These men in black are all elites who followed Ren Fan throughout the Golden Triangle. They all dealt with drug lords who tied their heads to their waistbands, and learned life-threatening moves. In the past, they had fought with some armed police elites or senior
Bodyguards have fought against each other, and within a few rounds they were able to knock down those who used to be awesome and coaxing. Their skills have always been their greatest pride, but today's situation is not optimistic.
The two brothers Long Yi and Long Er fought side by side and were besieged by seven extremely skilled men in black, but they still had the upper hand. Zhao Qiang nodded with satisfaction, smiled at Ren Fan who was stunned and asked: "How is it?
Do we want to exercise too?”
"It's disrespectful." Ren Fan took off his casual suit, threw it to the man with glasses standing behind him, kneaded it with his fingers crossed, and strode towards Zhao Qiang.
Zhao Qiang still looked indifferent, standing on the spot, waiting for the opponent to attack. Ren Fan suddenly accelerated and ran quickly. After a few steps, he jumped up and stretched one leg forward, forming a bow.
He kicked Zhao Qiang in the head.
But what he didn't expect was that Zhao Qiang was faster. When he jumped up, Zhao Qiang was still directly in front of him. When his body rose into the air and rushed two steps forward, Zhao Qiang's figure had disappeared. Then after
He was so painful that he couldn't lift it up in one breath. His body threw forward awkwardly and slid four or five steps before he stopped.
He touched his back with his hand and saw that it was full of moisture. He stretched out his hand to the front and saw blood on his hand. Ren Fan's expression suddenly changed. Ren Fan sneered and said, "Zhao Qiang, I really underestimate you.
"
"That's right, I've always been very low-key." Zhao Qiang played with the dagger in his hand and said with a smile.
"It seems that today is a fight to the death." Ren Fan said with a smile.
"I will not stop until I die? You are wrong. You die and I rest." Zhao Qiang said with a serious face.
"I'm afraid not?" Ren Fan smiled and shook his head and said.
Zhao Qiang glanced at Long Yi and Long Er, who were becoming more and more courageous as they fought, and said with a smile: "No? If I give you one more blow, you will say goodbye to this world."
"You can't kill me today."
"Damn, you actually questioned my ability." Zhao Qiang was very angry, holding the knife, and rushed towards Ren Fan.
"Look behind you." Ren Fan pointed at Zhao Qiang's back and said. Ren Meng had a gun pointed at his head, and the person holding the gun was the one who called her and informed her of the "Qingyu Club"
Something went wrong, and she had always regarded her third uncle as her confidant.
Seeing Zhao Qiang turn around, Ren Meng smiled charmingly at him, not nervous at all. Zhao Qiang sighed slightly and said, "Okay! Let's go!"
"Haha, you are indeed a smart man. Then we are destined to meet again." Ren Fan said as he walked out. His back was bleeding and his steps were a little frivolous. The man with glasses who had been following him hurried up to help him. And
The men in black, Long Yi and Long Er, who were fighting with each other, also stopped, helped up the injured on the ground, and followed quickly.
…
"Who is he?" Zhao Qiang asked Ren Meng, who had just returned after being taken out as a hostage, with a smile.
"Ren Fan, Ren Nanling's godson." Ren Meng said with a sad face. "I have always stayed by Ren Nanling's side. I used to be in charge of the Golden Triangle area and the business there. I rarely come back."
"Ren Nanling is your father? He passed on the title of head of the Ren family to his godson?" Zhao Qiang asked doubtfully. If this is the case, the matter is quite serious. These are all desperadoes, what is going on?
Zhao Qiang was a little worried as the war with the "Prince Sect" was about to begin, and there were not enough people available.
"That may be the case, otherwise he wouldn't dare to come over and cause trouble openly. Although he is Ren Nanling's godson, he doesn't value him."
"Then this proves that your old man is controlled by Ren Fan?" Zhao Qiang guessed.
"..." Ren Meng didn't say anything, his face was as gloomy as ever before, and when he heard Zhao Qiang's words, his heart tightened again.
"Does the internal data of 'Qingyu Club' have backups?" Zhao Qiang asked with a smile.
"Yes, the important information of the 'Qingyu Club' is not placed here, but in a private place. I will tell you when I get back." Ren Meng looked at Zhao Qiang in confusion and explained.
"That's good." Zhao Qiang stepped in, found the storage room, took out a barrel of gasoline, and poured it on a wooden door. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it while Ren Meng exclaimed.
