Chapter 395 has been low-key for too long
saw Xia Yang Chengzu and Xia Yang Longxiang sisters and brothers.
A trace of doubt rose in Nianchen's heart.
What's happening today, how can there be a hint of weirdness?
The four of them came by car, and the speed was definitely not slow.
When they left, Xia Yang Longxiang and Xia Yang Chengzu had not yet appeared at the Penglai Inn.
Even if the two sisters and brothers set off at the same time as their own group.
I didn't come here so soon.
The most critical thing is.
Beside the two sisters and brothers, there were seven or eight burly men, as well as several girls of the same age as Xia Yang Longxiang.
Seven or eight big men, four of whom wore national costumes unique to the Kazan ethnic group.
The other four were in suits and leather collars, just like the bodyguards who had just been knocked down by Nianchen.
Two Iveco seven-seater vans were parked on the side of the road.
Obviously, the group had arrived by car.
Nian Chen looked at Xia Yang Chengzu and beckoned slightly: "Chengzu, come here!"
However, the two sisters and brothers only glanced at Nianchen and the others, then turned their heads away and ignored Nianchen's greeting.
"Huh......"
Nian Chen greeted the group of people with a face full of surprise.
Qiu Ming, Wei Yi, and Chen Shengnan also followed.
"Chengzu, Long Xiang, where are you going?"
Nian Chen stopped the crowd and asked lightly.
Four strong men dressed in Kazan costumes strode forward with unkind faces:
"Out-of-town boy, do you want to die?"
Qiu Ming hurriedly stepped forward:
"Don't get me wrong, brothers, we are friends with this sister and brother, and we have made an appointment to run something together. ”
"We've been waiting for them here!"
One of the four strong men apparently recognized Qiu Ming:
"Boss Qiu, I advise you not to do anything!"
"The two sisters and brothers are the patriarch who is personally speaking, let us bring them over, and discuss something with the two sisters and brothers!"
"And don't you forget...... This is an internal affair of our Kazan people!"
The strong man's tone was both a reminder and a threat.
In this ancient town of Mona, the most taboo thing is to interfere in the internal affairs of a certain ethnic group!
Qiu Ming hurriedly explained with a smile: "Brother misunderstood, how can we outsiders interfere with the affairs of the Kazan tribe......"
"Then you're not going to get out of the way?"
The strong man of the Kazan tribe suddenly roared.
Several other strong men also took a few steps forward with unkind faces.
Qiu Ming was also enraged.
His face sank suddenly, and he was about to go crazy.
However, Nian Chen grabbed Qiu Ming from the side:
"Cousin, don't be impatient. ”
"I'm curious about what the Kazan tribe has never cared about my brother's family, so what do you want to do with them now!"
Only then did Qiu Ming restrain the coldness on his face a little.
Nian Chen said to Xia Yang Chengzu:
"Boy, your father is an excellent hunter, you are his only heir, you have to show your courage...... Don't be afraid!"
"With a cauldron by your side, the sky can't fall!"
These words made Xia Yang Chengzu, who had been a little flickering in his eyes and didn't dare to look at the year, finally had a touch of brilliance in his eyes.
Looking at Nianchen, the boy nodded fiercely.
"Go ahead!"
Nian Chen waved his hand faintly.
Then he walked to the front of a row of bamboo chairs at the gate, sat down, and leaned back on the bamboo chair very lazily.
Such a move made a group of strong men obviously very unhappy.
A couple of fiery guys were about to rush forward.
was stopped by the strong man of the Kazan tribe who had just spoken:
"What's the hurry, send people to the patriarch first, we have time to do other things!"
These words, the Chinese language deliberately used by the strong men of the Kazan nationality, were obviously deliberately said to Nianchen and others.
A group of strong men stopped with a cold smile on their lips. Turning around, he waved to Xia Yang Longxiang's sister and brother and several young girls:
"What are you doing in a daze, don't you leave quickly!"
Xia Yang Longxiang glanced at several strong men in horror, and then looked at Nianchen, with an unconcealable sense of asking for help in his eyes.
Nian Chen threw a smile at the girl:
"Don't be afraid, Big Brother is always by your side!"
Xia Yang Longxiang nodded a little reassuringly.
A group of people pushed Xia Yang Longxiang's sister and brother and several young girls towards the door of the inn......
Seeing the actions of this group of people, Wei Yi and Chen Shengnan couldn't help but look at Xia Yang Chengzu's sister and brother worriedly.
"What are you nervous about, is there really a monster in this world that can devour life alive?"
Nian Chen's voice was cold, and then he looked at Qiu Ming:
"Cousin...... No, Qiu Daoyou, it seems that you Yanhuang are too low-key and excessive in this place!"
Qiu Ming was a little unsure of the meaning of Nianchen's words, and looked over suspiciously.
"This ancient town of Mona is also my Chinese land, not the territory of any force!"
"The day when they will be the king of the mountain should come to an end!"
Although Nianchen's voice is flat, it is difficult to hide a murderous intention!
Qiu Ming nodded abruptly:
"Nian Daoyou is right!"
"Our Yanhuang organization has indeed kept a low profile for too long, and it is too much!"
"So much so that many people think that we are weak and can be bullied!"
……
National Soul Inn, an antique room on the fourth floor.
It is a place that is forbidden for any traveler and outsider to set foot in.
Usually there are almost no people.
And yet now.
There are four figures of the author in the room.
The Kazan patriarch Mo Lin, who is now the mayor of the ancient town of Mona, did not sit on the main seat, but the guest chief on the right side.
Opposite Maureen was a man in his fifties.
He is the first gold medal director in China - Wang Zhelun.
Sitting next to Wang Zhelun was a man wearing a Tang costume.
The old man with a goatee and glasses looked like an ancient bookkeeper.
And the middle-aged man on the main throne is tall and mighty, and he is slightly blessed.
He was wearing a tunic and holding a cane inlaid with gold and jade.
Except for the bookkeeper who has been closing his eyes and sleeping all the time.
Mo Lin and Wang Zhelun occasionally looked at the eyes of the mighty middle-aged man, and they both looked very awe-inspired.
The mighty man looked at Wang Zhelun very plainly:
"Brother Wang, over the years, I have not hesitated to spend billions of dollars to make you the No. 1 gold medal director in China!"
"Any idea why you're doing this?"
Wang Zhelun hurriedly replied with a smile: "I know, Guo Ye, your biggest hobby in this life is to taste the most tender chicks in the world......"
"Wrong!"
The mighty man known as Guo Ye suddenly waved his hand.
"That's just a little fun in life, it's not worth mentioning!"
"Actually, the reason why you have been practicing for so many years is to be fully prepared for this new play!"
"Remember, it's not a play played by a male god of the whole people, I want ...... It's up to you to direct and make a real drama!"
"In this play, there are Miao Jiang Wu clans, and there are masters of various mysterious forces!"
"There are many unimaginable means for ordinary people, as well as fierce fights for life and death!"
"In short, this drama must not be played by me!"
Wang Zhelun showed a wry smile on his face:
"Guo Ye, you know, what I'm good at is just filming, that is, the kind that is released in the world of ordinary people!"
"But I'm afraid I'm ...... the scene you said."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"You don't have a choice!"
Guo Ye's voice was full of undoubted coldness!