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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Zheng Qian didn't delay at all, and hurried over.

The Green Wolf Club in Hekou District is located in a fitness club, and as soon as Zheng Qian arrived, he had already seen Meng Hong and two men there.

"You're looking for our boss?"

Zheng Qian approached, and a man with knotted muscles asked with an unkind face.

Meng Hong played a round on the side: "Qingxiong and the Baihu brothers are okay recently?"

The man glanced at Meng Hong, didn't say anything, turned around and led the way in front.

But Zheng Qian frowned, this was just the beginning, and people had obviously shown that they were not welcome.

Soon, Zheng Qian and Meng Hong arrived in the inner hall, and the man who led the way before said that he was going to report, so he left Zheng Qian and the two there, and there was not a single seat in the empty inner hall, let alone tea for the guests.

Meng Hong's face was extremely embarrassed, "Brother Zheng Qian, when he was still on the road before, he had dealings with this Qingxiong, so he ......"

"I'm really sorry for the two of you, I just found out that our boss is not here, please go back!"

At this moment, the man who led the way before went and returned, his face proud.

The corners of Meng Hong's mouth twitched, he waited for an hour before he said he was not there, what did he do before?

He was just about to have a seizure, but was stopped by Zheng Qian.

"Let's go!" Zheng Qian shook his head and didn't say much.

Watching the two leave, the man's face was full of smug sneers, and he smacked at his back: "What kind of garbage thing, I don't even look at which green onion I am, I actually want to go against Brother Yang's Iron Fist Alliance, it's really looking for death!"

And at this moment, the Green Wolf will have a luxuriously decorated inner court

Two muscular men are jogging on a treadmill.

"Big brother, is this Meng Hong really daring, even Brother Yang's Iron Fist Alliance dares to attack?" The man on the left is called Bai Hu, and he grinned.

On the other side, the man in green clothes was called Qingxiong, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Let them hit the stone with an egg, Meng Hong's Meng Construction Group, backed by the Lin family, has made a lot of money in the past few years, if Meng Hong dies this time, maybe we can also get a piece of the pie!"

"Just by them? We all know what the background of Brother Yang of the Iron Fist Alliance is, just rely on those two guys? Even if they can really defeat Brother Yang, will the Bai family agree? The Iron Fist Alliance was raised by the Bai family with one hand!" Bai Hu grinned, his face full of anticipation.

Out of the estuary area, Meng Hong's face was a little ugly, and he blamed himself: "I'm sorry, brother, brother is useless." ”

Zheng Qian shook his head, "It's okay, no one can expect this kind of result, let's go to Tianhui District now." ”

Even in Tianhui District, Zheng Qian didn't have a lot of hope, after all, from today's one, he could see that Meng Hong's eyesight of the hungry Dao Master didn't have much effect at all.

Meng Hong wanted to say something, but in the end, the words came to his lips, but he didn't say it after all.

In Tianhui District, in the simply decorated hall of a tea ceremony club, a man in Tang costume is sitting at the tea table and slowly fiddling with the tea set in front of him.

"Do you want to ask me to borrow someone to deal with Brother Yang's Iron Fist Alliance?" the middle-aged man didn't stop his movements, didn't even raise his head, and asked in a flat voice.

"Yes, Mr. Xiang!" Meng Hong said with a smile.

He knows Xiang Feng's strength very well, whether it is the underworld or the white way, the man in front of him is the most capable person, although his white business strength cannot be compared with the Lin Group and the Lu Group, as well as the old family like the Bai Group, but at least it is one of the best.

"Yes!" Xiang Feng slowly filled the teacup in front of him, and then handed it to Zheng Qian and Meng Hong.

Meng Hong was suddenly surprised, and quickly stretched out his hand to take it, and before he could open his mouth to thank him, Xiang Feng slowly continued: "However, you should know my rules for many years...... If you can pass, it's okay to borrow people and borrow money, but if you can't...... You can leave a memento and go back!"

Meng Hong's heart was full of chuckles, it has long been rumored on the road that Xiang Feng is the descendant of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, born with divine power, and his early debut was a brute force that defeated several people, and he slowly stepped into today's position.

Moreover, after Xiang Feng became famous, anyone who asked for him must compare his strength with him, if he wins, borrow money, borrow people are easy to say, but if he loses, at least he will leave some souvenirs.

As far as Meng Hong knew, none of the people who came to Xiang Feng were able to borrow a single strand of hair from his hand, and on the contrary, they left a lot of souvenirs such as ears, fingers, palms, noses, eyes, and so on.

Zheng Qian didn't understand, and when Meng Hong finished speaking, he himself was stunned?

Xiang Yu's descendants?

Zheng Qian's heart felt funny, if this really let him know, he was pregnant with Xiang Yu's innate divine power nine forms, I don't know if Xiang Feng in front of him would say this?

"How is it?, have you thought it through?" Xiang Feng put down the tea set in front of him and took the white towel from the handmaid next to him to wipe his hands.

Meng Hong looked at Zheng Qian nervously, he really hoped that Zheng Qian would not agree, in his opinion, the possibility of winning was almost zero, and in the end, he had to leave souvenirs such as fingers, nose and eyes, which he also did not want to see.

But at this moment, Zheng Qian didn't seem to see Meng Hong's anxious gaze at all, he smiled lightly, picked up the fragrant tea in front of him and drank it all.

"Okay, just compare your strength according to what you said, how can you compare it with you!" Zheng Qian said with a smile.

Your ancestors have passed on his Xiang Yu divine power to me, and I have already learned the nine styles, how can you, as his descendant, compare with your ancestors?

But these Xiang Feng didn't know, and Meng Hong didn't know either.

They looked at Zheng Qian like crazy people, and Meng Hong was poking Zheng Qian with his elbow to make him understand.

Xiang Feng pinched his chin and looked interested: "If you lose today, the souvenir is your mouth, I don't like people who talk big!"

Meng Hong was directly dumbfounded, his anxious forehead was sweating.

But Zheng Qian didn't pay attention to him at all, but stood up directly and said, "If you win, how about you lend me twenty good hands?"

"I'll talk about it after winning first!" Xiang Feng smiled faintly and did not refuse.

Zheng Qian continued: "You say the rules, how can you compare?"

"Boy, I'm sending you more and more arrogant......" Xiang Feng smiled faintly, in the past, it was always a way for others to compete in their favor, but today it is the other way around?

"If you really have arrogant strength, I will appreciate you very much, but if you don't have ......" Xiang Feng's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness.

Meng Hong saw a sudden chuckle in his heart, he knew that this front was really moving, he just wanted to stand up and stop it, but it was too late.

"Let's compare wrestling...... Xiang Feng thought for a while and said.

"Deal!"

As soon as Xiang Feng's words fell, Zheng Qian immediately responded, as if he had already determined the answer in his heart, no matter what Xiang Feng's way of speaking, he was ready to end it with this answer.