“No, there’s definitely a sound. Listen carefully,” Yan Zheng emphasized.
With a "bang".
This time, both of them heard it, and the sound was incredibly familiar—the sound of a gun.
Yan Zheng immediately tensed up. The three groups were currently engaged in a fierce battle, both openly and covertly, for power and profit.
It would be such a shame if they were caught in the crossfire. They tried to turn back and go back into the bar, but the bar was already closed.
With nowhere to hide, Yan Zheng stared at the little Beetle, grabbed Lao Gui, and ran toward the car.
I originally wanted to hide in the car, but I couldn't afford to be caught in a trap, so I could only hide in the shadows of the car.
A figure stumbled over, clutching his lower back; he must have been shot.
Yan Zheng's heart skipped a beat; he felt like he had seen this person somewhere before, so he quickly stood up to get a closer look.
This action not only startled the old ghost, but also made the people running over stop in their tracks.
The man hesitated for a second before rushing towards Yan Zheng, pulling open the car door and getting in. Seeing the key was still in the ignition, he quickly started the engine.
Yan Zheng and Lao Gui saw this and immediately got moving, opening the car doors one after the other and quickly getting in.
The man didn't even glance at them before driving off without closing the car door properly.
Yan Zheng felt relieved when he saw Yan Zheng checking the car. He was an experienced driver, unlike himself, who was trembling and had stalled the car several times along the way.
"Do you know how to drive a gun?" the man asked.
Yan Zheng nodded, and a gun appeared in his hand. But what right did Yan Zheng have to open the gun and kill someone?
"Aren't you going to open the gun? Do you want to die?" the man said again.
Looking at the row of people in the distance, holding guns and pointing them at his car, Yan Zheng felt that what he said was right.
He released the safety latch, grabbed the handle on the vehicle with his left hand, leaned out halfway, and repeatedly pulled the trigger at those people.
The people in the very center were taken out one by one by Yan Zheng, and at that moment, the car was driven in an S-shape.
Old Gui sat in the back and used the car's swaying momentum to brace the door with his foot. Sure enough, those people dodged the bullets, but they couldn't avoid the impact of the car door.
The car sped through the human wall, and the people behind it also opened fire. Yan Ge tossed the pistol to Lao Gui, who caught it and fired immediately.
A small hole was punched through the glass window, and a bullet shot out from the hole, piercing the chest of the person behind it.
The man looked at Yan Zheng and Lao Gui, his eyes flashing with a glint of light. What excellent talents they were! He had to capture them.
I quickly focused my mind and drove around, turning left and right, until I finally shook off that group of people.
"Thank you. I am a henchman of the third generation of the Yamaguchi-gumi. I am the leader's enemy. I was alone today, so they were chasing me."
So that's how it is. Every time there's a change in team leader or organization, there's always a fierce battle. Whether you escape alive or not depends entirely on your abilities.
The car pulled up to a secluded spot, the man parked it, turned off the engine, and smoothly pulled the handbrake. He executed the entire sequence flawlessly, a move Yan Zheng had clearly mastered.
"Come in, this is my lair, no one can find it."
Yan Zheng and Lao Gui followed the man inside, turned on the lights, and realized how small the place was.
The kitchen is right inside the door, or rather, a hallway. Then there's a room, which is completely empty except for a low table.
The man went to the kitchen, boiled a kettle of water, and washed the cup: "I have nothing here, so I can only drink plain water."
When Yan Zheng took the water, he was taken aback. He felt like he had seen the figure somewhere before, and now that he saw the face, it looked so familiar.
Yan Zheng's mind raced, and suddenly he jumped up. He knew who this person resembled: his uncle.
Everyone knows about Yan Aiguo's sacrifice, but some deaths aren't truly deaths. Could it be...?
"What's your name?" Yan Zheng asked cautiously.
"I don't remember my name. When I opened my eyes, I was in the Yamaguchi-gumi. The third gumi leader was always with me."
"Have you heard of Yan Aiguo?" Yan Zheng asked.
The man shook his head: "I'm from an island nation."
"You're from an island nation, how come you can speak Chinese?" Yan Zheng asked curiously.
“I don’t remember anything. I don’t remember anything when I woke up, but I can understand what you’re saying, so I can speak naturally.”
Yan Zheng's heart was pounding. Should he take him back to his uncle to see if he really was Yan Aiguo?
Old Gui glanced at Yan Zheng. The Yan Zheng he knew was usually not so concerned with appearances unless something big had happened.
“I am from the Xia Kingdom. Would you be willing to come with me to the Xia Kingdom to avoid trouble?” Yan Zheng asked.
The man thought for a moment, nodded, lifted the tatami mat, and took out a stack of money and a passport from underneath: "Buy a plane ticket, I have money."
Yan Zheng nodded, took the passport, pulled out a few bills, and left with the old ghost.
"Who is he? Why are you so agitated?"
"Old Ghost, do you remember my uncle's eldest son?"
Old Gui thought for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, "He is Yan Aiguo!"
Yan Zheng nodded: "I think it looks a bit like him, so I want to take him back to show my uncle."
Old Gui nodded, took out his passport, and handed it to Yan Ge: "You go buy the plane tickets, I'll go to the bank to get the money."
He might not come back after going back, since he has a household registration in Xia Country anyway, and he has to take the money he earns with him.
Half a month later, the three of them boarded a plane back to Xia Country. Yan Zheng decided that once they arrived in Xia Country, they should first call their uncle.
***
Three years ago, after getting married, Yan Ge returned to Kunming with his bride, his parents-in-law, and others.
Yan Xiaonan took her grandmother and parents to Shanghai for a trip and also invested heavily in a large amount of land and real estate.
The group returned with a full load of goods. Yan Xiaonan had only been back in the capital for two days when he immediately set off to return to Mushroom Village.
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaoqiang immediately said, "Nannan, Dad will go back with you. I miss my hometown very much too."
Grandma Yan also got excited; she had to go back and take a look at the old house where she had lived for decades.
“Okay, Yan Xiaonan thought there was a logging team in Mushroom Village with trucks. We can have the trucks come and pick up Grandma.”
Yan Xiaoqiang was excitedly heading off to buy train tickets. Trains are faster now; it only takes less than a week to get from Beijing to Mushroom Village.
Yan Daqiang was so eager to see his mother and the others return to Mushroom Village, but unfortunately, he didn't have a vacation.
However, he also stopped Yan Xiaoqiang from buying train tickets, saying that Yan Xiaoqiang could only buy hard sleeper tickets, while he himself could buy soft sleeper tickets.
Xuemei said she also wanted to go back and visit. She wanted to stay with Grandma and Nannan. Once they arrived at Mushroom Village, at least there would be someone to cook and clean.
Cuihua was conflicted. She wanted to go back, but if Qiangzi left and Xuemei left too, who would take care of such a big business?
Ye Chen'er also wanted to go; it was the place she had lived for ten years. Sheng Lijuan wanted to go even more; she wanted to see where her daughter had suffered.
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