Chapter 56: Xianmen Senior Brother 16

An interesting soul cannot be missing limbs, and subscriptions to show affection cannot be abandoned halfway~ Yang Yan understood a little, and he changed his mind and advised: "If one day you stand at a height that he can't reach, he and Yang Wencai, and even that woman, must flatter you to survive, then will you be happier?"

"Of course!" Yang Wendong laughed when he thought of that scene, "When the time comes, the old man will not flatter me even if he wants to, and he will beg for food with his illegitimate child and mistress!"

"Then come and work with me!" Yang Yan said lightly, "Within five years, I will let you realize your dream."

Although Mr. Yang may not be around in two years, we should trick him first.

Yang Wendong turned his head suddenly, with an expression of "I'm still young, don't bluff me": "Brother, you're exaggerating too much! Although the old man's character is not very good, the strength of Yang's enterprise is still there."

"Now everyone is on an equal footing, you want to use five years to step on it, I'm afraid it's not a dream!"

"It's okay or not, it's not enough to say it," Yang Yan confidently curled the corner of his lips, "Why don't you come to my office to talk tomorrow?"

"Okay, brother, you've said so much, it would be a bit unrealistic if I don't accept it!" Yang Wendong made a gesture of surrender with both hands, "Can I go to you at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon? I want to sleep in the morning."

"Okay!" Yang Yan nodded without hesitation.

The two chatted and laughed as they walked to the parking lot, opened their cars, said goodbye and went their separate ways.

Yang Yan drove away first, and Yang Wendong watched him go away and was about to open the door to get in the car, when suddenly five or six people surrounded him and surrounded him and the car in the middle, and the car keys were also snatched away.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Wendong raised his cell phone and said, "If you dare to mess around, I will call the police!"

"Young Master Yang, Young Master He, please come over." The leader snatched his cell phone and said coldly.

"He Zimo? He is not really mentally ill, is he?" Yang Wendong was so angry that his eyes widened, "I have said that it has nothing to do with me. It was his little lover who bumped into me. I haven't asked her for mental damages yet. What else does he want?"

"I don't know these. I am only responsible for inviting Young Master Yang to Young Master He," the man said expressionlessly, "I hope you can cooperate a little, otherwise I don't mind using force."

"Who do you think you are? A gang?" Yang Wendong laughed angrily, "If He Zimo is sick, will you also go crazy?"

"Hurry up and give me the phone back, and then get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Then you can only offend me." After the man finished speaking, he signaled his men to take action, and the people around him grabbed him without hesitation.

"Fuck! Are you serious?" Yang Wendong dodged in a hurry, but at this time several other people also surrounded him, and he was quickly restrained and taken to the car next to him.

The black commercial vehicle started quickly, and a puff of green smoke was rubbed between the tires and the ground. With a sharp sound, it sped away quickly.

At this time, Yang Yan came back, and his eyes focused. He drove closely behind without hesitation.

The two cars were driving on the road one after the other. The driver of the commercial vehicle soon found the vehicle following them and shouted: "Boss, someone is following!"

The leading man looked back and recognized that it was Mu Yangyan's car. He frowned and ordered: "Get rid of him!"

"Yes!" The commercial vehicle immediately began to shuttle in the traffic. The driver sometimes turned the steering wheel to the left, and sometimes to the right, overtaking and drilling. One car after another was left behind by them, causing horns and shouting all the way.

However, the black off-road vehicle always followed them closely, and they couldn't get rid of it.

"Boss, what should we do?" The driver panicked.

"Ignore him, drive back to the villa." The man thought for a moment and said.

"Yes." The driver responded, and then he stopped trying to get ahead, but he was still driving very fast. He arrived at a villa area about ten minutes later.

He accelerated towards the gate, and when he was about to hit the barrier, he suddenly braked and stopped. Everyone in the car rushed forward under the action of inertia. Wen Dong, who was pressed in the middle of the back seat, almost flew out. Fortunately, the person next to him pulled him and escaped, but his head still hit the seat unfortunately.

"Damn!" he said angrily, "Do you know how to drive?"

The driver looked at him coldly and said nothing. The barrier opened quickly, and he suddenly stepped on the accelerator and rushed in quickly.

