Chapter Thirty-Fifth Is she a pompous sect master?
"Boss, they are too arrogant. The other gangs have been swallowing their anger. This time they came to us for help, and finally they went to the Interpol police officer Hals who has jurisdiction over this place. After Hals and Midi discussed it, they decided to fight."
Lin Qi said with some worry. Midi is the deputy leader of the mafia's territory management.
"Battle? What kind of gameplay is this?" Ruan Su slowly took a sip of the tea brought by the servant and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Lin Qi and others were so anxious that they got angry, "Boss, please, you must take this matter seriously! You can't watch our territory being robbed!"
"I'm very serious." Ruan Su blinked his watery apricot eyes.
Lin Qi is about to collapse. You act like you are on vacation. How can I trust you?
"Boss, do you know that the new boxing champion is from Midi? This person has been the boxing champion for two years and is unbeatable. He is tall and strong, and his muscles are
!Wow. Boss, no one can really defeat him. We have no chance of winning this time."
"Yes, boss, although we have many masters in the dark night, we are still not as good as this boxing champion." Others also agreed.
"Boss, why are you here alone this time? Where is Liang Bai and Liang Hei?"
"Boss, please, please think of a solution quickly."
People like Lin Qi were all subordinates of the old sect leader. When the old sect leader passed the position of sect leader to Ruan Su, many people were unconvinced.
Although Secret Door has always been an underground organization, it has never done illegal business and has always followed the right path, which is different from the mafia.
The old sect leader accepted Ruan Su as his adopted daughter. Before his death, everyone thought that Lin Qi or several other elders would succeed him as the sect leader.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Su, a yellow-haired girl, was chosen as the successor.
Ruan Su was only 19 years old at the time. How could he convince the public?
But after she took over, she took care of things within the family in an orderly manner, and gradually the voices of doubt became smaller. After all, who can have trouble with money? As long as she can make money.
As a result, we now encounter this kind of land grab again.
Those who were dissatisfied with Ruan Su before were immediately angered.
Doubts, distrust, and dissatisfaction with Ruan Su broke out almost instantly.
Secret Door has branches all over the world, and the Italian branch is under the management of Lin.
Seeing Ruan Su's perfunctory attitude when he came alone, their anger levels skyrocketed.
Someone has already broken the pot and said, "If you don't care about it, just don't care about it."
"That's right, we are just a small branch anyway, and can't compare to the headquarters in China."
"Forget it if we seize the territory and drink the northwest wind."
Ruan Sujiang glanced at the angry crowd and gently put down the cup in his hand, "Send me the information about that boxing champion. Also, I have been on a plane all night and am very tired. I need to rest now."
After saying that, she got up and walked towards the room.
"Look at her attitude!"
"What on earth was the old sect master thinking at that time? He actually passed the sect master on to her."
"She is just a woman, what can she do?"
"She can't lift her shoulders or lift her hands. Apart from dressing up beautifully, what can she do?"
Lin Qi was also very worried, so worried that his hair turned white, "Forget it, let's find a solution ourselves."
I originally thought that brothers Liang Bai and Liang Hei would follow, which would give them more help.
As a result, Ruan Su came by himself, and all Lin Qi's hopes were dashed in an instant.
*
Hospital.
In a quiet office.
Bo Xingzhi sat expressionlessly in front of Inkley, who was wearing a white coat. He had a cold expression and said in a low voice, "I request to increase the dose or change to a more effective drug."
"What's wrong?" Inkley raised an eyebrow and looked at his long-time friend.
Bo Xingzhi's face was expressionless and his mood was a little tense. After a while, he said, "I'm divorced."
"Oh?" Inkley couldn't help but look at him in shock, "Divorce? Haven't you lived a peaceful life since she appeared? Why do you want a divorce?"
"I..." Bo Xingzhi breathed out slowly and stretched out his slender fingers to knead the center of his eyebrows. At that time, he just felt that since they didn't love each other, it was time for a different life.
What's more, it was because my grandfather forced me to get married in a hurry. Now that my grandfather is gone, there is no need to continue the marriage.
But!
Unexpectedly, after the divorce, everything changed.
He has long been accustomed to Ruan Su being around and the meals Ruan Su cooks.
As long as Ruan Su is around, his whole person will become calm and peaceful.
After the divorce, his mania became increasingly severe, as if the effects of the medication he had been using to control over the years were instantly brought back to where he was before.
After listening to Bo Xingzhi's narration, Inkley said seriously.
"Bo, you have to understand that the reason why you suffer from mania is because of psychological reasons. Medication has always been an auxiliary. You need to think carefully about it. Is your wife really just a companion to you? And?
Do you really have no other feelings for her?"
