Stand up for me!"
"I am!" Fang Ming didn't care. He raised the watermelon knife in his hand and said disdainfully: "Qian Yueping, I am Fang Ming. What do you want?"
"Okay, okay!" Qian Yueping sneered: "You hurt my brother and extorted money from me. Kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and then pay double the price, and I will let you go!"
Fang Ming smiled faintly: "It's really a bad person who complained first. It was obviously you who drove away my workers and wanted to drive me out of the rental market, but now you are beating me up. Qian Yueping, stop talking nonsense and come here if you have the guts!"
Qian Yueping looked around. He had more than 80 strong men, but the opponent only had more than 60 young men. If he couldn't take them down, why would he still be hanging around on the road?
Qian Yueping sneered and approached Fang Ming, preparing to give him a blow.
"Bang!" Qian Yueping's fist came down with great force and a whistling sound. Fang Ming showed no sign of weakness. After two months of intensive training during the Spring Festival, his physique had improved a lot, and he was very good at using strength.
It is also more convenient.
"Pa!" Fang Ming struck Qian Yueping's arm with his palm. He felt a strong rebound and Fang Ming took half a step back involuntarily.
"Uh-huh ---" Qian Yueping took three steps back before he stabilized his figure, and most of the arrogant look in his eyes disappeared.
How could a boy of sixteen or seventeen have such strong physical strength? Qian Yueping was secretly surprised.
No matter what, this kid had to die today. Qian Yueping gritted his teeth and waved his hand. The eighty-odd boys behind him rushed forward with steel pipes in their hands.
The people Qian Yueping brought this time were all desperadoes, most of them were in their twenties or eighties, which was the prime of fighting. Fang Ming's younger brother had not experienced many scenes, so he would inevitably be timid in big situations.
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"Stay back, everyone!" Fang Minghu roared, and like lightning, he rushed towards the group of people.
When Fang Ming moved, Ziyue also moved.
Seven or eight steel pipes were violently smashed down, and Fang Ming's watermelon knife whirled violently, making a clanking sound. Under the strong collision, these steel pipes were knocked upside down, and Fang Ming's watermelon knife was also smashed and deformed.
"Whoa!" A sword flashed like a dragon, and the purple figure cut into the crowd like a ghost.
Qian Yueping felt a chill in his throat, and the cold blade had pierced his throat. A cold and beautiful girl in purple ordered with a cold and inhuman voice: "Tell your men to stop!"
The girl's voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Qian Yueping's heart. A cold feeling rose from the soles of his feet, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in ice.
The feeling of terror, extreme terror was like a giant python being wrapped around him. Qian Yueping's throat trembled twice. It was this slight tremor that touched the blade of the knife, and a bloody gash was drawn on his neck, causing a faint pain.
"Save the boss!" Several desperadoes swung steel pipes and rushed towards Ziyue.
The light of the sword was like a sudden glimpse, but there was a flash of arc-shaped brilliance, and then seven or eight gangsters fell to the sky, with a terrifying wound on their wrists.
The wounds were all at the root of the wrist, and they were very deep, like an open baby's mouth. What was even more frightening was that the knife hit the vein of the wrist, and blood slowly flowed out.
The miserable appearance of these seven or eight gangsters shocked the rest of the people. They held the iron rods high and opened their mouths wide, as if they were completely petrified.
Sweat broke out from Qian Yueping's bald head and dripped down his face. The knife in Ziyue's hand moved forward a little. Qian Yueping finally lowered his head and said: "Let's go!"
A lean boy came up to help Qian Yueping and asked unwillingly: "Brother Ping, is this the end of it?"
"Let's go! Let's go!" Qian Yueping looked back at Zi Yue, who was as terrifying as the god of death, and got into the car without looking back. A group of boys behind him also followed obediently, the engine started, and the big truck disappeared without a trace.
No trace.
Two minutes later, a police car roared over and stopped at the door of the construction site.
In fact, Yang Mingyuan's car had arrived long ago, and he stood on the slope near the construction site and watched until Fang Ming took control of the situation.
