I have been transformed by the system

"You're right." Song Yang nodded, looked back at Wu Youer and Song Le, gave Wu Youer a word, and closed the door.

Then he looked at the approaching man in a suit.

"But I forgot to tell you that what I hate the most in my life is when someone threatens me!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yang stretched out his hand and slapped the face. The man in the suit who was approaching became alert after hearing Song Yang's words, but it was a pity that his so-called defensive posture was nothing to Song Yang. the difference.

The man's eyes flickered, and with a slap, he had already received a solid slap on the face, and half of his face was swollen immediately.

"You dare to hit me!" The leading man looked resentful, and wanted to hit Song Yang with a backhand punch. However, although his movements were standard, in Song Yang's eyes, they were no different from crawling with a turtle. As for the arm joints, Song Yang just put his fist there and heard a click.

The leading man in the suit broke his arm with his own strength!
Woo! ! !The leading man in the suit let out a miserable snort, but he was also stiff, and kicked out his right leg with lightning. This kind of reaction is definitely considered a master among ordinary people, but it is a pity that he met Song Yang.

Song Yang followed the same pattern, and did not use any attacking movements, but put his feet on the trajectory of the opponent's movement.

There was another click, and the man's right leg joint was also broken!

ah!A howl.

Two consecutive heavy injuries, how could this man bear it, he passed out from the pain.

The two men who followed him reacted and made an attacking posture, but Song Yang didn't move, just sneered: "Are you sure you want to attack me?"

These words were like cold water directly extinguishing the thought of the two of them making a move. It would be better for the two of them to faint the man in the suit if they stretched out their hands.

"Since you're leaving, hurry up, don't waste time, I'll be back for dinner."

After Song Yang finished speaking, he walked forward without looking back, completely ignoring the possibility of a surprise attack by the two of them, but the two hesitated for a while, and helped up their fainted companion, and walked out together with Song Yang.

Half an hour later, the two men drove Song Yang to a restaurant called Zhiweilou. The decoration was very elegant, and it didn't seem to have any relationship with the underground society at all.

I think we met here.

Song Yang didn't bother to wait for the three people who came to report, so he walked over directly.

Zhiweilou is well-known in this area, and business is booming in the afternoon, but there is no one there at this time, presumably the Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce has directly reserved the venue.

Song Yang walked over, and two men in suits embroidered with three bamboo leaves reached out to stop Song Yang.

"I'm Song Yang, your boss asked me to come." Song Yang said lightly, and the two men in suits who guarded the gate looked at each other.

"You can go in. According to the rules, search first." After speaking, he wanted to come up and touch Song Yang's body.

Song Yang took a step back.

"Hehe, I don't have such a rule. If this must be the case, then I will leave first."

After hearing Song Yang's words, the two men in suits smiled grimly: "Do you really treat yourself as a guest? Let me tell you, you are just an appetizer for today, and you still want to leave?"

As they said that, the two of them gathered around and stretched out their hands to grab it, but Song Yang just smiled lightly. When he came today, he was already prepared to make a big fuss, so he wouldn't hold back his hands.

But with one move, the two of them were beaten into gourds. Song Yang asked Ming Qingzhu Chamber of Commerce boss's private room is 808, and went straight up.

When they met the people from the Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce, they immediately knocked them over, and then walked to 808, without knocking on the door, just pushing the door and entering.

The private room is not small, about forty to fifty square meters, but what makes Song Yang a little puzzled is that Zhiweilou is a well-known restaurant nearby, and there is no food in the largest private room. On the big dining table, there is only a grand master's chair instead.

Sitting on the Taishi chair was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, wearing a black tunic suit with three bamboo leaves embroidered on the breast pocket.

However, the bamboo leaves are made of gold thread. This person must be Wu Yingxiong, the president of the Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce.

There are more than a dozen people standing around him, all of them are walking steadily, with fierce eyes, obviously they are not simple people.

"who are you?"

"Who told you to come in?"

"Brat, do you want to die!"

Seeing Song Yang coming in, all the people present started clamoring. The crowd was so imposing and oppressive, but Song Yang didn't realize it, and just looked at Wu Yingxiong in the middle.

"I'm Song Yang, your subordinate said, are you looking for me?"

Wu Yingxiong looked up at Song Yang, and snorted: "Ask someone to take him down, don't delay today's business!"

The younger brother next to him nodded and took out his mobile phone to dial out, but no one answered for a long time. He was about to go out to check.

Song Yang said, "Don't bother. I'm afraid no one of your people can respond."

"Because I've knocked them all down."

When Song Yang said this, it was as if he was saying that the weather is fine today.

"You!" The little leader holding the mobile phone looked at Song Yang with disbelief and anger.

"Hehe, young man, it seems that he is very confident in his own strength." Wu Yingxiong looked at Song Yang seriously after hearing this.

Song Yang shrugged.

"But it's really unwise for you to do this. Originally, the task I received was to expel you from the East China Sea. But if I touch my brother, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for you to leave."

Wu Yingxiong said in a deep voice.

"Come on, take him down for me."

After speaking, four or five men in suits from the Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce approached Song Yang.

Song Yang didn't care at all, but he noticed what Wu Yingxiong said just now, the task he received... This means that today's matter seems to be manipulated by someone behind it.

But who is it?
Just as Song Yang was thinking, he stretched out a hand.

"Boy, don't resist, brothers, be gentle."

Song Yang remained silent, smiled slightly, and punched back.

After 1 minute, all five people were lying on the ground.

"Master Xiong, isn't it? You don't seem to be enough." Song Yang looked at the people on the ground, and then at Wu Yingxiong.

"You?!" Wu Yingxiong probably only saw Song Yang move his hands a few times, knocking down his five little brothers, and stood up in surprise.

Song Yang didn't speak, and walked directly to Wu Yingxiong.

"Damn it, brat, I think you're tired of living!"

A few more people rushed out from the side, holding steel pipe daggers in their hands, obviously ready to strike ruthlessly.

However, there is no special difference between the results of having weapons and not having weapons.

Bang, bang, one's dagger pierced that's thigh, and the front steel pipe hit the back arm.

Song Yang's technique of Taijiquan using force to strike was brought into full play.