The reborn uncle is hard to be

When he didn't understand what he said, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Guang.

The child said seriously: "If the second uncle wants it, I can do it."

Yang Guang's smile froze immediately.

"You...do you know what you're talking about?" He really didn't want to try to figure out what the child said with his own mind.

"En." Nodding, Yang Xiyan stood up, met Yang Guang's gaze, and reached out to unbutton his clothes naturally.

"Xi Yan!" Almost lost his composure, Yang Guang pressed his hand.

That's right, children of seventeen or eighteen don't know everything. It was because of this idea that they misunderstood Yang Xiyan's intention of appearing in front of his room.

Originally, he wanted to say that he didn't have such thoughts, so it doesn't matter if two people live in the same room. Now... Yang Guang wrapped Yang Xiyan in a quilt, pressed him on the pillow, and said with a serious expression: "go to sleep now."

Yang Xiyan didn't close his eyes, even though he saw that Yang Guang had no intention of leaving, he still closed his eyes obediently.

"I can do it!" Still insisting, he looked down, he is not a child who does not know human affairs, he has seen the marks on Yang Guang's body, and knows what men need.

"Shut up, go to sleep!" He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, Yang Guang really didn't want his gaze to fall on a certain part of his body.

Yang Xiyan didn't have much experience. He was in bars and nightclubs. He had seen it before, but he had never touched a man or a woman. Except for Yang Guang, he seldom had physical contact with others. In those years when Shao Feng was there, not to mention that there would be no one else by his side.

A child of this age is said to be at the young age of blood, but he seems to lack this nature, living like an old monk in meditation.

There was more worry in his eyes, Yang Guang let go of the hand covering him, and asked the child with some hesitation, "Xiyan, have you..." How would he ask?It's just that when he was a parent, he cared about this kind of question and said it in the past. Now that he is in this status, it feels awkward to ask this kind of question again.

"Yes." Fortunately, Yang Xiyan understood what he meant, his eyes slightly bent, he broke free from the shackles of the quilt, stretched out his hand to hold Yang Guang's hand, and poked inside the quilt, "Second Uncle, touch it. "

His expression was too natural, and Yang Guang could be said to be confused by his sudden action, until he was guided to dig a lot into the quilt, he suddenly woke up as if he had been burned, and twitched. He returned his hand and reprimanded: "Nonsense!"

Although the action just now was very quick, Yang Guang would not be unaware of what he touched when he withdrew his hand.

He sat up straight, stared at Yang Xiyan for a long while, and then asked calmly, "When did it start?"

Yang Xiyan didn't speak. Although Yang Guang's displeasure and reprimand would not make him flustered like before, but the second uncle's anger meant that he had done something wrong, so at this time, all he needed was reflection.

There was a moment of silence in the room. After Yang Guang sorted out his expression and raised his head again, he met Yang Xiyan's eyes. He turned his head away in a little embarrassment. He asked, "Do you need..." to rush cold water or...

In this case, Yang Guang was always a little speechless.He stood up and said, "Don't hold back." Then he fled in despair.

It's true that he was running away. At this time, he didn't want to see Yang Xiyan's overly calm expression again. If he hadn't touched it with his own hands, he wouldn't have believed that even at this unbearable moment for all men, that child would not even Not a single hint of emotion was revealed.

When this situation started and how long it lasted, Yang Guang had no idea.

Couldn't he be more lenient with himself?

64. <Yang Guang's Promise>

As always, when old problems are solved, new ones arise.

A door separated the two people, the room was silent, and Yang Guang, who was leaning on the outer wall, had dim eyes.

The uneasiness receded as soon as the door was closed. Yang Guang is not an inexperienced boy. He has seen all kinds of occasions. He may not be used to it, but he is not so shy——

If you say you don't care, can you really not care?

Looking up, a look of sadness flashed in his deep eyes. Yang Guang knew that there were some things that Yang Xiyan could not notice. He took a deep breath, suppressed the excess emotion in his eyes, and pushed open the door again.

