Dixu Street is located in the southern suburbs of the slum "Huaiyang Street".

At the end of the street, there is a splendid high-rise building, surrounded by towering railings and heavily guarded, which is where the headquarters of the "Ding Rong Financial Company" is located.

Late at night, on the sixth floor of the building, the chairman's office.

Wang Dingrong, chairman of the company, sat on the leather back swivel chair behind the desk with a gloomy face, and his right knuckle gently tapped on the table.

General Manager Wang Dinghua was clubbed to the side with a face, his hands around his chest, and he stared at Li Haozi kneeling at the table with a fierce look, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

Li Haozi's face was covered with blood, his body was rickety, and it seemed that his injuries had worsened a little, and he had obviously been beaten again.

He kowtowed a few times on the ground, and said with a sad face: "Brother Wang...... This time it's really not that the little brother is deliberately slippery, it's really Chen Yuan's kid who is too powerful, and the few men I brought with me were all beaten down by him, and now the person is still lying in the hospital, I can come back alive to see you, it's a blessing......"

"You might as well be dead. Wang Dingrong replied coldly.

"It's not the first day that you've done things for me, I'll let you take someone to Chen Kexiong's house to collect the debt, you're good, you folded so many people, lost the company's face, not to mention, and signed the 'note' privately, so that the company lost more than 100,000 yuan in vain, put aside the face in advance, how do you plan to fill this hole?"

Seeing the murderous intent in Wang Dingrong's eyes, Li Haozi trembled all over his body, and said in a trembling voice: "Wang ...... Brother Wang, I really didn't mean it, that contract was forced by Chen Yuan's kid to sign it, otherwise...... Even if you lend me ten guts, you don't dare to wipe the company's accounts without permission......"

"Damn, still argue!" Wang Dinghua, who was standing on the side, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, slapped Li Haozi in the face with a "snap", and scolded: "You are stupid when we are brothers? I didn't find someone to let you bleed, you kid is not honest, is he?"

"Who doesn't know Chen Kexiong's son? He is a stunned man who doesn't even have martial arts talent, you five or six big men who bleed people every day can't beat a high school student who has just graduated, who will believe it?"

"Second brother, don't beat the second brother......"

Li Haozi was slapped again, and five finger prints immediately appeared on his cheeks, and he said with a crying voice: "What I said is the truth, Chen Yuan's kid is really a martial artist......"

"Grass, dare to quibble, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you today!"

Wang Dinghua was suddenly angry, picked up a chair, and was about to smash it on Li Haozi's head.

At this moment, Wang Dingrong behind the desk snorted coldly: "Enough!"

Wang Dinghua, nicknamed the "Dog King", is rampant and domineering in the slums on weekdays, but he is extremely jealous of his brother Wang Dingrong.

Hearing the eldest brother's words, he glared at Li Haozi viciously, and put down the chair stupidly.

Wang Dingrong stood up from his seat, walked slowly to Li Haozi, and said word by word: "You'd better ensure that what you just said is true, if there is half a lie, you should know the consequences." ”

"Thousand ...... It's true!" Li Haozi shuddered, "Chen Yuan is definitely a genuine martial artist, and his strength is at least above G, either an entry or an elite, otherwise...... It is impossible for one person to overthrow a large group of us. ”

"Whether it's 'entry' or 'elite', to be precise. Wang Dingrong's eyes were cold.

"Elite...... Definitely elite!"

Pondered.

To be honest, he couldn't tell what level Chen Yuan's cultivation was.

But the current situation does not allow him to hesitate at all, for fear that Wang Dingrong will blame, so he can only say as high as possible.

"Are you sure?" said Wang Dingrong's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I ...... I'm sure, 100% sure!" said Li Haozi.

"Good. Wang Dingrong stood up and said to his younger brother Wang Dinghua: "Early tomorrow morning, you will personally go to the 'Yuheng Martial Arts Hall', ask Master Wen to make a move, and then take twenty good hands, copy the guys, and surround Chen Kexiong's house for me, be sure to let him settle the account, if anyone dares to resist, it will not matter if he dies!"

"Wen ...... Master Wen?" Li Haozi heard this name, and a chill suddenly rose up his spine.

Wen Heng, a native of Linjiang, is a well-known folk warrior in the southern suburbs of the slums, with superb martial arts and strong strength.

It is rumored that Wen Heng was originally a child of a family, and later his family fell into the slums, and he fell into the slums with his family.

People who have never seen Wen Heng make a move may mistake him for an amiable middle-aged uncle.

But people who know Wen Heng's details know that this is definitely a ruthless character like a poisonous snake, ruthless and vicious, once he makes a move, he has always been cold-blooded and ruthless.

Li Haozi still remembers that one year, an old martial arts hall on the next street brought more than 50 people to the Yuheng martial arts hall to kick the gym.

At the beginning, it was like a bamboo, defeating several masters under Yuheng in a row, and it was not until Wen Heng made a move that the battle situation took a shocking reversal.

Wen Heng almost single-handedly defeated all the powerhouses under the old martial arts hall, and even the owner of the opposing martial arts hall was forced to retreat by him, and finally had to abandon his sword and admit defeat.

