I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 464

Elder Zhong hailed a car, and brought Zhao Yifan and Gu Tianhe to a building.

"Mr. Zhong." The security guard here quickly saluted after seeing Mr. Zhong.

"Are those old guys here?" Elder Zhong asked directly after glancing at the security guard in front of him.

Hearing Mr. Zhong's address, the security guard gave a wry smile. Those few were famous big shots, so Mr. Zhong dared to call them that.

"Here we are, drinking tea on the ninth floor." Regarding Mr. Zhong's question, the security guard didn't dare to neglect him, and said hastily.

"Drink tea? They will enjoy it." Mr. Zhong sneered, and then led Zhao Yifan and the others inside.

After entering the building, Elder Zhong led Zhao Yifan and the others to the ninth floor.

It was not the first time Mr. Zhong had come to the building, but he was very familiar with it.

Soon he walked into the rest room, and there happened to be three old men drinking tea and chatting here.

When they saw Mr. Zhong walking in, the three elders were also slightly taken aback.

"Old Zhong is not at home to practice calligraphy, why did he come here to see us?" An old man said with a smile. "It really flatters us."

"The devil came to see you." He gave the old man a hard look, and said unceremoniously. "I'm here for business."

"Business?" After hearing what Zhong Lao said, the elders of Sanming showed curiosity, and quickly asked Zhong Lao, what's the business, let's talk about it.

"Aren't you going to participate in that martial arts competition?" Mr. Zhong said directly without being polite. "I want to send someone to participate."

Hearing Zhong Lao's words, the expressions of the three old men became weird.

An old man couldn't hold back, and asked Mr. Zhong quickly. "Did I hear you right? You actually want to participate in this competition."

"Do you have any disciples under your sect to send? Or, are you going to do it yourself?"

"That's a contest between younger generations. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to participate in it!"

"Others will laugh at our law enforcement organization, which has no successors and bullies the small with the big."

"Who said I have no one to send." Elder Zhong said angrily as if someone had stepped on his tail. "I have people, and I brought people today."

From the looks of it, Mr. Zhong came prepared.

The three old men frowned and looked behind Elder Zhong.

Sure enough, behind Mr. Zhong, he saw an old man and a young man. The old man was naturally Gu Tianhe, and the young man was Zhao Yifan.

Gu Tianhe is beyond his age, it seems that the person Zhong Lao said is Zhao Yifan.

"Looking at the age of this little friend, I don't know if he has reached the ground level." An old man asked Zhao Yifan curiously. "If you want to participate in the competition, the minimum requirement is to reach the ground level."

"If you don't achieve it, I'm afraid you won't be able to participate in this competition."

"Senior, please rest assured, the kid is already an earth-level powerhouse." In order to prove himself, Zhao Yifan directly released his aura.

"Intermediate land quality." After feeling Zhao Yifan's aura, the three old men frowned even deeper.

If Zhao Yifan reaches the ground level, he is indeed eligible to participate in the competition.

However, the places for the contest had already been allocated, which made them a little embarrassed.

"Well, you have nothing to say this time!" Zhong Lao said proudly.

The three old men glanced at each other, their hearts filled with bitterness.

"Old Zhong, it seems that it is a bit of a coincidence that you came here." An old man hesitated and said to Zhong Lao. "The quota has been allocated."

"How about we save one for you next time we compete?"

Listening to the old man's words, Zhong Lao's complexion suddenly became bad.

"What do you mean?" Elder Zhong said with an angry expression. "It was agreed at the beginning that each person has three places."

"Now you tell me that the quota is gone. Could it be that your original promise was a fart?"

"I'll ask you guys, where are my three quotas!"

Facing Elder Zhong's questioning, the three elders laughed wryly.

It was indeed agreed at the beginning that each person has three places.

Mr. Zhong hadn't sent anyone to participate in the martial arts competition for many years. They all thought that Mr. Zhong was not interested in the competition, so they decided without authorization and sent out all three of Mr. Zhong's places.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhong suddenly wanted to participate in the martial arts competition, and he didn't reveal any news before, which really caught them by surprise.

He brought everyone here, it seems that Mr. Zhong is determined to participate in this martial arts competition, which will be difficult.

It must be that they have already given away the places and taken the benefits, so why should they want to come back?

"We thought that Mr. Zhong was not interested in martial arts, so we gave away your three places." If Mr. Zhong was not given an answer, I am afraid that Mr. Zhong would not let it go. An old man smiled wryly and said.

"Okay! You are so bold, you dare to give away my quota without telling me." Elder Zhong stared angrily. "Whoever occupies my quota, let them go immediately."