Unsurprisingly, it was the same as when he left before. Yang Xiyan just lay down, staring blankly at the direction of the door. When he saw Yang Guang, there was no accusation or sadness in his eyes. It seemed that since Yang Guang said that sentence, Yang Xiyan This child can accept any attitude of the light.

Sitting down next to his bed again, Yang Guang sighed softly as he looked at him, "Don't wrong yourself so much."

After hesitating for a while, he raised his hand and poked in along the edge of the quilt. During the time he left, Yang Xiyan endured it so abruptly, but now the heat source was in Yang Guang's hand again. There are signs of recovery.

"Second uncle." Yang Xiyan shook his head, grabbed his hand, and pulled it out of the quilt.

Yang Guang smiled, didn't insist, just asked: "Can't I?"

"Yes." Yang Xiyan said, "I don't like it."

"Then just bear it?" Yang Guang shook his head and laughed because of this reason, and asked, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." You'll be fine once you get used to it.

Knowing what he didn't say, Yang Guang had no choice but to curse: "Stupid thing!"

"I'm not."

Holding Yang Guang's neck with both hands, seeing the doting in his eyes, Yang Xiyan also softened his brows and eyes, and leaned forward to lick Yang Guang's lips.

"It's going to be uncomfortable again in a while." Yang Guang didn't refuse his touch that wasn't even a kiss.

In fact, as long as we change our thinking about many things, there will not be so many small entanglements.

In the past, he was used to treating Yang Xiyan as an elder. It is always difficult to change this deep-rooted way of thinking, but in fact, what is the need to change?

The person Yang Xiyan kissed was not his elder, and Yang Guang did not use his identity as an elder when he said those words, there is no conflict between the two.

The balance needs to be found by himself. Yang Guang only knows that he can no longer treat Yang Xiyan as just a child. He has desires and will be sad. Will lie to myself again.

"It's okay." It's okay again!

"I have something to do with it!" Under Yang Xiyan's surprised gaze, Yang Guang stretched out his hand to hold the back of his head, and easily opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, driving straight all the way, with his usual strength.

The unsuitable place was gradually adjusted, and the awkward feeling was not in line with his temperament.

"This is called a kiss!" Letting go of the young man whose breath was not stable, Yang Guang closed his eyes to suppress the feeling of being provoked, and glanced at Yang Xiyan who hadn't recovered with a smile, "Don't pick me like this in the future." , wait a little longer, okay?"

"En." Nodding, Yang Xiyan nestled into his arms, and he looked at Yang Guang without blinking.

He waited, he believed, so this kind of scene that would never appear in a dream became real.

Second Uncle, will you never push me away again?

He wanted to ask this question, but he also knew that this kind of question, which was tantamount to distrust, would make Yang Guang angry, so Yang Xiyan hesitated.

"what happened?"

When he lowered his head and saw the hesitation on his face, Yang Guang said: "If you have anything to say, just say it. No matter what your identity is, I hope you will be honest with me." After a pause, he added: " I said that if you have any doubts that you don’t understand, you can ask me directly, I don’t want to repeat what happened today.” Thinking of Yang Xiyan’s ashamed look because of Situ Lei’s provocation, Yang Guang couldn’t help it Some displeased.

"Okay!" Holding his hand, Yang Xiyan looked straight into his eyes and assured him again: "I only believe in you." As if the guarantee was not enough, he added in a low voice: "Second uncle, Don't be angry." I will change it.

Yang Guang couldn't hear his pitiful tone, but on the contrary, he still followed suit, "I'm not angry." His breath calmed down, and he patted Yang Xiyan's head, even though this child was no longer just a child However, habitual behavior is not so easy to change, but fortunately Yang Xiyan doesn't mind.

