When Yelan heard this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Today, among the nine floors, there are leading enterprises in the entire Jinghai business community, and he came here today just to get acquainted, but this is good, and he directly killed the president.

After this, who in Jinghai would dare to cooperate with Zhuzha?

Doing business is based on harmony, which Yelan knows and does in this way.

But what he didn't know was that for these business tycoons, the so-called idea of valuing harmony is a manifestation of weakness, and these people will only cooperate with the strong, and will never cooperate with people who are lower than their own strength.

This point, Yelan felt in the next two days, and the cooperation calls were one after another, all of them were leading enterprises in the Jinghai business community, and each order was more than hundreds of millions.

There are such monstrous powerful big men behind Zhuqi Construction, which makes these giants willing to surrender themselves and desperately stammer.

As for the events of that night, everyone kept silent, knowing that if they talk too much, they will lose, which will bring about death.

At this time, in the Yejia Manor, Mu Mu was sitting in the gazebo, secretly sad, and Yebei was softly comforting beside him.

"Brother Yebei, won't Brother Xiaoshan come back?" Mu Mu blinked her big eyes, tears dripping.

"Mu Mu, your little brother has found a home, you should be happy for him." Yebei chuckled.

When Mu Mu heard this, she lowered her head again, she was naturally very happy that Brother Xiaoshan could find a home, but it naturally meant that it would be difficult to see Brother Xiaoshan in the future.

Yebei chuckled silently, gently stroked Mu Mu's hair, and didn't say a word about the Taal clan.

Just because the Taal clan doesn't interact with outsiders, she still can't let Mu Mu know, after all, she is too young, and if she accidentally confides in, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble for the Taal clan.

……

However, in the western frontier, the Taal clan at this time is noisy and lively, and today, it is their triennial martial arts competition.

On the main seat, Aguli sat in a white gauze dress, her face calm, but she could not hide her sorrow.

Xiaoshan beside him was also silent, he knew that his sister would also participate in this competition today, and if she lost, she would marry the other party......

This is the rule of the Taal clan over the years, and no one can disobey it, even if Sister A is the patriarch, she must follow it.

The contest began early in the morning, and at this time it had been going on for a while, and there were more than 600 warriors who signed up, which was twice as many as in previous years.

A muffled sound came, and a warrior spurted a mouthful of blood and fell under the arena, apparently wounded.

Aguli couldn't help frowning slightly.

Over the years, the competition has been to the point, and the winner can be divided, but this year's game is a little cruel, and the warriors are ruthless, even if they are injured, they will never admit defeat, until they have no strength to fight, and they leave angrily.

The reason for this, Aguli understands it, but there is no seriousness between the hands, and such a fight has violated the original intention of the intra-clan martial arts competition.

What's more, it will take at least a month for the injured warriors to recover.

"Balagan, the contest is over, you're a little heavy." Agul couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

On the battle platform, the shirtless burly warrior heard this and replied, "Yes, Patriarch Agul." ”

Dorjee, who was not far from Agul, sat upright, snorted coldly, and said:

"I don't think it's anything, since it's a martial arts competition, it's inevitable to be slightly injured, only by really learning from each other, can we make progress, not to mention that the so-called point is not fair, our warriors of the Taal clan, if they don't fall, how can they admit defeat?"

Dorjee's words fell, and he was obviously recognized by all the warriors.

One of the warriors stepped forward and shouted, "Patriarch Agul, don't worry about us. ”

Today, everyone is rushing to Agul, even if he is seriously injured, he is willing.

If you can win the game and marry Agul, this injury is nothing.

Agul's red lips opened slightly, and finally turned into a sigh.

"The joust continues!"

Dorjee waved his hand and sneered in his heart:

Still worried about these warriors? You'd better worry about yourself first.

The competition continued, and from time to time a warrior was knocked out of the tournament platform, spitting blood from his mouth and being seriously injured.

A minute and a second passed, although it was a one-on-one competition, but the three competition platforms were held at the same time, and there were less than ten of the more than 600 warriors left at this time, and the warrior commander Ji Tai was naturally among them, and he was standing against a warrior at this time.

"Zhuo Li, do we still need to fight?" The corners of Jitai's mouth raised slightly, and he spoke.

Zhuo Li, as the deputy commander of the warriors, although his strength is not good, he is obviously not Ji Tai's opponent, and when he competes for the position of commander, he has already known.

Zhuo Li slowly took off his shirt, revealing a piece of strong muscle, staring at Ji Tai, but without saying a word, he directly clenched his fists and put on a posture.

"In that case, then you're welcome."

Ji Tai sneered, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, rushing forward like a bison, and punched out.

Zhuo Li's face was solemn, he didn't dare to take it hard, and dodged one by one.

Ji Tai obviously expected that the punch missed, and his right leg did not pause at all, and swept directly over one by one.

Zhuo Li couldn't avoid it, only crossed his arms and gritted his teeth.

Boom......

With a dull sound, Zhuo Li flew out directly upside down, almost falling off the competition platform.

On the mountain not far away, two black-clothed strongmen stood straight and looked down the mountain, looking at it from a distance, it was one with the intricate pine trees, and if they didn't come to them, they couldn't find it at all.

"Which of them wins this time, I'm still betting on the big guy with the black belt." A black-clothed powerhouse whispered that the so-called big guy in his mouth was Jitai, and this morning, he bet on him, and he has won more than a dozen games in a row.

"Hmph, I don't believe in evil, so I'll bet on the person opposite him to win." The other black-clothed man looked unconvinced.

"Yes, one more meal, if you lose this game, you will owe me thirteen meals." The black-clothed powerhouse looked proud.

The two of them are the generals of the Western Realm Palace, and they were specially sent by Sheng Hu to protect the Taer clan in the north of the night, and more importantly, to protect the hill.

It is not allowed to happen again when people are smuggled in by foreign warriors like before.

……

On the competition platform, Zhuo Li turned over and stood up, suddenly exerted force, and punched Ji Tai.

Agul, he is bound to win, even if he is seriously injured today, he will not give up.

Ji Tai sneered, Zhuo Li, as his deputy commander, he knew what his strength was.

A palm stretched out, directly resisting Zhuo Li's attack, and a backhand punch hit him directly in the abdomen.

The huge inertia knocked him several meters away again, bent over, his hands on his abdomen, his face was extremely pale, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed on the competition platform.

PS: My stomach has been hurting today, and I have updated two chapters with my teeth, and if it gets better in a while, it will be in a more chapter.