Old Yuan gave me a bear hug, and he reeked of fish.
"Brother Yuan, have you guys eaten?" I asked.
He smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about that, we brought food."
Hearing him say that, I finally noticed someone by his side gnawing on dried fish.
"Why don't we find a place to eat first?" I asked.
Old Yuan waved his hand, "We don't have much time. Once we sort out your issue, we have to meet up with the boss."
After speaking, he turned to one of his men, "Why are Crab and the others not here yet?"
"They should be here soon."
Old Yuan's face showed displeasure, "Taking so long to get a car, I really don't know what they're good for."
As soon as he finished speaking, two vans pulled up in front of us. Old Yuan gestured for us to get in.
After getting into the car, I couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yuan, where are we going?"
"Of course, to help you resolve this," he said, pulling out a pack of Chuncheng cigarettes and handing each of us one.
These cigarettes had no filters. After lighting one and taking a puff, several tobacco strands ended up in my mouth.
Just as I was about to ask him how he planned to handle this matter, the car had already passed a traffic light and was heading onto the ring road.
Fatty, sitting next to me, whispered, "Master Xiang, where are they taking us? This road looks familiar."
Hong Yunpeng leaned in and said, "Isn't this the way to Xihai Yuanjing?"
Hearing him say that, I also realized that this was indeed the road to Xihai Yuanjing.
"Do you guys know that place?" Old Yuan, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and smiled, "If I had known you were familiar with it, it wouldn't have been this troublesome."
"Brother Yuan, why are we going to Xihai Yuanjing?" I asked.
Old Yuan slowly took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Someone wants to cause you trouble, right? Then we'll go meet him. The boss said we have to help you resolve this matter properly."
Through the rearview mirror, I noticed a hint of ruthlessness flash in Old Yuan's eyes as he said this.
I had always known that these people were not to be trifled with, but I hadn't expected them to be so formidable.
For a moment, I didn't know why, but I suddenly felt a bit nervous.
Would they go too far?
The car soon arrived at the entrance of Xihai Yuanjing. After parking the car by the roadside, Old Yuan opened the door and got out.
It was already past nine in the evening. Xihai Yuanjing was located in a secluded area, and there were hardly any people on the road.
I asked Fatty and Hong Yunpeng to stay in the car while I got out to check the situation.
I saw Old Yuan and his men take out large bags from the car. Upon opening the backpacks, they were filled with shotguns of various lengths.
They distributed the shotguns among themselves, stuffing them into their jackets, and some short knives were also tucked into their waistbands.
I stood by, gasping. Were they here to help me solve my problem?
Were they here to silence witnesses?
"It's such a hassle in this city, I can't even find a toilet after looking for so long," one of the men, Crab, grumbled before heading to the green belt to "relieve himself."
"Hurry up, don't dawdle," Old Yuan said.
Before long, Old Yuan led the way, and the group arrived at a side door, which was locked.
One of the men stepped forward and fiddled with it for a few moments, and the door opened.
"Brother Yuan, how did you know about this place?" I asked.
Old Yuan grinned, "Naturally, the boss scouted it beforehand and sent us here."
Hearing him say that reminded me of the informant from before.
"That guy, Liao Qiang, is inside. When we go in later, we'll talk to him. If we can negotiate, we will. If not, we'll f*ck him up," Old Yuan cursed, adjusting the short knife in his hand.
At this point, all I could do was follow them nervously.
After entering through the side door, we quickly reached the villa from last night.
Several cars were parked at the entrance of the villa, including business vans and some cars I hadn't seen before.
Judging by the number of cars, there should be quite a few people inside.
Old Yuan and his men seemed unfazed. The group was well-organized. They reached the villa entrance, opened the door, and went straight in.
As this group of people brazenly entered, a few bodyguards in the courtyard saw us and were about to react, but Old Yuan's men were faster, rushing forward and subduing them.
In just a moment, those bodyguards were on the ground.
Upon entering the villa, the living room had completely transformed. Unlike when I came last night, it was now very neat and clean, as if someone had cleaned it.
A middle-aged man wearing a striped polo shirt was sitting on the sofa, with several burly men beside him.
The sudden appearance of our group clearly caught them off guard.
"Nobody move!" Old Yuan and his men held their weapons, and the others dared not move.
This was a real eye-opener for me. Yang Hanxue's subordinates were a bunch of desperadoes!
In fact, one could even say that these guys were all thugs!
"You must be Liao Qiang?" Old Yuan went up, and without any politeness, he pressed the shotgun he was holding against the middle-aged man's forehead, showing no respect at all.
"What are you people doing here?" Liao Qiang, worthy of being the boss of Jiangdong, remained calm even in this situation.
"What are we doing?" Old Yuan smashed the shotgun stock directly into Liao Qiang's face, completely disregarding reason.
Liao Qiang was clearly stunned by the blow. Perhaps in his mind, no one would dare to treat him like this.
"Didn't you want to cause trouble?"
Old Yuan seemed like a different person, his eyes filled with a terrifying ruthlessness.
"Did you all misunderstand something?" Liao Qiang wiped the blood from his forehead and said, "If there's any misunderstanding, we can sit down and talk it over..."
"You want to talk? Fine, then let's talk," Old Yuan put away his gun and sat down on the sofa.
He took off his解放鞋 (work boots) and placed both feet on the table, leaning back on the sofa's headrest.
He acted as if he were the owner of the place.
However, the smell from his feet was quite something. Even though I was quite far from him, I could still smell a scent akin to that of a dead mouse.
Liao Qiang, also overwhelmed by the odor, furrowed his brow slightly.
"What happened to your son, that was our doing," Old Yuan said without mincing words. "If you have a problem, then come at us."
With that, Old Yuan glanced at me and then said to Liao Qiang, "If he loses even a single hair, then you should be prepared at all times. Don't let us catch you, otherwise, we'll make your life worse than death!"
After speaking, Old Yuan shouted, "Crab, get to work!"
"You got it!"
Crab responded, knocked over a burly man next to him, and swiftly drew a dagger from his waist!
Before I could even react to what he was about to do, a scream suddenly erupted.
I saw him plunge the dagger directly into the big man's arm and yank it with a sharp twist, sending a piece of flesh flying onto the table!
"Don't f*cking move, my knife has no eyes!" Crab roared, and with another slice, another piece of flesh landed on the table.
The scene was as bloody as it could get, making my scalp tingle.
After these two cuts, the man was completely unconscious.
It wasn't over yet. Crab continued to wield his knife with gusto, and soon the man's arm revealed bare white bone...