Although it was already early in the morning, there were top luxury cars such as Bentley and Rolls-Royce driving into the venue of the Beijiang Business Alliance.

A middle-aged man with an extraordinary momentum got out of the car, and they hurried straight to the conference room.

Zhao Tianyang, the head of the Zhao family, and Mo Qingsong, the leader of the Qingyang Gang, sat on the top seat, and the patriarchs of the other five major families were on both sides.

The atmosphere in the conference room was extremely oppressive, almost breathless.

Zhao Tianyang was the first to break the silence: "Turn on the projector." ”

The staff immediately turned on the projector, and a young man and a teenager appeared on the screen, each occupying half of the screen.

There is a scar on the young man's eyebrows, which is Chen Feng who has returned, and the young man is Chen Feng six years ago, dressed as a student.

Of the two, one is mature and unruly, and the other is immature and a little cowardly.

But if you look closely, you can still see some similarities between the two appearances.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what can you see when you look at these two people?" Zhao Tianyang said.

"That young man is Chen Zhenguo's son Chen Feng, and although the appearance of the other young man has changed, he has the shadow of a young man. ”

"In this way, it is very likely that the only son of the Chen family six years ago did not die?!"

"President Zhao, Chen Feng is really not dead?"

Everyone talked one after another, their tone was solemn, and their hearts were nervous.

Zhao Tianyang stood up and said gloomily:

"Chen Zhenguo's only son, Chen Feng, not only did not die, but he also had an amazing adventure!

Qian Hesheng and Qian Zihao of the Qian family are estimated to have died at his hands.

A few days ago, Chen Feng caused my son Zhao Gou to be arrested and slapped my daughter in public, causing me to lose face.

Tonight, he also crippled Wu Kun, Sun Yihe, the leader of the Qingyang Gang, and hundreds of brothers.

Chen Feng is back to Beijiang and is looking for us to take revenge!"

"President Zhao, what should we do then?"

"Gang Master Mo, do you have a way to deal with this son?"

The patriarchs of the remaining five major families nervously asked Zhao Tianyang and Mo Qingsong.

Mo Qingsong had a dark face and did not speak.

He had learned from Sun Yihe, who was sent to the hospital, that Jiang Long, the helmsman of the Beijiang branch of Longtang, had a very good relationship with Chen Feng.

Tonight, Jiang Long helped Chen Feng come out and interrupted Sun Yihe and others.

Although, the Qingyang Gang was rampant in Beijiang, but that was when Longtang did not make a move, and if it faced Longtang, the Qingyang Gang had no chance of winning.

Zhao Tianyang said in a solemn tone: "The current Chen Feng has broken out of the cocoon and turned into a butterfly, and no one can control it in Beijiang!"

"So what are we going to do, wait for death?"

"Do we have to be like the Qian family......"

The crowd panicked.

Zhao Tianyang said coldly:

"Back then, it was not only the seven families of our Beijiang Business Alliance that slaughtered the Chen family, but also a group of martial arts masters and that big man sword attendant.

Although I can't contact the sword attendants, I can still contact those martial arts masters.

No matter how powerful Chen Feng is, in front of those masters, it is not worth mentioning. I'll visit them early tomorrow morning. ”

"Yes, those masters definitely don't want to see Chen Feng alive. ”

"Then there is President Lao Zhao. ”

The crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief.

......

Chen Feng didn't know that a storm was coming against him.

At this moment, he and He Junjie were skewering, drinking beer, and chatting about the old past.

Talking and laughing, Chen Feng suddenly returned to the carefree high school days.

They talked about which girl in the class was beautiful, who became an official, who became a big boss, and so on.

The skewers are still the same as they were six years ago, and people are old people.

Uncle Ke and Aunt Ke were grilling skewers while nervously paying attention to the situation outside the store.

Although they heard He Junjie say that Chen Feng was very powerful and there was no need to be afraid of the people of the Qingyang Gang, the two were still nervous.

Uncle Ke and Aunt Ke, as ordinary people, are often used to being bullied by the people of the Qingyang Gang, and the other party is so powerful that they don't dare to confront them at all.

The two didn't want anything to happen to Chen Feng.

After all, tonight Chen Feng was the Qingyang Gang who stood up for them and ran away to collect protection money.

......

At this moment, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked young man who was beaten away by Chen Feng was making a phone call, and this was already the ninth call he had made to Sun Yihe.

Eight links in front, the other party did not answer.

The sharp-beaked monkey-gilled young man occupies the relationship between the Qingyang Gang in the area of Beijiang No. 1 Middle School, and he is rampant, no one dares to provoke him, and he is used to being the king and hegemon.

Tonight, he and his brothers were violently beaten by Chen Feng, and naturally they were full of resentment and decided to get back to the field no matter what.

That's why he kept calling Sun Yihe.

"Hall Master Sun didn't know what was going on, why he didn't answer so many calls. ”

The sharp-billed monkey cheeks shouted angrily while listening to the beep sound coming from the phone.

He has a grudge against the lord who can't stay overnight, and he thinks that before dawn, he will beat Chen Feng into a dead dog.

Maybe it was Sun Yihe who heard the muttering of the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks, and the phone was finally connected.

"Hey, dead monkey, your mother is holding on, right, three watches in the middle of the night, phone calls one after another, your mother's ghost!"

Sun Yihyuk's angry voice came from the phone.

The sharp-beaked monkey cheeks hurriedly pretended to be pitiful and said, "Master Sun is angry, I have something to do, so I ......."

He cried to Hall Master Sun about how he and his brothers went to collect protection money and was beaten, and begged Master Sun to help him find a place no matter what.

"Special code, it's really bad luck today, who hit you?" Sun Yihe said angrily.

This is called a monkey, but his subordinates, his front foot was broken tonight and he was hospitalized, and his brother was beaten again, how could he not be angry.

However, when he heard the monkey's name, he stopped the fire.

The sharp-beaked monkey gills hurriedly fanned the flames and said:

"Hall Master Sun is a guy named Chen Feng. He also put down his words and said that if you want to die, go to him!

Hall Master Sun, this little beast is too arrogant, you must clean him up, otherwise, he will really be Hall Master Sun, you are a soft persimmon!"

"Shut up!"

Sun Yihe roared: "From now on, don't go to Beijiang No. 1 Middle School to collect protection money, and don't mess with this Chen Feng." ”

"Hall Master Sun, why?" the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man wondered.

"If you want to die young, go ahead! However, don't say that you are Lao Tzu's subordinate, and you will not be burdened by Lao Tzu!"

Sun Yihe put down a sentence and hung up the phone with a "click".

The sharp-beaked monkey's mobile phone was on speakerphone, and several yellow-haired youths heard the conversation between the two.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Boss, do we still have to go back to the field?" said a yellow-haired whisper.

The sharp-beaked monkey was nesting a fire in his belly, and he raised his hand and gave the yellow hair a slap, and scolded:

"Looking for your sister's field, didn't you hear what Hall Master Sun said?!"

With that, he strode forward.