Pang Jindong stretched out his hand to Ye Menghan: "Come with me!"

Ye Menghan didn't hesitate to hold the outstretched hand and let Pang Jindong pull himself up from the ground.

It's just that when the skin of the two people came into contact with each other, Ye Menghan suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

Ye Menghan lowered his head and followed behind Pang Jindong, and after walking out of the bungalow, he asked cautiously: "Next...... Where are you going?"

"Send you home!" After Ye Menghan stood up, Pang Jindong should have let go, but the silky and delicate soft water felt too wonderful in his hand, making Pang Jindong unwilling to let go like this.

Ye Menghan didn't withdraw his hand from Pang Jindong, but his heart began to beat faster and faster, just like the common description in many novels, as if there was a deer crashing.

Pang Jindong walked to the monkey and saw this unlucky guy rolling on the ground, but he was never able to break free.

Blood gushed from his shoulders and spilled everywhere to mix with the dust on the ground.

Pang Jindong stretched out a hand and grabbed the monkey's collar, and then dragged it towards the Rolls-Royce, as if it were nothing.

"What are you going to do with him?" Seeing the monkey's tragic condition, Ye Menghan originally felt a trace of pity, but when he thought of how these people had treated him before, he couldn't wait to kill them all with his own hands.

"I didn't call the police, and I don't plan to hand him over to the police......" Pang Jindong looked at the monkey with disdain, and said to Ye Menghan: "I plan to hand over the aftermath of the whole matter to my father, I believe he will handle it well!"

Ye Menghan asked strangely, "Do you know my father?"

"I don't know, I've never even heard of it!" Pang Jindong shook his head: "But I saw the way the police heard your father's name that day, just like an old hen saw a weasel, so I believe that your father is a very powerful person, and it shouldn't be a problem to deal with such a thing!"

Ye Menghan was amused by these words, and temporarily forgot all his previous fears.

Pang Jindong thought that the whole thing was over, but when he returned to the car, he was stunned.

Because the thin man was not dead, he woke up when Pang Jindong rescued Ye Menghan, picked up the gun from the ground and held Leng Yu hostage.

"you!" The thin man was covered in blood, and his bloodshot eyes looked at Pang Jindong with hatred, and scolded viciously: "Where the hell did you come from?"

Pang Jindong's answer was very philosophical: "I've come from everywhere!"

The thin man's body leaned against the front cover of the Lamborghini, obviously due to excessive blood loss, but he did not show a trace of weakness, but instead doubled his madness.

He hid behind Leng Yu, aimed his gun at Leng Yu's temple, and asked with a rough breath, "Why meddle?"

Pang Jindong didn't answer the thin man, but turned to the monkey and said, "Look at your accomplices, how fierce they are, you have to study hard!" Then, Pang Jindong asked Leng Yu with concern: "Are you okay?"

Leng Yu's face was not bloody, pale as a steamed bun with bleached powder, and his dull eyes looked ahead. It wasn't until she saw Pang Jindong come back that her eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope.

"It's okay......" Leng Yu nodded in a smug voice.

"Aren't you hurt?"

"No ......"

"That's good......"

"Don't talk nonsense in that way!" The thin man saw that he was left out in the cold, and his pride was somewhat affected, and after opening the safety of the gun, he warned: "Answer my question immediately, or I will shoot!"

Pang Jindong impatiently rebuked the thin man: "Don't you see us talking? Interrupting others is a very impolite behavior, didn't your teacher talk about it when you went to school? Even if you didn't go to school, your parents should always teach you, right? Even if your parents died early and have been in society for so many years, don't you have any consciousness at all?"

Although the thin man had already seen Pang Jindong's courage, he didn't expect Pang Jindong to be very humorous: "You...... What do you say?"

"I mean, no matter what you do, just wait a while!" Pang Jindong then let out a long sigh and said to Leng Yu with a little apology: "I'm sorry, I was too negligent, I should check if this kid is really dead, and then go to do something else!"

Leng Yu almost cried when he heard this: "It's good to know that mistakes can be corrected......"

