The old man's words when he left made Yang Tian fall into deep thought. His thoughts were completely confused by the old man's words.
"Sir, what's wrong? Are you injured somewhere?" Yang Tian's silence and contemplation made the butcher standing aside worried. He took a step forward, stood behind Yang Tian, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want it?
Inform our people to come here immediately?"
"Haha..." Yang Tian shook his head and said: "Don't worry, he... can't hurt me yet. I will notify the Fourth Hall of the Association. Lao Tu, what do you think this old guy is going to do? Get me.
When I came here, he let me go again...I was a little confused by him..."
"This...I don't understand a bit, but one thing is for sure, that is to prevent you from returning to China!" the butcher said in a deep voice.
"Oops, something must have happened in Fuzhou..." Yang Tian was reminded by the butcher. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Fuzhou's phone number.
As soon as the call was connected, Mi Yajie's voice came from the phone: "Atian, how are things going? Is everything okay?"
"Xiaojie, what's going on over there in Fuzhou? Nothing happened?" Yang Tian didn't want to chat too much with Miyajie and asked directly.
"No...what's wrong?" Miyajie said.
"Oh, that's good. Where are my parents? Is there any problem?"
"No, how could it be? I just confirmed that our people are secretly protecting them. Besides, your grandpa is still the leader of the Military Commission, and he has many masters under his command. How could anything happen?" Mia
When Jie said this, she seemed to realize something. After a slight pause, she quickly asked: "A Tian, is something wrong?"
"Oh, haha..." Yang Tian didn't want his family to worry about him, so he smiled and said, "No, I'm just worried about my family, so I called to ask..."
"Huh, it would be strange to believe you, but..." Mi Yajie originally wanted not to tell Yang Tian about this matter, but after thinking about it, she decided to say it. After all, this little thing may affect the overall situation: "But...
...Xiaoting and Xin'er left the main altar, as well as Xiaoyun and Sister Qian..."
"What?" When Yang Tian heard this, he felt as if his head was exploding. He screamed and exclaimed: "Didn't they not be allowed to leave the main forum? If there is anything, just let our people handle it.
No matter what, we have to wait until I get back to talk about it...you...what are you doing? Alas..."
"A Tian, don't worry. There are some things in Longteng Group that must be handled by Xiaoting. Although she is your woman, she is also a disciple of Longmen. Xin'er, these things are all arranged by you. People from Opel Company have already arrived.
Fuzhou, you also know her temper, how can you possibly stay here?"
"What about Xiaoyun and Qian'er?" Yang Tian asked anxiously.
"Xiaoyun was also on official business, but when he left, one of us went to the capital with her. Sister Qian...it seems...it seems that you secretly arranged it. The famous designer came to Fuzhou and asked her to meet, as
A designer dreams of meeting his idol..."
"Oh...it's all my fault..." Only then did Yang Tian realize that, despite all calculations, he still missed a lot of details. He slapped his head hard and muttered: "Why did I ignore these things?
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"A Tian, don't worry. They are all safe now. Miss Xiangya who you asked to escort back is also safe. Grandpa Xu has arranged everything and it is all under our control. There will be no problem. I
We'll call them back in a while, so you can rest assured, right? Hehe..." Miyajie chuckled and asked, "By the way, how's Sarah's affairs going? I heard
In the battle at the Bell Family Castle, the Clekes family suffered heavy losses. With the strength of the Clekes family, they were hit hard this time. They will definitely take action. A Tian, you must pay attention to your safety..."
"Well, I know, we'll talk about everything when I get back!" After saying that, Yang Tian hung up the phone decisively.
Nothing unusual happened in Fuzhou, and Yang Tian was relieved a lot now, but just like that, he became more and more confused about the actions of the Clarks family.
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The moment the old man left, he already understood that this Yang Tian was not arrogant at all. Because of his power, it was natural for him to say any arrogant words. It was ridiculous that he overestimated his own abilities and actually wanted to defeat him in front of his subordinates.
, taking the opportunity to humiliate him.
After the old man left, he was escorted by his men to a nearby hospital. Several young leaders of the Clerks family were there, staying aside and watching him quietly.
The old man breathed out softly, and there was no trace of frustration on his face. On the contrary, he was very relaxed. Even with such a serious injury, he didn't seem to feel any pain.
"Whatever you want to ask, just ask!"
