Marcos has received professional combat training, and his strength is heavy, and dealing with ordinary people is as simple as killing a chicken. For the first time today, I met someone who could beat him up like a chicken.

Zhou Qingfeng's reaction and speed are too fast, and his strength is far beyond the impression given by his appearance. This made Marcos's explosive attack not get the slightest benefit.

The moment he was knocked down, Marcos felt like a boulder pressed against his chest, unable to breathe or move. He felt the blood gushing out of his lungs, clogging his throat and threatening to suffocate at any moment.

Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hand and pulled the Slav up, who gasped for breath as if he had recovered from his near-death condition from drowning.

Ho ho ......

After a few heavy gasps in a row, Marcos wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at the young man in front of him with a strange gaze. The other party is shorter than him and has a good physique.

Judging from the few hits he had just made, his ability to fight hand-to-hand was extremely strong, and he didn't need much skill, and his speed and strength were enough to crush any opponent.

"Who are you?" Marcos didn't believe that an ordinary person could defeat him so easily. The other party is not as simple as it seems.

Zhou Qingfeng poured a glass of water from the water dispenser, flicked his fingers to convert it into holy water, and handed it to Marcose, "Drink it, it's a little good for you." ”

Marcos sat down, took the cup and drank it dry. His jaw ached and his breathless gut were relieved. "What did you give me a drink?"

With half of the cup remaining, Marcos raised his hand to try to check the light, then looked down and sniffed. He watched Zhou Qingfeng pick up water from the water dispenser, but the water was obviously a little different.

Anyone who gets a punch in the jaw can't be relieved by drinking a lot of saliva. But the young man in front of him did it.

"My name is Zhou Qingfeng, the president of the 'Shengguang Group'. The business of the group is very large, and my interests are also wide-ranging. I recently wanted to develop a new business. But this business may not be so legitimate. ”

Zhou Qingfeng's limbs were compared, and Ma Keshi understood it very well. 'Shengguang Entertainment' has expanded extremely rapidly in half a year, and its ability to seize the market is like a whale swallowing, and no company can compare with it.

"I've had a few companies that are doing well, but I'm a bit short of people. Especially some people with special abilities. ”

Zhou Qingfeng is really distressed, and he needs to do many things himself. For example, he had to go to the Vietnamese to get a gang of pirated comics, which really didn't look like a person in a high position to do.

"What does this have to do with me?" Marcos asked rhetorically.

"Don't you think it's strange that there's a bear in the flock? As the leader of the flock, I naturally wanted to investigate the origin of this bear. Zhou Qingfeng said.

A self-deprecating sound came from Marcose's thick chest.

"It seems that I really shouldn't have been hiding in a small crew that was making underground films. Who knew there was a monster hidden behind this crew? What do you want me to do? ”

"Actually, you should tell me about it. I'm in a good mood these days, and I'm going to listen to your job application, maybe I won't kill you. ”

Zhou Qingfeng's playful smile was like a devil showing his fangs.

Marcose was stunned, and it took him a long time to realize that his crisis had not been resolved—it was clear that he had gone to the wrong place. The new owner is not easy to fool.

"My name is Vasily ....... B. Polyakov, now called Marco. I was born in East Berlin and is of Russian origin. He worked for seven years at the 'Stasi' and two years ago went to Moscow for training.

Russian, German, English, French, Spanish, I have a good talent for languages. Stalking, assassination, camouflage, stealing, it's all fine. An agent would have done that, I would. ”

Marcos paused, but Zhou Qingfeng shook his head.

The former had to go on, "Maybe I can pull a group of outlaws and form a small organization or something." Or engage in some black market transactions and smuggle some in-demand goods. ”

But Zhou Qingfeng still shook his head.

"I can help you with some of the tricky stuff and meet people you shouldn't be in contact with. Collect or disseminate the messages you need.

I know some special means of contact, which can come in handy after all. ”

Zhou Qingfeng nodded with a smile again, and withdrew the pressure of his thorny spiritual power. He just needs someone to do some wet work for him.

Marcos breathed a sigh of relief. A few seconds ago, a palpitating terror surrounded him, like a sharp dagger against his heart, ready to kill him.

The pressure was relieved, Marcoshi gasped again, looked at Zhou Qingfeng suspiciously, and asked rhetorically, "What did you just do to me?" ”

"Nothing." Zhou Qingfeng snapped his fingers lightly, and Erin walked in from outside the room. The dryad maid had an extra thin page of paper and a knife in her hand.

The words on the page were strange, and Marcos didn't recognize them at all. He took the paper and knife in confusion, looked at Erin, and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng.

"Drip your blood on the page." Erin said with a smile.

"Why?" Marcos asked rhetorically.

Erin's smile was even more coquettish, "You can do it, sign the contract." ”

The sound entered his ears, and Marcos's brain was in a state of confusion. His usual firm will softened, and he held a knife in his hand and slashed it lightly at the tip of his finger.

A slight tingling snapped Marcos to his senses. He watched as a stream of blood dripped from his fingertips and fell onto the inexplicable page. The blood stained and spread, and soon the entire paper was bloody.

When the pages are completely soaked in blood, the strange words on the pages are all gone.

Aghast......

Marcos' heartbeat rose to two hundred, fluttering like a drum. He looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, and there was already extreme fear in his eyes, as if there was a real high-level demon sitting in front of him.

"From now on, you are the director of the overseas department of 'Holy Light Technology'. Although you are the only one in this department at the moment, remember to come to work tomorrow.

I will arrange someone to help you get some documents, and you will need to travel to Chinese mainland. ”

After Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking, he got up and walked out of the small dilapidated house rented by Marcos.

Marcos asked aloud behind him, "What does the foreign department mean?" What the hell do you want me to do? ”

"Exploring overseas markets. For example, selling our cultural products all over the world. I suggest you learn about the business of 'Holy Light' and make money for the company so that you can also make money.

The company is likely to develop the European market in the future, especially in Russia. I need you to run relationships, reach out to some old friends, and make some preparations. ”

Zhou Qingfeng's voice quickly disappeared in the stairwell outside the door.

Erin took a step back and left a business card for Marcose, "Your Excellency the new director, I'm Erin, and this is my phone." You can contact me if you need anything.

The company will leave you an office in the office building in Causeway Bay. In addition, you better not think about running away, otherwise it will not be good for your heart. ”

The dryad maid smiled and turned to leave. Only Marcos was left in a daze in the room.

Walking outside the dilapidated apartment building, the cluttered HK street is crowded with people. The bustling international port also has shady places, and the poor are not as comfortable as the dogs.

Zhou Qingfeng looked up, and the disorderly shop billboard obscured his eyes. Erin asked in a low voice, "Master, can this down-and-out guy help us?" ”

"There's no way, what we want is really not something that can be bought casually. The only one that has a chance at the moment is Russia to the north.

But for that chaotic country, I really have a dark eye. Not to mention finding contraband. Finally, there is a leading party, so naturally I want to try it and see if it can be used? ”