Although the king of kings has an arrogant personality, he is still very afraid of his old son Wang Chuanru, and he can only do what Wang Chuanru left when he left - anyway, his face is swollen like this now, even if he goes out, it will make people laugh, so it is better to just stay in the hospital.

As soon as Wang Chuanru couldn't leave, the door of the ward was knocked again, and then, a bodyguard in a suit pushed the door and probed in, and said. "Young Master, two Mr. Zheng have come to visit you, do you see?"

"Huh? Mr. Zheng? "Wang Zhong** wanted to say that he couldn't see it, but as soon as he heard that the person who came was surnamed Zheng, he immediately said." Quick, invite them in. ”

The bodyguard closed the door and walked out, and after a while, Zheng Wuming and Zheng Tianlun walked in with a fruit basket.

"Wang Shao, are you okay?" Zheng Wuming put the fruit basket on the head of the bed, looked at the king of kings and asked with a concerned face.

"Thank you, Zheng Shao, for your concern." The king of kings nodded. "It's not bad, it's just a few teeth missing—but I'll get him back sooner or later."

"Don't underestimate Yan Murong." Zheng Wuming reminded him.

When the king of kings said that insulting Yan Minghua, Zheng Wuming had already expected that he would end up like this. After dealing with Yan Murong a lot, he naturally figured out Yan Murong's temper, so now every time he confronts Yan Murong, Zheng Wuming is very careful not to touch Yan Murong's reverse scales - in this way, although he will also be smoked by Yan Murong's seven orifices, at least he will not be beaten violently.

A madman, he is a madman. This is Zheng Wuming's evaluation of Yan Murong, which is very appropriate and appropriate.

He doesn't have the cultivation and demeanor of a child of a family, and he never knows what a reserved thing is, as long as he sees that you are unhappy, or your words violate his taboos, he doesn't care who you are, just come up and beat you.

From this point of view, it seems that Yan Murong is just a simple-minded and well-developed pit man, but after a long time of contact, he found that this guy is actually very shrewd, even more refined than a fox who has become a fine one, and it is impossible to prevent it when calculating people.

"Hmph, here it is- I'm not going to stop anyway." Wang Zhongwang snorted coldly, he wanted to say that this was Hong Kong, and he couldn't let him go wild, but the pain on his face was the words that made him change immediately. He said this at the party before, but people didn't take it seriously at all, and they should be beaten or beaten.

"Zheng Shao, you are all from Yanjing, you should know him very well, right?" The king of kings suppressed his anger, rolled his eyes, and looked at Zheng Wuming and asked.

"I guess I understand." Zheng Wuming nodded.

"Is he so arrogant in Yanjing?" The king of kings asked.

"Yes." Zheng Wuming nodded with a smile, pointed at Zheng Tianlun and said. "This is my second brother Zheng Tianlun, and I also have a younger brother named Zheng Xiao - except for me, both of them have been beaten by Yan Murong, do you say he is arrogant or not? Of course, even I was scolded by him pointing at my nose. ”

"Damn, this kid is really impatient." The king of kings said fiercely. "Zheng Shao, how can you say that he is also the first son of Yanjing, do you just let him be so wild in Yanjing?"

"The first son of Yanjing?" Zheng Wuming chuckled and shook his head. "That's just someone else's name, I never thought so-besides, the real first son of Yanjing is Yan Murong."

"Is that him?" The king of kings looked incredulous. "That ruffian is also worthy of being called the first son of Yanjing?"

"I've said it all, don't underestimate him." Zheng Wuming explained with a smile. "The real number one is not something that can be done by talent alone - his grandfather is the former supreme leader of China, Yan Long Tengyan, who is famous in the world for his iron-fisted means, although he has retired now, but do you know how much energy the Yan family has in Huaxia?"

"Former supreme leader of the country?" The king of kings looked confused. Although he is Chinese, he grew up in Malaysia and only came to Hong Kong in recent years, so he doesn't know much about China's national leaders.

"Yes." Zheng Wuming said. "If you put it in ancient times, he would be the crown prince, the real first son of Yanjing."

Seeing that the king of kings was still confused, Zheng Wuming explained. "Let's put it this way. Although Mr. Yan has completely retired, it is no exaggeration to say that if the chief executive of Hong Kong wants to be replaced, Mr. Yan can also influence it. ”

"Then I'll never be able to get revenge, right?" The king of kings was shocked, it seemed that he really underestimated that bastard, and the power in his family was so great.

Although he didn't grow up in Huaxia, he still has some understanding of the Huaxia system. In today's words, Yan Murong belongs to the third generation of red who can't be blown down by the wind, can't be struck by thunder, and has red roots.

In China, people are accustomed to calling some people who have the power and wealth in the family what is the second generation. He is the king of kings, and he belongs to the ranks of the rich second generation. However, judging from the ranking, the rich second generation has to be ranked second-to-last, and the penultimate is the second generation of stars, and then the second generation of officials is above - the first is those who are the second generation of red and the third generation of red. But relatively speaking, the second generation of red and the third generation of red are the most low-key, but once they get angry, no one can afford it.

In the past, he didn't know Yan Murong's family background, but now after learning from Zheng Wuming's mouth, the king of kings was like a deflated ball, leaning weakly on the bed.

"It's not impossible." Zheng Wuming said with a smile. "Isn't there a saying that no one is perfect -- it is impossible for everyone not to make any mistakes and not show any flaws in just a few decades, and within the normal range, using legitimate means to catch the flaws exposed by him can also bring him down."

"Oh? What can Zheng Shao do? The king of kings' eyes lit up and hurriedly asked. If Zheng Shao has a way, even if I am the only one, no matter what, I will let that bastard experience this taste. ”

"Not yet." Zheng Wuming shook his head and said. "The opportunity needs to wait, and I'm still waiting."

"Count me in." The king of kings said in a deep voice. "It's still the same sentence - this is Hong Kong, although he has the support of the Li family and the Du family, our Wang family is not a small role, as for the Dong family. I don't think the Dong family will easily get involved in these things. ”

"No problem." Zheng Wuming laughed, he was originally going to tie the king of kings to his ship, and now it seems that his goal has been achieved.

"Haha, Zheng Shao, then I wish us a happy cooperation." The king of kings sat up and took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

"It's a pleasure to work with." Zheng Wuming also stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

PS: The numbers of the first few chapters are wrong, and they have been modified, but the content of the chapters is fine, and it does not affect the reading.