Chapter 2626

Zhao Desan chuckled and said, "With this bunch of people constantly banging away here, isn't it disturbing the peace in the middle of the night? It's better to settle this quickly." As he spoke, Zhao Desan gave Tong Lan a confident smile, then turned his head and shouted at the forty or fifty little thugs on their motorcycles below: "Grandsons, listen up! I'm the person you're looking for. What do you want to do?"

In a parking lot across the street, inside an Audi, a guy wearing glasses observed the situation from afar. Seeing Zhao Desan stand up voluntarily, a sinister smile curled the corners of his mouth. He lit a soft-pack Zhonghua cigarette and leaned back in the car, watching the spectacular show about to unfold with great interest.

On the first motorcycle, the long-haired youth with a rat-like face heard Zhao Desan's provocation and laughed, saying, "Your death is at hand, yet you're still talking tough!"

Zhao Desan sneered and said, "We'll see who lives and who dies!"

"Kid, if you've got guts, come over here. Don't stand at the bar entrance acting like a coward!" The yellow-haired, buck-toothed youth brandished a shiny steel pipe, using a goading tactic to trick Zhao Desan into coming over.

"Who are you guys with? Coming to Brother Jin's place to cause trouble—you really don't take Brother Jin seriously, do you?" Tong Lan shouted at the buck-toothed, yellow-haired youth, trying to use 'Golden Leopard' to pressure them and clear the way for Zhao Desan.

"Haha..." The buck-toothed, yellow-haired guy looked up and laughed

out loud, saying, "We'll definitely give 'Brother Jin' face, but this kid must come over and die today! Otherwise, we'll have to delay the business in Brother Jin's bar tonight!"

At this moment, Han Wu suddenly frowned, as if he found this rat-faced guy a bit familiar. Upon closer inspection, he suddenly remembered who this group was. This was an emerging force in Xijing City that had formed in the last two years, consisting of guys who loved racing and had nothing better to do. They had a somewhat famous name: the "North Mountain Guerrilla Squad." These guys basically all had a bit of money, so they all acted arrogant and domineering. Although they weren't as high-profile as Sun Maomao, their reputation in Xijing had been growing over the last two years. However, they had never done anything major, so they were a group with a reputation that exceeded their actual ability. The leader, the rat-faced yellow-haired youth with a large bucktooth, was the head of this emerging force. His real name was Chen Gang, and his nickname was 'Bucktooth Gang.' Bucktooth Gang and his group all had proper jobs during the day and only gathered at night to race in the suburbs. Usually, they just used the prestige of the 'North Mountain Guerrilla Squad' to bully the old, weak, sick, and disabled, and their actual combat ability remained to be tested.

"Brother Liu, these people are the 'North Mountain Guerrilla Squad'." As a more experienced hoodlum, Han Wu knew this emerging force quite well. After confirming it was them, he said this to Zhao Desan.

"They're from the military?" Zhao Desan asked, raising an eyebrow.