"I'm too confident in my marksmanship, but now it seems that I'm a lot more rusty......" Pang Jindong shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "After all, I have been retired for a long time, and I shouldn't do these things anymore!"

"Retirement?" Leng Yu didn't understand the meaning of Pang Jindong's words, and felt a little surprised: "Aren't you still a security guard now?"

"Security guard, you say he's a security guard?" The thin man almost exploded his lungs when he heard this, and roared at Pang Jindong: "Why are you a security guard?"

Pang Jindong shrugged his shoulders again: "Make a cameo occasionally!"

"We lost in the hands of a security guard......" The thin man heard Pang Jindong's words just now, and was stunned on the spot and didn't know what to do or say, and when he heard this, he immediately gritted his teeth and gurgled like he was about to go crazy.

He was obviously hit by Pang Jindong's identity, and the failure itself did not have such a big impact on him.

But soon, he found a suspicious point: "Why does the security guard have such marksmanship and skills?"

"There aren't so many whys!" Pang Jindong slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, but he didn't aim at anyone: "The only important thing is that, just like what this lady just said, you can change it, and it's a great thing to be good!"

"I'm going to shoot!" the thin man roared, and the gun-wielding hand increased at the same time.

There were bursts of pain from the place where the cold rain had been pressed against the barrel of the gun, almost destroying one's sanity with intense fear.

She looked at the gun in Pang Jindong's hand in horror, and shouted with a crying voice: "Are you crazy?"

When the barrel of the gun just touched the temple, it brought a cold and piercing feeling, but at this moment, the body temperature of the cold rain had warmed the barrel, making the metal object also exude temperature.

In despair, Leng Yu suddenly had a realization that if people could use their bodies and minds to warm cold weapons, maybe there would not be so many wars and crimes in this world.

Pang Jindong knew that Leng Yu's psychology could not bear the situation in front of him, so he slowly put down the gun and let out a long sigh.

At the same time.

Diao Yupeng replied dejectedly, threw his schoolbag on the sofa in the living room, and then sat heavily on the other side of the sofa, looking at the coffee table in front of him in a daze with dull eyes.

"Son, what's wrong?" Diao Yupeng's father was reading the newspaper, and when he saw his son's sullen appearance, he closed the newspaper and put it aside, and asked with concern: "You seem to have something on your mind recently!"

"It's nothing ......," Diao Yupeng said, biting his lip and continuing to look at the coffee table in a daze.

"Don't forget that I'm your father, you can't hide anything from me!" Diao Yupeng's father smiled proudly, and then said: "No matter what happens, say it straightforwardly, Dad can help you settle it!"

Diao Yupeng looked at his father, and suddenly he was full of confidence and told all the truth of the matter.

When my father heard this, he laughed: "That's what happened, what's the big deal!"

When Diao Yupeng heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the haze that had accumulated in his heart for a few days was swept away: "Is it really okay?"

"Son, don't forget, we have money, and we can settle a problem with money!" The "respectable" father walked over, sat down slowly, patted his son on the shoulder, and said: "What is school for? Of course, it is to make money! As long as we give them enough money, will they dare not let us go to school?"

"But in case that stinky security guard calls the police......"

"If that stinky security guard could call the police, I'm afraid the police would have come to the door a long time ago!" The father waved his hand, and his tone was extremely relaxed: "Besides, he has no evidence to call the police? Even if he calls the police, will the police take care of him as a stinky security guard?"

Diao Yupeng nodded thoughtfully: "That's right!"

"He Guowen, director of the Municipal Bureau, and I are good friends, even if there is really something, I will not be able to inform him!"

"Oh!" This conversation with his father made Diao Yupeng not only regain confidence, but also be a little excited: "If I knew that I would have killed him!"

"Yes, you must not be soft on your enemies!" the father laughed proudly twice and asked, "By the way, what is the name of that security guard?"

"It's called Pang Jindong......"

When his father heard this, he immediately interrupted Diao Yupeng's words: "Is it from the Blood Lion Legion?"

"Yes!" Diao Yupeng nodded and asked strangely, "Do you know him?"