Yang Guang said: "No matter what others say, don't believe it easily. What you see and hear are deceiving..." There are not many things that can be believed in this world. Yang Guang himself didn't dare to pat his chest to guarantee that he would not lie to Yang Xiyan in the future.It is too difficult to say what will happen in the future, and there is no need to speak casually about promises that cannot be kept.

But Yang Guang can still give some guarantees.

Yang Guang said: "In the future, as long as you don't deliberately make me angry, and do things that I don't allow and hurt yourself, I won't be angry with you." Including those who don't trust.

Hearing this, the boy in his arms smiled and rolled his eyes again.

For so many years, there was only one thing that Yang Guang was really angry with him. Because of this incident, Yang Guang slapped him, and because of this slap, he did not almost break the limit of this man's patience.

Thinking of what Situ Lei had revealed to him, Yang Xiyan had a faint smile on his face.

Yang Guang didn't know that Situ Lei sold him out in front of Yang Xiyan. He told him everything about Yang Guang from the time he met Yang Guang to after Yang Xiyan left. Yang Xiyan.

The more he knows, the more he understands this person, and he naturally understands that the guarantee he heard the second time is just because Yang Guang wants him to be less scruples and live a more willful life.

Situ Lei said that Yang Guang doesn't know how to love, but only spoils others. The more important you are in his heart, the more he will tolerate you.

"what are you laughing at?"

I always felt that there was some deeper meaning in Yang Xiyan's smile. Yang Guang squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you so happy?"

"Yeah." Never happy before.

"Second Uncle..." Yang Xiyan buried his head in that broad chest, his voice was a little vague, "You won't push me away again, will you?" He just wanted an affirmative answer.

"Yeah." Lazily replied, Yang Guang said, "If you mind, you can call me by my name directly." Anyway, we have to get used to it together.

name?

The boy in his arms was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head hastily.

Yang Guang was curious, "Why?"

"Don't dare."

Yang Guang laughed, "What does it matter?"

The boy in his arms still shook his head, calling over and over again: "Second Uncle!"

A title, a kind of identity, lifts up his sky, and represents a quiet and strong fortress.

If the sky doesn't fall, the city doesn't get destroyed, and the second uncle is still there, everything is beautiful.

"You!" Yang Guang was helpless, but he didn't force it. He didn't need to care about things that Yang Xiyan didn't care about.

Patting the back of the person in his arms, he said, "Sleep, I'm here!"

"it is good!"

A good night's sleep.

If it wasn't for Xun Cheng's reminder, Yang Guang would have almost forgotten about the appointment to Hong Yunpeng.

Coming to 'Wuweiju' again was different from any previous visits. When the steward next to Mr. Hong came to welcome people and saw the mighty vehicles parked outside, he couldn't help being startled for a moment.

Yang Guang glanced at him expressionlessly, and ordered a few good ones to enter the 'Wuweiju' together with Zhao Dong and Yang Xiyan.

While walking, Yang Guang told the young man beside him: "Don't mess around after you go in, you can't move until I say anything, you know?" It seems a little unreasonable for people to bring.

"Yes." Nodding obediently, Yang Xiyan followed suit.

"Third Master, someone is here."

When the steward gave an announcement, Hong Yunpeng and Mr. Hong who were sitting in the pavilion talking raised their heads. When they saw Yang Guang's battle, Mr. Hong's expression was a little uneasy.

Putting the teacup in his hand on the table, the sound was a bit loud, the old man squinted his eyes and watched Yang Guang and his group approaching, and said sarcastically, "Boss Yan is such a big shelf, he still brings such a teacup when he comes to my small teahouse." Many people, are they here to drink tea or to make trouble?"

Hong Yunpeng still smiled kindly, and greeted Yang Guang, "I'm afraid Boss Yan won't come today!"

"Why don't you come?" Looking at him and at the people behind him, Yang Guang sat down with a smile on his face, Zhao Dong and Yang Xiyan stood behind him from left to right, and the others stood behind him. Outside the pavilion.

