The bright moon and the stars are very beautiful.

It's winter, it's cold, it's bleak.

Shang Yang walked out of the door of the Xuanhuayuan Hotel, stood on the steps, and looked at a Bentley parked directly below, just mentioned, compared to Rolls-Royce: everything must be perfect, to achieve the best of the existing one, better and better, if there is no best, design the best by yourself, and Maybach: customer demand is all the concept of car manufacturing.

He prefers Bentley: the idea of building a car that is fast and good, the best in its class.

Because he doesn't want to be too arrogant, he doesn't want to be too humble, it's okay to be outstanding.

Also the same as his character.

In fact, sometimes, thinking about things often only needs to be the other way around, if it wasn't for Li Long today, what would have happened to me?

The other party wants to kill himself, and he also pays attention to the influence of a fart, in layman's terms, the rich man wants to set up a stick in the provincial capital, yes, but he wants to use his own authority, no!

He walked slowly down the steps, and the driver standing next to him raised his hand to open the door.

He sat inside.

The vehicle started slowly, walked out of the parking lot illuminated by the brilliant lights of Xuanhua Garden, drove on the main road of Yongcheng, and went straight to the location of the rich man, at first it was just a Bentley, but it was less than two kilometers, followed by a few Toyotas, walked out of about five kilometers, and followed by a few Toyota cars, when it was about to enter the road in front of the Qianlong Pond, it followed a few more until it was on the road, and there were already twenty Toyota cars with double flashes behind them.

He wants to push the rich, and he definitely can't do it alone.

No matter how high Li Long's kung fu is, it is impossible to smash the casino with his bare hands.

No matter how wise Feng Xuanyin is, it is impossible for him to rely on his mind to break up the casino.

People are borrowed, borrowed from Huating KTV boss Ajiao, this old cannon in the provincial capital No. 1, there are no weak soldiers under his hands, even at the gate of Huating, they have not been able to put Shang Yang down, but it cannot be denied that these people picked up pickaxes to make a tiger.

The convoy moved forward on a winding mountain road, with a length of more than 100 meters before and after.

If you look at it from a bird's eye view, it looks like a huge worm, with each leg shining, crawling towards the rich man step by step.

Wei Ping's slashing of Shang Yang caused a lot of trouble.

And Shang Yang's movement tonight was even more noisy.

Even if others don't want to know about such a battle, they must know that countless pairs of eyes are staring at it from top to bottom in the provincial capital.

"Hehe..."

Wang Xiyu sat comfortably on the office chair, with a treacherous smile similar to that of Peking Opera Hua Dan when she succeeded, she wished that the rich man and Shang Yang would do it, the more intense the fight, the better, it was best to kill one, the more intense they fought, the safer Shang Tian was, after all, he and the rich man still had a cooperative relationship, and he didn't need to tear his face with himself.

"The rich man who has been circulating for many years, the young and vigorous little calf, who is superior and who is inferior?"

Zhao Suxian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her shoulders crossed, she didn't have a bottom in her heart, she worked hard in the provincial capital more than 20 years ago, and many big people grew up from that time, but there was no such "big tycoon" Where is he, is he a dragon or a tiger?

"Keep an eye on people"

Wang Heng nodded: "Yes"

"In the entire provincial capital, only Shang Yang, a desperate guy, dares to provoke this mysterious existence"

"He may be holding his breath in his heart, he was slapped by Shang Tian at the beginning, and today he was almost beaten to death, and if he comes forward again, he will be a real gnawing old man"

"But is it wise for him to do this? This is to further push the rich man into Wang Xiyu's camp, and when the time comes, don't say it's him, even his mother will be anxious."

"It depends on the situation, it will be even more interesting to dig out the background of the rich man!"

The provincial council was full of discussions and full attention.

And Shang Yang had already arrived at this remote door.

The door was pitch black, still the cement road with no street lights, potholes, and black and inky mountains and forests on both sides, silent, lifeless, and looking ahead without sadness or joy in his eyes.

Two men walked down from the rear Toyota car, holding a charging cutter in their hands, ran quickly to the iron door, started the cutter, and cut down on the folds on both sides of the door.

"Squeak"

The screeching sound of the cutter cutting through the iron pipe shook the night.

The sparks from the collision with each other slowly fell like meteors and disappeared in a flash.

It took ten minutes.

"Bang"

The whole iron gate was pushed horizontally, two people dragged the iron gate to the side, there was no obstruction in front, the convoy slowly marched towards the mountain, the road became darker and darker, and the slopes on both sides seemed to be unfathomable, as if there was a fierce beast hidden inside, it was opening its bloody mouth and was about to rush down at any time.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and I arrived at this small two-story building inlaid with white tiles again.

The building was brightly lit, the two iron cages in front of the building were still there, the tiger was pacing back and forth restlessly, and the black bear was sitting in an iron cage with its teeth that was as thick as a child's wrist.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Twenty cars came to a halt.

