The strongest Fuka

Chapter 95 An accident happened to Lao Tu 【Tickets】

"No." Tang Bao flatly refused after hearing Tu Qingqing's request.

This girl let herself pretend to be her boyfriend?
What level are those brats, and what level is Tang Bao?
So he refused without even thinking about it.

"Why?" Tu Qingqing dissatisfied, with a bit of coquettish taste in her tone.

Tang Bao spread his hands, "It's too boring."

Tu Qingqing said quickly, "It won't take up much of your time. I just want that guy to give up."

Just a few days ago, a senior student in the senior class fell in love with her and came over to show her courtesy at every turn. Even though she had already stated that she didn't like him, she didn't know that he was really thick-skinned. She was really troubled, thinking of Tang Baomian before. As for the Wang family's eldest son, he naturally wanted Tang Bao to help him.

"Isn't it simple, crude and convenient to tell your dad about such a small matter?" Tang Bao was speechless.

My own father is a majestic Shuishang County boss, as long as you pull him over, you can see which little bastard dares to come here to seek death.

Who would have thought that Tu Qingqing curled her lips and said, "If my dad takes action in such a thing, wouldn't it be too shameful for me if word spreads about it?"

Tang Bao's face darkened, and before he could speak, Tu Qingqing began to persuade again, "I promise, it won't take much of your time, you just need to go there, and I'll take care of the rest, okay? ?”

Tang Bao didn't speak, but drank water silently.

Seeing this, Tu Qingqing acted like a rogue, "I've already invited you to a big meal, are you embarrassed to refuse? Shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

"Pfft -" Tang Bao almost spit out the water he drank, "Sister, it's just a meal of fried rice with eggs, do you care?"

"Say, will you help?"

Seeing Tu Qingqing acting like a rascal, Tang Bao was speechless and sighed, "When?"

"Tomorrow at noon. Oh, by the way, don't tell your rustle about this."

"You think I'm stupid?"

……

After saying goodbye to Tu Qingqing, it was already evening, and Tang Bao was walking on the road alone, wondering if Shasha and the others had arrived home.

But at this time, suddenly a car rushed out from one side.

"Huh?" Tang Bao was stunned. He had ridden in this car several times, how could he not be familiar with it? This was clearly Tu Shihao's car, but what were the potholes on this car?

Could it be that... something happened?

"Mr. Tang——Mr. Tang—" the six sons ran over from the car with their faces covered in blood, and when they saw Tang Bao, they said urgently, "Mr. Tang, hurry up and save Lord Tu——"

"What's going on?" Tang Bao immediately jumped into the car and asked in a deep voice.

"Someone is trying to kill Mr. Tu today... I have left my brother to protect him, but I still don't trust him, so I want to ask you for help. Who knew I encountered an ambush on the way... These bastards must have been betrayed by someone. Master Tu!" Liu Zi gasped and cursed loudly, and then said sincerely, "Mr. Tang, I know you have seniors you know in the martial arts world, I dare to ask you for a moment -"

"Take me there now!" Tang Bao interrupted bluntly.

The six sons were taken aback for a moment, as if they didn't react.

He knew that Tang Bao was related to the martial arts world, so Cai always called him Mr. Tang respectfully, but he didn't know that the martial arts senior he thought was actually Tang Bao himself.

If he knew the truth, he wouldn't be so surprised at this moment.

Tang Bao had guessed what he was thinking and said calmly, "I am enough."

……

Wolong Club, a high-end private club in Shuishang County.

Just a year ago, it was bought by Tu Shihao, and since then it has become Tu Shihao’s go-to place for entertaining friends and developing contacts.

And those who can come in and enjoy it are either rich or expensive.

Just today, the bodyguard at the gate had disappeared, and the expensive vermilion gate seemed to have been shattered into several pieces as if it had suffered a huge impact, and it fell miserably in the courtyard of the clubhouse.

In the corridor near the back room, pools of blood are clearly visible, which is enough to show what kind of battle it has been through before.

"Boss Tu, I haven't seen you for a few years, do you still recognize me, Mr. Lei?"

In Tu Shihao's private room, a middle-aged man wearing a suit but no tie stood in front of Tu Shihao, his collar was open, and his originally dignified British attire showed a nondescript and gangster look on him.

This person is in his 30s, not tall, and there is a scar at the corner of his eye, which makes his appearance look a little more ferocious.

At this moment, he was looking down at Tu Shihao who was sitting there, his appearance was full of arrogance and hatred, and behind him stood more than a dozen bodyguards in black with guns pointing at Tu Shihao's men.

In addition, there was a mysterious man wearing a black training uniform and mille-soled cloth shoes, sitting on the sofa, looking down at a magazine, silent, but undoubtedly, no one could ignore his existence.

Tu Shihao was holding a cigar in his hand, he had just lit it, but before he had time to take two puffs, the man in front of him ruined the atmosphere.

But right now, he doesn't have the confidence to get angry directly.

Just because of... that mysterious man looking down at the magazine.

He is a warrior!
He didn't expect that this former enemy would actually bring a martial artist, and Tu Shihao's heart... couldn't help but sink.

And after hearing the mocking words from the scarred face in the suit, he raised his head without changing his face, and laughed at himself, "Lei Wanjun, how come I don't remember you?"

Lei Wanjun smiled and said, "Hehe, yes, back then you hated me to the bone, but it's a pity, my life survived, and you said that I didn't die from this serious problem in my heart. Have you lived in peace all these years?"

Tu Shihao raised his head expressionlessly and said in a deep voice, "Lei Wanjun, if you still have some conscience, you should kneel down in front of Master Qi's grave and apologize!"

"Snapped--"

When Lei Wanjun heard this, he slapped the table angrily.

"Qiye?" He said the name coldly, his eyes almost burst into flames, "Don't mention that old thing to me!"

"And you, because of you, I have nothing, don't say it so lightly!"

Lei Wanjun's face became more ferocious.

Back then, he and Tu Shihao were both Qiye's subordinates, but after Qiye revealed that he wanted to hand over the company to Tu Shihao, Lei Wanjun secretly contacted Sheng Minghui and got rid of Qiye, but Lei Wanjun did not get what he wanted. Yes, he didn't expect that Tu Shihao would hate him so much that he would destroy everything in himself at the cost of his own death.

Tu Shihao narrowed his eyes, "Your life was saved by Qiye, and everything you have was given by Qiye. What I regret most back then was that I didn't kill you earlier after listening to Qiye's words!"

"Shut up for me!" Lei Wanjun was furious, and slapped Tu Shihao on the face.

"Snapped--"

"Master Tu——" Tu Shihao's subordinates were furious and wanted to rush over, but Lei Wanjun's subordinates smashed them back with guns.

Tu Shihao raised his left hand to signal his subordinates to feel at ease.

He stared up at Lei Wanjun expressionlessly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Lei Wanjun, this is all you can do."

"Death is imminent, how dare you speak so boldly!" Lei Wanjun was furious, grabbed Tu Shihao by the collar, and said word by word, "When I come back today, besides taking back everything I should have, I also have to— Your life!"

"Depending on you? Or relying on him?"

"Just because he is a senior in the martial arts world!"

(End of this chapter)