Seeing that these people were clamoring and shouting, they were going to do it, Yue Mingchen hurriedly pulled those young masters aside.

"Can you stop participating in the peace, the person who beat me is Yang Xiaoji of the king company, and the investment of my father's company is all his, and the funds of several of your family companies are estimated to have other people's investment, what are you fighting?

The young masters who looked at each other were also full of confusion at this time.

Yang Xiaoji, the words of the king company, are like a boulder pressing on their bodies.

I really can't afford to provoke it.

If it is really like what Yue Mingchen said, their company's funds are all Yang Xiaoji's shares, if this fights and Yang Xiaoji withdraws, then they can still have a good life in the future?

Who knew that when they were talking here, Yong Niansi had already called Yang Xiaoji, and said that Yue Mingchen had found hundreds of people to make an appointment with him.

Yang Xiaoji only arrived at the door of the villa at that time, and said in his heart that this Yue Mingchen really didn't know whether to live or die.

Looking at Huacheng, how many people dare to load coins with him like this?

If you want to make an appointment, then make an appointment, and see what these people are capable of?

Yue Mingchen is still talking: "Do you know why Tian Ye is so miserable now? It was made by Yang Xiaoji, his father committed suicide, the mansion he lived in before, and his cosmetics company, are now all Yang Xiaoji's, do you think it's crazy to go with Yang Xiaoji with a bunch of big sticks?"

Speaking of this, Yong Niansi came over and said: "Young Master Yue, I have made an appointment with you in the place, Mr. Yang said, how many people let you call as many people, go to the park in the South District now!"

The most annoying thing is this eternal thought, he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Before they could say anything, the goods were busy for a long time.

Yue Mingchen was angry when he thought about it, and scolded when he opened his mouth: "Dating you, asking you to make an appointment, what do Lao Tzu do and still use you to arrange? You are so willing to fight, you go to fight!"

Yong Niansi smiled disdainfully and said: "Anyway, I have already brought Mr. Yang's words, whether you go or not you can do it yourself, but as far as I know, what Mr. Yang hates the most is that others play him, if you don't want to be a coward, then go to South District Park now, don't let Mr. Yang wait!"

That's all that has been said, can you still not go?

Even if it's not for a fight, it's okay to explain to Yang Xiaoji, say sorry, apologize or something.

On the other hand, if you don't go, it's really like Yong Niansi said, if Yang Xiaoji is angry, he can still have their good.

So after a few discussions, they finally decided to go to South District Park.

For the sake of face, these sons haven't told those subordinates what they are going to do this time.

Those subordinates thought they were going to fight in Southside Park.

The team came to the open grass in the middle of the South District Park.

However, the surroundings were empty, and there was not even a human figure.

Yue Mingchen thought that Yang Xiaoji would not come, so he began to load coins with Yong Niansi on the spot, and said with a smile: "Who is the coward now? We are here, what about Yang Xiaoji? Could it be that he is cowardly, and he has no courage to come?"

Yongniansi is also a little strange, this place is set by Yang Xiaoji, there is no reason not to come.

The other young masters were also excited, as long as Yang Xiaoji didn't appear, they could load coins as much as they wanted, and they didn't have to care about anything.

A young master even shouted: "Yang Xiaoji, come out, your grandfather and I are waiting for you here, are you so bold? Did you know that I was coming, and hid in your mother's arms in fright?"

In the midst of laughter, there was a sudden buzz all around.

Then, more than a dozen dazzling beams of light suddenly hit the faces of Yue Mingchen and the others from all sides.

Frightened, more than two dozen people, including heavily armed awls and furious fury, lined up neatly on both sides of the tank with anti-impact shields and impact weapons in their hands.

Seeing this scene, Yue Mingchen and those people were frightened.

It's all fights, but Yang Xiaoji is so professional on his side.

What is Yue Mingchen holding here?

Sticks, wine bottles, bricks, and a few with machetes.

Look at Yang Xiaoji's side, shields, impact guns, bulletproof vests, and explosion-proof helmets.

Let's not talk about the equipment, let's look at those tanks.

Especially that shock tank.

Yang Xiaoji personally controlled.

When the tank function is turned on, the front shield opens, and a mesh metal plate seven meters wide and two meters high stretches out directly inside.

The impact tank is used to impact the attacking crowd.

Yue Mingchen and the others, who were frightened, kept retreating, and they all ended up on a 'wall'.

When you come, there is no wall, huh?

Looking back, someone shouted on the spot: "My grass, what is this?"

Behind them was the Extended Shield Tank controlled by Mo Ling.

When the shield folded on both sides of the tank is fully opened, it is a super shield ten meters wide and five meters high, with a thickness of at least 10 centimeters.

In order to increase the impact resistance, after the shield is opened, the back bracket is immediately opened, and it is directly inserted into the ground, even if the real tank comes, don't even think about breaking through this shield.

Some people are like bypassing the shield, but this is simply not possible.

The awl was between the tanks, and they shouted: "Lay down your weapons, sit on the ground, and lay down your weapons!"

Yue Mingchen just looked left and right, and the dozens of them were completely surrounded.

Where are you here to fight, it's all here to be beaten.

Yang Xiaoji picked up the loudspeaker, and an empty and deafening voice sounded: "Yue Mingchen, aren't you going to make an appointment with me?"

Yue Mingchen hurriedly shouted: "Don't fight, don't fight, we're really not here to fight, it's a misunderstanding at night, I just want to come and say sorry to Mr. Yang, I really don't mean anything else!"

"Do you still hold machetes and bricks to apologize?" Yang Xiaoji saw it very clearly, saying that he was here to apologize, but it was better to say that he was here to load coins.

"I don't know them at all, Mr. Yang, how do you get them, I will never interfere, you just treat it as a fart and let it go!"

The other so-called young masters were not happy to listen, and one of them shouted: "Yue Mingchen, are you still human? It wasn't you who asked us to help you fight, and now you turn your face and don't recognize it, Mr. Yang, we were really called by him, and he said that you are nothing, and I want to seek revenge on you!"

Yang Xiaoji didn't need a shouter, he walked directly out of the tank, and said expressionlessly: "Yue Mingchen stays, the others will get out of me, don't let me see you again in the future!"

Those people were eager to leave, and the awl told someone to put away their shields, and these people rushed out of the park as if they had seen a ghost.