Yang Hao sat cross-legged on his bed, closed his eyes and practiced, while the inner energy slowly traveled through the meridians of his body, circle after circle.
Suddenly, Yang Hao's phone rang, extremely loud in the quiet room.
Yang Hao took the phone and found that the phone number was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello, who's there?"
A slightly older voice sounded from the microphone: "Is this Mr. Yang Haoyang?"
Yang Hao smiled: "It's me, are you?"
"I am Liu Zhentang, Mr. Yang, do you still remember me?"
Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, Liu Zhentang, wasn't he the most powerful old man among the three gangsters hired by Kong Yiming when Kong Yiming and Chen Ang were gambling. His son was sick.
He needed money urgently for surgery abroad. Later, he contacted foreign hospitals and had his son sent abroad for treatment.
"Oh, it's you. How is your son doing now?"
Liu Zhentang said excitedly: "Thanks to Mr. Yang's help, my son's illness has basically recovered, and now we are back in China..."
Yang Hao smiled and said, "It'll be good once you recover. You don't have to worry anymore."
Liu Zhentang said gratefully: "This is all thanks to Mr. Yang's help. If it weren't for Mr. Yang, my son's disease would definitely not be cured. Maybe I would have to give up the white-haired man to the black-haired man."
"Old Liu, you don't have to be so polite. This is a piece of cake for me."
Liu Zhentang said: "Mr. Yang, I, Old Liu, don't know how to repay you. I only have a lot of strength in my hands. I hope to follow Mr. Yang, even if it is to help Mr. Yang run errands. Please don't refuse, Mr. Yang."
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Yang Hao originally really wanted to take Liu Zhentang for his own use. After all, a master with peak inner strength is not so easy to meet. Except for those strong men with inner strength, Liu Zhentang is definitely a master among masters.
But because of the relationship between senior brother Liu Zhentang, Yang Hao gave up the idea. After all, it was somewhat related, so when he heard what Liu Zhentang said, Yang Hao declined politely: "Old Liu, actually you don't have to do this.
, We are all martial arts practitioners, so it is reasonable to help each other. What's more, for me, this matter is just a phone call, so you don't need to repay your kindness like this. "
Liu Zhentang heard Yang Hao's refusal, but stubbornly refused: "Mr. Yang, it is reasonable for us martial arts practitioners to help each other, and that is also friendship, but there is another saying, that is, a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring.
From the time you left me alone and didn't destroy me as an old guy, and even helped my son to seek medical treatment abroad, my life, Liu Zhentang's, has been yours, Mr. Yang's. If you refuse to agree, then I will give it to you now.
I'll give you my life back."
Liu Zhentang's tone was firm and there was no room for negotiation. Yang Hao said in desperation: "Old Liu, you are used to living in the capital, but I got married in Zhonghai. If things go well, I will be married in a few days."
If you will go back to live in Zhonghai, why would you follow me and leave your hometown?"
Liu Zhentang said without hesitation: "My son is already an adult. He has recovered from his illness. He has hands and feet and is completely independent. I no longer have any worries, let alone Zhonghai. Even if it is the end of the world, I, Liu Zhentang, will follow me."
It’s up to you.”
Yang Hao sighed and said: "Old Liu..."
Liu Zhentang interrupted Yang Hao neatly: "Mr. Yang, this matter has been settled. Don't worry, I don't need you to make any arrangements for me. I will arrange it myself."
Yang Hao was silent for a few seconds and said with a wry smile: "Okay, Old Liu, if you insist on this, then you can follow me back to Zhonghai. Is there anyone who your son needs help with, financially or at work? If you
If your son doesn't mind, you can go to Zhonghai together, so that you and your son don't have to be separated. Don't worry, as long as he goes, if he wants to open a shop, I will help him open a shop. If he wants to work, I will help him find a job. You know, these
It’s not a problem for me.”
Liu Zhentang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yang Hao's promise. Liu Zhentang had been stubborn all his life and refused to owe favors to anyone, but because of his son's affairs, he owed Yang Hao a huge favor. However, Yang Hao himself was rich and powerful, and his own strength
He was still very tall, so even if Liu Zhentang wanted to repay his kindness, he couldn't find a good way, so he had to come up with the last resort.
I know a little bit about boxing, so I can be an errand boy for Yang Hao, be it a bodyguard, or a housekeeper. Anyway, as long as I can help Yang Hao, I can repay the favor.
Hearing that Yang Hao offered to help his son open a shop or find a job, Liu Zhentang became more and more moved, and his thoughts of repaying his kindness became more persistent and determined.
He was originally a very pure martial arts student, repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred, it was that simple.
"Okay, Mr. Yang, I will ask my son first and then reply to Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang is a master and may not need my protection. However, it is still okay for me to run errands for Mr. Yang or your family. Please don't take it personally, Mr. Yang."
good."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "You are a master of peak internal strength. When you are a bodyguard or something, you are really overqualified and underused."
"How can I be considered a master? Mr. Yang is so young, but he has already mastered the internal energy. Compared with Mr. Yang, at my age, I am really living like a dog."
Yang Hao was talking to Liu Zhentang when his cell phone suddenly rang again. He looked at it and found it was a very familiar call. He had almost talked about Liu Zhentang, so he said to Liu Zhentang: "I have a call coming in.
Let's leave it as it is, you can discuss it with your son first and then give me an answer."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Hao answered the call with a smile.
Shi Feifei.
What is this girl doing now? She complained that she didn't play with her before, and she even acted a bit mean to herself, which is funny.
Yang Hao asked with a smile: "Little girl, where are you playing again?"
"Woooo..."
A burst of vague pronunciation rang out quickly from the microphone, and at the same time there was a burst of vague calls: "Brother Hao..."
Yang Hao frowned and shouted softly: "What are you doing? Talk nicely?"
Xi Feifei's voice suddenly moved away from the microphone, and a strange man's voice sounded: "Do you want to keep her alive?"
The smile on Yang Hao's face suddenly solidified, and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"You don't need to worry about who I am. If you want him to survive, come to the east of the city alone. I will send you the address later. Remember, you are alone. If a second person is found, no matter who it is, I will
It will kill her immediately."
After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone neatly.
Yang Hao put down his mobile phone and his face turned gloomy. How could it be such a coincidence?
I have to participate in a competition tomorrow, but Xi Feifei was kidnapped today, and the kidnapper asked me to rescue people alone?
Yang Hao's intuition told him that this was a trap and conspiracy against him.
Was it Li Baiyu who did it?
But this issue is no longer important, because no matter who did it, he can't just sit back and watch Xi Feifei encounter danger, especially when this danger is probably because of himself.
A text message came from the phone. Yang Hao picked up the phone and looked at it, but there was a photo and an address, with a sentence on it.
"At eight o'clock in the evening, if one person comes, if there is a second person, she will die." (To be continued)