"I probably understand the matter between Brother Cao and you. Let me make a suggestion." Yuan Xiong continued.
"I asked Brother Cao to spend five million to give you two tea, and this matter has been revealed. What do you think, brother?"
"Haha, if my calculation is correct, he should have swallowed more than one billion in that community alone." Ling Hao picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"And now you want him to spend five million to settle this matter? What do you think I will understand?"
"Brother, peace is the most important thing when you are away from home!" A trace of anger began to appear on Yuan Xiong's face. He had already lowered his stance low enough, but Ling Hao didn't seem to buy it yet.
The clay figure also has a certain amount of anger, not to mention that he is the one who has been in power for a long time!
"Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here!" Ling Hao's tone was serious.
"No matter who talks about this matter, it won't work. If I don't see him go to the community to pay back the money tomorrow, his company will be closed!"
"If you want to take care of this matter, then ask your people to do it quickly. After the beating, I have to go back to sleep, and I have to get up early to accompany my daughter tomorrow!"
"Huh!?" Yuan Xiong's patience has been exhausted, and a cold feeling spreads from him.
Although Ling Hao and the two made him a little afraid, it didn't mean that he had to swallow his anger all the time!
After all, he is also the king of Dongzhou's underground world. How could he tolerate two unknown boys being so presumptuous?
"In that case, let me see what you have to rely on!" After Yuan Xiong finished speaking, he turned to look at the lean old man behind him: "Old Ying, thank you!"
"Yeah!" The lean old man nodded and walked out, looking at Ling Hao and Ling Hao with a flash of light in his eyes.
"If your guess is correct, both of you should be martial arts practitioners, right?"
"Your Majesty, Hou Ying, have you not asked for your surnames?"
"Not bad!" Ling Hao glanced at the other party and said calmly: "With half a foot in the combat master level, he should be considered the number one figure in Dongzhou!"
The so-called martial arts practitioners are certainly no ordinary people!
In terms of martial arts cultivation, starting from the lowest level of warrior disciples, going up to warriors, above warriors are warrior masters, above warrior masters there are warrior generals, gods of war...
There is no limit to martial arts, there is only higher, not the highest!
Each realm is divided into five levels: initial achievement, small achievement, dacheng, peak, and perfection.
In the eyes of ordinary people, some people who know some kung fu can only be regarded as beginning warriors at best, while ordinary gangsters are naturally not even considered warriors.
Ling Hao just said that the old man was a warrior with half a foot on the combat master level. The implication was that the other party's cultivation level was the strength of a perfect warrior.
This actually surprised Ling Hao.
"Huh!?" Hou Ying didn't expect Ling Hao to see his level of cultivation at a glance, and his eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly.
"Although your cultivation is passable for ordinary people, you are still too weak. You'd better think clearly whether you want to take action?" Ling Hao continued to speak calmly.
cut!
Hearing Ling Hao's words, everyone in Yuan Xiong's skill stared at him with expressions that looked like he was mentally retarded.
They knew the skills of Elder Ying very well. Although they did not dare to say that they were invincible in defeating Dongzhou, they could definitely be ranked among the top three.
Among the so-called gold medal fighters in the underground world, no one can hold on to a single move in his hands!
And now, a boy who is less than thirty years old actually says that Mr. Ying is too weak. He is really ignorant and fearless!
"It's rare to meet someone with the same philosophy, and it's a good time to have a discussion!" The old man took a deep breath and twisted his eyes: "Please enlighten me!"
Phew! Phew! Phew!
After the words fell, a pair of palms were shaped like eagle claws, pulling out several afterimages in the air and quickly rushing towards Ling Hao.
