Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 308
"1000 million!" Wang Xiaohu walked out of the bank and frowned slightly as he looked at the bank card in his hand.

His mind is full of Liu Mingming's shadows now. In fact, when he thinks about it carefully, this rich lady doesn't seem to have any big conflicts with him except for her personal style. The fact that she came to her twice to ask for help meant that her nature was not bad.

After all, she was a girl, and it seemed a little too much for her to always face her so coldly.

"Hey, let's find a chance to apologize!" Wang Xiaohu shook his head and put the bank card in his pocket. In the final analysis, his prejudice against Liu Mingming was because of the grudge in his heart.

"Didi... Didi...!" Just then the phone rang suddenly.

"Brother Hu, something happened, our store...was smashed!" Hearing Liu Dehua's words from the microphone, Wang Xiaohu's face darkened slightly.

"What... just happened?" Looking at the ruined Zhenbao Pavilion in front of him, Wang Xiaohu's face was extremely ugly.

"Hey, Brother Hu, we don't know what's going on?" Xiaopang frowned and looked at Wang Xiaohu: "When I came here with my brothers in the morning, the store had already turned into what it is now! I don't know who did it. !"

"Ma Dan, you dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, I'm so tired!" Liu Dehua's face flushed red: "If I let me know who did it, I will definitely kill him!"

"Well, now the investment has not been found, and the store has been smashed again. This time, I really fell into the trap!" Liu Jiuyang took two sips of wine, and looked at Wang Xiaohu with drooping eyelids.

"Brother Hu, what shall we... do now?" Xiaopang looked at Wang Xiaohu with a troubled expression and asked.

Wang Xiaohu looked around with a cold face, he withdrew his eyes and said lightly: "Call the police!"

Although he had already guessed who did it, but if there was no evidence, there was still nothing he could do.

"Little Fatty, you take your brothers and clean up the shop first. I will then transfer some money to your account, and you can continue decorating according to the original construction plan!"

Wang Xiaohu patted Xiaopang on the shoulder. When he glanced somewhere on the street, his pupils shrank instantly: "You come as planned, I have to go out beforehand!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

Heizi huddled behind a telephone pole, grabbed his cell phone and raised his hand to take a few photos, then stood up and walked into the alley, intending to go back to work.

"Tch, a mere country bumpkin wants to fight our young master, he really doesn't know what to do!"

Looking at the appalling Zhenbao Pavilion in the photo, Heizi smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth.

"Huh? Who is it?" The smile on the corner of his mouth froze suddenly, and he stared at the person in front of him warily.

"You smashed my shop! Tell me, who is your boss?" Wang Xiaohu leaned against the wall, looking up at Heizi coldly.

"Wang Xiaohu? You... how did you find me!" Heizi blurted out nervously when he saw Wang Xiaohu appearing in the alley at some unknown time.

"Oh? You know me? Hehe, it seems that I can't be wrong, it really is you!"

Hearing Heizi's words, the smile on Wang Xiaohu's lips instantly turned extremely cold. He moved a little, and stared at Heizi coldly: "Should you give it to yourself, or should I beat you to do it?"

"Haha, a mere second-rate warrior dares to talk nonsense, he really doesn't know how to live or die!" Heizi regained his composure in an instant. He looked at Wang Xiaohu and sneered: "Boy, what can you do even if you find out? If you know the truth, get out of here. Don't do it." Ask for trouble!"

"It seems that you are not ready to explain yourself!" Wang Xiaohu shook his head, his fists were clenched, "That's okay, I haven't exercised for a long time!"

"Cut, I didn't want to be as knowledgeable as you at first, boy, since you are looking for your own death, then don't blame me for being rude!" He rushed towards Wang Xiaohu.

With a "bang" sound, Heizi punched out, which was surrounded by the sound of whistling wind, and actually made a sonic boom sound.

"Huh!" Before the fist arrived, the fierce wind of the fist had already hurt Wang Xiaohu's face.

"Well done!" Faced with this fierce punch, Wang Xiaohu's expression remained unchanged. His eyes were fixed on Heizi's every move. When the fist hit his face and half of his arm, His right hand suddenly rose.

There was a bang, and the two fists separated in an instant.

"Push, push, push!" Heizi stepped back five steps before stopping, staring at Wang Xiaohu in surprise.

"A first-class... first-class warrior, this...how is this possible?" Feeling the piercing pain on his fist, Heizi had an unbelievable expression on his face.

"I'm telling you again, are you going to explain yourself, or am I going to hit you until you do so?" Wang Xiaohu shook his fist casually, his face extremely cold.

"You...you...!" Heizi pointed at Wang Xiaohu, his eyes rolled, his face was extremely ugly.

"Hmph, I admit that I underestimated your strength, but if you want me to speak, you are not qualified!" Heizi snorted coldly, his legs bent into a bow, he jumped up suddenly, stretched out his hands to press the top of the wall and climbed up , stepped on the wall, turned around and ran.

"Hula, Hula!" The tiles on the top of the wall were smashed and fell down under his step.

"Hehe, did you run away?" Wang Xiaohu picked up a tile casually, his pupils shrank, and a cold light flashed through the pupils, and the dynamic vision instantly opened.

Squinting his eyes to aim at Heizi's knee, Wang Xiaohu threw the tile vigorously from his hand.

"Swoosh...!" The tile flew out in an elegant arc.

"Oops...!" Heizi had just taken a few steps when his right leg suddenly trembled, and he staggered and fell down from the wall.

There was a "bang" and dust flew into the air.

"Ahem!" Wang Xiaohu reached out and fanned the dust in front of him, and walked slowly to Heizi.

"Brother, don't do it, I...I'll attack you all!"

Seeing Wang Xiaohu's cold face, Heizi shuddered and waved his hands in panic.

"Say, you gave the instructions!"

Wang Xiaohu stared at Heizi condescendingly and said coldly.

"I'll do it all, I'll do it all. Our boss asked me to do it. It has nothing to do with me!" Heizi looked bitter.

"Huh? Who is your boss?"

"Our boss is...!" As Heizi spoke, the fear on his face instantly turned into sarcasm.

"Die...!" With a gloomy and black expression on his face, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a dagger from his waist, stabbing towards Wang Xiaohu's throat suddenly.

"Dang!" Just when the dagger pierced Wang Xiaohu's throat three inches, the smile on the corner of Heizi's mouth froze instantly.

Wang Xiaohu raised his right hand suddenly, his two fingers gripped the dagger tightly like iron tongs, he twisted it hard, and there was a crisp "ding dong", and the dagger snapped.

"You...!" Heizi stared at Wang Xiaohu with a fearful expression. Before he could say a word, he felt as if his chest had been hit by a truck, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Bang!" Wang Xiaohu punched Heizi's chest, sending him flying two meters away, and he hit the wall heavily before stopping.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

Wang Xiaohu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were as cold as ice.

(End of this chapter)