Mr. Hong was listening to the steward's report. The old man's face was so gloomy that he could almost wring out water. When he met Yang Guang's gaze, the old man twitched the corner of his lips coldly, "Okay! You can do it!"

With a wave of his hand, he ordered the steward beside him, "Serve tea!"

The steward respectfully brought over a cup of tea and placed it in front of Yang Guang.

Yang Guang looked at it, but didn't say anything. After giving Hong Sanye a funny look, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the teacup to the ground.

A crisp sound was clearly audible.

"Bastard!" Watching the fine white porcelain cup fall to pieces, Mr. Hong was about to explode as soon as he slapped the table, but he met Yang Guang with a pair of cold eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Yang Guang said: "As I said, the third master's tea is a bit bitter, and I don't like it."

His tone was indifferent, as if he didn't take Mr. Hong's anger into consideration at all. Hong Yunpeng watched from the side and didn't know what to say. For a moment, the small pavilion was quiet and only Mr. Hong's "huh" could be heard. Hoo' gasp.

If possible, Yang Guang didn't want to do too much, but it's a pity that Hong Yunpeng must die!

So this trip was not a matter of questioning the teacher at all. Originally, he planned to go over in front of the old man in a friendly manner, but he didn't expect that the old man was determined to protect Hong Yunpeng to the end.

After a long time, Lord Hong Yun sat down a little slumped, he raised his chin, and the manager immediately called for someone to clean up. After cleaning up, he brought a glass of boiled water and put it in front of Yang Guang as before.

"Don't blame me." The old man lost some confidence when he spoke again, "Hongmen can't be destroyed by me. Whatever you want to do with Yunpeng, just look for me."

The meaning in his words caused Yang Guang to look at him more, Yang Guang said with a smile: "It's the third master."

So the old man has sharp eyesight, but his mind is clearer than anyone else when he is old.

Regarding Yang Xiyan's injury, Hong Yunpeng just thought it would be okay after handing over the invitation to apologize and be humble, and then ask Mr. Hong to say a few nice words, but he never thought that Yang Guang would clean up S City for that child, and then How could it be so easy to let him go.

A declining Hongmen can suppress this matter by paying compensation to him, and the old man just hopes that Yang Guangnian will spare Hong Yunpeng's life based on his previous friendship.

Ordinarily with this idea, Hong Sanye should be closer to Yang Guang, but unfortunately, the old man can't do the thing of bowing his head to a junior.When he saw Yang Guang, who was holding back his stomach, he couldn't hold back anymore, and that's why the previous scene happened.

"Don't pick up nice words." The old man snorted coldly, curled his lips and said, "I don't know about you yet? I called you here today, but I still want to settle this matter clearly. Yunpeng is being reckless. However, there were no serious consequences."

Old man Yang Guang looked at the young man standing behind Yang Guang, looked him up and down, and said, "It's quite like you!"

"Really?" Looking at Yang Xiyan, Yang Guang bent his lips, "They say they don't look like me, they don't look like me, and they have a quiet temper."

"The ruthlessness in the bones is the same."

Yang Guang smiled, turned his eyes, but fell on Hong Yunpeng, who had been silent all the time, and pointed out: "What kind of person raises what kind of child, Young Master Hong is the one who got the true biography of the second master." .”

Yang Guang also asked Xun Cheng about the scene of the exchange of fire between Yang Xiyan and Hong Yunpeng. Yang Xiyan didn't take many people with him, and only a few came back, but the number of people killed and injured in Hongmen was several times higher.

If Hong Yunpeng hadn't been able to hide, he wouldn't be able to stand here safely now.

Naturally, he could hear the sarcasm in his words, Hong Sanye's expression froze again, and he couldn't get angry with Yang Guang anymore, he knew that if Yang Guang was really made anxious, today's matter would really have the last leeway No more, I can only hold back my breath, my face turns blue and white.

