Hearing what Zhu Zihang said, Zhu Ziqiang broke out in a cold sweat.
Oh my god! It’s so cruel!
Even Mr. Qin's personal bodyguard was crippled by him. Just now in the coffee shop, if I had really rushed up to him, wouldn't he have been like paper and let people throw him against the wall without any effort? Fortunately, I
Didn't rush over.
Zhu Zihang saw the expression on Zhu Ziqiang's face and knew that this guy was scared. At this moment, the embarrassment in Zhu Zihang's heart finally disappeared a lot.
However, although Zhu Ziqiang was dissuaded, Zhu Zihang did not want to destroy his own prestige with the vigor of others.
He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "No matter how powerful the person named Ye is, it's nothing special. When the youngest comes down from the mountain, he will definitely avenge us!"
Hearing his cousin mention the youngest, Zhu Ziqiang's eyes lit up, "Yeah, I almost forgot about this. Our youngest is going down the mountain soon, right? He has been to the Shaolin Temple for more than three years."
"Do you think it's so easy to go down the mountain without learning anything after going to the Shaolin Temple?" Zhu Zihang rolled his eyes at Zhu Ziqiang angrily.
"But don't be impatient. I think the youngest is going down the mountain. The youngest is definitely ten times stronger than Old Man Qin's three bodyguards."
Zhu Ziqiang eagerly laughed and said: "Yes, I have been a martial arts prodigy since I was a child. This time I became a disciple of the crazy monk of Shaolin Temple. When I come back, I will definitely sweep the entire Leshan."
The youngest mentioned by the two people is Zhu Zijian, the youngest brother of Zhu Zihang in the Zhu family.
When Zhu Zijian was three years old, he showed superhuman talent in martial arts.
When he was ten years old, he went rampant in the Zhu family compound, and no one in the Zhu family was his opponent.
This Zhu Zijian studied martial arts to the point where he was almost a martial arts fanatic. His father once hired more than a dozen martial arts instructors, but all of them were turned away by Zhu Zijian.
Later, he learned the martial arts movements from various violent films played on the DVD, and when he fought with people, his movements were exactly like those in the movies.
Of course, the injuries of the opponent he hit were even worse.
When Zhu Zijian was fifteen years old, his father spent a lot of money to send him to the Shaolin Temple to worship under a generation of strange and crazy monks. From then on, he stayed there for three years.
Speaking of the youngest, the two brothers seemed to have found a savior.
The two of them were chatting here when they suddenly heard the sound of a car horn behind them.
Zhu Ziqiang turned his head in dissatisfaction and spat: "Damn it! Who is this? Such a wide road, you have to run over me?"
However, when he saw that the honking car was a Bentley, he was slightly stunned.
Zhu Zihang quickly pulled away the stunned Qing beside him, and the two of them hid aside and let the Bentley drive by.
"Who is this? So pretentious? Isn't it just a Bentley? When I drive the X6, I can push it into the lake at once." Zhu Ziqiang looked at the back of the Bentley and said dissatisfied.
"Qiangzi, please lower your voice." Zhu Zihang lowered his voice and gave Zhu Ziqiang a hand.
"Do you know whose car that is? That's Zhao Guangbi's car." Zhu Zihang said coldly.
"Zhao...Zhao Guangbi, Zhao family?"
"That's right, the Zhao family is the first heir, and the Zhao family is not something we can afford to offend. Please pay attention to your bad temper in the future. Qin family, Zhao family, Han family, Wen family, four
No one in the family can be provoked." Zhu Zihang said.
Zhu Ziqiang lost his temper immediately. Compared with Zhu Zihang, he was a bit immature in society.
In other words, he was dealing with things that were not worthy of publicity, and because Zhu Zihang often had contact with upper-class people, he was more or less familiar with the four major families, as well as some well-established families in Leshan.
In the Bentley, Chu Liuqing glanced coldly at the rearview mirror and cursed with a smile: "Who are these two fools? He is standing in the middle of the road on such a wide road. Isn't he seeking death?"
Lan Hua pointed to driving the car and laughed twice.
Seeing that Chu Liuqing did not show any disgust at her voice, Lan Hua pointed out with courage and said, "Those two idiots just now are the two prodigal sons of the Zhu family."
He tried to make his voice soft and gentle, but although the voice was not like a drake croaking, it was still inaudible.
Chu Liuqing frowned slightly. There was nothing he could do. Lang and Hao were killed by the explosion. At present, he only has Lan Huazhi, a follower.
Although this guy's speaking voice is awful, his execution is pretty good.
The two of them drove to the airport. Lan Hua pointed at the car and parked it. Chu Liuqing got out of the car and reluctantly walked to the departure hall.
Today, he was going to pick up a person, a lustful old monk.
When he came to Leshan this time, not only did he fail to complete his mission, but he also killed the old witch Du Gu Po. He himself was almost crippled by Ye Dong.
After the alliance leader learned the news, he was very angry. No, he sent the old monk Canmei here.
Although Chu Liuqing was deeply unhappy in his heart, he did not dare to say no. There was no way, why did the old monk become a fourth-level soldier?
To be more precise, Old Monk Canmei has reached the peak of the fourth-level combat soldier. It is said that he is only one step away from the fifth-level combat soldier.
Chu Liuqing should be happy to have such a helper, but based on Chu Liuqing's understanding of Canmei.
The old guy is not only self-righteous, but also lustful. No matter it is a royal sister, a lo|li, a queen, or a mature woman, the old guy takes it all.
Although Can Mei and Chu Liuqing's master, Poison Doctor, were from the same generation, Chu Liuqing didn't look down on that old guy at all.
Seeing Can Mei walking out of the passage, Chu Liuqing greeted him with a smile.
"Welcome Master to Leshan."
"Um."
Canmei gave him a neutral look.
Chu Liuqing quickly stepped forward to help Canmei pull the suitcase.
"Don't move, I can do it myself." Can Mei stopped Chu Liuqing's move.
Chu Liuqing retracted his hands in embarrassment and made a gesture of invitation, "Master, please."
Canmei took a big step forward without hesitation and walked away.
At this moment, Chu Liuqing had ten thousand grass-mud horses roaring crazily in his heart, but due to the old monk's strength, he could only swallow his anger and not get angry.
The two people came to the Bentley, and Chu Liuqing hurriedly helped Canmei open the door.
The old monk slumped down, got into the carriage, stretched out his hand to pull the suitcase, and even pulled the suitcase in.
Canmei's suitcase is about as tall as a person. It looks bulging, and I don't know what is packed inside. However, in Chu Liuqing's opinion, such a huge suitcase is more than enough for even one person.
.
Although Chu Liuqing only glanced at it, he still vaguely saw a length of black women's stockings exposed next to the suitcase.
Gently closing the car door, Chu Liuqing sighed inwardly: "This old guy is indeed as lustful as the rumors said."
However, Chu Liuqing was not worried about Canmei's lustful nature, because the old monk liked women, and he liked men. When the two of them cooperated, there was no conflict at all.
Chu Liuqing also got into the car, Lanhua started the car and drove towards the city center.
Canmei played with a woman's stockings and said calmly: "Tell me, it's been so long, why haven't you settled the Wen family yet?"
