Zhao Cong didn't have any reaction, although his face had swollen into a pig's head, the sneer at the corner of his mouth was still very clear.

Zhao Fan decided, no matter what he went back this time, he would have a good talk with the old man.

Some doubts have already caused him too much trouble, and the appearance of this Zhao family is even more inexplicable. If it weren't for his systematic help and terrifying defense, it's really hard to say what the final result would be today.

If you don't figure out what the specific situation is, it is not a way to take precautions in advance, and it is not a way to always pop up a few inexplicable enemies from time to time.

It didn't take long for a dozen police officers to enter the venue, not to arrest people, but with a group of medical personnel carrying stretchers.

After coming in, the leader waved his hand, lifted the wounded on the ground, including Zhao Cong, with his hands and feet, and then retreated.

They didn't say a word from beginning to end, and even their eyes stayed on Zhao Fan for no more than a second. Seeing that Zhao Cong who was lying on the stretcher was still looking at him with that cold gaze when he went out, Zhao Fan felt irritable for a while.

The appearance of this person is probably just the beginning, although the old man said that he would solve the affairs of the Zhao family, but Zhao Fan intuitively felt that this matter would definitely not end so simply.

He's identified something now.

Tianryu Yuan is a very large organization that should be led by the old man, and the members of this organization basically have powerful martial arts.

The behemoth of the Zhao family in the capital is also related to the old man, and the kung fu they practice is not so authentic in the same vein as Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan boldly guessed that it should be that the old man passed on his mantle to him, an irrelevant outsider, which caused the dissatisfaction of the Zhao family in the capital, so he arranged this Zhao Cong to deal with him.

In this way, it can be explained.

The people of the Zhao family in the capital are jealous of the old man, but they are really dissatisfied with this matter.

So it took some twists and turns to investigate the details of Zhao Fan, and then by disrupting the promotion of B International, it finally endangered Belinda's safety and forced Zhao Fan to take action.

disguised everything as an accidental conflict, even if the old man asked about it, they could pretend not to know Zhao Fan's identity and regard it as a misunderstanding.

"They are not interested in the Junbu and Liangyi Tianxin Acupuncture Hands, and this kind of thing is medical skills, and with the strength of the Zhao family, they may not be in their eyes. Then what they want should be those jade pieces, do they want nameless exercises?"

Zhao Fan ignored the doubts of the people around him, and kept thinking while slowly pacing out of the venue.

After all, there will be inexplicable relaxation after the war, and Zhao Fan was full of doubts at this time, feeling that so many soldiers and policemen appeared just now, it should be relatively safe here, and he relaxed his vigilance.

So when he knew that the light in front of him was dim, he suddenly became alert, and subconsciously took a few steps under his feet, dodging the oncoming punch.

Looking up, a middle-aged strong man with a full face was looking at him in surprise, and he had even forgotten to take back the punch he had just thrown.

The middle-aged man had a beard, but there was not a single hair on his head, and his shiny scalp was even a little reflective in the bright lights of the hotel.

"You are Zhao Fan?"

The bald man's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he looked at Zhao Fan coldly and shouted in a low voice.

"Why don't you let people stop? Which one are you?"

Even if he likes to do things very much, he is a little hairy when he comes one after another, glaring at the bald head with a dark face, and responding in a cold voice without anger.

"It seems that you haven't found the wrong person, do you dare to come with me? My master and his old man want to see your kung fu. ”

The anger on the bald middle-aged man's face flashed, he snorted coldly, looked at Zhao Fan with a provocative face and said in a deep voice.

"Sick!"

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to this person anymore, turned his head and walked in the direction of the elevator room.

"Don't be ashamed, do you really think I won't dare to do anything here? Acquaintances hurry up and follow me, otherwise, I don't mind breaking your legs and dragging you over again. ”

The bald man stepped in front of Zhao Fan in a few big steps, his eyes were full of fierce light, and the tight muscles of his arms were beating for a while, with a strong threat.

"I'm going, are the thugs in suits going to fight again? It's only been a little bit of effort, and they're doing it again?"

"This dead bald head doesn't know the situation, does he? Could it be that he just arrived? Just now, people easily overturned more than 30 people, and he is here to deliver food?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this Mr. Zhao's identity is even more difficult than we imagined. What did Zhao Cong of the Zhao family in the capital look like just now, you didn't see it, the army and the police have already come, and they are still standing here safe and sound, which is not something that ordinary people can do. ”

"Yes, it's better to say a few words, and be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth. ”

Those who were blocked by the army and police twice in a row really didn't dare to watch the excitement anymore. However, the elevator capacity is limited, there are so many people, and now there are more than a dozen people blocked in the elevator room, seeing the situation on Zhao Fan's side, he couldn't help but whisper again.

", you say one more thing, believe it or not I'll break your legs and let you climb back?"

Zhao Fan also felt that it was really enough, he didn't even want to know what this person was from, he roared with a cold face, raised his hand and slapped this person's face.