Seeing the barrier lowered to separate the two cars, he laughed sarcastically, but soon the barrier opened again, and the black SUV followed him again.

"Are you stupid?" Yang Wendong sneered, "I also have a house here!"

The act of showing off wealth made everyone glare at him, which made him feel uneasy. This was the deep resentment from the social animal.

The car quickly stopped in front of a villa, and Yang Wendong was pushed out of the car. He had no sense of being controlled by others. He raised his face and smiled at the man who got off the SUV: "Sanhuo, you are the most handsome today in all these years! But I still hope you can remember to call the police."

"Forgot." Yang Yan hung up the phone that he had been talking to, and said casually.

It turned out that before Yang Wendong's phone was snatched away, he had quickly dialed the number ranked first, which was his good friend Mu Yangyan's, so he knew that his brother was arrested and turned around and rushed back quickly.

"It's over!" Yang Wendong said in annoyance, "Another one got trapped."

"He Zimo doesn't dare to do anything to me." Yang Yan said confidently as he walked in front of them, snorted coldly, and said, "Let him go!"

"Master Mu, if you have anything to say to Master He, you can tell him in person," the leading man took a step, stood in front of Yang Wendong, and said calmly, "Please don't make things difficult for us."

"Make things difficult?" Yang Yan sneered, "What if I want to make things difficult for you?"

"Then we can only be rude." The man's face sank.

Yang Yan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, and punched him in the abdomen directly. When he bent over in pain, he kicked him in the chin and knocked him down.

"Boss!" The other people screamed and attacked him together.

Yang Yan dodged a punch and stretched out his hand like a knife to chop his neck, knocking another person unconscious. Then, in less than a minute, he knocked everyone to the ground and couldn't stand up, including the two who had been controlling Yang Wendong.

"Sanhuo! Awesome!" Yang Wendong moved his painful shoulder twice and gave him a thumbs up, "Brother, I just found out today that you are so good at fighting!"

"I just found out today too." Yang Yan said lightly.

Yang Wendong thought he was joking and said "tsk" to him in dissatisfaction.

He didn't know that Yang Yan was telling the truth. The original owner knew some self-defense skills, but not so powerful. He knew these things by himself, but he had lost his memory a long time ago, so of course he didn't know.

When facing those people just now, he had an intuition that the other party could not pose a threat to him, and then he decisively acted based on his feelings, and the result was self-evident.

"Let's go," Yang Yan straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, "Since Mr. He invited us so enthusiastically, let's go meet him."

"He Zimo, that psychopath!" Yang Wendong instantly aroused his anger, "I must beat him to a pulp today!"

After he finished speaking, he strode to the door of the villa, clenched his five fingers into a fist and pounded on the door: "Open the door! He Zimo, you bastard, get out of here!"

Yang Yan walked slowly behind him, looking at his irritable look and asked in confusion: "Doesn't your hand hurt? Why don't you ring the doorbell?"

"..." Yang Wendong, who pounded his hand red in anger.

Brother, don't be like this! How can I be angry when you do this?

Yang Yan ignored him, pressed the doorbell gently, and then stood there straight, like a polite guest who was invited.

The nanny naturally heard the previous movement. She carefully shrank behind the door, afraid to open the door, but the person outside did not leave just because no one answered, and continued to ring the bell reluctantly.

"Who, who?" The little nanny could only ask tremblingly through the intercom.

"Please tell Mr. He," Yang Yan said politely, "He sent someone to invite Mu Yangyan and Yang Wendong."

"Please wait a moment." Seeing that he was good-looking and had a good attitude, the little nanny was relieved and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​calling the police.

"Okay, thank you." Yang Yan said politely.

"Sanhuo, are we here to cause trouble?" Yang Wendong was confused by his attitude, "Why do I think you are really invited as a guest?"

"Aren't you here as a guest?" Yang Yan chuckled, "He Zimo sent so many people to invite you, we should be polite."

Just when Yang Wendong was confused, the little nanny who was there to pass on the message came out. She politely welcomed the two into the house, served two cups of tea, asked them to sit for a while and left.

Soon He Zimo came down from upstairs. He walked quickly in front of the two with his long legs, and the smile on his face was very stiff: "Mr. Mu, I didn't intend to drag you in."