Zhou Chenglong is exercising in the morning, and the way is jogging.

The difference is that others choose places like parks for morning exercises, but he chooses the busiest streets.

The streets in the center of the city, from north to south, are full of all kinds of shops, and half of the shops on this street belong to Zhou Chenglong, so Zhou Chenglong's nickname is Zhou Bancheng, which is worthy of the name.

Zhou Chenglong's jogging actually has the element of patrolling, and it also has the psychology of showing off, and he enjoys the discussion behind others' backs very much.

"Look, that's Zhou Bancheng, old and rich, rich and miserable! If you casually enter a store, it may be his industry, and if you step on a road casually, it may be built by Zhou Bancheng Company. ”

This kind of discussion came and went, and there were many people who Zhou Chenglong didn't know at all, and greeted him loudly, with a loud voice, as if everyone in the city knew that he knew Zhou Bancheng.

Poor in the downtown no one asks, rich in the mountains have distant relatives, this truth Zhou Chenglong understood very early, so he used the strange skills he learned to make money desperately, and the industries under his name are all-inclusive, such as service industry, entertainment industry, catering industry, construction industry, department store industry, etc., as long as you can think of the business, Zhou Chenglong will do it, and it is extremely profitable.

With the accumulation of wealth, Zhou Chenglong's shots to the people in Qimen have become more and more generous, and his reputation among Qimen has also increased.

So Zhou Chenglong has long been accustomed to all kinds of voices of envy, jealousy and hatred, and he doesn't care.

But this is the first time that someone has blocked his way.

A thin young man in black clothes was standing in front of Zhou Chenglong, with a pair of knife-like eyes, not hiding the killing intent in his heart at all, slender and clean fingers, pointing directly at Zhou Chenglong, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind in winter: "You are Zhou Bancheng?" ”

Zhou Chenglong encounters countless challenges every year, most of them are some juniors who are eager to become famous in Qimen, hoping to become famous in one battle, after all, the name of the four masters of Dragon and Tiger Fengyun has always been a well-known name in Qimen, and Zhou Chenglong is the eldest of the four people of Dragon and Tiger.

But Zhou Chenglong rarely fights, unless he is completely sure of defeating the other party, and he has to defeat the other party unscathed, since he is very rich and rich, there is a trace of danger, he will not do it.

And these challenges, most of them will have formal greetings, one is the rule, and the other is also a back road left by the challengers for themselves, if they lose, they will not be killed, after all, they are just learning, most of them are point-to-point, and there are few direct interceptions on the road, let alone such a strong murderous atmosphere.

But he couldn't see through the depth of the thin young man in black in front of him, and only his intuition told him that this person couldn't be provoked!

Zhou Chenglong has long passed the age of fierce competition, and the so-called reputation of Qimen is far less important to him than the various enjoyments brought by money.

What's more, the years are not forgiving, Zhou Chenglong is no longer young, although he still looks fierce, but the muscles have begun to relax, the explosive power is not as good as before, the speed begins to slow down, and the reaction is not so fast.

What's more, there are three beautiful women in his family, and the life of dogs and horses has hollowed out Zhou Chenglong's body.

So Zhou Chenglong smiled, his smile was sincere and warm, and he said loudly: "Little brother, I am Zhou Bancheng, what difficulties have you encountered?" Even if you tell me that Zhou Chenglong can help, he will definitely help. ”

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, this is the same truth, there are many crises, and Zhou Chenglong can resolve them with a smile.

Zhou Chenglong believes in one thing more, that is, money can lead to ghosts and gods, in his opinion, in this world, there is no money that cannot be settled, as long as you are willing to spend money, there is no hurdle that cannot be passed.

But this time he was wrong, he was very wrong, this young man in black is not a money that can be balanced at all, what he wants is Zhou Chenglong's life, because just after Zhou Chenglong said a word, the murderous aura on the young man in black suddenly became several times heavier, and the whole person was like a knife out of the sheath.

The knife is out of its sheath, and there is no blood to return!

Zhou Chenglong also realized this, and in his half-life Qimen career, he still has this vigilance.

Therefore, Zhou Chenglong retreated, didn't say a word anymore, his figure flashed, he turned his head and ran wildly, not caring at all about his always elegant and confident image.

No matter how good the image is, life is not important!

As soon as Zhou Chenglong retreated, the figure of the young man in black flashed, and in a flash, he had already reached behind Zhou Chenglong, and stretched out his hand to raise Zhou Chenglong's back.

A bright light flashed!

A splash of blood blooms!

Zhou Bancheng's body was split in half with a knife.

There were screams on the streets, after all, this was in broad daylight, under the bright sky, ordinary citizens, where had they seen such a bloody scene.

The thin young man in black clothes didn't care about this at all, slowly walked to Zhou Bancheng's corpse, merged the two halves of the corpse together, reached into his arms, took out a small round mirror, and placed it on top of Zhou Chenglong's corpse.

Then he straightened his waist, glanced at Zhou Chenglong's corpse coldly, turned around, and suddenly disappeared.

Just in front of everyone's eyes, disappear! It's like there's no such person in this world.