Chapter Twenty-Six: Don't Touch My Bottom Line
Yuan Jinsong shouted angrily, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.
E Xianghui and Chen Yan glanced at each other, but they didn't know how to decide.
Originally, E Xianghui found two masters, hoping to be on the safe side, compare the two, and then choose the one with the best skills. But who knew that Yuan Jinsong relied on the old and sold the old so much, and he didn't take Zhang Qiong in his eyes at all.
Now, no matter who this black flag is handed over, it will definitely hurt the face of one party.
"Boy, if you want to go, you can leave the Black Flag. ”
Yuan Jinsong issued a warning-like tone.
Although this flag is a hot potato, if Zhang Qiong, a yellow-mouthed child, is really allowed to take it, then Yuan Jinsong's old face will become an ass in the future.
The status of the rivers and lakes is bound to plummet.
Not to mention the many benefits that many wealthy guests pay tribute to him every year, all of which have to be reimbursed.
To put it bluntly, this flag, for Yuan Jinsong, is harm, fame, and benefit!
Wealth and danger are sought.
Zhang Qiong stood proudly with her back to Yuan Jinsong, holding the flag in both hands, but she didn't have the slightest intention of handing it over.
"What if I don't give it?"
The cold words made the corners of Yuan Jinsong's eyes jump twice.
"Hey, hey, that's great!"
Yuan Jinsong was happy, dealing with the master of Tianwumen, he was afraid of the outcome of the battle.
But just a hairy boy, killing you is like slaughtering a dog!
I saw Yuan Jinsong pinch his right hand, and the two rock-solid walnuts instantly shattered into powder, which was quite terrifying.
Zhang Qiong's ears moved, and sure enough, Yuan Jinsong's body had already developed spiritual power, and in the jargon, he had already entered the hall in martial arts.
If the martial arts cultivation can reach this level, I am afraid that there are only a hundred people in Huaxia.
This is also in Zhang Qiong's expectation, if everyone in the martial arts of Donghai City can't use spiritual power, it will be really ridiculous and generous.
Let's try this old man's skills, maybe I can indirectly compare Ni Jiuxiao's strength.
Suddenly, Yuan Jinsong's killing move had appeared, his palms were pointed together like knives, and his single palm slapped angrily on the coffee table, his body was as light as a feather, and he flew into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he was already heading towards Zhang Qiong's back.
"Boy, slap me!"
After Yuan Jinsong got up, a slap mark was left on the coffee table, which directly pierced the solid wood table, but the teacup on the table did not even splash.
This kind of momentum directly frightened E Xianghui and Chen Yan to the side.
But Zhang Qiong is as steady as Mount Tai, not moving at all.
Yuan Jinsong's actions had already been seen through by him, and this move was not a temptation, but a killing move that went straight to the point.
Everyone present, even Lei Bin, the No. 1 bodyguard next to E Xianghui, was hit by this palm, and he must have been splashed with blood for five steps and killed on the spot.
"This old thing is ruthless enough!" Zhang Qiong smiled faintly, still unmoved.
"Hey, hey, stupid!"
The corners of Yuan Jinsong's mouth lifted, revealing a contemptuous smile.
The power of a palm sinks a thousand catties, like a boulder falling, and a trace of spiritual power is faintly added. Although this little spiritual power has already been obtained by Yuan Jinsong with all his body, it is enough to multiply the power of this palm several times.
Bang!
The palm force hit Zhang Qiong's back hard, and when he could start it, Yuan Jinsong found out that it was strange. The palm of his hand was like a mud cow entering the sea, and his strength was digested, and finally it was soft on the other party's back.
Just as he was stunned, a force that was even more ferocious than before poured out from Zhang Qiong's body, directly shocking him away!
"Drink!"
The master has made a move, and the judge is made.
The moment Yuan Jinsong's feet landed, he only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and with a poof, a mouthful of thick blood spurted out!
"Yuan Lao ......"
When E Xianghui saw this scene, he was surprised and delighted.
