In the chairman's office of Haiyun Group, at this moment, Zhang Yuan, Ye Wufeng and Ou Wanpeng gathered together.

Listening to Ye Wufeng's reports on the current operation of the Qiushui Martial Arts Hall one by one, Zhang Yuan and Ou Wanpeng were overjoyed.

After the first martial arts championship in Quan'an City, it can be said that the morale of the Qiushui martial arts hall is high and thriving.

The prospect is simply open.

Ou Wanpeng said to Xia Qing with a happy face: "Boss, the third pillar enterprise of our Haiyun Group has been formed! Where are we going to enter the next field?"

To his surprise, Xia Qing just smiled faintly and didn't show much fun.

Ou Wanpeng looked at Xia Qing suspiciously: "Boss, is there anything wrong?"

Xia Qing didn't answer Ou Wanpeng's words, but looked at Ye Wufeng and said, "What do you think?"

Ye Wufeng still looked cold.

However, compared to before, there is a lot less temperament that makes people unconsciously want to stay away.

After being silent for a while, Ye Wufeng said: "The Qiushui Martial Arts Hall is far from reaching such a stable position as the eight major chain bars or the Haiyun Group. Now, the people in our martial arts hall are mixed, and there are not many loyal people. If a strong enemy appears, it is very likely to collapse. ”

Ou Wanpeng touched Guan Guangguang's head and said, "This matter is not urgent, isn't it? ”

Zhang Yuan, who had not spoken, said suddenly: "I'm afraid that others won't give Qiushui Martial Arts Hall a chance to take his time." Now, the Qiushui Martial Arts Hall has become the focus of the whole people, and many people are staring at it! Once it shows any shortcomings, it may become a gap for others to attack. ”

Xia Qing gave Zhang Yuan a thumbs up and said, "I really want to give you a 666, Zhang Yuan, you have thought it through!"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "This is not as good as Brother Qing's teaching!"

"What then?" said Ou Wanpeng, puzzled.

Ye Wufeng and Zhang Yuan also looked at Xia Qing in unison.

Xia Qing sighed, and sure enough, this biggest problem was thrown into his hands again.

You can't even be a hands-off shopkeeper!

However, he didn't look embarrassed.

He thought of a group of people.

Jiaolong's Night Killer organization.

If this group of people is said to be faithful, there is absolutely no problem.

Moreover, the number of people is also sufficient.

If this group of people is dispersed and integrated into the Qiushui Martial Arts Pavilion, it can greatly solve the problem of the lack of loyalty of the personnel of the Qiushui Martial Arts Pavilion.

Waving his hand at Ou Wanpeng and Ye Wufeng, Xia Qing cocked Erlang's legs, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "You guys go back first, leave this matter to me, and I will help the Qiushui Martial Arts Hall get a few hundred people in the fastest time." ”

"What? hundreds of people!" Rao is Ye Wufeng has always been silent, calm and not easy to get excited, and at this moment, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, looking at Xia Qing with a questioning expression.

Xia Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "What, Ye Wufeng, don't you believe it?"

Ou Wanpeng put his arm around Ye Wufeng's shoulders and said with a smile: "Don't be fooled! Although I don't know what the boss will do, I can tell you clearly that the boss is not an ordinary person! Many times, what others can't do, what you think is impossible, he can do it!"

Blinking at Xia Qing, Ou Wanpeng said with a smug face: "Otherwise, how could I be willing to recognize him as the boss!"

Xia Qing looked at Ou Wanpeng speechlessly.

This old boy has always had this idea!

Ye Wufeng didn't say anything more and followed Ou Wanpeng out.

Zhang Yuan stood up and was about to leave, but Xia Qing stopped him and said, "Zhang Yuan, you go out and bring Zhuo Fan here." ”

Zhang Yuan nodded and was about to go out.

Xia Qing said again: "By the way, tell him, the bone-setting medicine last time, is it fun? I have something more interesting for him to play." ”

Zhang Yuan let out an "oh" and left quickly.

Xia Qing rested his elbows on his knees, bent over, and smoked a cigarette for a while.

If you want Jiaolong and his Night Slayer organization to be your own, you have to agree to the conditions he made last time, helping them kill Jincheng to avenge their brother.

And Jin Cheng's ability, Xia Qing's brows were slightly twisted together.

This is an extremely powerful opponent he has encountered since he came to Quan'an City.

Thinking of the words of the proprietress in his mind, as well as An Baisong's contemptuous eyes, Xia Qing's hands clenched unconsciously.

Standing in front of the old immortal in front of him and retaking An Wen, if he can't even cross the difficulty of Jincheng, then he is a waste, it is better to die!

Taking a deep breath and snuffing out the cigarette, a cold glint flashed in Xia Qing's eyes.

And if you want to kill Jincheng, you can't do it simply by assassination.

He has too many masters under him, and his connections are too wide.

If you make a slight mistake, you will not only kill him, but you will drag yourself into the whirlpool again!

Last time, Anwen had already made sacrifices for herself.

This time, do you want to make the same mistake again?

Xia Qing cut off, a hint of self-deprecation and disgust flashing across her face.

If that's the case, you might as well die sooner!

Taking a deep breath, with his bipod on the glass tabletop, Xia Qing looked up at the ceiling.

I owe Sister Qiu too much, or, this time, it's time to help her.

Thinking of Sister Qiu, a smile appeared on Xia Qing's face.

As long as she succeeds in running for the president of the Quan'an Blood Pupil Branch, killing Jin Cheng is only a matter of an overnight matter.

The most critical problem is that when I went to Yang Yi's parents' house to call Sister Qiu a few years ago, the branch president election did not seem to be over, and it was going on to the point of heat.

The corners of Xia Qing's mouth hooked slightly.

It seems that in the dark, all this is arranged.

Thinking of Jin Cheng's appearance in his mind, Xia Qing smiled coldly and said, "Jin Cheng, you will die in my hands after all!"

Nearly an hour later, there was a sharp gasp at the door of the room.

I heard only two figures stop at the door.

Zhang Yuan knocked on the door, and then left consciously.

Xia Qing took his feet off the table, opened his eyes, and looked at the door with a smile, where Zhuo Fan was holding his hands on his knees, panting violently.

Raising his head to meet Xia Qing's gaze, Zhuo Fan smiled and said, "I, I'm here!" Just now, just now, you, you asked Zhang, what Zhang Yuan said to me, yes, is it serious?"

Xia Qing pointed to the sofa opposite him and said, "I'm going to say it's not true, do you want to stab me?"

Zhuo Fan smiled and walked in, his face full of panic: "Don't dare!"

"Just kidding, what are you doing so nervous?" Xia Qing smiled faintly, "Since we picked up a life from Jincheng, we can be regarded as old acquaintances. You should know a little bit about me. ”

Zhuo Fan nodded heavily and said, "You are my life-saving benefactor, I believe in you!"