"Smack!"

The slap was crisp, and seeing the tall and strong bald man flying out directly by his slap, the people around him looked a little numb.

In their opinion, this should be considered a normal operation.

The bald man was stunned by this slap, his strength was not weak, and he also saw the trajectory of Zhao Fan's wave, and even raised his hand to block it. But the slap that he could block nine times out of ten was slapped in his face somehow.

"Do you dare to beat me? Do you know who my master is?"

The bald man was strong, and although he had a large slap mark on his face, he quickly got up from the ground. The muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably, and a roar came out of his mouth, and he bumped into Zhao Fan again like a mad cow.

"Smack!"

Zhao Fan didn't even look at him, raised his hand and slapped it again, and then the person flew out again without any accidents.

This time, Zhao Fan increased his strength a little, a trace of blood had overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his head was dizzy for a while, and he shook his head a few times before coming back to his senses.

And this time, Zhao Fan didn't wait for him to get up, he squatted in front of him, looked at his eyes lightly with indifferent eyes, and his voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells: "An errand runner, don't you know that it's easy to be beaten if you pretend to be forced like this?"

"With a big bald head, you are your master when you open and close, do you think you are Wukong or Bajie?"

Seeing that this person was full of anger and remembered it again, Zhao Fan raised his hand and slapped his bald head again, with a bit of ridicule in his tone.

The group of people behind him laughed out loud when they heard what he said funny.

Listening to these mocking laughter, the bald head trembled all over. However, when he saw Zhao Fan's hand raised again, his neck shrank, and he subconsciously raised his hands to hold his head.

Zhao Fan stretched out his little finger and plucked his ears, the expression on his face was a little relaxed, and he said with a chuckle: "Although I'm not very busy, it's not like a cat or a dog will run over at the sound of a call, I have no interest in knowing." ”

"If you want to fight, just let him come to me directly, and I'll probably stay in the hotel for a few more hours. ”

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand again, saw the bald head hugging his head tightly again, sneered, got up and walked to the elevator.

The group of people at the elevator naturally made way for him, looking at him with a little fear in their eyes.

There was a soft sound, the elevator arrived, and as soon as Zhao Fan stepped into the elevator, a young man crashed straight into his arms.

If it weren't for the fact that this young man inexplicably bowed to Zhao Fan when the Wen family left, he wouldn't have remembered that there was such a person.

This young man with glasses was the same young man who followed Sun Qingsong to Wen's house that day.

The young man was covered in sweat, his face was extremely anxious, and he kept apologizing with his head down. When he looked up, he saw Zhao Fan's appearance, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously relieved.

"Dr. Zhao, are you alright?"

Zhao Fan had already turned sideways to get out of the elevator, but the young man followed into the elevator again. The people outside didn't seem to plan to share the elevator with Zhao Fan, and after the young man came in, the elevator door was closed.

"Doctor Zhao, the people of the Sun family are looking for you, and the two brothers Sun Qingsong already know that you are here, and they have arranged for someone to come over to deal with you. ”

The young man pressed the elevator a few times, and when he saw that the elevator began to move, he looked at Zhao Fan with a solemn face and said anxiously.

"Sun Qingsong, who can he arrange to deal with me?"

Zhao Fan looked at the young man with some confusion and asked.

He probably already understood that this young man had come to warn him.

But this also made him even more puzzled, when he first arrived at the Wen family, this person went with Sun Qingsong.

It stands to reason that the relationship with Sun Qingsong must be closer, since Sun Qingsong wants to deal with Zhao Fan, why did he come to report to Zhao Fan?

"Sun Qingsong, although he is very famous, but in their Sun family, he is nothing at all. The Sun family has a long heritage, and the heritage is much deeper than you think. They know kung fu. ”

The young man shook his head with a serious expression, and said to Zhao Fan in a serious tone.

"You mean that bald head just now? Thank you for your kindness, this kind of garbage can't do anything to me. ”

No matter what the reason is, people are kind after all, Zhao Fan snorted and thanked him seriously.

"Fan Jianxi, has he already found you? Don't be careless, he has only learned some superficial knowledge, and his master Sun Qingzhu is the real master. ”

The young man's face was shocked, and he looked at Zhao Fan carefully a few times, and after making sure that he was not injured, he said in an aggravated tone.

"Huh, Sun Qingzhu?"

Zhao Fan didn't let the bald head report his name, and it was not until this time that he knew that the master that the person had been talking about should be this Sun Qingzhu.

"Sun Qingzhu is Sun Qingsong's own brother, and his kung fu can be said to be superb. As the descendants of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, the Sun family naturally has something extraordinary. In the eyes of outsiders, the Thirteen Methods of Medicine King Health Preservation are just a way to prolong life, but they are actually a very magical kung fu. ”

"And this kung fu, which is not known to outsiders, has been practiced by the Sun family for generations. ”

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