The doors popped open at the same time.

Twenty cars, one hundred people, all got out of the car, with white hands in their hands, carrying a pickaxe one meter and two meters long, and quickly gathered at the door of the two-story building.

"Click"

Shang Yang, who was sitting in the car, lit a cigarette, and the orange-red fire light emitted by the lighter illuminated him, and his face, which had long been determined, took a puff of cigarette, and the bright light emitted made his eyes colder than this winter day.

Fight, not afraid.

Rush, and not afraid.

But the terrain here is relatively unique, the designers who built this bomb shelter have passed away, and few people know the design drawings, judging from the entry into the casino that day, the way down can be passed by at most two people, and the efficiency is too slow.

So he's not in a hurry.

There's so much you can accomplish in one night.

Wei Ping, who was pushed to the forefront, was just a clown.

The root of the problem lies in Wei Lai, who is sitting in the casino, to see if he wants to come out.

Take a puff, spit out, and wait in silence.

Meanwhile.

Wei Lai stood in the monitoring room, his face was dark, his eyes were numb, he had experienced a lot of winds and waves, he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he was also holding a cigarette roll, smoking one by one, and the dense crowd on the surveillance video already represented Shang Yang's determination.

From that day at the casino.

He knew that Shang Wuye's illegitimate son was a ruthless character to the bones, with 20,000 yuan, he didn't stop winning 200 million, he was called greedy, but he wanted to use 150 billion to 100 billion, this is not top, but calm to the point of outrageous.

He has been dormant in the provincial capital for so many years.

I've seen the fall of a once dazzling superstar.

I have seen the grassroots seize the opportunity to rise rapidly.

There are also heroes like Shang Wuye.

I've seen a lot of joys and sorrows, ups and downs, but now, all of a sudden, I don't know what to do.

"Hit?"

"Don't fight?"

"Looking for Wang Xiyu?"

"Tell me everything?"

Countless thoughts surged in his heart, what should he do?

Shang Yang took one last puff of cigarette, lowered the window and threw the cigarette butt out of the window, just at the moment when the cigarette butt hit the ground.

A dozen men in the first row quickly stepped forward.

"Roar"

The tiger roared, even more uneasy.

"Click"

The black bear slapped the cage, which shocked the earth.

These dozen or so people didn't care about the beasts on both sides, and walked straight into the building, smashing things when they encountered them, and flying up with pickaxes.

"Click"

"Bang la la"

TV, mirror, fish tank.

Everything that can be smashed will become waste in the blink of an eye, they are like termites, gnawing at the building with a fast speed, the period becomes a ruin in the shortest possible time, the family of three is not there, the building is empty, rushing into the bedroom, the wooden cabinet door is not removed in a few clicks, all the things inside are taken out, and after a while, the entire wooden cabinet is dismantled, hidden behind, the door to the underground casino, is also exposed to everyone's vision.

Bursts of cool air rolled.

Heat waves are emerging.

Looking down, I didn't see anyone, but the more I did, the more mysterious it became.

They didn't go down, but waited for further instructions from Shang Yang.

Shang Yang looked at his watch in the car, silently calculating the time.

Wei Lai stood in front of the surveillance, watching the curtain that he had carefully operated for many years being smashed beyond recognition, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice, this is not only his own business, but also his own home, his own pride, how can he be trampled on casually?

His lips trembled, and he finally said two words: "Assemble!"

"Bang la la"

As soon as he gave the order, he began to tremble violently when he saw that the air-raid shelter was designed to accommodate 10,000 people at the same time for half a month and hollow out half of a mountain.

If there is a clairing eye.

You can see the whole bomb shelter.

From the top floor to the bottom of the bath, all people come out.

The restaurant is out of the house.

The pantry is out of people.

The one-room chess/card room on the second floor is out of the house.

The lounge is also crowded.

They had serious faces, all dressed in the uniforms of the rich, and drew their weapons from under the bed, from the cutting board, from the vegetable cellar, from under the gambling table, and walked quickly towards the entrance, and in just five minutes, densely packed, like ants, gathered at the entrance, they looked up from the entrance, and treated each other coldly.

Shang Yang's people looked down from above, their eyes wide with anger.

There are detours, and you can't see it.

But they can all see each other's expressions and hear each other's heartbeats.

Time seems to stand still, and every second counts as a breathtaking.

"Da"

Shang Yang finally raised his hand and pushed the car window, stepped on the ground, stepped off the car, stood up completely, looked at the camera leaning out of the stairs, lit up with red light, smiled disdainfully, passed through the crowd, and stepped forward.

"Bang la la"

As soon as he moved, more than eighty strong men from behind him followed.

Wei looked at Shang Yang's clear smile in the picture, gritted his teeth, and watched him walk through the door and walk straight to the bedroom door.

"Whew..."

Chang let out a breath and read two words in his mouth: "Crazy!"