"I dare to take my place, it's really boring."

The three elders all knew about Mr. Zhong's temper. Seeing Mr. Zhong getting angry, they were not angry, but rather bitter in their hearts.

"It's hard to get this quota." An old man said to Mr. Zhong. "The three people who got the quota, their backgrounds are not simple."

"They are Zhou's family and Jiang's family in Kyoto respectively, and the last place is given to Mr. Tang's grandson."

After knowing the whereabouts of the three quotas, Elder Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly. "You will take my things as gifts."

"I don't care who you give it to, I only want one spot."

"My quota, if you don't come, spit out your own quota."

"If you don't give me a quota today, I will never end with you."

Mr. Zhong also knew that it might not be an easy task to get back the three quotas given out.

But Mr. Zhong is not so easy to bully, since he came today, no matter what, he must get a spot.

Even if he couldn't get his spot back, he still had to grab a spot from these three old men.

"Aren't you embarrassing us?" An old man said with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Hmph." Elder Zhong snorted coldly and said. "When you gave away my quota, why didn't you say that I made things difficult for you?"

"Presumably you have also received the benefits of those three families!"

"Since you have taken the benefits, you have to do things."

"I don't care so much now, as long as there is one spot."

"If you don't give it to me, then you can't blame me."

"When the time comes to make things big, it will not be a matter of quota."

Hearing Elder Zhong's threat, the faces of the three elders suddenly turned bad.

In any case, the three of them are well-known figures in the entire capital, and it really feels shameless to be threatened by Mr. Zhong like this.

They didn't dare to doubt Mr. Zhong's words. If they didn't agree to Mr. Zhong's request, with Mr. Zhong's personality, they really dared to make this matter a big deal, and then it would not be a matter of quota.

"Let's discuss it." The three old men glanced at each other, and then said to Mr. Zhong.

My heart is also full of helplessness. If I had known in advance, I would have reserved a quota, and there would not be so many troubles.

Then the three elders stood aside and started discussing in a low voice.

"I didn't expect you to be promoted to the middle level of the earth so soon, good, very good." Looking at Zhao Yifan next to him, Mr. Zhong showed a gratified smile.

When Zhao Yifan unleashed his aura, he also gave Zhong Lao a rule. The last time he fought, Zhao Yifan was still at the elementary level of the land rank. How long did it take to reach the intermediate rank of the land rank? The speed of improvement is too fast.

When Zhao Yifan was at the elementary level of the land rank, his combat power was not weak. Now that he has advanced to the middle rank of the land rank, his strength must have improved even more.

For Zhao Yifan, Mr. Zhong was really full of expectations.

"Don't worry, I will definitely fight for a spot for you." Elder Zhong said confidently.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhong." Zhao Yifan said hastily. "Don't worry Mr. Zhong, I will definitely not disappoint Mr. Zhong."

At this time, Mr. Zhong, the more he looked at Zhao Yifan, the more pleasing he felt.

It feels like finding Zhao Yifan is the wisest choice he has ever made.

"We've already discussed it." After a while, an old man took a step forward and said to Mr. Zhong. "We can give you a spot."

"However, if you want to get this quota, you still need to look at this little friend's ability."

"What do you mean?" Elder Zhong frowned and asked.

"Now all the quotas have their own owners, and we don't want to take them by force." The old man explained. "That's good, let's have a fairer challenge."

"No matter who this little friend challenges, as long as he defeats the opponent, the opponent's quota will belong to the little friend."

"If you can't challenge it, then I'm sorry."

"I wonder what Elder Zhong thinks?"

"Those who are able to get the quota will get it, good, good." Mr. Zhong still had great confidence in Zhao Yifan, nodded his head and said. "I have no objection, so let's do it!"

"If the skills are not as good as others, I won't say much, just turn around and leave."

"As for the future quota, who you will control, I will not say much."

"If we win by luck, how about you just spit out what those three families gave you?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhong played so well that the three old men glanced at each other.

Whether they win or lose, they don't seem to have much to lose.

If they really won, they would use Mr. Zhong's three places in the future, and Mr. Zhong would not be able to say anything.

After exchanging glances, he agreed to Mr. Zhong's request.

"Okay, then we'll make a deal, I hope Mr. Zhong won't go back on his word!" An old man said with a smile.

"A man who spits and nails every man, whoever repents is a son of a bitch." Mr. Zhong said unceremoniously.

Rude, really rude.

Unexpectedly, after so many years of proficiency in writing, Zhong still lacked a bit of elegance.

But Mr. Zhong agreed, which is also a good thing for the three old men.

(End of this chapter)