"Bureau Yang, this money gang should have been dealt with a long time ago!" Zhang Hu, the criminal investigation captain, was faintly angry.
"Xiao Zhang, Qian Yueping is Wen Baoguo's brother-in-law. I would have dealt with him long ago. Don't think that the police can do anything. In this magical land of China, many things are about seeking harmony."
Harmony? Zhang Hu smiled helplessly, and he sighed and got out of the car.
"Hello, Uncle Yang!" Fang Ming dropped the watermelon knife, took out a packet of Chinese food from his suit pocket and handed it over.
Yang Mingyuan and Zhang Hu each took one and started smoking it unceremoniously. Fang Ming also smoked with them. None of the three men said anything.
Yang Mingyuan finished smoking, raised his head and said, "Let's talk in your room!"
Fang Ming opened a clean room and invited the two of them in. Yang Mingyuan glared at a pair of children and hummed, "You guys can come in too."
Yang Xiu lowered her head and pulled her brother in. She had already been prepared to be criticized. In order to avoid being passive, Yang Xiu took the initiative and said: "Dad, I was wrong!"
"Wrong?" Yang Mingyuan smiled unexpectedly. He punched Yang Xiu on the shoulder, causing her to take two steps back: "Yang Xiu, what do I usually teach you? I just cut two people. How big is that?"
There's something to do. Go and sit down for me!"
Zhang Hu on the side was stunned. He had heard that the director was a soldier and had a rough temperament, but this kind of education method still opened his eyes.
Hey, if I had known that my father would say this, it would be a waste of time to pretend to be well-behaved. Yang Xiu felt so happy that she pulled her brother to sit down opposite her.
"Fang Ming, how do you solve this matter?" Yang Mingyuan asked straightforwardly.
Director Yang doesn't mince words when he speaks, and he is really a good man. Fang Ming's feelings for him increased: "Director Yang, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. But you have seen how arrogant the Money Gang is. My thoughts
That is, destroy him!"
The last three words simply popped out from between the teeth, sparkling and full of heroism.
"Fang Ming, you have to understand that you are not a gangster!" Yang Mingyuan tapped his fingers on the table.
"Of course I am not a gangster, but this society is very gangster. I do business honestly and don't want to provoke anyone, but there are always people who want to provoke me. I have thought about it, and if I want to have fun, I will do it!"
"How are you playing?" Yang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and praised secretly in his heart, with a calm expression on his face: "How are you playing? Do you want Uncle Yang to play with you?"
The Yang siblings looked at each other and asked, "What's wrong with dad today? Why is he so explosive? He's the ultimate spicy dad!"
Fang Ming looked at Yang Xiu and said gratefully: "Thank you, Uncle Yang, for taking care of me. This is my own business and I will handle it myself!"
What a good boy, with such a character, Yang Mingyuan stopped talking. He stood up and said: "Fang Ming, Qian Yueping is Wen Baoguo's brother-in-law. You think about it. If you are not sure, you can come to me at any time, as long as I am still the director of public security.
On location!”
Yang Mingyuan's words were more effective than anything else. Fang Ming cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Yang!"
Yang Mingyuan glanced at Yang Xiu meaningfully, opened the door and left without saying anything.
Fang Ming and the Yang siblings were the only two people left in the room. Fang Ming looked at the two siblings and said, "Yang Hua, Yang Xiu, you guys have to think about it. It's not too late to quit the Tianming Gang now. I don't want to hurt you."
"Brother-in-law, we are all a family, why should we be involved?"
The word "brother-in-law" was what Yang Hua said to Yang Xiu in private. When he said it so blatantly, Yang Xiu couldn't bear it: "Yang Hua, what are you making fun of?"
"Sister, you obviously like her so much but you won't admit it." Yang Hua rolled his eyes at the elder sister and said seriously to Fang Ming: "Fang Ming, I am just a sister, so I leave it to you, you can do whatever you want----
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"Bang!" Yang Xiu kicked up, and Yang Hua rolled out quickly, shouting: "Sister, if you do something good, forget about me. I hate you----!"