The good thing is that Zhang Qiong's strength is so terrifying, even Yuan Jinsong can't hurt him in the slightest.
Surprised, if I offended Yuan Jinsong, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find a helper in the martial arts world of Donghai City in the future.
Yuan Jinsong brutally pushed away E Xianghui, his body trembled twice, and then he stood firm.
"You...... Who are you?"
Yuan Jinsong's seventy or eighty-year-old face, I am afraid that for the first time in his life, it was like seeing the Nine Demons, and his mustache trembled slightly.
Just now, Zhang Qiong just let out a little bit of energy, and almost killed herself.
This kid is only in his early twenties, and his cultivation is not even a star and a half above him.
It was only after decades of penance that he had developed a trace of spiritual power in the last few years.
Amazing genius, that's it!
Zhang Qiong didn't say anything, he didn't want more people to know him. I saw him hold the flag tightly and go straight out of the office.
"Whew...... Whew......"
Seeing the kid leaving, Yuan Jinsong dared to take two breaths.
Yuan Jinsong stared at the front with resentful eyes, all these years of fighting with others, he has always lost less and won more, and occasionally lost two games, and he was not as disgraced as he is today.
The signboard is smashed.
"Boss E, the old man has taken his leave first!"
dropped a sentence, and Yuan Jinsong also slammed the door and walked out.
"This ...... Yuan Lao ......"
E Xianghui and Chen Yan stood in the room, staring at each other with big eyes, not knowing how to end.
……
Here Zhang Qiong walked out of the Emgrand Nightclub, it was already noon, and she was about to take the bus back to Dongtai Group, maybe she could catch up with the afternoon class.
And Yuan Jinsong came out with his hind feet, covering his abdomen with one hand and hanging down with the other, as if he was not lightly injured.
He is not a person who repays virtue with grievances, don't look at his high status and admiration, but he is a villain who will repay him.
More than ten years ago, Yuan Jinsong was defeated by a famous martial artist, and finally killed that person by trickery, which ruined the family.
Few people know about this matter, and the people involved have all been dealt with by him.
Yuan Jinsong took the opportunity to take a group of photos of Zhang Qiong, packed them and sent them to a person, and sent a text message instructing:
"Qing'er, help the teacher check the details of this person, Zhang Qiong, in his early twenties, the more detailed the better. ”
"Okay Master, when do you want it? ”
"Today. ”
"Wrap it up in the apprentices. ”
Yuan Jinsong was ready to use all his resources and connections to deal with Zhang Qiong.
Think about the last time I did this, it was more than a decade ago.
Life flies!
……
Zhang Qiong took a bus and went straight along the Dongjiang River, Fuhua Avenue is not far from Dongtai Group, only two stops away.
Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure on the side of the road, a pair of young men and women standing next to a luxury car, the man was handsome and stylish, and the woman was young and beautiful.
It is the sister-in-law Cheng Jinyuan and Ni Zhichao.
But it seemed that there was a quarrel, Cheng Jinyuan was sobbing, and his little paws kept slapping Ni Zhichao's chest. And Ni Zhichao's face was guilty, as if he had done something wrong.
When the bus started again, Cheng Jinyuan turned around angrily and ran, and Ni Zhichao didn't go up to chase after him.
Is this a young couple breaking up?
Zhang Qiong thought about whether to get out of the car to chase after her, so as to comfort her for a word or two.
But when I think of Pepper's temper, don't mess with her.
Breaking up with the children and grandchildren of the Ni family is not necessarily a bad thing.
Better a finger off than always aching.
After Zhang Qiong returned to the company, Lao Li Tou arranged some patrol work for him, inspected upstairs and downstairs a few times, and walked around the back garden, and the duty work in an afternoon was relatively easy.
At this time, in a Starbucks café near Dongtai Group, a white-haired old man with glasses sat in the corner, staring directly at the towering Wangyun Building in front of him.
There was a lot of hatred between the eyebrows.
