124: Three veterans forcefully suppressed the situation.

"Okay, I'll get there as fast as I can."

Jiang Chuan's expression changed when he received Steel Gun King's call, and he spoke to him solemnly.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Qingcheng asked, seeing Jiang Chuan's troubled expression.

"A friend ran into some trouble, so I might not be able to go to Modu with you for now. Once I'm done here, I'll contact you as soon as I get back to Modu."

Jiang Chuan's expression returned to normal, and he chuckled softly.

"Alright, you go ahead and take care of your business. Give me a call when you return to Modu."

Mu Qingcheng agreed, not demanding that Jiang Chuan stay with her.

Jiang Chuan dropped Mu Qingcheng off at the airport, then immediately activated his GPS, setting the destination directly to Changsheng Village.

Changsheng Village, as its name suggests, was a place where the elderly lived exceptionally long lives.

Changsheng Village was a very small, secluded village in the provincial capital, practically cut off from the world. Even locals in Southern Yunnan rarely heard of it.

Jiang Chuan drove furiously, rushing towards Changsheng Village at top speed.

Through the phone, Jiang Chuan already knew that a unscrupulous developer had set his sights on the entire Changsheng Village, planning to demolish it at a low price, but no one agreed.

The villagers united against him, directly chasing the unscrupulous developer away.

The unscrupulous developer, naturally, wouldn't give up. He contacted some gang members to head to Changsheng Village and also paid off some corrupt Official Authorities, telling them to turn a blind eye. This time, the unscrupulous developer planned a forced demolition.

Steel Gun King, worried about the villagers, immediately thought of Jiang Chuan, hoping he could help Changsheng Village overcome this crisis.

Jiang Chuan was very fast, spending a full four hours before finally arriving at Qianlong Town.

Jiang Chuan looked at the navigation, seeing that only half an hour remained to Changsheng Village, and slightly let out a breath.

He didn't slow down, still rushing to Changsheng Village as quickly as possible.

By then, dusk was gradually falling.

When Jiang Chuan drove there, he saw hundreds of Young Men holding steel rods standing outside the village, not allowing anyone to leave or enter.

"Stop, no one is allowed to enter here."

Jiang Chuan was about to drive into Changsheng Village when he was quickly intercepted by two Young Men.

Jiang Chuan heard the two Young Men's words, looked at the steel rods in their hands, and understood that these people must be the hired thugs Steel Gun King had mentioned.

Jiang Chuan completely ignored their words, intending to step on the accelerator to see if they would get out of the way, but his foot, about to press the pedal, stopped.

He saw hundreds of people emerging from Changsheng Village. These people included the elderly, children, Young Men, and women... All of them held farming tools in their hands.

These farming tools included hoes and sickles... Jiang Chuan understood from this scene that the villagers of Changsheng Village were prepared to fight to the death to protect their homes.

"Are those medals?"

"That's a handgun!"

Jiang Chuan gasped, looking at the two men leading the group.

He didn't recognize the specific medals, but he saw the three elderly men leading, dressed in old military uniforms, their bodies covered in military medals.

Their identities were clear.

These were three retired soldiers who had received numerous honors and merits. They had fought their entire lives for this country, and now, in their old age, they were unexpectedly facing the prospect of having their homes taken away by an unscrupulous developer.

"You're asking for death."

Jiang Chuan was completely enraged.

He deeply respected these retired elderly people. They had dedicated their lives to this country, they had built this new nation with their flesh and blood, and they should not be subjected to such unfair treatment.

"Old man, do you think a crude gun can scare us? Let me tell you, sign the papers and move out now if you know what's good for you, and you'll still get some money. If you really piss me off, I'll burn down your entire village and take this place for myself."

"How dare you! If you dare to burn this place down, see if the gun in my hand agrees."

The only old man holding an old-fashioned handgun was furious, his hand holding the gun trembling, as he was already over eighty years old.

"Old man, your damn hand holding the gun is trembling, can you even fire it? If you have the guts, try firing it."

"You dare to provoke me? See if this old man dares to shoot."

The old man looked coldly at a Fat Middle-aged Man, roared, and directly pulled the trigger.

But no bullet came out.

The gun in the old man's hand looked new, but it was decades old and ultimately unusable.

"Idiot, thinking a fake gun can scare me."

"Since you refuse a toast and prefer a penalty, then force them to sign."

The Fat Middle-aged Man scoffed, ordering the gang members behind him.

"Yes, Boss Zheng."

The gang members shouted in response, gripping their steel rods, ready to act and forcibly demolish.

"Stop right there! How dare you disrespect these old soldiers!"

"Don't you know that you can stand here happily today, unharmed, all thanks to these old people?"

Jiang Chuan got out of his car and roared.

As Jiang Chuan's words fell, everyone stopped, their gazes shifting from Jiang Chuan to the Fat Middle-aged Man.

"What are you looking at me for? Did I tell you to stop?"

"And cripple that guy who spoke up for me too."

The Fat Middle-aged Man completely ignored Jiang Chuan's words and cursed.

"Yes, Boss Zheng."

The group of gang members replied.

They didn't understand history, nor did they understand what these old people had done. They only knew that if they acted today and dealt with these villagers, they would receive generous rewards.

"Brother Jiang..."

Steel Gun King, amidst the crowd, also heard Jiang Chuan's voice and shouted towards him.

"Cripple them for me."

The gang members acted decisively, swarming forward and rushing towards the villagers, with the three old soldiers being their primary targets.

"You're asking for death."

Jiang Chuan roared in anger and quickly rushed over.

Jiang Chuan was very fast, but the distance was too great, and he still couldn't save the three old men.

"Damn you, how dare you hit our clan elders! You're asking for death, and today we'll grant it to you!"

With the three old soldiers beaten down, the villagers were completely enraged, wielding their farming tools and charging towards the gang members.

"Damn it."

Jiang Chuan saw the three old soldiers lying beaten and bleeding profusely, becoming utterly furious. He directly charged at the gang members, striking without mercy.

Bang, bang, bang!

Jiang Chuan's strength was terrifying. The gang members in front of him were no match at all. In just a dozen seconds, seven or eight gang members had fallen.

Jiang Chuan fought with increasing ferocity, dodging the weapons in the gang members' hands and fiercely beating them.

The villagers, watching Jiang Chuan, who seemed like a war god descended, stopped their actions immediately, their gazes fixed on him, their eyes filled with intense shock.

Three minutes later, all the gang members lay on the ground wailing, and his cold gaze also turned towards the Fat Middle-aged Man.