The heart is clear, and it was originally used as a metaphor for the heart-to-heart between men and women who are in love;

And now, more metaphors can understand each other's minds.

In fact, the one who knows Feng Xinglang best is not necessarily his wife Lin Xueluo; is not the brother Feng Lixin, who is also a sibling; is not a good friend Yan Bang; It's someone else who has always had a close relationship with him!

Hetun is fully prepared, he wants to send Xing Shishi, who has never met before, to his son Feng Xinglang's side as a close bodyguard, so as to ensure the safety of his son's family at close range!

Everything is ready, all you owe is the way to 'give away'!

If Xing Shishi was directly sent to Feng Xinglang as a bodyguard, eighty percent of what he got would be a blunt refusal!

Therefore, Hetun thought of his daughter-in-law Lin Xueluo!

Even if Xueluo had any dissatisfaction with his father-in-law, Hetun thought that Xueluo would put the overall situation first, for the sake of her husband and son, so as to accept Xing Shiv'an.

It may be easier to let his son Feng Xinglang accept Xing Shishi through the channel of Xueluo.

However......

If Hetun can think of it, that person can think of it even more!

After all, he is twenty or thirty years younger than Hetun, and his thinking activity is stronger than that of Hetun, who is aging day by day!

Feng Xinglang made an appointment with Yan Bang.

Of course, I didn't go to him to talk about life and ideals.

A strong breed like Yan Bang probably can't even change his nature when he enters the coffin after death!

Feng Xinglang came to find a bodyguard for himself, his wife and children.

Yan Bang's people, Feng Xinglang doesn't want to use it!

The person Feng Xinglang wants to find must have a clean foundation and be clever enough, but he should not be scheming; Be agile, but don't be vicious.

A blank piece of paper can allow Feng Xinglang to outline and cultivate as he likes!

This is the underground boxing ring of Dragon City.

To put it bluntly, it's black boxing.

It happens every day: people die for money, birds die for food!

Playing for that little pay!

In the middle of the arena there is a ring more than one meter high, square in shape, fifteen meters long and fifteen meters wide.

As soon as Yan Bang pushed Feng Xinglang's wheelchair in, there were bursts of noise and shouts.

The roar of the excited hormones suddenly rose like a tide, shaking Feng Xinglang's eardrums.

In fact, Feng Xinglang does not advocate these fights and killings, and even has some disgust.

Especially after he had a wife and children; So his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Seeing that Feng Xinglang had been focusing on the young man on the stage, a middle-aged man in a straight suit immediately greeted him, approached Feng Xinglang and introduced him as if Yan Bang was starting to sell.

"Mr. Yan, that young man's name is Ba Song, a Chinese-Thai mixed-race, 20 years old, an orphan. The punches are good, and they are calm enough. It's just inexperienced......"

"This yellow-haired boy is too tender! Find a calmer one for the second master again! ”

The young man named Ba Song couldn't get into Yan Bang's eyes from the beginning.

In Yan Bang's opinion: It's really incompatible to get a hairy boy to follow Feng Xinglang!

And Feng Xinglang is in urgent need of manpower recently!

How can an inexperienced stunned young man serve his second master!

But Feng Xinglang doesn't think so: the boy looks very young, his sweaty face is still childish. He wears a pair of wide shorts and has an alert gait; It seems to be embarrassing, but it is stepping on its own rhythm. His eyes were firm, like a trapped beast waiting for an opportunity; And his opponent is a muscular and muscular mature man.

Most of the time, the boy just carefully kept two or three steps away from his opponent, making full use of the width of the ring and his opponent circling in circles. Waiting for the opportunity to give the opponent a heavy punch......

And the muscular adult man looks like a cat playing with a mouse; But he didn't succeed for a while, and he looked a little annoyed and angry. Every punch he throws is fatal; But it seems that the boy can save the day every time.

The boy's advantages are very strong: alert, fast, extremely high understanding of boxing, and can learn and apply in a very short period of time, and has strong explosiveness; The disadvantage is: his boxing skills are a little messy, his body is not too full, and he is obviously inexperienced.

Therefore, it is inevitable that he will be defeated.

What defeated him was nothing more than the other party's experience and routines!

Backstage, in the corner of a warehouse-turned-room, the boy silently cleaned his wounds.

Although there was obvious bleeding and redness around the cheeks and shoulders, the boy was not fatally injured.

Beside the boy lay a plastic bag containing his modest payment for his appearance: a small amount of cash and some food.

In this dark underground boxing arena where the winner is king and the loser is the loser, losing is the equivalent of having nothing.

Or maybe you have to start all over again.

Seeing someone approaching, the boy subconsciously moved closer to the plastic bag in his hand.

Looking up at Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang who stopped in front of him, the boy seemed to no longer be nervous about his plastic bag, but continued to deal with his wounds.

Perhaps it was the luxurious substances on Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang that made the boy realize that they wouldn't care about the shabby little money in his plastic bag.