Yang Guang looked at Hong Yunpeng who was also smiling reluctantly, and asked, "Master Hong invited me here today, didn't he just come for tea?"

When he was willing to come, the old man felt that Hong Yunpeng should still be able to keep it, his expression eased a little, and he started to play the family card again——

65. <Break with Hongmen>

The snow-white porcelain bowl contained clear green tea, with a faint aroma. The others kept looking at Yang Guang, and Yang Guang kept looking at the floating green leaves in the tea bowl.

"Xiyan." Yang Guang said suddenly, calling the young man beside him, "Go wait for me in the car outside."

In a word, like a sign, the eyes of the person who was placed aside as a decoration instantly became sharp.

Hong Yunpeng looked at Mr. Hong, who had a cold face.

Yang Xiyan didn't nod or move.

"Go quickly, be obedient." Yang Guang said again in a lower voice, with an unquestionable tone, "Go and wait for me in the car."

Looking at Yang Guang with dark eyes, Yang Xiyan bit his lip, raised his hand and gently shook Yang Guang's warm palm, then turned and walked out.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared completely that Yang Guang looked away.

He looked at Mr. Hong with the corners of his lips curled up, and there was some sarcasm in his smile. "Third Master, you are so confused!"

He suddenly reached out and pushed the teacup in front of him to the ground, and a crisp sound could be heard clearly.

Watching helplessly as the fine white porcelain cup fell to pieces, Mr. Hong was about to explode as soon as he slapped the table, but he met Yang Guang with a pair of cold eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Yang Guang said: "As I said, the third master's tea is a bit bitter, and I don't like it."

His tone was calm, without the respect he had before, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade.

If the old man wants to hear the truth, Yang Guang will tell the truth. The truth has always been better than lies, because the truth hurts feelings.

"Third Master, there are some things I don't want to settle with you. Boy Yan misses your kindness and remembers your love, but don't forget, the Yan Gang is the Yan Gang, and Hongmen is Hongmen. I'm not a godfather. Two families are one family."

Mr. Hong's face turned pale in a blink of an eye, all the previous domineering postures disappeared, and even the back that had been supporting it so hard that it didn't bend was bent. exhausted.

"You know it all?"

"guessed."

The old man shook his head and sighed, "Retribution!"

Why did Mr. Hong show mercy to Yang Guang’s subordinates, why Mr. Hong endured his frank protection, why Mr. Qi, who was always in good health, became seriously ill to death, and why Mr. Qi always said that Mr. Hong The tea here is better than other places, why did the steward who had been with Mr. Hong for so long change his person...

There are so many reasons, it's not that no one knows the reason, but those who know the reason are almost dead.

The grievances of the older generation ended with the death of Hong Erye, but the younger generation still did not escape.

Destiny is a circle, no matter whether it is Hong Yunpeng, Hong Sanye, or Yang Guang, no one can get around this circle.

Mr. Hong stopped talking, and stared blankly at the teacup broken by Yang Guang, as if lost in thought.

Hong Yunpeng was a little confused. He didn't know the grievances between the two families, but seeing Mr. Hong's expression, he knew that the old man couldn't help him much.

"Boss Yan." Gritting his teeth, Hong Yunpeng suddenly reached out and took out the gun in his pocket.

Because of his action, Zhao Dong and the others became vigilant, and all their dark muzzles were aimed at the deadly parts of his body.

Hong Yunpeng turned the gun around, pointed the muzzle at himself, and slowly handed it to Yang Guang.

Hong Yunpeng said: "At that time, the person who injured Yan Shao had already been executed by the third master, and your subordinates also saw it. I was the one who gave the order. Although it was not intentional, it is a fact that Yan Shao was injured. Don't worry about it because of it." What happened to me ruined the friendship between you and the third master, if you can't get angry, you can just fill in the wounds on Yan Shao's body, and I promise you that such a thing will never happen again."

