Frank's eyes seemed to turn into two bright flashlights, sparkling as he looked at Zhao Changlan.

When he first saw Zhao Changlan, he never thought that Zhao Changshu would be so powerful, because in his eyes, Zhao Changshu was so weak, not tall, and thin, and there was no comparison with those black market boxers who were tall and strong.

But lately, his idea has been too much, and he is eager to find a strong fighter to fight for him, and Zhao Changlan's composure makes him believe that maybe the kid standing in front of him really has some ability, even if he can't pass his own test, it doesn't matter, it's just that there is another corpse on his training ground, so Frank brought him here.

I didn't expect the young man who was not favored by him at all to bring him such a surprise!

At this moment, in Frank's eyes, Zhao Lance has become a cash cow, a golden cash cow, as long as he uses it properly, Zhao Spear can bring him endless wealth, uncountable wealth. He wanted to leave Zhao Lance in his training ground and undergo harsh training with his captive fighters, so that not only would he continue to improve Zhao Lance's combat effectiveness, but he would not worry that Zhao Lance would fly away like a pigeon. As for Lucas, who was already lying on the ground, and his body was gradually getting colder, he didn't even have the interest to take another look.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear you. Zhao Changshu turned to Frank and said.

"I said you have to stay and train with them. What? Is there a problem with this? Don't you want to make a lot of money? If you want to make a lot of money, you have to stay and train with them. You know, none of those fighters who go to the ring are easy to mess with, you can't succeed if you don't train hard, maybe you'll fall in the ring like Lucas and never get up again, so you have to stay and get rigorous. Frank said with a grin. He shook his head gently as he spoke, and when he shook his head, the fat on his neck trembled.

"Frank, I think you've got something wrong. I would love to make money, but I don't want to stay here. I don't want to stay with these people. Zhao Changshu looked at Frank's somewhat perverted eyes and said.

"Zhao, I think you also got one thing wrong, this is my territory, and I am in charge of my territory. Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm for your good, I want you to make more money, don't die prematurely in the ring! Oh shit, that's not what I meant. Forget it and enjoy the rest of your life. ”

Flac lit a cigar and babbled as he moved his fat body towards the elevator door. He's going to leave Zhao Lance here. As he spoke, all four of his bodyguards pointed their guns at Zhao Changshu, and it was conceivable that if Zhao Changshu had a different opinion, he might be shot into a hornet's nest immediately, while the other two still followed Frank with a blank face and walked towards the elevator.

Zhao Changshu didn't speak again, the corner of his eye had already observed the surrounding form clearly, and he saw that the four bodyguards who stayed behind and forced him with guns were quadrangular occupancy, and he was surrounded by the four of them in the middle, but the distance between the four people and him was different, and the closest bodyguard to him was about five meters.

Zhao Changshu can feel that the eyes of the four people behind their sunglasses must be staring at him like a spotlight, and he must not act rashly at this time, although he has specially practiced dodging bullets, but it is in a one-on-one situation, and he is most sure of dodging a single pistol bullet, there are too many uncertain factors in continuous bullets, Zhao Changshu is difficult to dodge, and it is difficult for Zhao Changshu to judge where the gun holder will strafe the bullet next. And in front of this situation of being forced by many people with submachine guns, Zhao Changshu did not dare to make a mistake.

But Zhao Changshu believed that as long as the four of them relaxed their vigilance a little and removed the muzzle of the gun from themselves, even if it was only for a second, he could instantly subdue a person to snatch the gun in his hand, and then leave here safely.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changshu immediately had an idea in his heart.

"Well, I take Mr. Frank's advice. You don't have to be so nervous now, are you? It's boring. Zhao said to the four bodyguards who pointed their guns at him, and then turned to the old white man who had already walked to Lucas's corpse and said, "Well, you seem to be the coach here? Come on, let's have a contest first. ”

The four bodyguards saw that Zhao Changshu seemed to have really succumbed and didn't plan to leave anymore, looked at each other, and then lowered the muzzle of the gun at the same time, turned around and walked in the direction of the elevator, and at this time, one of the bodyguards who had been following Frank had already reached out to the elevator button.

Although Zhao Changshu was talking to the white old man coach, and had already walked towards him, his steps were very learned, although his feet were quite high, and he threw them quite far, but when his feet landed, the distance he took was not large, and it was almost the same as walking on the spot, and the corner of his eyes kept looking at the four bodyguards who surrounded him.

Just when he found that the muzzles of the four people were lowered at the same time, Zhao Changlan flicked his feet, and his body suddenly jumped in front of the bodyguard closest to him like a cannonball.

