God level funny comparison system

It was already midnight.

In the basement of Ye Paris Bar, Zheng Qiang was still sitting behind his desk for two hours.

His brows were furrowed, a cigar was dangling from his mouth, and the blue smoke was swirling around, blurring his face.His eyes flickered, and he had a very anxious look on his face.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the huge clock in the office. It has been a long time. The person sent out should have returned. It is just killing a useless person. Is it so difficult?

"Dingling." At this moment, Zheng Qiang's cell phone rang.

He was startled, as if he had heard a sign of happiness, and he was in a hurry before answering the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, Zheng Qiang said excitedly: "How is it? Has it been done?"

However, there was a short silence on the other side of the phone, and then a weak and sad voice came, "Brother Qiang, we, we were caught."

"What kind of horse?" With his eyes wide open, Zheng Qiang stood up with a bang, causing the originally quiet smoke around him to roll around agitatedly.

There was a short silence on the phone again, and then another voice came, "Ahaha, Boss Zheng, long time no see. Are your eyes still hurting?"

"Haha..." Another burst of laughter came from the phone, deafening.

"Knock." Zheng Qiang's heart sank, and the original sinister look in his eyes faded away like a tide, leaving only a emptiness and a faint uneasiness.

On the other side, on the road not far from the downstairs of the hospital, Zhang Long hung up the phone without saying any more, then he took out his mobile phone and dialed Han Xiaole's number.

With the Zhijian system, it is easy to find Han Xiaole's number.

Looking at this scene, the dozen or so black-clothed men lying on the ground frowned, secretly guessing what kind of tricks this kid was going to play. He was so rampant before, and he should be looking for Zheng Qiang to settle accounts. Could it be this? Calling again?
The few people took a deep breath, and they really couldn't figure out how powerful this student-looking guy was, and he wasn't even afraid of Zheng Qiang.

Some people in black guessed that Zhang Long was calling the Zhang family, so they felt relieved. If the Zhang family went out to find Zheng Qiang, the Zheng family would not just sit idly by. After all, Zheng Qiang was Zheng Hong's righteous man. Son, if it was just Zheng Qiang's own conflict, the Zheng family might not care about it, but if the Zhang family came forward to trouble him, the Zheng family would definitely take action. There is no way, the two families have some problems, and helping Zheng Qiang is secondary Yes, face is the most important thing.

However, they all guessed wrong.

After chatting with Han Xiaole on the phone for a while with a playful smile on his face, Zhang Long hung up the phone.

The dozen or so men in black couldn't help being stunned. Judging from the tone, it didn't look like they were calling the elders in his family, but they seemed to be picking up girls.

your sister!A dozen or so men in black were struck by lightning again, when is this, are they still picking up girls?I really want to come out as soon as I come out!Be sick!

However, the truth soon became clear.

Han Xiaole came, and not alone, but a group of people.

There was a muffled roar on the quiet road, and three oversized cars sped up from the end of the street. They were all black, embellished with golden patterns, like lightning, and on the side of the car, they all had the unique logo of the Wulian Association. The logo, climbing up the dragon and attaching the phoenix, down to the sea of ​​flowers and beasts, is full of domineering.

Under the streetlights, the smooth lines of the car body reflected bright brilliance, flowing towards the rear like flowing water at an extremely fast speed, and there were four blue jets of energy on the rear of each car.

The three cars quickly arrived at the place where everyone was, the doors opened, and a group of people in the uniform of the Wushu Federation came down one after another.

The leader was really Han Xiaole, dressed in a body-shaping black dress, high-top leather boots, a peaked cap on his head, and a long sword with a bronze handle on his back.

A group of men in black who followed were also dressed in the same attire, but they were all strong and strong men. In addition to a long sword with a black iron handle on their backs, they also wore an energy pistol on their waists.

There were eight people in a car, and more than 20 people got off the car, showing an extremely domineering majesty, and the crowd dispersed automatically, letting everyone walk over.

"Hey, what's going on here? People from the Martial Arts Federation?" The dozen or so men in black lying on the ground were stunned, and things were beyond their imagination.

I thought that Zhang Long would go to Zheng Qiang to settle the score by himself. In that case, Zheng Qiang still had a chance of winning, but this guy actually called the Wulian Association.