The first person to speak was a Western man in his thirties with a scar on his neck. The scar was covered up by his long hair, as if he wanted to hide some secret: "Your mission is to bring Yang Tian
Take M country away and prevent him from returning to China. Your mission failed. You should know what the consequences will be?"
"Yes, I know!" The old man nodded and responded easily.
"I don't understand. With your martial arts skills, how could you lose to a young man in his twenties? You shouldn't have failed. Could it be that... you did it on purpose? Did the boss have other arrangements?" The second person spoke up.
The person is a black man. He looks very shrewd. He has an eye on the bridge of his nose, and his two eyes are shining under the dark skin.
"No... don't make blind guesses. I was indeed defeated by Yang Tian. I was defeated by a young man in his twenties. In front of him, I had no backhand power at all. He was too powerful, so powerful.
I feel scared..." the old man said calmly.
As the leader of a team, the old man is no longer an ordinary leader. The subordinates he leads are the spiritual symbol of the entire team. Everyone believes that as long as the old man does not die, his team will last forever.
existed, but he failed, failed miserably, and he lost to an Oriental man in his twenties in front of all his subordinates.
"Is he really as powerful as you say?" Several leaders standing next to the old man asked in unison curiously.
"Well!" The old man nodded and said without hesitation or explanation: "Yes, he is indeed very powerful. He is an invincible strongman for us... Maybe if we choose to be an enemy of him, we will hit the stone with an egg... The consequences
As you can imagine... none of you sitting here can escape from the fist he punched... I didn't die in his hands today, maybe because he didn't want to kill me yet, otherwise, I would definitely die...
"
Everyone here was surprised by the old man's words. His attitude and his change were surprising. He used to be very proud, but today, he has become so because of a young man in his twenties.
modesty.
In fact, they were all wrong. The old man had never met an opponent before, and he had always thought that he had no opponent. Only now did he realize that he was ridiculously small. A young man in his twenties could kill you with one punch.
You know how powerful his men will be.
The black man's face was very ugly, and he seemed to be quite unhappy, and said: "Don't forget your identity. Yang Tian is our opponent. We are not asking you to convince us. As long as we kill Yang Tian, we will still be the last."
winner."
The old man glanced at the black man and already knew what he was thinking. He actually wanted to use his current strength to deal with Yang Tian and the Soaring Dragon Society. Yang Tian was indeed as powerful as a devil. As long as he existed, he wanted to be the final winner.
Idiots talk about dreams.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do this. He is not something we can defeat. It is no exaggeration to say that if I had given the order to let my men attack him, maybe... what you are seeing now
Hundreds of corpses..." The old man smiled coldly, sighed again, and said: "But... I also know that you will think that I am scared by him. It is useless no matter how much I say, you will not listen to me.
So, tomorrow morning, I will go to the boss in person... If the boss punishes me, I will take my life... Now, I can only wish you good luck."
After saying that, the old man closed his eyes. He was defeated today. Not only was he defeated on the battlefield, but even the evil spirits in his heart had fallen. He was just an ordinary person, and no longer an invincible warrior.
As a master, he also knew that if he continued to fight Yang Tian, he might die miserably, and even the chance to see his family for the last time would be gone. Yang Tian's existence had already become an irreversible outcome for their tragic defeat.
Early the next morning, the old man was lying on a stretcher and was sent to the 'boss'. After this battle, his men were eclipsed. All of them couldn't help but already thinking in their hearts, if they really fought with Long Teng
, who can deal with that powerful oriental man?
No one could defeat him. Their powerful leader was defeated by this oriental man. They saw the old man being injured with their own eyes. His devilish figure and speed were like a curse, chewing away at their confidence.
The fighting spirit of these people has dropped to the lowest point. The moment the old man went to see the boss, they had put down the butcher knife in their hearts.
In a luxurious and luxurious manor.
The old man was sent here. He was lying on a stretcher, lying very calmly. His two eyes looked at an Oriental man sitting on the boss's chair. This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, with two eyes.
He was very energetic, staring at the old man fiercely, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces. The old man didn't seem to care about this look. He said in pure Chinese: "Boss, I advise you to stop, you win."
No…”
With a 'Pa!' sound, the middle-aged man slammed the table and said angrily: "Stop, I'll stop? What a joke, I've been preparing for so many years, and you want me to stop now? Absolutely impossible, Master."
I must fulfill my wish, even if I die... I will not regret it..."