When he could see his god, a middle-aged man sat quietly beside him, his face was resolute and calm, and he was quite cautious.
"Qing'er, have you brought the information?"
Shi Qing put a yellow leather bag in his hand on the table, a thick stack.
"Master, this is Zhang Qiong's information, it's all in it. ”
"I want to be the most detailed, he just eats and, and he has to do the same. Yuan Jin loosened his liver fire, and he was bound to Zhang Qiong's death, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the shame.
"Master, don't worry, we are professional in checking privacy. ”
Although Shi Qing was born in martial arts, with his rapid rise in the police force, he is already the second-in-command of the police force in Donghai City, and his position is not low. It is easy to find Zhang Qiong's information through the internal system.
Yuan Jinsong smiled with satisfaction, took out a wad of banknotes, and handed it to Shi Qing.
"Master really didn't raise you in vain. Take the money and take care of it. ”
"Thank you, Master!"
After Shi Qing collected the money, he sat quietly next to him and did not inquire about his master's motives and intentions.
Yuan Jinsong turned every page, and the thick information really recorded a lot of Zhang Qiong's content. He really admired Shi Qing's ability to do things, and he found out Zhang Qiong's ancestors for the eighteenth generation so quickly.
"Yo, Yanfu is not shallow, and my wife is really beautiful. ”
Turning to the page of his spouse, it was a photo of Cheng Jinxiu. There are also a lot of written materials in it.
Yuan Jinsong originally thought that Chen Yan, the woman of E Xianghui, was already a country and a city. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiong's wife Cheng Jinxiu was not far behind.
If you think about it carefully, with such a beautiful wife, this matter can make a big fuss.
"Qing'er, you go back first, you have a special identity and are not suitable for meddle in this matter. Go and call Guo Mingyi, I need help here. ”
Shi Qing was slightly surprised, Yuan Jinsong was so aggressive, it can be seen that the other party is extremely difficult to deal with.
"Yes!"
……
After getting off work, Cheng Jinxiu held Mu Xiaorong's arm, and the two walked out of the group gate crookedly.
At this time, Zhang Qiong called her and was about to go home with her, but Cheng Jinxiu was still in disharmony with the bed last night, and was making conflicts, so she hung up the phone directly.
"Zhang Qiong, why don't you pick it up?" Mu Xiaorong asked strangely, it was a strange thing for these two to not make trouble for three days.
"I don't want to pick it up, I'm annoying him. Let's go, catch your car, go to dinner!"
"Hmph, you want to kill me again!"
"Who said that, Miss Ben is also a local tyrant today, go for a big dinner!"
Zhang Qiong called again, but Cheng Jinxiu had already turned off the mobile phone directly.
He shook his head helplessly, and guessed that this was his wife's trouble, so he had to drive home by himself.
Cheng Jinxiu and Mu Xiaorong came to Fuhua Hotel, where the seafood is freshly caught and cooked, which is quite delicious.
The two women are also not stingy, and when they are in a bad mood, they eat a big meal and turn their temper into food.
A table full of food was full of joy.
"Hey, where did Zhang Qiong offend you? I feel that he is very miserable, he just bought you a luxury car, and you are cold to him. ”
"Oh, can you not mention him, it's a disappointment!" Cheng Jinxiu threw a crab leg over.
"I'll guess if it was last night, someone's heart was rippling and he wanted to have a rainy day. As a result, Zhang Qiong was a pickled radish, and she was not moved at all!hahaha!" Mu Xiaorong ate a piece of crab paste and licked her fingers beautifully.
As soon as she finished saying this, Cheng Jinxiu's whole expression changed, she is the kind of woman who is easy to show her emotions.
"I'll go to the bathroom......"
"What's wrong, angry?" Mu Xiaorong thought she had said the wrong thing and looked at her apologetically.
"No, I ate too much seafood and my stomach is upset!"
Cheng Jinxiu held his stomach, and there was indeed a momentum rolling in his abdomen.
"Then you should hurry up!"
