"Let's get straight to the point."
Jiang Qing said, "When I arrived here not long ago, the Shang siblings had already taken over the family housing compound. I happened to save Shang Xiong once, and stayed here afterward."
"Unfortunately, Shang Xiong held all the power, and he'd stolen quite a few firearms. Then he set his sights on your armored vehicles. I tried to talk him out of it, but it was no use."
Gu Cheng kept feeling there was something familiar about the man's bearing.
"So you must have guessed we'd kill Shang Xiong?"
Jiang Qing nodded slightly. "Yes. He was just a former gangster who couldn't handle most of those firearms properly. Compared to your special forces, he was nothing but a clown."
With no reason for either side to be enemies, they could stay here for a couple of days, get everything ready, and then set off.
Gu Cheng said half-jokingly, "You carry yourself a bit like a police officer, Mr. Jiang."
A pair of eyes turned a solemn gaze on him, their intensity no weaker than Gu Cheng's.
Jiang Qing suddenly smiled. "I was one for a few years. Then something happened to my family, and I resigned."
"Speaking of which..." Jiang Qing looked at Ye Ruan, who had been standing quietly to one side with his sweet, innocent face.
"You look a lot like my younger brother."
Ye Ruan froze, pointed at himself, and blinked his doe eyes twice.
"Me?"
Even Jiang Qing's gaze softened as he looked at Ye Ruan.
"Yes. His name was Jiang Yan, my youngest brother. He looked innocent and harmless, just like you, but he was actually an excellent shot."
Jiang Qing sighed, a flicker of despair passing through his eyes.
"But when he was eighteen, he had an accident