Inkley paused and then said, "Bo, you are a smart man, you should understand what I mean."
He understood the truth, but when Bo Xingzhi thought of Ruan Su's cold attitude, he couldn't figure out what Ruan Su was thinking.
I can’t figure out Ruan Su’s character even more.
"After four years of marriage, she was gentle and considerate, playing the role of a wife completely. After the divorce, I discovered that she seemed to be playing a role-playing game. That was not the real her at all, you know? I never knew that she was
She is a surgeon, but I didn't know she knew martial arts." For the first time in his life, Bo Xingzhi felt weak.
"Bo, is it because you ignore her too much and never get close to her to get to know her? Or is she deliberately hiding it? This is a question worth pondering." Inkley spread his hands, "Unfortunately, I am not an expert in relationships. I don't know either.
What is the situation between you and your husband?"
Bo Xing stops the slight movement of the heart.
Indeed, he had never taken the initiative to understand Ruan Su or get close to Ruan Su's world.
In the past, he only regarded this as his contracted wife, and neither of them had to disturb the other. And Ruan Su had always known how to be sensible, and she almost never made any demands on him.
If he gives it, she takes it. If he doesn’t give it, she doesn’t want it.
Treat each other with respect.
They never even had a fight, and looking back now, they were like two strangers living under the same roof.
Only the body will have in-depth communication...
Bo Xingzhi sighed.
My mind is a mess.
"Inkley, I just want to know if my disease continues to develop, will it affect my ability to fly."
"You should understand that if you have mental illness or mental illness, you will not be able to pass the flight test, and you will be forced to ground the flight." Inklai prescribed some more medicine to Bo Xingzhi, "Take the medicine first, although I
I don’t know what your situation is, but I suggest you treat your marriage with caution."
Exited Inkley's office.
Bo Xingzhi drove into a not-so-busy commercial street because there was only one store on this street.
He didn't hesitate and went straight to the door of this plush doll shop, which was a full three hundred square meters.
As soon as you look around, you can see all the colorful and cute dolls.
As soon as he got off the bus, a sturdy man stopped him and said, "Sir, tickets."
Bo Xingzhi just took out a black card from his pocket, slapped it on the counter, and said, "Swipe."
The fierce man looked him up and down, swiped his card and handed Bo Xingzhi a ticket, and then said, "Go inside and turn left at the end."
Bo Xingzhi said nothing and followed the man's instructions and stepped into the hidden door deep in the doll store.
After entering, there is an extremely narrow corridor.
There were dim wall lamps hung on both sides of the corridor. When he walked to the first corner, he heard faintly crazy and exciting shouts coming from below.
"Fight! Fight!"
"Hit him! Beat him to death!"
"I pressed down two million. Get up and stand up for me."
"Damn it, haven't you eaten today?"
Deafening shouts are endless, and the environment here is violent and bloody.
If it weren't for the fact that he was too irritable and wanted to find an outlet, he would never want to set foot here.
He hasn't been to an underground boxing ring for four years.
But now that he heard these bloody cries, the annoyance in his heart finally vented a little.
He wanted to go crazy and roar! He wanted to vent all the madness in his chest like them.
Bo Xingzhi stepped out of the corridor and came out of a rusty iron door. The space in his sight was vast and vast.
The space can accommodate thousands of people. The ground beneath your feet is rough terrazzo, and in the center of the venue is a huge arena.
The area around the ring was empty, with some spectators shouting wildly below. Behind the audience was a terraced stand, and the seats in the stand were packed with spectators. The seats were almost empty, and everyone was as crazy as if they had been pumped.
box.
Compared with the distinguished guests sitting in the boxes on the second floor, the bets these ordinary spectators placed were insignificant and not worth mentioning.
Those are the real money masters, spending tens of millions of dollars.
At this time, on the ring surrounded by an iron cage, there were two strong, bare-chested men engaged in a life-and-death struggle.
In a place like an underground boxing ring, no matter life or death, every boxer who takes the stage has signed a life or death certificate.
Their fighting style is also extremely bloody and lifeless.
There is a bar at the western end of the wide underground boxing ring. There are dozens of booths in front of the bar. There are some men sitting on the booths, including many foreigners and a few black people. They are all facing the direction of the ring and drinking.
While shouting excitedly.
As soon as the man dressed in black stepped into the underground boxing ring, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.
He has a special oriental face, and his height is not inferior to that of European and American men. His temperament is noble and cold, which is amazing! He is completely like a noble son from an ancient aristocracy, and is incompatible with the noisy atmosphere around here.
Those long legs are really eye-catching, coupled with the extraordinary handsome appearance, and the cool and noble temperament.
I like Mrs. Bo and her waistcoat was stripped off again today.