Since then, Wen Heng has become famous in the first battle and has become a martial arts newcomer in the famous slums.

Hearing that Master Wen was going to go out, Li Haozi's hanging heart was slightly lowered.

He knew that the boss Wang Dingrong had the best face, and his subordinates were beaten by Chen Yuan and had a blue nose and swollen face, and he would never give up.

But he didn't expect that the boss would be so generous as soon as he made a move.

Wang Dingrong sat back on the leather swivel chair, took out a silver box from his pocket, took out an imported cigar from it, took a deep breath, glanced at Li Haozi, and said with pity: "100,000 yuan is a small matter, but losing face is a big matter, if Dinghua can get the field back, I may consider letting you go, if you can't find it...... You're doing it yourself. ”

"Yes...... It's ......" Li Haozi trembled violently and shrank in the corner in fright.

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The reason why Wang Dingrong and his brothers were able to dominate the slums was not only ruthless, but also inseparable from the complementary personalities and tacit understanding between the two.

The boss Wang Dingrong is thoughtful, has a calm personality, speaks and does things without leakage, and handles things on the scene with ease.

The second Wang Dinghua was originally a gang thug, with a hot temper and extremely tough means, once he was bitten, it was extremely difficult for the target to get out, and over time, he was named the "Dog King" by his friends on the road.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Dinghua took more than 20 younger brothers, divided into five cars, formed a train formation, and drove towards the "Yuheng Martial Arts Hall" five kilometers away.

When the residents of the nearby slums saw this scene, they all guessed that the Dingrong Company of Dog Day was going out to harm people again.

Ten minutes later, the convoy was in a wide building

Slowly stop in front of the flat building.

Wang Dinghua was the first to get out of the car, leading a group of black-clothed younger brothers, and walked towards the martial arts hall with his head held high.

Outside the martial arts hall, an apprentice in charge of guarding the door saw this, and didn't even dare to ask, so he immediately turned around and ran into the martial arts hall.

Shaoqing, a middle-aged man in his forties walked out with twenty or thirty martial arts apprentices wearing practice uniforms.

The middle-aged man has a short figure, wearing a dark green python practice uniform, although his hair is slightly gray, but it is neatly combed, under the two thin eyebrows, a pair of narrow eyes are bright, and there is a fierce aura between Gu Pan.

When Wang Dinghua saw the visitor, a smile appeared on his face, and he laughed: "Master Wen, don't come unharmed." ”

Wen Heng stood in front of a group of apprentices with his hands behind his back, full of superior demeanor.

He tilted his head slightly, squinted at Wang Dinghua, and said lightly: "It turned out to be the second child of the Wang family, why don't you go to collect the bills, why did you come to my Yuheng Martial Arts Hall?"

Wang Dinghua saw that his attitude was arrogant, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he remained silent on the surface, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, and the junior brother has come here to give Master Wen a deal." ”

"Trading?" Wen Heng's eyes flashed.

He is mean and regards money as his life, and Wang Dinghua's words obviously aroused his interest.

"And it's a big deal," Wang Dingrong said with a smile, "I just don't know...... Master Wen refused to take it. ”

Wen Heng said coldly: "Don't do anything hurtful, right?"

"Where can it," Wang Dingrong smiled and said, "Our Dingrong is a serious company." ”

"Well said," Wen Heng sneered: "If Dingrong Company can be regarded as a serious company, it is estimated that there are few serious companies in the world." ”

Wang Dinghua ignored his cynicism and said with a smile: "I can't hide it, I came here this time because I was entrusted by my eldest brother to ask Master Wen to go out of the mountain and clean up a high school student who had just returned from the city for the company." ”

"High school student?" Wen Heng's eyes were cold, a hint of ridicule appeared on his face, and he said, "Why are you kidding me?"

"Master Wen, how dare I," Wang Dingrong said with a smile, "There is a villager Chen Kexiong in Hongfeng Street, who owes our company 200,000 yuan, and the repayment date has passed, but their husband and wife have disappeared mysteriously. ”

"Getting to the point. Wen Heng said impatiently.

"......" Wang Dingrong's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Yesterday morning, their family has returned to the slums, Li Haozi led people to the door to block people, but I didn't expect to be blocked in the door and beaten, according to Li Haozi, Chen Kexiong's son is a martial artist, so my eldest brother specially asked me to invite you out of the mountain, clean up the kid for us, to return the debt, after the matter is completed, the company will have a heavy reward!"

When Wen Heng heard the word "heavy reward", the corners of his mouth hooked, and asked, "How is the other party's cultivation?"

"Cultivation is ...... Probably around the G-class elite. Wang Dinghua said truthfully.

"The G-class elite, in the slums, can be regarded as a good player. Wen Heng pondered, "It seems that this kid is practicing martial arts in school, and his grades are not bad." ”

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and he said lightly:

"Well, I'll go with you. It has been a few years since my Wen family left Linjiang City, and I just took this opportunity to see what is so special about the high school students trained in the city. ”