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Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1504: All Are the Best
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Chapter 1504: Chapter 1504: All Are the Best

"If you have things to handle, you can leave first. Feel free!"

Though they were surprised that the shadowy meeting ended so quickly, they all happily left. Especially Qin Ying, who, after his trip to the capital city, returned to the major Northwest city, Dong’an. On his way out, Qin Ying amicably greeted Jiang Guangrong. They exchanged pleasantries on the second floor.

After everyone left, the monkey lowered his head and curiously asked, "Elder Young Master, is this a way to show off to that guy today?"

Ji Suifeng smiled smugly, "I’m using a blade to kill. Nangong Shang is not good at leaving stubble. Nangong Shang will surely retaliate. Follow the movie, let him closely watch Nangong Shang. When Nangong Shang sends someone to kill Jiang Guangrong, let him bring people. If Nangong Shang kills Jiang Guangrong, that’s the best.

The dark meeting convened suddenly and ended abruptly, and everyone felt a bit unaccustomed. Nangong Shang’s departure also made others wary. No one dared to stay for dinner on the second floor. Almost everyone decided to leave the capital city at the first opportunity.

Jiang Guangrong stretched leisurely outside the hotel. Although it was already past nine in the morning, the capital sky was still dark. Dense clouds covered the entire city, with muffled thunder in the thick clouds. At this time, the usual hustle and bustle of the capital were absent, and the entire city fell into an eerie silence.

Jiang Guangrong looked up at the pitch-black sky, touching his chin with his right hand, and muttered pensively, "Things are changing..."

Zhang Xianhai noticed Jiang Guangrong’s words, and his face began to show a cautious expression. He kept glancing around the hotel, while the four brothers nodded in acknowledgment.

At this moment, five black cars stopped beside Jiang Guangrong’s meeting. A middle-aged man, with a very respectful expression, disembarked, "Hello, Mr. Jiang, I am Liu Yun, one of the top ten elders of the Green Gang. The boss instructed me to invite Young Master Jiang to dine with us. Today, Young Master Jiang helped us Green Gang in many ways. The boss specially set up a banquet to express gratitude, hoping Young Master Jiang would grace us with his presence!"

Jiang Guangrong squinted slightly. If he didn’t attend the banquet, he’d be showing fear and contempt. Attending would be risky; while it might not be an assassination attempt for now, Ann Qi’er was unsure. Especially with the mysterious note, Jiang Guangrong was more vigilant toward Ann Qi.

Liu Yun seemed to have guessed Jiang Guangrong’s thoughts, lightly chuckling, "Don’t worry, Mr. Jiang. You helped us immensely today. If our Green Gang does anything to you today, what will we face on the streets in the future? I, Liu Yun, dare to promise Mr. Jiang, no matter who wants to harm Mr. Jiang, I absolutely guarantee the safety of Mr. Jiang and his brothers today!"

"Haha..." Jiang Guangrong laughed. Regardless of whether Liu Yun spoke the truth, if Ann Ziran wanted to act, how could Liu Yun protect him? But what Liu Yun said also aligned with Jiang Guangrong’s thoughts. He did help the Green Gang today. If the Green Gang hastily commits assassination today, it could never discuss trust with others. Jiang Guangrong believed that Ann Zairen was a rational man. Even if Ann Qi refused to back down, Ann Zairen wouldn’t consent. Liu Yun also came with over ten people. If he refused Liu Yun, it would give the Green Gang an excuse to move against him.

With this thought, Jiang Guangrong nodded gently, saying, "Thank you very much, Brother Liu!"

Liu Yun was surprised to see Jiang Guangrong’s acceptance. No one knew the depth of hatred Ann Zilan held against Jiang Guangrong. Yet, Jiang Guangrong still willingly attended the banquet. Liu Yun couldn’t help but admire his bravery. Were Liu Yun in Jiang Guangrong’s position, he wouldn’t dare attend the banquet. After all, one only lives once, regardless of whether face or something more important than life is at stake?

Liu Yun nodded slightly, "Mr. Jiang, please!"