If Hong Yunpeng's mind was quicker, before the underworld had resentment and revenge, Yang Xiyan was not dead anyway, even if he was shot a few times in the same position, he would not die.

"I don't know if Young Master Hong has ever heard a word..." Playing with the gun, the corners of Yang Guang's lips curled slightly. They should be kind, but they carried a bit of biting coldness. It's like freezing, and there are too many unknown emotions hidden underneath. "Never give your enemy the opportunity to point a gun at you."

"I...haven't heard of it..." Hong Yunpeng's smile was a bit forced, he only realized what a stupid thing he did now, the gun was in someone else's hands, and where to shoot it was not up to him.

Seeing Yang Guang loaded the gun, the muzzle of the black hole seemed to be challenging Hong Yunpeng's endurance limit, and the aiming position kept changing, Hong Yunpeng's forehead began to break out in cold sweat, and the bodyguard standing behind him did the same. All of them had nervous expressions on their faces.

Yang Guang was a little amused, "What are you afraid of, Young Master Hong? Didn't you say you asked me to make up a few shots in the same place?"

Hong Yunpeng was sweating profusely, "Yan, Boss Yan, don't shake your hands..." Just aim and shoot, dangling around, the heartbeat almost stopped.

Yang Guang shrugged and said, "I just don't know where to start." With a smile on his face, he asked Hong Yunpeng: "Master Hong, do you know where my children are injured? Or, can you give me some advice? "

Hong Yunpeng's teeth were about to be gritted, he lifted his clothes and pointed at his waist, "Come here!"

Hong Yunpeng's courage has never been small, and Yang Guang has never underestimated him. Even in such a situation, he did not ask for mercy, nor did he call Hong Sanye to help him. How cruel.

Be ruthless to yourself, and even more ruthless to others!

There was still no gunshot, and Yang Guang was not surprised when a hand was stretched out to hold the gun.

He put down the gun, glanced at the old Mr. Hong, and asked, "Master Hong, are you awake?"

Master Hong Yun sat a little slumped, he lifted his chin, and the steward immediately called for someone to come over to clean up the glass that Yang Guang had smashed before. After cleaning up, he brought a glass of boiled water and put it in front of Yang Guang as before.

"Don't blame me." The old man lost some confidence when he spoke again, "In the past, the second child was in charge, and I couldn't control many things."

"I know." Yang Guang curled his lips, he didn't mean to settle old scores with the old man, since his godfather didn't care about it, he couldn't be bothered to care about it.

Yang Guang said: "The affairs of your older generation are over, I don't bother to take care of them. I also hope that the third master will not interfere with the affairs of our young people."

The old man shook his head, "Hongmen can't be destroyed by me, what do you want to do with Yunpeng, just look for me."

Yang Guang's expression turned cold, "Third Master, you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime."

"Under my nose, I can only protect it." The old man was determined to take care of it.

"Isn't it under your nose?"

The old man had a dull face and didn't speak.

Yang Guang sighed.

To be honest, the old man asked for this, and Yang Guang was still a little soft-hearted, but compared with Hong Yunpeng's life, everyone should know that his own life is of course the most important.

"Third Master, do you want to bet with me?"

"What are you gambling?"

Yang Guang pulled out the clip and began to disassemble the bullet inside.

"Four shots." With four bullets left in the magazine, Yang Guang raised his head to look at Hong Yunpeng, and put another bullet in with his nervous expression.

Yang Guang said: "Fill in the same position, I'll shoot the last shot blindfolded, what's the point?" If his marksmanship really regressed to the point where the last shot didn't kill him, it's his life!

Mr. Hong looked hesitant.

"No!" Unexpectedly, his life became the content of a bet between two people, Hong Yunpeng shouted this sentence with an ugly face.He had invited Yang Guang to the shooting range before, and he was well aware of Yang Guang's marksmanship.

Hong Yunpeng said: "Boss Yan, the two of us should settle this matter by ourselves. It is good that the third master has a good relationship with you, but isn't it a bit unreasonable to use my life as a bargaining chip?"