The bodyguard didn't expect that Zhao Changlan, who had already decided to stay, and was talking to the white coach, would suddenly attack! He only saw a flower in front of him, and then the gun in his hand was in the hands of someone else, and it was only then that he realized that it was the guy who called himself "Zhao Yanwang" who had controlled himself and snatched his gun.

"Tubu!"

After Zhao Changshu snatched the gun in his hand, he fired at the elevator that had just opened, but he didn't aim the gun at Frank, he still had to go to the ring through him to find Evaelberg for revenge, so it was not yet time for Frank to die.

The sudden gunfire startled Frank, and suddenly his feet slipped and fell in front of the elevator door, and the two bodyguards behind him quickly stood in front of him, blocking him with their tall bodies, and at the same time, aimed the muzzle of the gun in the direction where the bullet was flying.

They were surprised to find that one of their companions had fallen into the hands of Zhao Lance, who was hiding behind the companion and choked his choked throat with his left hand, while his right hand was aimed in their direction with a black submachine gun.

"Frank, I said, I just like to make money, but I don't like to be here. I don't like it here, and it's very upset that you have to keep me here! I have to remind you that my name is not called for nothing. Zhao said to Frank, who was protected by two bodyguards.

Zhao Changshu said as he grabbed the bodyguard by the neck and walked in the direction of the elevator.

"Oh shit! What the fuck. Okay, okay, since you don't want to be trained, then I can't help it, let's leave together. ”

Through the gap between the two bodyguards in front of him, Frank saw Zhao Lance, and saw that although Zhao Lance was pointed at by five guns at this time, there was no panic on his face. Frank's heart suddenly moved, maybe he should change the way he treats Zhao Changlan. Since he doesn't want to stay here and become his captive fighter, it's not bad to have a partnership with him, and he can still bring him endless wealth. It's just that you can't treat them as you like your own captive fighters.

And now once there is a fight with Zhao Changlan, even if his own people can kill Zhao Changshu in the end, it will only be bad for himself. He has already regarded Zhao Changshu as a cash cow, he has never seen such a fierce person as Zhao Changlan, he dares to make a big bet, once Zhao Changshu enters the black market boxing ring, he will definitely be a king-level player.

So after Zhao Changshu made his request, he immediately agreed to Zhao Changshu.

"Well, that's good. That's the attitude of cooperation. Zhao Changshu let go of the bodyguard who was pulled to his chest to block the bullet, and then threw the gun in his hand into his arms, and did not forget to say teasingly: "Hold the gun a little more steadily next time." You really don't deserve to be a qualified bodyguard. ”

Zhao Changshu just grabbed this guy's neck with his left hand, and he almost strangled this guy to death with a lot of force. This guy spun around in front of the Death Throne, and at this time he was reborn, and he was holding the gun in his hand, and he actually felt like he was dreaming.

Frank didn't hesitate at all when he saw that Zhao Changshu said to let go of the hostages. I couldn't help but admire Zhao Changshu's courage a little in my heart. He looked at Zhao Changshu with blue eyes, with a smile like Maitreya Buddha, but his mouth said, "Why did you throw the gun out? Aren't you afraid that I will let them beat you into a hornet's nest?"

Zhao Changshu spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said: "I believe that you will not be stupid enough to kill me, who will give you a fist without me, who will make money for you? I believe that no one in the world will have trouble with money." Mr. Frank, of course, will not. ”

Frank was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, he really couldn't kill Zhao Changshu, even if he wanted to kill him, he would have to squeeze all the use value out of him. is like the Chinese man named Yan Fei who was abandoned by him just now.

Looking at Frank, who was trembling with fat all over his body, Zhao Changshu also laughed. Looking at the two guys laughing together, the rest of the people were a little stunned.

In the end, Zhao Changshu still made an elevator with Frank and left the place that he didn't want to go again.

When Zhao Changshu left Frank's office, he had the black hood on his head again, and then he was led into the elevator again. Zhao Changshu could feel that this time, he was not sent to the somewhat dirty training ground, but to be sent back. His instincts told him that this elevator was the same one he had taken when he came.

Out of the elevator, Zhao Changshu was led into a car, the car started, and slowly left this mysterious place. Zhao Changlan's head was covered, his eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, he simply closed his eyes, and counted in his heart again, and at the same time, listened to the horn of the car outside with his ears, hoping to judge the density of the car from the horn of the car.

Zhao Changshu soon discovered that the road they were taking now was not the same road they had come.