Diao Yupeng's father did not answer, but stood up and walked back and forth in the living room, and after a while sat back on the sofa, still not saying a word.

If Pang Jindong was present at this time, he would find out that he knew Diao Yupeng's father, and he was the businessman surnamed Wang who was talking nonsense in front of He Guowen when the Blood Lion Legion Security Company opened.

Diao Yupeng's parents divorced a long time ago, and Diao Yupeng was sentenced by the court to his mother to be raised.

Diao Yupeng's mother hated her ex-husband, so she changed Diao Yupeng to her surname, which means that Diao Yupeng was originally called Wang Yupeng.

After his mother passed away a few years ago, Diao Yupeng returned to his father's side, because Diao Yupeng was already an adult in law, and changing his surname involved many things, so the troublesome businessman surnamed Wang did not change Diao Yupeng back to his surname Wang.

As the saying goes, "if there is a father, there must be a son", Diao Yupeng did not receive much good influence on his mother, but he inherited all his father's vices over the years of living with his father.

Diao Yupeng's arrogance and high-profile in school, as well as the kind of flaunting of wealth, came from his father's words and deeds.

The businessman surnamed Wang is still a little clever, otherwise it would be impossible to become a nouveau riche.

After attending the opening ceremony of the Blood Lion Legion, he was attacked and beaten by unknown people, and soon thought that it might be related to his own nonsense.

The businessman surnamed Wang called the police afterwards, but the police ignored the case, and there was only one statement from beginning to end, that is, the suspect could not be found.

The businessman surnamed Wang recalled that when he was making a big fuss, He Guowen's somewhat strange expression, and he faintly realized that Pang Jindong had a strong background and background.

Diao Yupeng didn't know about Pang Jindong's past with his father, but his father suddenly remembered something else, and what his father didn't know was that their home was now surrounded by groups.

Surrounding Diao Yupeng's house were more than 30 Kokang Republican troops dressed in civilian clothes, led by Pang Wushuang, who had just returned from Changqing Mountain.

After Pang Wushuang arrived at Changqing Mountain, she immediately cried to her grandfather that she had been bullied, and in order to prevent her grandfather from being dissatisfied with Pang Jindong, she also specially stated that Pang Jindong did not know at all.

Pang Wenlan, who doted on his granddaughter like a pearl in his palm, was furious when he heard this, and immediately assigned Yang Jiawei to bring a group of people to Pang Wushuang's full command, vowing to let out this evil breath.

Pang Wushuang didn't stay much in Changqing Mountain before returning to China with Yang Jiawei and others, and through the network of the Kokang Republican Army in China, he accurately learned the whole situation of Diao Yupeng's family.

Pang Wushuang, who had dreamed of revenge, didn't even have time to sue Pang Jindong, so he led the men and horses to surround Diao Yupeng's house, looking at this luxurious but somewhat tacky villa with full anger.

After a while, Pang Wushuang hooked his finger at Yang Jiawei, and the guy who was hanging immediately ran over and asked with a smile: "Miss Wushuang, what are your orders?"

Pang Wushuang categorically spit out two words: "Do it!"

Yang Jiawei looked at his watch: "It's a little too early, right?"

"What's the difference between waiting until midnight and doing it now? If someone wants to be nosy, they can crawl out of the bed when they fall asleep!" Pang Wushuang snorted lightly and urged, "I can't wait!"

Yang Jiawei nodded, and snapped his fingers at the Kokang Republican Army soldiers around him, who immediately took out their guns from the travel bags they were carrying behind them, and all of them aimed their guns at the villa.

Yang Jiawei got more than a dozen guns through the Internet, and because Pang Wushuang insisted on the brutal execution of Diao Yupeng, the role of the guns was only to deter, so these guns were all shotguns.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Yang Jiawei snapped his fingers again, and the sound of intensive shooting and bullets hitting various objects was immediately heard around him.

Some fighters fired at the gates of the villa, while others shot at the interior of the villa from a high vantage point.

After a while, Diao Yupeng's house was surrounded by a cloud of gunsmoke, which looked like a Taoist temple with flourishing incense.