Even if Yang Guang didn't follow the rules, and the place where he shot was wrong and killed him, then the personal grievances would rise to the level of gang disputes, and it would be impossible for Mr. Hong to stay out of the matter.

But if he really agreed to Yang Guang's so-called gamble, since it was a gamble, he would win or lose. If he lost, wouldn't he die in vain?

Everyone could hear the suspicion in Hong Yunpeng's words. Yang Guang shrugged his shoulders at Mr. Hong with an expression of helplessness.

Yang Guang said: "Then follow Young Master Hong's request!"

"Boy Yan!" Pressing the gun again, Mr. Hong closed his eyes and said, "You spare Yunpeng, and I will give you the warehouse in the southwest!"

"Third Master!" Hong Yunpeng was stunned, and he wanted to say something, but was glared at by Hong Yunpeng.

The old man asked him: "Do you want money or life?"

"But..." That was the lifeline of all the Hongmen's economy. Hong Yunpeng didn't want to let go of what he said. He glanced at Yang Guang, and there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

If it can't be resolved peacefully, it's better to just burn the boat!

"Idiot!" Another set of white porcelain teacups was smashed to pieces, and Hong Sanye's old face showed a bit of bloodthirsty ruthlessness, "He pulled half of the flame gang's firepower over, what do you use to fight against it?" He fights! For the sake of the second child, I will protect you for the last time, if you dare to destroy Hongmen, don’t blame me for being merciless!" As long as he is still alive, he will not let Hong Yunpeng drag the whole Hongmen to the egg Hit the rocks.

Ignoring Hong Yunpeng who was in a daze, Hong Sanye turned to look at Yang Guang with more sadness in his eyes.

He asked Yang Guang, "Do you know what's in that warehouse?"

Yang Guang's eyes flickered, and he didn't want to hide it from him at this time, "Know a little bit."

The old man said: "I'll give you that warehouse, let's forget about it!"

Yang Guang was a little surprised, "Why is this the third master?" It is obvious that Hong Yunpeng doesn't appreciate it, does he?

Mr. Hong said: "I have to keep the Hongmen." When he is old, only Hong Yunpeng, the capable younger generation in the Hongmen, can still take on the great responsibility.

"Third Master is very optimistic about Young Master Hong." Yang Guang smiled, and there was something in his words, "You also said that Young Master Hong is the most like him among the sons of Second Master. Grandpa really passed it on."

Yang Guang asked: "I will spare him, do you think he will spare me?"

"Yunpeng!"

"Forget about the third master, I don't believe him!" Swearing and swearing was a joke in Yang Guang's eyes. He patted the third master Hong on the shoulder and said, "If you give me the things in the warehouse, I can only hand them over to the note." I have invited the credit, the third master should keep it for himself, and save some pension money, so as not to be unable to drink good tea in the future."

The disassembled bullets were placed neatly on the table in front of Mr. Hong one by one, and the gun was thrown back. Yang Guang stood up and bent towards Mr. Hong, "Don't you, Mr. Hong?" I'm afraid that no one will see you to death in the future, godfather said you are a good person, and after so many years, boy Yan always remembers your kindness."

Yang Guang turned and left, but no one dared to stop him. The people who stayed in the pavilion had different expressions. Mr. Hong was sitting all the time, his eyes were a little dazed, his lips were trembling, and he seemed to be saying something, but no one could hear him clearly——

66. <Showdown with Tyson>

"Second uncle."

Yang Guang asked Yang Xiyan to wait in the car, so Yang Xiyan waited obediently in the car. When he saw Yang Guang coming out, he opened the car door and walked over. He stood beside Yang Guang, looking nervously up and down. Looking at Yang Guang.

Yang Guang smiled at him and said, "I'm fine."

Yang Xiyan stretched out his hand... His hand was a little cold, and his palm was wet. Yang Guang glanced at him, but he didn't refuse the hand that came up.

