Looking at these little brothers rushing towards him, Meng Yang sneered, jumped up, and took the initiative to attack.

"Ah..." A scream was heard, and a little brother was kicked out of touch by Meng Yang.

There was another younger brother who raised a steel bar and smashed it at Meng Yang's legs.

Meng Yang was not polite and reached out to grab it. The steel bar was grabbed by him and snatched it directly on the shoulder of the gangster.

Before the gangster could react, a crack came from his shoulders, and he fell to the ground with screams.

"Mom, come on me, hurry up and kill him!"

Yang Hu was a little surprised. Meng Yang's skills exceeded his imagination and were so powerful.

However, it would be fine if Yang Hu didn't say it, but Meng Yang's movements turned into afterimages, with each punch, palm and leg extremely sharp.

Within three minutes, screams followed, and all the little brothers fell to the ground with a bruised and swollen face, screaming repeatedly.

Several younger brothers were reluctant to get up from the ground and rushed up again with iron sticks. However, they were beaten away by Meng Yang without 30 seconds. Now they could not get up again.

Meng Yang strode towards Yang Hu.

"Who are you...

Why are you so powerful?

Don’t come over… don’t come over!”

Yang Hu took a few steps back, his face pale and his body shivered.

No wonder this kid dares to offend him. He turns out to be a top expert. He really hit the iron plate today.

Yang Hu couldn't help but touch his waist, but unfortunately he didn't carry a gun today.

"This... this brother, I was joking with you before, don't worry!"

Yang Hu said in a panic.

"Don't talk about those useless things. I'll just ask you, are you giving these medicinal materials or not?"

Meng Yang sneered.

"Give it...I'll give it!"

Although Yang Hu was very reluctant, he had to bow his head under the eaves.

Meng Yang gave him the feeling that it was as deep as the sea, and it was not something he could mess with.

This Yang Hu is obviously the boss of the Economic and Technological Development Zone, but in fact, he is as timid as a mouse and a coward.

"Brother, you... wait a moment, all the medicinal materials you want are in the warehouse. I'll ask someone to load the car for you!"

Yang Hu said with a pale face.

"You go too, go and pretend with them, hurry up!"

Meng Yang kicked Yang Hu in the butt.

Yang Hu was in tears and had no choice but to cry, so he had to go to the warehouse to load medicine with a bitter face.

Meng Yang asked for all the cold-prepared medicinal materials, and Yang Hu didn't have much inventory here, just filled a car.

"I'll take it away first. You can buy the remaining medicinal materials quickly. I'll have someone come here to pull it in a few days!"

After saying that, Meng Yang pulled Wang Mengyue into the car and the truck drove away.

In the car, Meng Yang was in a very good mood and obtained the Wuji Divine Medicine Classic. His combat power was indeed strong.

Wang Mengyue was still a little confused. She wondered if she was dreaming. Yang Hu was someone his grandfather was afraid of, but Meng Yang actually got him alone.

"Okay, let's go back!"

Meng Yang grabbed the steering wheel, glanced at Wang Mengyue and said.

"Um.

I've fastened my seat belt!"

Wang Mengyue nodded and said.

After a while, Wang Mengyue asked curiously: "Your martial arts is so powerful, who did you learn it from?"

"Who did you learn it?"

Meng Yang thought for a while and said with a smile: "I seem to be self-taught, and no one has taught me."

Meng Yang grinned: "What?

Want to worship me as your teacher?"

"Hmph! You're not so stinking, who wants to worship you as your teacher!"

Wang Mengyue pouted: "I just think you have good martial arts skills. I didn't expect you to be thin and you can still beat forty people alone, that's OK!"

"Haha! What's the point of forty or so?"

Meng Yang laughed: "If you have the chance to perform for you in the future, a thousand people will be killed!"

"Stir-smack!"

Looking at Meng Yang's graceful look, Wang Mengyue couldn't help but roll her eyes. This guy is so good at being so stinky.

But thinking about it, this guy's martial arts is indeed very powerful. Even his grandfather can't even do it when he beats forty or so people alone.

Wang Mengyue couldn't help but become a little curious. What level of master is Meng Yang?

I wonder how he compares with the four main hall masters of the Qinglong Gang?

Wang Mengyue shook her head, feeling that she was thinking too much, how could Meng Yang compare with the four hall owners?

That was a two-star master... Soon, the truck drove into Frozen.

It's 4:30 now, I'm about to get off work, and there are not many people in the warehouse, so Meng Yang can only unload the medicinal materials by himself.

After half an hour, a truck of medicine was finally unloaded by Meng Yang.

Meng Yang picked up a bottle of mineral water, poured half of the bottle, wiped his mouth, looked at Wang Mengyue and said, "I'll go back first, I have something to do, I'll leave it to you for the medicinal materials to be stored!"

Wang Mengyue nodded, then took out a pack of napkins from her pocket: "Wipe, you'll be covered in sweat!"

"Thank you!"

After taking the napkin, Meng Yang turned around and left.

After unloading a truckload of medicinal materials, Meng Yang sweated a lot.

He opened his clothes and waited for the taxi while walking.

But suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in the park behind him. It was Fang Shuyi, the dimpled waiter in Chunlai Pavilion.

But at this moment, there was a man standing beside Fang Shuyi. The man held a bottle of Erguotou in his left hand and a stack of banknotes in his right hand.

He threw Erguotou on the ground to free his hands to count the money, and Fang Shuyi sat in the bushes on the side, with a hint of panic in her expression.

“Didn’t your salary just be paid?

Why is that just that?"

The man looked fierce and glared at Fang Shuyi.

Fang Shuyi bit her lip aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes: "Last time you came to the company to make trouble, I was fired. This is my first month salary in Laichunlai Pavilion. How much can I get?"

"Hmph! I lied to you, Chunlai Pavilion's business is so good, how could it cost 3,000 yuan a month!"

The middle-aged man was extremely angry and stuffed the money into his pocket, staring at Fang Shuyi: "Get another 5,000, otherwise you won't want to leave today!"

"I handed over my monthly salary to you, how can I have any extra money?"

Fang Shuyi bit her lip and was a little angry: "Dad asked you to take good care of me before leaving. Are you taking care of me like this?"

"Hmph, don't mention that old thing to me. If he hadn't been useless, would I owe a lot of gambling debts?"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Others who drive Mercedes-Benz and BMWs are the ones who gamble for money. I just ride a bicycle to gamble every day, and I feel wronged!"

"Don't talk nonsense, do you take the 5,000 yuan?

If you don’t take it, I will sell you to Xiaoyaoyuan!”

"You..." Fang's face turned pale with anger: "You...you dare!"

"What do I dare not do? I dare to do anything for money!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man grabbed Fang Shuyi's arm and dragged it out.

"You bastard, I won't go to Xiaoyaoyuan. Even if you beat me to death, I won't go!"

Fang Shuyi kept struggling. She was still a big yellow girl, how could she go to that kind of place! Fang Shuyi cried in grievance.

"You bastard, you are not a human..." "Bang!"

The middle-aged man slapped Fang Shuyi in the face: "Stop pretending to me, if you don't have money, just pay me for the meat!"
Chapter completed!