But Feng Xinglang did the opposite.

"Bang, I want something in his plastic bag! You brought it for me! ”

Feng Xinglang, who was in a wheelchair with limited mobility, gave orders to Yan Bang.

“……”

Although Yan Bang didn't know what Feng Xinglang wanted, he would give what he wanted as long as he had it; Even if he doesn't have it, he will create conditions to satisfy his second master!

Therefore, Yan Bang didn't ask, and directly rushed forward to snatch the plastic bag next to the boy.

But Yan Bang's hand was empty!

Before Yan Bang could make any moves, he had taken a big step back with the plastic bag.

At this moment, the boy's sharpness and alertness were once again revealed.

The corners of Feng Xinglang's lips hooked up with a smile.

"I'm x your mother! Dare to grab something from your Uncle Yan? Dare to hide? ”

Yan Bang, who failed to succeed, instantly became angry, and Feng Xinglang's presence added fuel to his anger.

Yan Bang raised his fist and smashed it at the boy; But the boy avoided it again.

Without waiting for Yan Bang to smash the second punch, he bowed down, meowed over to Yan Bang's waist, and accurately fled in the direction of the exit.

Yan Bang pulled his legs and chased after him.

If he really let this kid run away, he would lose face and lining in front of his second master.

Say whatever you say to regain your dignity for yourself!

This is Yan Bang's territory, and with his orders, it is impossible for the boy to escape from this underground 'tomb' where all the exits are closed. Even if he has wings, he can't fly.

Half an hour later, the boy was pushed all the way by Yan Bang and brought to Feng Xinglang.

"Get on your knees!"

Yan Bang kicked the boy and knelt directly in front of Feng Xinglang's wheelchair. "Run? Run! Why don't you run away? I'll let you run! ”

Yan Bang stepped on the boy's back with one kick, making his face hit the ground hard.

"Dare to spread wild on Lao Tzu's territory, you are tired!"

Yan Bang kicked the boy's head a few times; The boy knew that he couldn't escape, and he couldn't beat him, so he could only hold his head with both hands to protect his head from the heavy blow.

Feng Xinglang in the wheelchair looked condescendingly at the boy kneeling beside his wheelchair.

"Need my help?"

He asked, a friendly smile on Junyi's face.

The boy raised his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang, twitched the corners of his lips, and lowered his head.

The man who was talking to him in a wheelchair was pushed in by Boss Yan; Judging by the level of concern that Boss Yan was about when he pushed him, it was clear that they were in a group. Asking him for help, it works?

Yan Bang threw the snatched plastic bag to Feng Xinglang; Feng Xinglang took it and took a look: two hundred in cash, advertising leaflets from some merchants, two bottles of medicine to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis, and some packaged shredded beef and bread.

Feng Xinglang tore open a bag of beef, pulled a piece and put it into his mouth.

It's chewy and hungry.

Feng Xinglang ate unhurriedly.

Yan Bang looked at it for a while, then leaned over and pulled a piece from Feng Xinglang's hand and put it into his mouth to eat.

"Do you want to drink? Coffee or wine? ”

Such a leisurely mode falls in the eyes of the boy, and every second is a disguised torment.

"Red wine! Go to your room and drink in a moment! ”

Feng Xinglang answered this well...... It's amazing!

Yan Bang's rich eyes lit up instantly, "Leopard head, go and let the cook prepare the dishes!" ”

"Okay, Mr. Yan." The leopard's head retreated.

Feng Xinglang looked at the boy who was half-lying on the ground again: It looks like a smart kid who can read words and feelings!

"Need my help?"

Feng Xinglang asked again.

The boy squirmed the corners of his lips again, as if he was making a choice.

After a long time, he nodded, "Yes." ”

"It's a pity that your answer is too imprudent! Well, I'll give you three days to think about it! Three days later, we were back talking! ”

Dropping these unbelievable words, Feng Xinglang was pushed by Yan Bang in his wheelchair and left.

In the extended and comfortable business car, Yan Bang laid Feng Xinglang's injured leg flat on the sofa and put a cushion on his back.

"Lang, you don't really like that hairy boy, do you?"

"Still hesitating."

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "But that guy looks pretty good: he is clever enough and his thinking is sharp." ”

"Clever p!"

Yan Bang snorted coldly, "It's just a little slippery head!" ”

"It's still a child! Mr. Yan, you have a lot of adults, don't be like other children! ”

In order for the boy to stay in the Dragon City and suffer a little less sin, Feng Xinglang said a few kind words for him.

"Kid? This kid is big enough! ”

Yan Bang naturally likes to listen to compliments.

What's more, it's still a compliment from Feng Xinglang!

Feng Xinglang did not stay in Dragon City to drink, but rushed back to GK Ventures directly.

Half an hour later, a nondescript Volkswagen Tiguan drove out of the underground parking lot. In the car sat Feng Xinglang.

He's going to meet someone!