"Stop!"

A majestic voice came, but it was a middle-aged man in a wheelchair.

Although he only glanced at it, Zhang Yang already had a deep understanding of this person.

The middle-aged man has a full heavenly court, a round pavilion, and a tall and thick seal hall, which is a rare rich and noble life.

It's a pity that at this moment, there is a black mist shrouded in the forehead that should contain a faint purple qi.

His legs were inconvenient, mostly because of this black fog.

This black fog is not unrelated to the trace of evil aura that Zhang Yang felt outside the door, so Zhang Yang guessed that it was probably the owner of this villa, Mr. Dongfang in the mouth of those gangsters.

The reason why he could barely resist the erosion of this evil aura was due to the killing aura on his body.

Those gangsters are so deferential to him, it is obvious that even if this person is not an underworld tyrant, he also has a considerable status in the rivers and lakes.

"You're Mr. Dongfang, right?" Zhang Yang said with a smile, without the slightest intention of continuing to do it.

"The contemptible person is Dongfang Mubai."

"Oriental Mubai...... I don't think I've heard this name anywhere. Zhang Yang muttered, while quickly searching for his memory.

Orient...... Orient......

Longteng Group!

He suddenly remembered.

When Meng Qiaoer encountered difficulties in the company, Zhang Yang once heard her and Feng Yanran mention this Longteng Group.

Nowadays, Longteng Group is involved in a lot of industries, and the focus does not seem to be on the side of the East China Sea, so Zhang Yang has little impression.

However, there is one thing Zhang Yang remembers clearly, the predecessor of this Longteng Group was the Qinglong Gang of Donghai City, and the first generation of gang leaders was called Dongfang Qingyun, who had a very close personal relationship with the high-level in that turbulent era, and was one of the very few local associations in China that can still be extended to this day.

Longteng Group is by no means the top company in Donghai City, but its influence is definitely not small, both in politics and business, and it is very open to both black and white.

Although in recent years, with the restrictions of local forces on the part of the high-level, the spokespersons of Longteng Group have successively removed their main business from Donghai City for the sake of organizational security.

However, the hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, let alone such a deep-rooted underground dynasty.

It still has a significant position in the entertainment industry.

"Why, the little master hasn't even heard of the famous Mr. Dongfang, chairman of the Longteng Group?" The woman said with a teasing expression.

"Butterfly dance, you don't have to be sarcastic about me, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Dongfang Mubai is already in the past tense, and it is inevitable to be forgotten." Dongfang Mubai laughed and said without self-deprecation.

"It turned out that it was the leader of the Longteng Gang Dongfang in front of him, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Zhang Yang hugged his fists and saluted.

"What, isn't the little master also a member of the gang?" Dongfang Mubai raised his eyebrows.

"My man Zhang Yang, although he is not a member of the gang, but my uncle walked the rivers and lakes in his early years, and he had eight friendships with Guo Siye." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Fourth Master Guo?! Eight worships...... Dongfang Mubai was startled at first, and then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately asked, "I don't know what Uncle Zun's name is......"

"The common family name is Wu, and a single name is a name." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Intentionally or unconsciously, he glanced at the woman on the side who was smiling, but there was something complicated in her eyes.

Although Dongfang Mubai has inherited the foundation of his predecessors, in the ever-changing China, he can still lay such a country in an international metropolis like Donghai City, which shows his means and connections.

Looking at the current situation, it is most likely that Dongfang Mubai is suffering from a chronic illness, so he handed over the affairs to this woman named Diewu to take care of.

Although Zhang Yang has never seen such a rich family grievance, he doesn't think it's so strange.

A man like Dongfang Mubai naturally needs a capable woman by his side.

However, people are ambitious.

As time passed, as an agent, she inevitably had different thoughts, and even wanted to replace them.

There is no doubt that Dongfang Mubai, a Jianghu person, is in such a dilemma right now.

On the one hand, he needs this woman to take care of the affairs of the company for him, and on the other hand, he needs to be careful not to steal his own qiē.

The reason why Zhang Yang named the identity of his uncle Qing Lingzi was indeed to borrow the light of the old man so that he could act conveniently.

At the beginning, in order to find an authentic piece of Tang Bohu that was lost in Donghai City, Uncle Shi did have a long relationship with the underground gang in Donghai City, and even stayed in Donghai City for half a year as a Dharma protector.

Zhang Yang could naturally see that this beautiful woman was by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.

Since she is separated from Dongfang Mubai, she is likely to get in the way.

Zhang Yang was even a little worried, the reason why this place became like this has something to do with this woman.

In order to save trouble, he simply formed a united front with Dongfang Mubai first.

It is expected that the identity of Uncle Qing Lingzi's Dharma Protector is enough to make Dongfang Mubai treat him differently.

"I don't know my brother's surname?" Dongfang Mubai asked excitedly.

Zhang Yang was happy in his heart, it seems that the unreliable uncle is finally reliable this time.

"My surname is Zhang, the bow is Changzhang, and the single name is a yang character of the sun." Zhang Yang said in a deep voice.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Zhang Yang, and the foolish brother was disappointed, but he neglected the distinguished guests. Come on, look at the tea! ”

Dongfang Mubai said as he planned to lead Zhang Yang into the living room.