Yang Guang asked, "Are you angry or scared?"

Yang Xiyan said, "Scared."

Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, "So you don't believe me?"

Yang Xiyan shook his head.

"Okay, it's alright."

With Yang Xiyan on the scene, Yang Guang felt a little more scruples. Although he knew that he would definitely not be able to fight, but there is nothing so absolute in this world, he was also worried that Hong Yunpeng would jump the wall in a hurry.

Anyway, he has already shown his face, so of course his weaknesses should be hidden.

Patting Yang Xiyan on the back, Yang Guang turned his head and looked at this teahouse he was familiar with. He has visited this place quite a few times over the years, but unfortunately he probably won't be able to come again in the future.

"Zhao Dong!"

"Boss." Looking at the harmonious atmosphere between Yang Guang and Yang Xiyan, Zhao Dong followed suit with a happy look on his face. He saw Yang Xiyan become emaciated because of Yang Guang's disappearance with his own eyes. Yang Xiyan's attitude changed, otherwise Zhao Dong would have to imitate Gu Chen and give a loyal remonstrance or something.

Yang Guang told him: "Send someone to keep an eye on Hong Yunpeng."

The matter between him and Hong Yunpeng is clear, he wants to kill, Hong Sanye wants to protect, it is impossible for Yang Guang to rush to the door to exchange fire with the other party, as long as Hong Yunpeng leaves Hong Sanye's protection, he can always find a chance Do it.

"Don't worry boss, I know what to do."

Now that Zhao Dong was already in charge, Yang Guang didn't say anything more, turned around and got into the car, and Yang Xiyan followed him and sat next to him.

Yang Guang said, "Go to the dark night."

Yang Guang hasn't been to Tyson's place since he came back. The incident of his disappearance was full of uproar, and even Tyson was worried for a long time. Bar.

The dark night will never change is the lively and noisy scene.

Tyson heard the news and came to see Yang Guang sitting alone in front of the bar.

The big palm hit Yang Guang's shoulder heavily, and Tyson asked, "Are you all right?"

After Yang Guang came back, he had a phone call with him. He believed that he was fine, but he felt relieved after seeing Tyson with his own eyes. He asked Yang Guang, "Why did he suddenly disappear for so long? Who did it?"

"Someone I know." Yang Guang moved the shoulder that he had slapped hard, and gave him a sideways glance, "I haven't cured your problem yet?" Ordinary ordinary people can't stand such a slap ?

But Yang Guang also knew that it was because Tyson was worried about him.

"Is grandma okay?" Calculating the time, Yang Guang asked: "Is the due date at the end of the month? Have you made arrangements?"

"Well, I can eat and sleep, and I have gained a lot of weight."

"It's normal to have a baby."

It seemed that the people around him had settled down. Yang Guang looked at the young faces on the dance floor and sighed with emotion.

"What sigh?"

"old."

Tyson curled his lips, "It's really rare to hear such words from your mouth."

"Why?" Yang Guang gave him a funny look, "I can't say such a thing? Xi Yan has grown up so much, can I not grow old?"

"People who are younger than me have no right to be called old in front of me."

Too lazy to argue with him about such unnutritive issues, Tyson looked at him and asked, "Where's Xiyan?"

Yang Guang said, "He's on stage."

Tyson glanced in the direction of the basement entrance and asked Yang Guang, "Why don't you go down?"

Yang Guang shrugged, "My going will affect his performance."

Apparently Tyson understood this sentence very well, patted him on the back, and said, "Don't go out and run around during this time, and when your wife gives birth, remember to come home for a drink."

"Don't worry, I will remember it!" Yang Guang said with a smile, "I have prepared a big red envelope for my future godson and daughter."

Tyson glanced at him.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, he knew that this person wanted to ask something and had scruples. Yang Guang said, "We've known each other for so many years, so if you have anything to say, just say it."

Tyson takes it seriously