Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 68 Conflict
Old house, main room.

At this moment, all the children of Yang's Second Household who can still breathe have gathered here.

Everyone was bloody and everyone was wounded.

At this moment, they did not continue to resist with the help of the main room, but stood outside the door supporting each other.Gathered behind a grand master's chair that was placed squarely at the door of the main room.

The two parties of Shudao Logistics and Tianfu Heavy Industry are like two distinct tides of different colors, spreading from the east and west sides to the front of the steps.

Facing the densely packed gunpoints in front of him, Yang Huchou remained motionless, sitting in the chair with his eyes closed, like a sleepy tiger.

The crowd wearing the black uniform of the Shu Road Logistics Security Department suddenly spread to the left and right, and Gu Yong walked out slowly with a smile on his face.

Gu Jia in military uniform followed closely behind him, his eyes fixed on a young man in Confucian shirt beside Yang Huchou from beginning to end.

The young man has a handsome face and a tall and straight figure, holding a scroll respectfully with both hands.

"Disciple Gu Yong, met Yang Xiancheng."

With a sincere expression, Gu Yong cupped his hands and saluted the old man as a Confucian disciple.

"It's been a long time since I stepped down as the county magistrate of Mianzhou, and no one has called the old man that way."

Yang Huchou raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a gap, and looked Gu Yong up and down without any scruples.

"You are the person at the helm of Shudao Logistics that the Gu family has put in these past few years? Shudao Logistics has done a pretty good business in your hands in recent years."

Seeing that Yang Huchou dared to talk to his young master in such a tone as an elder commenting on a junior, Gu Jia's expression darkened immediately, and he was about to yell at him, but Gu Yong raised his hand to stop him.

"It is a great honor to receive such an evaluation from Yang Xiancheng."

Seeing that Gu Yong still looked calm and breezy, Yang Huchou's eyes flickered with surprise.

"Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, it has a bit of the character of my generation of scholars."

Gu Yong smiled slightly, and was about to cup his hands to thank him, when he heard a sharp and mean voice from beside him.

"What kind of Longmen array are you setting up? If you say that Yang Huchou is not surprised by favor or disgrace, I still believe that he is also worthy of Gu Yong?
"If you point so many guns at him, don't you think he will be surprised!"

Gu Yong's waist that had just bent down suddenly froze, and his face suddenly became gloomy and ugly.

Without turning his head, he knew who was speaking.

The only person who dares to refute his face like this is that old dog who acts recklessly, Wu Jinfeng!

Sure enough, Wu Jinfeng, who was dressed in a brocade robe, stood out from the crowd, his thin cheeks were full of mockery.

"Gu Yong, you have so many lives on your hands as the second wife of the Yang family, and now you still have the face to say these flattering words here?"

"Should I praise you for your good acting, or should I praise you for being thick-skinned?!"

As soon as the sarcastic words fell, a swift and violent wind suddenly blew towards Wu Jinfeng from the front of the steps!
Zheng!
A pair of fists collided blatantly just an inch in front of them, and the sound of the explosion was like a sharp weapon chopping.

If this scene were placed in front of ordinary people, it would be enough to scare people to death.

But Wu Jinfeng didn't realize it, he still stood straight on the spot, looking straight at Yang Huchou.

"Yang Huchou, you, the patriarch of a gentry branch, dared to fight against the two big clans for the sake of the family's reputation, and led such a group of young family children to fight with us until now. I, Wu Jinfeng, admire you for your backbone!"

The turbulent fist wind in front of him made the corners of the brocade robe crackle, but Wu Jinfeng's voice didn't even have any unusual ups and downs.

"But I also have a question for you, how many people can die in your Yang family's second wife? Ten? Or twenty?"

It was another extremely fierce change of punches.

Gu Jia flew back and landed next to Gu Yong again, with his right hand behind his back, trembling slightly.

A man with an ordinary face appeared beside Wu Jinfeng, his deep-set eye sockets were like sharp eyes.

This face is unforgettable to Gu Jia, and it is his mortal enemy who has been fighting with him for many years.

The person in charge of Tianfu Heavy Industry's Operations Division, the director of the first division, Shi Chengfeng.

Wu Jinfeng's voice was sonorous and resounding, "If you don't have any, give me Yang Zhan's brain tissue slices! With Tianfu Heavy Industry's credit guarantee, I will give you Yang's second wife and family."

"The whole Shu region said that there was an old dog named Wu in Tianfu Heavy Industry. He went crazy and even his master Wu Gong couldn't stop him. Seeing him today really lived up to his reputation. He was indeed crazy enough."

Yang Huchou said with a half-smile, "Old Dog Wu, if I give you something, can you hold it securely? There are so many wolves around, I'm afraid you can't be stopped by a single dog."

Wu Jinfeng narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to worry about that."

"I don't need to worry about it, but you can't treat one person more favorably than another."

Yang Huchou shook his head and smiled, and slowly stood up from the teacher's chair.

"Everyone who watched the theater in secret, you have traveled thousands of miles to visit my Yang family, why don't you come out and show your face now?"

In the gloomy eyes of Gu Yong and Wu Jinfeng, several figures suddenly appeared in the corners of the eaves and walls that were originally empty.

The figures of these people vary in height, shortness, fatness and thinness, the only thing in common is that they use things to cover their faces.

There were only one or two that were not covered, and the exposed face was also stiff and handsome, and it was obvious at a glance that it was a temporary face change.

"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar. It's a pity that my Yang family is not well-off, so I couldn't entertain everyone well. From now on, I can only ask you to take care of yourself!"

Yang Huchou patted the shoulder of the young man in Confucianism shirt beside him, and bowed towards the surroundings.

"What you want is in this painting scroll. Whoever can protect me, Yang Huchou, the second wife's children, I, Yang Huchou, would like to give half of the legacy of my ancestors!"

"Today, I, Yang Huchou, keep my word. As long as you keep your promise, it's not robbery, it's a gift! You don't need to bear the slightest infamy."

"I'll see who dares!" Wu Jinfeng's back was slightly bent, his face showing a fierce look.

"Everyone hides, sneaks, and wants to fish in troubled waters? There are only a few people in the Chengdu prefecture who can use this brain tissue slice. First weigh whether you have the guts to grab it, and whether it will be useful!"

Gu Yong stood with his hands behind his back, glanced around, and warned: "Everyone, don't make mistakes!"

"Yizhou Gu, Yanzhou Wu, two third-class powerful dogs dare to speak in such a loud tone, aren't they afraid of slipping their tongues?"

"It makes sense. Yu Gong is the number one scholar of our Ming Empire, and Yu privately is the ancestor of someone else's Yang family. The Yang family has no objection. What qualifications do you have to stop us?"

"The destiny is impermanent, and so are the treasures. Only the virtuous can live there!"

"Whoever grabs it today will own it!"

Some high-pitched or low-pitched voices came from all directions, and for a while the entire front of the main house was like a busy city, extremely noisy.

Yang Huchou smiled with satisfaction at this scene, and Shi Shiran sat back in the grand master's chair.The young man in Confucian shirts was standing beside him holding the scroll, and there was no trace of fear on his childish face.

The other children of Yang's second house quietly retreated into the main house.

"A group of jumping clowns who don't know their identities."

Wu Jinfeng didn't have the bearing of a scholar, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and suddenly shouted sharply: "Shoot, shoot and kill!"

"Do it!" Gu Yong's voice sounded almost at the same time.

After a moment of silence, rapid and violent gunshots resounded through the entire Yang's old house again!

(End of this chapter)