Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

When they came downstairs, Ah Hai and the lawyer were still waiting there. When they saw Meng Dong, they respectfully said, "Mr. Meng, this is Luo Sanyu, the chief lawyer of our group."

Luo Sanyu immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Meng, hello, I've seen you for a long time!"

Meng Dong stretched out his hand and shook it, but he didn't reply, what a fart, do you know me?As expected of a lawyer, he can speak.

Instead, he patted Ah Hai on the shoulder and said, "Do you want milk tea?"

"Don't drink!"

"I have money!"

Ah Hai looked at Meng Dong who was a bit abnormal, but agreed. The three of them came to a milk tea shop downstairs, and looked at the young men and women around them, feeling a little uncomfortable. They really came to the wrong place.

However, since Meng Dong has already come, it is impossible for Meng Dong not to invite him, and it is impossible for Ah Hai to refute his face, so the lawyer is even more afraid.

The three big men were sipping milk tea one at a time, Meng Dong suddenly asked: "Ah Hai, if you want to buy this building, how much will it cost? I want to buy it."

Ah Hai shook his head, he was only in charge of hands-on work, not business.

At that time, Luo Sanyu smiled and said: "Mr. Meng, I do understand that this building was invested and constructed by the Chen family. The price is unknown, but it is not the right time to buy it now. We can wait for them to give it to you."

Meng Dong handed a piece of greasy, uneaten bread in front of him, and said with a smile, "Tell me carefully."

Luo Sanyu smiled wryly: "The Chen family is a second-rate family whose main business is real estate. They have already joined the Lei family camp. As long as they lose this battle, we can force them to sell their property!"

He smiled and continued: "At that time, if Mr. Meng wants it, he can buy it at a low price, and we can also disclose the news. In order to make our subordinates merciful, they will be willing to give it to you."

"Hahaha!"

Meng Dong laughed loudly, and then said: "Mr. Luo's mind is really good, I want to poach you here, but our security team is not short of people, why don't you have another drink?"

"No, no, no!"

Luo Sanyu is also bitter. I always drink coffee and tea. Now I drink milk tea with you. If my colleagues see me, I will be laughed to death.

Meng Dong said calmly: "Ah Hai, tell your boss about this and get this building down."

Luo Sanyu almost spit out a mouthful of milk tea, boss, are you so rich and powerful?
While drinking milk tea, Wu Wenyan called. It turned out that Zhang Ergou expanded his power and came to his friend's territory to intercede.

At the same time, he also told him that the second place Zhang Ergou was going to was very dangerous.

Meng Dong hung up the phone and asked, "How about Zhou Cheng, the one-headed stick?"

Ah Hai was taken aback, and then replied: "Zhou Cheng is practicing Hongquan. He thought he practiced it very well, so he began to practice the cudgel, and the single-headed cudgel is one of them."

Meng Dong drank the milk tea in one breath, got up and said, "I'm going to see you, how about you?"

"I'm going back to protect the boss!"

After the two separated, Meng Dong drove to an abandoned industrial building. This is where Zhou Cheng and Zhang Ergou resolved their conflicts.

After finally squeezing in, Zhang Ergou just happened to be hit by a stick and flew over. After reaching out to catch it, he took several steps back.

A middle-aged man leaning on a long stick sneered and said, "Young people don't know what to do, and they want to expand the territory. Do you know that your territory was all mine many years ago!"

After seeing clearly that it was Meng Dong, Zhang Ergou said guiltily, "Master Meng, I've shamed you."

Meng Dong patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "What a shame, how long have you only entered the inner strength, and he is holding a weapon, how do you fight? Go back and practice the sword technique I gave you."

"Hey, boy, are you still thinking about going back? Today I will make you unable to practice martial arts anymore."

Seeing the long stick pointed at him, Meng Dong spread his hands and said, "Young people don't want to expand their borders, so why don't they want to support themselves at home?"

Zhou Cheng looked at Meng Dong's playful smile, and shouted angrily, "Which onion are you?"

Meng Dong took a watermelon knife from someone behind him, and said with a smile, "I'm an onion eater, not onion."

He didn't want to use the soft sword on his arm. Now that his strength is not enough, try not to expose it if he can. In this way, the opponent will always think that he can kill you, but in fact it is not enough.

If the enemy is really clear about you, it is not difficult to kill you.

He dismissed it and said: "You just want to show off with a watermelon knife, what will you do?"

Meng Dong walked forward step by step, still smiling: "Who can cut watermelon? I have also learned some basic moves in swordsmanship, please teach me, senior."

"Insanity!"

Zhou Cheng shouted loudly, and rushed over dragging his stick.

"what!"

After a loud shout, followed by a sweeping stick, Meng Dong hastily stepped back on tiptoe.

But Zhou Cheng obviously didn't intend to stop, and he slammed down with another stick in the air.

A lot of dust was instantly raised on the ground.

After the dust cleared, Zhou Cheng struggled to pick up the stick, because Meng Dong had already stepped on it and couldn't pull it out.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Dong kicked him head-on and was kicked flying.

Zhou Cheng, who got up, obviously absorbed the previous lesson, and he no longer dared to be arrogant, and became cautious.

Meng Dong smiled slightly, his ability was just like this, Wu Wenyan really made a fuss.

Carrying the knife and walking up step by step, Zhou Cheng sized it up for a long time, Meng Dong's whole body was full of flaws, but he couldn't get under the stick, it was because of his self-confidence that his whole body was full of flaws waiting for you.

In fact, Zhou Cheng was thinking too much, Meng Dong didn't have much actual combat experience in this area, and he had never encountered anyone with a stick.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, he had to move. He drew his stick away, and Meng Dong was already very close, and when it was unavoidable, he hit him with a backhand.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, Meng Dong was sent flying four or five steps, and the watermelon knife in his hand was also bent.

Seeing this, Zhou Cheng was overjoyed, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Boy, you don't know, my stick is refined by ancient methods, and you actually used a broken knife to fight."

"go to hell!"

With a loud shout, his confidence was greatly increased, and he slammed directly at him.

But when Meng Dong turned around, Zhou Cheng's long stick broke into two long and short sticks.

"Dangdang..."

A stick fell to the ground, Zhou Cheng looked at the dagger in Meng Dong's hand in disbelief, his face was slapped.

But at least he was a martial artist, and immediately another stick struck him. Meng Dong picked up the short stick on the ground and threw it head-on.

The two sticks collided, but Zhou Cheng was repelled.

The person behind said rather awkwardly: "Master Meng is really vigorous, he can break through ten thousand tricks with one effort!"

Several consecutive blows made Zhou Cheng unable to fight back, and the last blow was sent flying.

Zhou Cheng supported his back with a stick, so he didn't fall down. He frowned and said, "What a powerful sword technique, who is your master?"

Meng Dong shook his head and said, "What I do has nothing to do with my master. If that's all you have, then it's just a stick."

Zhou Cheng made a gesture with his stick, and asked again: "I think your swordsmanship looks familiar, who is your master?"

Can you not look familiar?It's all said to be basic swordsmanship.

"My master is Tan Muyun!"

As soon as Meng Dong said this, Zhou Cheng dropped the stick from his hand, knelt on the ground and shouted: "Senior brother, I have been taught by Mr. Tan, and my respect for him is like a surging river, endless! "