Jiang Guangrong and Liu Yun shared the same vehicle. Zhang Xianhai and Aying were in different vehicles.

In a hotel in the capital, Ann Qi’er opened the door to Ann Qi’er’s room with a proactive look. At this time, Ann Qi’er was leaning on the sofa with eyes closed. Even before opening his eyes, Ann Qi’er guessed who came in. Ann Qi’er’s voice was calm, "Why are you here? Didn’t you want to return to Xiahai first? Why are you still in the capital?"

Ann Zilan’s face was gloomy, "Father, I heard you plan to entertain Jiang Guangrong?"

Ann Zairen opened his small eyes and nodded expressionlessly, "Yes, based on his words, it’s easy for him to have Ji Suifeng reward Yantai City to our Green Gang. Either way, I must express my gratitude; otherwise, people will say I’m ungrateful and don’t know how to repay favors!"

Ann Ziran could no longer understand his father’s words. Ann Zairen’s statement was obscure, telling him not to touch Jiang’s glory at this moment. If Jiang’s glory were to be moved now, the entire Green Gang would become synonymous with ingratitude.

Ann Zi nodded, "I understand, I just casually asked. I was worried that you would do something against him, but if it’s merely for gratitude, then I’m relieved. I’ll return to Xiahai first!"

Ann Caolin’s small eyes narrowed slightly, nodding, "Okay, you go back first. The Green Gang must have someone!"

Ann Zi nodded and then left.

As Ann Zi ran out, Ann Zairen fumbled for his phone in his pocket, dialing a number, "Hello? Xing, keep an eye on Ziran for me. I don’t want any accidents happening to Jiang Guangrong. You get my meaning?"

The eight cars approached menacingly, evidently targeting themselves. Jiang Guangrong smiled, glancing at Liu Yun.

Liu Yun blushed, feeling awkward. He had just promised Jiang Rongyao that no matter who could act against Jiang Rongyao today, he’d charge out of the vehicle without a word, clearly a blow to his face.

Jiang Guangrong couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. It currently seemed that Liu Yun wasn’t planning assassination. It was likely Ann Zi acted without Ann Zairen’s knowledge, or these people were connected to the Black Dragon Gang. Jiang Guangrong slightly lowered his head, pretending to browse his phone while actually watching the driver in front of him and the man in the front passenger seat. That Liu Yun wasn’t planning anything didn’t mean Liu Yun’s men wouldn’t. They couldn’t afford to relax at this time.

Sure enough, there was a sound in the Bluetooth headsets of both the driver and passenger. They silently glanced at Jiang Guangrong through the mirror. Seeing him still on his phone, they couldn’t help but chuckle. The driver subtly slowed the car, and the man in the front passenger seat pretended to cover his mouth widely, glancing stealthily at the handgun in his lap.

With a cold expression, the person in the passenger seat was about to reach for the gun to shoot Jiang Guangrong. However, Jiang Guangrong had already noticed their intentions. At the moment the passenger seat man pulled out the weapon, Jiang Guangrong reclined onto his seat unexpectedly, gripping the man’s seatbelt tightly with both hands, pulling hard against the man’s neck. Simultaneously, he kicked at the driver’s right arm.

The person in the passenger seat didn’t expect their actions to be discerned by Jiang Guangrong. Before he could draw the gun, he felt a choking sensation. He had no time to pull the weapon. His entire neck was tightly pressed against the seat headrest. His hand caught between his neck and the seatbelt, pulling in the opposite direction. The driver’s right arm was kicked hard by Jiang Guangrong’s foot, and the just-drawn handgun fell to the car floor.

The driver held onto the steering wheel with his left hand, attempting to reach for the gun with his right arm. But how could Jiang Guangrong allow it so simply? Dangling in the air, Jiang Guangrong tugged the seatbelt with both hands, slamming his right leg heavily into the back of the driver’s head. Unintentionally, the driver crashed face-first into the steering wheel, quickly losing control. The out-of-control car plowed into the roadside barrier.

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