"Wait!" The woman called Butterfly Dance suddenly spoke.

"Butterfly Dance, what's the matter?" Dongfang Mubai frowned, but there was still a light smile on his face.

"Mu Bai, how do you know that he is really Old Man Wu's nephew?" Butterfly said with a smile.

That smile, that tone, it was hard to resent a woman like her.

"Miss Yun, I don't know if this counts!" Zhang Yang said, his hand suddenly exerted, and the green bricks on the ground shattered in response.

Splitting the empty palm?!

Not only Dongfang Mubai, but also Diewu and her personal bodyguard were shocked.

This Fourth Master Guo is a practitioner, obviously practicing outer kung fu, but with his talent and acquired efforts, he has practiced dark energy.

Once he was targeted by the enemy, and the other party secretly drugged his tea, and after he seriously injured three killers, he finally collapsed.

Seeing that he was about to die in Huangquan, Uncle Qing Lingzi, who went to Donghai City to hunt for treasures, angrily took action, divided five by two, and used his internal strength to force out the toxins in Guo Siye's body.

Guo Siye himself is an expert, and he feels the majestic and pure internal strength of Qing Lingzi, which is simply amazing.

He originally planned to ask Qing Lingzi for advice, but Qing Lingzi directly gave him a set of methods of vomiting, which could just make his cultivation go to the next level.

Not only that, but he also taught the legendary hollow splitting palm to Guo Siye.

It is said that Guo Siye relied on this kung fu to fight from the east of the city to the west of the city, and finally unified the underground forces of Donghai City.

For a long time, Guo Siye and the names of the Splitting Palm were so hot that no one dared to look at them directly.

Zhang Yang showed this hand, which was enough to show his identity.

Entering Dongfang Mubai's living room, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper specially poured a cup of tea for Zhang Yang under the instruction of Dongfang Mubai.

Zhang Yang saw that his tea seemed to be a little different, and he couldn't help but think about it.

He wasn't worried about someone doing anything in the tea, so he picked it up and sniffed it, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

The best big red robe!

Although it is a grade worse than Wuyi rock tea, the selection of materials and craftsmanship are quite exquisite, and it is indeed a rare treasure.

Thinking back then, Guo Siye seemed to have entertained his uncle with authentic Wuyi rock tea, and now Dongfang Mubai used a slightly worse superb red robe to entertain himself, which obviously has a deep meaning.

Sure enough, seeing Zhang Yang take a sip gently, Dongfang Mubai couldn't help but ask, "I don't know if this tea Senior Brother Zhang is still satisfied?" ”

Of course, Zhang Yang knew that his palm just now had not completely dispelled the doubts of this underworld tyrant, and he was probably deliberately trying to test his knowledge.

By the way, let's see if I am really Uncle Qing Lingzi's nephew.

"Although it is not the best like Wuyi rock tea, it is also the top among the big red robes." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

As soon as Zhang Yang's words came out, not only Dongfang Mubai, but also Yun Diewu, who was accompanying him, was also slightly surprised.

It's just that compared with the excitement in Dongfang Mubai's eyes, there was deep worry in her eyes.

Undoubtedly, Zhang Yang's appearance gave her a trace of fear.

At the beginning, Yun Dieyi was a little puzzled.

In terms of age, Zhang Yang doesn't look like a master of catching ghosts and demons.

But Zhang Yang actually had such a relationship with Guo Siye, so she simply directly used the splitting palm, and she didn't dare to say more.

No matter how strong the Longteng Group is, it is not worth mentioning in front of Guo Siye, a real gangster with eyes and hands.

If you accidentally alarm this old man, it will be even more troublesome.

What's more, there is an old man Wu behind Zhang Yang, who has a dragon and no end in sight, which is even more unprovoked.

"Mr. Zhang is indeed an expert. At the beginning, Guo Siye entertained Old Man Wu with Wuyi rock tea, but Dongfang Mubai could only use this unsatisfactory Wuyi red robe to smile and be generous. Dongfang Mubai deliberately glanced at Yun Butterfly Dance.

The latter stared at Zhang Yang, his eyes were cloudy for a while, and he didn't notice Dongfang Mubai's gaze.

"Mr. Dongfang doesn't need to be polite, this time he took the liberty to come because he noticed that the feng shui in the house seemed to be a little abnormal, and he couldn't help but want to find out. If you can help one or two, that's the best. ”

"Hey, if Mr. Zhang can make a move, he can't ask for it. To tell you the truth, the recent misfortune has been so overwhelming that it almost collapsed. Dongfang Mubai said with emotion, tears faintly in his eyes.

"If Mr. Dongfang can be trusted, he might as well tell me everything that has happened recently, so that he can prescribe the right medicine."

Although when he was in the mountains, in addition to cultivation, Zhang Yang's favorite was medical skills, but whether it was feng shui physiognomy or divination, he was involved.

In particular, after inheriting the knowledge of the Nine Heavens Xuanlei, these previously learned knowledge was further integrated and reached a more advanced realm.

The so-called ten thousand laws are one, and one is all connected.

It's so complicated, it's a good opportunity to practice.

Dongfang Mubai hesitated slightly, and then fell into a sad memory.

Through his narration, Zhang Yang confirmed the speculation in his heart, and also faintly had a case to solve the matter.