Besides, even if Meng Guo intentionally attacked him, there was nothing he could do. In any case, today's target was Ye Xingchen, and as long as Meng Guo avenged him, that was enough.
"Don't worry, damn it, I'll kill him today." Meng Guo was not convinced, so he picked up another bottle and smashed it viciously at Ye Xingchen.
Suddenly, he felt his hand loosen, and Ye Xingchen snatched the bottle from his hand.
"That's not how you hit someone with a bottle," Ye Xingchen said with a smile. "You have to smash it on the forehead to make it work. Besides, the way you were holding it just now was wrong. If you're not careful, the bottle could break and hurt your hand."
"What do you want to do?" Meng Guo subconsciously took a step back. He felt that Ye Xingchen taking the bottle was definitely not just about teaching him how to use it.
"What am I doing? Of course, I'm demonstrating how to use it." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, and suddenly he raised his hand, smashing the wine bottle in his hand against Meng Guo's head.
"Young Master Meng, be careful."
Several of Meng's underlings rushed forward to try to stop him.
However, Ye Xingchen moved extremely quickly. With a loud bang, Meng Guo stood there dumbfounded.
The bottle was broken, but the neck was intact.
Broken glass shards littered the ground, and blood trickled down Meng Guo's head.
Meng Guo was completely stunned. This was probably the first time he had ever been beaten up since he was a child.
"Ah...ah..."
Screams, louder and louder, came from the man's mouth. He clutched his head, squatted on the ground, and blood trickled down between his fingers.
"Young Master Meng, someone come quick, call a doctor!" A group of henchmen panicked.
Ye Xingchen's movements were so fast that they didn't even have time to react. By the time they realized what was happening, Meng Guo was already lying on the ground howling.
A group of people rushed to help, some supporting the bleeding, some taking off their clothes to bandage the wound and stop the bleeding, and others calling for a doctor.
Even more loyal henchmen grabbed their weapons and charged at Ye Xingchen with shouts of excitement.
Ye Xingchen stretched his limbs, realizing that another fierce battle was inevitable.
"Stop!" Just then, a roar rang out.
Meng Hu led a group of people forward, and seeing the henchman running in the lead, he kicked him to the ground.
Then he picked up a machete and raised it, scaring his henchmen so much they ran away in terror.
"Brother Tiger, this kid hit Young Master Meng!" one of the underlings said indignantly.
Meng Hu and Meng Guo are cousins, but it is true that Meng Hu's status in the Meng family is not as high as Meng Guo's.
After all, Meng Hu's parents had passed away long ago, and now Meng Changyou was practically in charge of the Meng family. Moreover, this gathering was Meng Changyou's territory.
"Fuck you, I'm not blind." Meng Hu had a bad temper to begin with, and he slapped the underling back, the guy covering his bleeding mouth and daring not to say another word.
"Meng Hu, what do you mean?" Meng Guo was furious. He stood up, clutching his head. "This is my territory. What are you doing here, pointing fingers at me? Besides, this kid beat me up like this. Do you think he can walk out of here alive?"
“Meng Guo, I can’t control what others do, but you can’t touch Mr. Ye.” Meng Hu sneered and walked up to Meng Guo. “And I’m warning you, kid, don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been doing behind the scenes. If the old man finds out about this, he won’t let you off the hook.”
"What's your relationship with this kid?" Meng Guo was taken aback. He knew Meng Hu; this guy was a big-headed but simple-minded brute.
Even if he were simple-minded, he wouldn't risk offending his own father to protect this person.
Since he stepped forward, there is only one possibility: the guy in front of him is someone he values highly. But in Yun City, who can catch the eye of this roughneck?
“Our relationship is not important. What’s important is that you can’t touch this person.” Meng Hu didn’t directly explain Ye Xingchen’s background: “But I advise you not to cause trouble for your father. If you really mess with him, even your father can’t save you.”
"Go to hell! Is there anyone in Yun City I can't touch?" Meng Guo completely lost his temper. He pointed at Meng Hu and said, "Meng Hu, I'm giving you face by calling you cousin. If I didn't give you face, what would you be?"
"The Meng family will be mine sooner or later, and you will be kicked out of the Meng family sooner or later. Don't think that just because the old man is protecting you, you can challenge me. What a piece of trash. Let's see how long the old man can protect you."
"Is this what you truly think?" Meng Hu stared at Meng Guo.
"This is what I truly think. Now that I'm gone, you get out of the Meng family right now!" Meng Guo was so angry that he spoke without thinking.
"Heh, the old man lives to be a hundred years old, he can protect me for decades to come." Meng Hu sneered.
"Then you're overthinking it. With his physical condition, it's still uncertain whether he can even last through tonight." Meng Guo, in his smugness, spoke without any regard for others.
However, he had not yet received news that Old Man Meng had been cured by Ye Xingchen, and the old man he was talking about probably still had ten years of life left.
"It seems you know quite a bit about the old man's health condition?" Meng Hu stared coldly at Meng Guo.
According to Ye Xingchen, the reason why the old man suddenly became critically ill was entirely due to Meng Changyou's poisoning.
Meng Hu no longer intends to act recklessly. He can tolerate anything, even if his grandfather and his father force him to leave the Meng family after his death.
However, his only Achilles' heel is that he cannot touch the old man. If he does, then don't blame him for disregarding kinship.
"You..." Meng Guo suddenly realized he had said too much, so he quickly shut up and then said angrily, "Meng Hu, stop talking nonsense here. This kid smashed my head today, he has to die here."
"Then let me tell you, this is my elder brother. If you dare to lay a finger on him, I'll take your life," Meng Hu sneered.
"Are you crazy?" Meng Guo felt incredulous. What was wrong with Meng Hu? Was he randomly recognizing an older brother? Ye Xingchen looked to be only in his twenties.
But Meng Hu was already in his early thirties, yet he actually called Ye Xingchen "brother" instead?
"Whether I'm crazy or not is irrelevant. What matters is that you dare to touch Brother Ye and see what happens." When Meng Hu gets reckless, he fears no one.
"How dare you act so arrogantly on my turf?" Meng Guo roared in fury, "Are you all dead? Take this kid down! No matter who tries to stop you, beat them to death!"
"Let's see who dares." Meng Hu took a large knife from his henchman.
This guy was big and burly, tall and strong. He had this knife specially made by someone else, and he even learned a few moves from a master craftsman.
Holding a 50-60 pound broadsword, it's like a human meat-slicing machine when you swing it.
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