Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Chapter 971 To blame, to blame that person too!

In the eyes of outsiders, although he is rough, it does not mean that he is a fool and has no perception.

Many years ago, on the island, he could tell whether she had true feelings for him or not!

It is absolutely impossible for her to be a show to him!

And that night when Enbao had an accident, she hugged him and cried in desperation, he could see even more that she had no more love for him.

Yun Mo pulled out her hand vigorously: "What I'm telling is the truth, I really don't know how to make you believe it..."

He held on tightly, his eyes slid down, but he saw a small group of red marks on her wrist in order to break free from him, and then let go of her hand a little, feeling a kind of powerless sadness.

Would she rather hurt herself than be touched by herself?

She took the opportunity to pull out, took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.

He refused to admit defeat and wanted to catch up when his cell phone rang.

After listening to a few sentences, his face changed, and his footsteps also stopped:

"Day! You wait there, I'll be right there!"

**

Nancheng, entertainment city.

When Long Dinghao took his subordinates to pick up the car and arrived, he saw the brothers from the club and a group of people from the Chongde Gang shouting at the gate of the entertainment city.

On the phone, the subordinates of the entertainment city said that Zhan Kui, the head of the Chongde Gang, brought a group of people over for a drink, and then made use of the topic to make trouble.

The nightclub business in Tancheng is basically divided equally between the Qinglong Society and the Chongde Gang.

But in the past few years, under the leadership of Long Dinghao and with the help of the Huo Group, the nightclub business of the Qinglong Society has been booming, much better than that of the Zhongde Gang.

Naturally, the Chongde Gang was unwilling.

Zhan Kui, the head of the family, was not convinced, and brought people to smash the scene several times.

This is not the first time this has happened.

Long Dinghao saw that he had two brothers whose faces were ruined in the dispute, his expression immediately became gloomy, and he walked up a few steps.

Seeing him coming, Zhan Kui dusted the smoke from his fingers, blinked his good eye twice, and revealed a tooth inlaid with gold: "The eldest nephew is here."

He is almost 20 years older than Long Dinghao, so he can be regarded as Long Dinghao's uncle.

Back then, it was he and Long Dinghao's father who were fighting for territory. When the police came, Long's father was accidentally shot by the police and died.

Later, he was blinded in one eye and broke two legs by the vigorous Long Dinghao. Even if he recovered from his injuries, he was still limping and unable to walk.

Zhan Kui also remembered this account.

In recent years, they have frequently harassed the business of the Qinglong Club. Apart from competing for business, it was mostly to avenge the enemy who lost an eye.

In the past, Long Dinghao punched Zhan Kui in the face with an old punch: "Your uncle!"

Zhan Kui fell backwards, but fortunately he was supported by his subordinates.

When the members of the Chongde gang saw that the head of the family was beaten, they swarmed up to try their best.

Naturally, the members of the Qinglong Society were not far behind, and rushed over shouting.

The people on both sides continued to quarrel for a while, only to see their respective bosses lose their eyes and stop.

There must be a limit to making troubles, and if the police are attracted, neither side can get any benefits.

Zhan Kui rubbed his swollen face and spit out a mouthful of bloody foam:

"Long Dinghao, your temper is still the same as back then. Cheng, you wait, as long as there is a day for our Chongde Gang, your society will not be able to think about peace in Tancheng."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and signaled to leave.

The days are still long, and the Qinglong Club can't even think about it!

Long Dinghao suddenly rushed towards the backs of a group of Chongde gang members like a beast, twisted Zhan Kui's shoulders impartially, pulled out some hard object, and pressed the sharp part against the opponent's waist!

Everyone in the Chongde Gang was shocked, and then wanted to rush over:

"Boss!"

"What are you doing, let go of our boss!"

After the people of the Qinglong Society were stunned, they came back to their senses and rushed over to block those people, so that Long Dinghao could play to his fullest.

Zhan Kui felt his waist hurting from something, he was afraid and hated, his teeth were itchy:

"Long Dinghao, what the hell are you doing? Do you dare to touch me? Aren't you afraid of getting into the game again?"

Long Dinghao smiled sinisterly: "Don't worry if there are too many lice. Anyway, it's not the first time I've been imprisoned. What are you afraid of? It's you who are blind in one eye, and your legs and feet are inconvenient. You can't afford to be more deformed." Right? Zhan is in charge?"

Zhan Kui felt a hard object pressing down on his waist again, and broke out in cold sweat, his tone eased a bit:

"Okay! No one will look good if you make a big mess. I won't come here again, okay?"

However, Long Dinghao didn't let go of his intentions. Since the trouble was on his own land, he had to show some color, and stabbed forward with the tip of the knife, sternly:

"Zhan Kui, you fucking killed my dad, and now you're still messing with me, so forget it? Do you think I'm a rabbit?"

A stabbing pain hit Zhan Kui's waist, he only felt heat gushing out, knowing that it was bleeding, he hesitated and screamed in fright:

"Long Dinghao! Are you fucking serious? Are you crazy..."

Long Dinghao's knife point was still spinning into his flesh: "Are you really kidding me if I don't come? I have long regretted that I didn't kill you directly... just one eyeball and two legs are not worth the weight of my old man. Dad's life? Since you came to the door yourself, I will settle the account for you today!"

New hatred plus old hatred came together.

Zhan Kui knew that he was ruthless, not just talking.

When he came to settle accounts with himself, he was drinking in a nightclub with his arms around a woman.

This kid, taking advantage of his drunkenness, smashed a wine bottle on the spot and pierced one of his eyes with the gap!

He was rolling all over the floor in pain, and before his subordinate came, he picked up a bench and broke his leg.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he hurriedly said: "Your father died after being shot by a stray bullet from the police! What does it have to do with me? You can't blame me!"

Long Dinghao slid one hand on his neck, grabbed him, and said viciously, "Why is it okay? If you hadn't competed with our club for territory, my dad wouldn't have been shot by Tiaozi!"

Zhan Kui's face turned purple from being pinched, and he couldn't keep up with the other party in terms of age and strength, not to mention that he was already inconvenient in his legs and feet, and he was about to lose his breath:

"...People in the Jianghu are licking blood on the knife edge, and they will die at any time! Your father lost his life fighting for territory with us, it can only be considered bad luck! If you have to say who killed your father, it should be the one who tipped off and informed Someone from the police? It's none of my business..."

Long Dinghao relaxed a little bit.

Zhan Kui gasped for a few times, but before he could relax, he grabbed him again and grabbed his collar:

"What the hell do you mean? Back then, the police went there because someone tipped them off?"

Zhan Kui frowned: "Otherwise, why would the police come there for no reason? I checked after the incident, and it is certain that someone tipped the news and reported it to the police! So if you want to blame your father's death, you should also blame that person! If it wasn't for that Reporter, how did your father get shot by the police?"

The blue veins on Long Dinghao's forehead stood out: "Who is it?"