The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

In the evening, in the Xudong Bar in Punan, three men were puffing.

All three of them had more or less scars on their bodies, especially the man in the middle, who had a long scar on his face that stretched from the corner of his eye to his jaw, adding to his hideousness.

It was just such a vicious three people sitting there, but their faces were full of sadness.

Beside the leading man, there was a beautiful woman with gorgeous makeup, her whole body was almost hung on the man's body, and she asked softly, "Brother Luo, aren't you just a group of young brats! Brother Luo, why should you worry so much?"

"You know shit!"

Hearing this, Brother Luo pushed the woman away and asked his companion, "Xiangzi, when will Brother Zhao come over?"

"It should be soon." Xiangzi answered in response.

After the voice fell, there was a sudden knock on the door in the silent bar. Several people were overjoyed and hurried to the door to greet them.

The person outside the door was Zhao Tianlong who asked Ye Feng for leave.

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The days of working in the company are a bit boring for Ye Feng.

The whole day was basically spent sitting in the security room.

With a group of old men.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng regretted his decision to join the security department.

After all, the Lin Group is a large company with thousands of people, and there are many white-collar beauties among them, but staying in the dark security room, there is no way to get in touch with these beauties.

Even if Ye Feng wants to pick up girls or something, there is no excuse.

After being bored like this for a whole day, Ye Feng was depressed until the end of get off work time.

On the way home, Ye Feng ran into Zhao Tianlong unexpectedly.

On the not so noisy street, Zhao Tianlong followed the three men and walked quickly in one direction.

Judging from the appearance of the three men beside him, all of them are vicious.

Driven by curiosity, Ye Feng followed behind them without haste.

In the distance, Zhao Tianlong and the others seemed to be talking in a low voice, relying on his extraordinary hearing, Ye Feng also took all the content of their conversation into his ears.

"Brother Zhao, I have to trouble you, brother, for this matter. As long as you can get rid of Wang Biao and the group of people and take down the territory in Punan, you, Brother Zhao, will definitely be the guest of honor in Punan in the future."

The scar-faced man in the lead just patted Zhao Tianlong on the shoulder, and a man who looked like a younger brother whispered in his ear.

"Boss, I heard that Wang Biao has hired a good fighter this time. He is the underground boxing champion of Beihai City. He is a guy who has had a life on his hands. I wonder if you, Brother Zhao, can handle it."

"Underground boxing champion?" Scarface frowned, and looked at Zhao Tianlong uncertainly.

He didn't have much contact with Zhao Tianlong, but once in a while, Zhao Tianlong rescued him. After showing a certain strength, he would often ask Zhao Tianlong to help him solve some difficult people, and pay him some money afterwards. .

And every time, Zhao Tianlong didn't disappoint him, and easily solved those people who seemed extremely difficult to him.

Sensing the questioning gaze from Scarface, Zhao Tianlong just cast a sideways glance and said to himself, "Don't worry!"

Although Zhao Tianlong had never been in contact with the underground arena in Beihai City, the boxers who came to the fight were nothing more than ordinary people. As long as he was not a martial artist, it was impossible to cause trouble to him.

"Okay! With Brother Zhao's words, I am relieved. Today, I will let Wang Biao and his group come and go."

Hearing this, Scarface's confidence immediately doubled, and with a big wave of his hand, he led everyone to a secluded park not far away.

Behind, Ye Feng also stepped up to follow.

When he was still some distance away from the park, Ye Feng saw two groups of people confronting each other in the field.

When one of the group saw Scar's face, they immediately surrounded him. When the other group saw this, one of them burst into laughter.

"Haha! Boss Luo, I waited for a long time and thought you were afraid to come."

"Hehe, even if you, Wang Biao, dare to come, I have no reason not to come."

Wang Biao let out a sinister grin, and slowly walked up to Wang Biao and his group, sizing them up.

Except for the leader, Wang Biao, who made him pay a little attention, there was a tall man standing beside Wang Biao.

This man was two meters tall, wearing shorts and a vest, showing his strong muscles, and looked very burly. Come to think of it, this was the underground boxing champion Wang Biao had invited.

Feeling the opponent's fierce momentum, Boss Luo couldn't help tightening his heart, but after looking at Zhao Tianlong beside him, he felt relieved a lot.

"Boss Luo, don't need to talk nonsense. I will take over the place in Punan in the future. If you, Boss Luo, are sensible, just get out."

Wang Biao continued to rely on his side, with a kind of arrogant arrogance.

Hearing this, Boss Luo immediately laughed: "Hehe! I, Luo Tianxing, have been in Punan for many years, and you, a rising star, dare to be so presumptuous with me."

"That means there's no talk?"

Rejected by Boss Luo, Wang Biao not only showed no surprise on his face, but a hint of excitement on the contrary.

"Hmph! Let's talk after we win!"

After saying that, Boss Luo and his party all retreated, leaving only Zhao Tianlong alone. On the other side, Wang Biao also respectfully said to the others: "Mr. It will be credited to your account."

The two-meter tall man just nodded and walked up slowly.

Luo Tianxing and others saw that Wang Biao was so respectful to this boxer, and they suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Although Wang Biao is only a rising star this year, he has already made his own momentum in Punan, and formed a confrontation with Wang Biao. The ordinary underground fighters will also say "Brother Biao" when they see him.

But now, Wang Biao objected to the boxer being so respectful, even bending over to salute.

After hearing Wang Biao's 100 million remuneration, Luo Tianxing was worried that Zhao Tianlong would not be poor on the remuneration he had promised before, so he hurriedly increased the price and said, "Brother Zhao, if things come true, I, Luo, will also offer a million remuneration."

"No, one hundred thousand is fine."

Zhao Tianlong just shook his head, and then he focused all his attention on the opposite boxing champion.

When he came here, Zhao Tianlong had a brief understanding of Luo Tianxing through his relationship.

Lin Zehu, 28 years old, entered Beihai City's underground boxing arena at the beginning of the year, and has won 53 stops so far without losing a single defeat, and has reached the top boxing champion.

This record is enough for Zhao Tianlong to value the opponent.

"bring it on!"

After the sound, Zhao Tianlong rushed towards Lin Zehu like a thunderbolt.

In the eyes of Luo Tianxing and others, when the two of them made contact suddenly, there were seven or eight shadows of fists wanting to catch them, and there were waves of howling wind, the speed was so fast that it was almost dizzying.

The green grassland around the two of them was destroyed in an instant.