Mu Xiaorong continued to eat, and didn't notice that there were two people sitting at the table next to them, a white-haired old man and a middle-aged man with a sturdy body.
"Mingyi, the woman has been handed over to you, take her to the designated place. ”
"Master, don't worry, I promise it's done!"
With that, the two left their seats at the same time, and the old man walked out of the Fuhua Hotel, while the middle-aged man walked in the direction of the women's toilet.
Here Mu Xiaorong ate heartlessly, and after eating for half an hour, she finally ate all the seafood on the table. I can't imagine this lean big beauty with a belly that can hold up the boat.
"Strange, why hasn't Xiuxiu come out yet?"
Look at the time, it's been a long time since I went in. Mu Xiaorong took a sip of lemonade and hurried to the bathroom to have a look.
At this time, it was past the meal, and there was no one in the bathroom, Mu Xiaorong searched for it in the bathroom, but she didn't find Cheng Jinxiu!
"Where did you go?"
Mu Xiaorong took out the phone, but she couldn't get through to Cheng Jinxiu's phone.
immediately called Zhang Qiong.
"Hey Zhang Qiong, did Xiuxiu go to you?"
"No, I'm driving home, and she's not with you?"
Zhang Qiong was faintly uneasy, something had happened.
"We were having dinner just now, and she went to the bathroom and didn't come back......"
After listening to what Mu Xiaorong said, Zhang Qiong became even more panicked. The car hurriedly turned around at the intersection in front of it and rushed to the Fuhua Hotel.
After Yuan Jinsong came out of Fuhua Hotel, he came to a remote alley. This is a place where garbage is dumped and many homeless people forage for food here.
Although Yuan Jinsong is old, after all, he has practiced martial arts for many years, and his energy is more vigorous than that of ordinary young men, and he thinks of his daughter every night.
Until now, a twenty-year-old female college student is still being raised, enjoying the spring!
If it is not a sexy stunner like Cheng Jinxiu, Yuan Jinsong doesn't want to enjoy it himself, because this will not achieve the purpose of humiliating Zhang Qiong.
He walked slowly to a homeless man, and saw that the man was unkempt, unkempt, and dirty.
Just looking at it makes me feel sick.
Yuan Jinsong threw 10,000 yuan on the ground, and the homeless man was gnawing on a piece of chicken feet that others had eaten, staring at him blankly.
"Do you want to get rich?"
"Want to ......"
"Do you want a woman?"
As soon as he heard this, the homeless man swallowed his saliva, and the bottom of his body was already ready to move, and his mouth was dry and shouted a word:
"Want to ......"
Yuan Jinsong squatted down and took out a photo of Cheng Jinxiu, which was glamorous and incomprehensible.
"Hehe, then come with me, I can satisfy you. ”
The homeless man was a little hesitant, and recently many homeless people have been arrested to sell their organs on the black market.
But the photo of the woman in the old man's hand is too tempting.
Hurry up and get up like a mad dog.
Zhang Qiong arrived at the Fuhua Hotel, went crazy and started looking for Mu Xiaorong, first called up the hotel's surveillance video, the two looked separately, watched the video of the previous few hours, and sure enough, they found a trace.
A suspicious-looking man came out of the women's restroom, still holding a large suitcase, and then entered the room upstairs of the hotel.
Room 3368!
"Zhang Qiong, look!"
In the picture, a white-haired old man with a filthy homeless man appeared at the door of room 3368.
Yuan Jinsong!!
Zhang Qiong's eyes were bloodshot, and her expression was cold and gloomy, like a demon!
His anger came up little by little!
"Do it to me, no matter how much hatred you have, I can spare your life. Because I don't like to kill. But if you move my family...... It's touching my bottom line. ”
Zhang Qiong turned around and walked in the direction of the elevator.
At the door of room 3368, Yuan Jinsong directly opened the door with the room card, and then glanced at the homeless.
"Let's go inside, the woman in the photo is lying on the bed!"