The wooden door opened. The raging flames jumped up with a "boom", and the wooden door started to burn with "crackling". In a short time, the "Qingyu Club" that was once full of primitive desires and desires and depraved people was reduced to ashes.
.
Ren Meng stood quietly in the distance, looking at the burning sea of fire with lonely and sad eyes. Regret, obsession, nostalgia, but more importantly, a kind of relief. It was not just her "Qingyu Club" that was burning.
, it was still her spiritual support many years ago. If it were in the past, she would have fought desperately for others, but now, as if it was a cremation ceremony for her favorite doll in childhood, life is infinitely beautiful. Maybe she can
Try not to rely on the "Qingyu Club" anymore.
"What? You don't want to leave?" Zhao Qiang walked to Ren Meng's side, looked at her delicate and resolute face, and asked softly.
"It shouldn't have appeared in this world. It turned out that I thought this world was too ugly and dark, so I created a 'Green Club'. I thought, since humans are already dirty, then I will pull it again
Give them a hand! I want to send those people to the eighteenth level of Abi Hell as soon as possible. Now, Zhao Qiang, since I met you, you have made a big change in my life. Now, 'Qingyu Club'
I was burned by your fire, and I was relieved." Ren Meng smiled brightly at Zhao Qiang, took a step forward, slowly leaned his head against Zhao Qiang's, and said in a dreamy voice: "Zhao Qiang, I
I’m tired, I was tired many years ago.”
"You can have a good rest from now on." Zhao Qiang nodded, gently hugged Ren Meng's waist and said.
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The May Day holiday is approaching, and Linfeng High School has arranged the sports meeting on the eve of the holiday. The holiday is coming, and the students are more or less relaxed. It is better to give this time to the sports meeting, which can also let the students relax. But
, I don’t know how many people are nervous!
Those who win first place in various events in school can go to the city to participate in competitions. If they win the ranking in the city, they will need extra points in the college entrance examination. Don't underestimate those one or two points, which can make a difference.
There is a difference between the first and second books. Therefore, the students participating in the sports meeting are very concerned about it.
Even if Zhao Qiang is very busy recently, he has to come to school and stay all day today. The sports meeting is a big event, and Zhao Qiang must come here to cheer for the students. There were not many people in the second class in the end, headed by Gao Weihong
, only five or six. But even though there are only a few people, these few people can all be ranked high in the sports games over the years.
Zhao Qiang did not do any mobilization activities. He has confidence in his students. But if he does any mobilization activities at this time, it will make them more nervous. This is not a locker room in a football field, and Zhao Qiang is not a head coach.
He just needs to watch the game and shout, come on.
There are many people participating in the sports meeting, so the school arranges the preliminaries and finals. During the preliminaries, no one else can participate except the participating students. Only in the finals can the students meet their expectations and come to the stadium to compete for themselves.
The students in the class cheered.
The first thing to start was the long-distance running competition. Although the long-distance running was very long, it did not affect the enthusiasm of the students. Especially because the sports meeting had just begun, the students were enthusiastic and shouted at the top of their lungs. All the students in the next competition also
He worked very hard and ran very energetically.
Although they are not as good as real athletes, they are not slower either. Zhao Qiang suddenly discovered that the students in this school are indeed quite talented. Judging from the running posture and speed of some of them, they must have received professional training.
.Some people don’t have to deal with the impotence of the national team.
Is this considered China’s national condition?
In the morning competition, there were no high school sophomores or class 2 participants, so Zhao Qiang and others were not interested, and Zhao Qiang himself was so excited that he yawned. I heard that there will be a sports meeting for teachers tomorrow, but Zhao Qiang turned it down. Zhao Qiang
There are too many things to do. The whole day today has been squeezed out from between the teeth. How can I squeeze in tomorrow?
Until the afternoon, the students in Class 2 finally got energetic. Because Gao Weihong was finally going to appear! The event he was going to do was the 100-meter dash. Gao Weihong put on sportswear, and the shoes under his feet looked like they had been specially designed
Passed. It can be seen that Kaohsiung took great pains on his son!
The eight contestants were all galloping at the moment when the gunshot sounded. Gao Weihong rushed to the first place from the beginning, and then continued to lead until the finish line. Zhao Qiang slightly narrowed his eyes, this guy is very good!
Judging from his speed, if there are no accidents, it will not be difficult to win first place in the city.
For the next class two students, only Gao Weihong and one other student passed, and the other three were all eliminated. However, after Zhao Qiang comforted them, they finally gained some interest. But looking at it like this, it seems that there is something lacking.
. Zhao Qiang was wondering, should he give separate tutoring lessons to those who are poor in studies?