This, this is against the rules!

The conflicts between big families like the Zhang family and the Zheng family have never passed through the Wulian Association. More importantly, like the students in the school, once they have passed the Wulian Association, will they still have the face to come out?

"Zhang Long, you, you actually called the Martial Arts Association?" The leader of the man in black couldn't help but stared at Zhang Long with disdain, "Are you still from the Zhang family? Go to our brother Qiang, ask the Wulian Association to help, what kind of heroes are you?"

The loud scolding sound was full of contempt.

The surrounding students also frowned, asking the Wulian Association to come out to help was indeed not a heroic act in their opinion, Liu Yueqing and Le Ying were also a little disappointed, thinking that Zhang Long would take them to Ye Paris to kill him If there is no piece of armor left, it seems that there is no play now.

Only Luo Shuang disagreed and agreed with Zhang Long's approach.

"Hehe, I never expected that we would fall into the hands of someone like you. Let me tell you, brat, you'd better not come out to play around in the future, even if you do, no one will give you face." Wulian gave Wulian a blank look. Those who will meet, the headed man in black laughed sarcastically again.

"It hurts...uh..."

Zhang Long kicked out suddenly, and hit the man in black's chest with such force that the man in black slid close to the ground for several meters before stopping, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Retracting the soles of his feet, Zhang Long raised his sword eyebrows, and said melodiously and complacently: "You really talk a lot of fucking nonsense. Manly man, hero? Damn, you really think highly of me."

Speaking of this, Zhang Long's expression suddenly changed, he turned his head to look at Han Xiaole who was standing aside, and said very sadly: "Master Han, you have seen, these bastards not only bully our students, but also use their mother's This kind of words are trying to fool us. They want us to die!"

Saying that, Zhang Long pretended to wipe away his tears, came to Shang Gu again, and cried again: "Master Han, you see, this is my classmate, they are all paralyzed, they are still I came to trouble him, and obviously wanted to kill him! If Teacher Liu Yueqing was not here, my classmate... my heart... Is this world swollen? The Wulian Association will decide for me!"

The whole place was sluggish.

Everyone's mouths grew wide, and they looked at Zhang Long as if they were crazy, but at the same time they cast their hearts on the ground in admiration.It's unreasonable not to win an Oscar for this acting skill!
Sure enough, the faces of the gang from the Martial Arts Association turned gloomy, and their gazes slowly fell on the faces of the dozen or so men in black. A dozen or so big men, all of whom have high cultivation levels, actually came out in the middle of the night to stab people Can a student do it?
Those men in black were even more heartbroken, who killed whom!

The man in black closest to Han Xiaole also had tears of grievance in his eyes, stared at Zhang Long and shouted: "Stinky boy, you are really fucking cheap, we were beaten like this by you, and you still pretend to be weak? "

"Shut up! Bang!" With a fixed gaze, Han Xiaole stepped on the chest of the man in black. The man in black's eyes stared and his voice was stuck in his throat.

Looking back at Zhang Long, Han Xiaole turned his attention to the man in black again, and said coldly: "If what they said is true, based on your behavior, even if you were killed by these students tonight, you should be!"

"Master Han is wise!" Zhang Long yelled and ran over, "Master Han, this group of people did not come by themselves, they have a mastermind, and it is Zheng Qiang, the owner of Ye Paris Bar. You also know that he belongs to the Zheng family People, the dignified Zheng family, actually, actually want to kill a student who is paralyzed in bed, do you think he should die or not!"

"Damn it!" Before Han Xiaole could speak, the big guys from the Martial Arts Association shouted in a low voice.

"It's still fair to the Wulian Association. With you here, we little people can rest assured." Zhang Long pretended to be more vigorous!
"Zhang Long, stop pretending, I'm going to vomit." Han Xiaole grinned, couldn't help but stop Zhang Long, then turned around and glanced at everyone present and said, "Are you sure they were sent by Zheng Qiang?"

"Yes, they called Zheng Qiang just now. If you don't believe me, check your phone! They even admitted it to us before, we have a recording here!"

The students said in unison.

"It's over." Hearing the overwhelming shouts, the man in black who was kicked away fell limply on the ground again, and murmured blankly.

As for Zhang Long, the habitual evil smile appeared again at the corner of his mouth.