Chapter 40

Get up the next day.

When Wang Ming came to the breakfast area early in the morning, he saw that Hao Ziqing and others had already been sitting in their seats. Their eyes were red because of staying up late. Sitting there seemed to be waiting for Wang Ming.

Wang Ming couldn't see anything from their expressions, so he sat directly behind them.

Hao Ziqing said to Wang Ming:

"there are two pieces of news, one is good news, the other is bad news. Which one should I listen to first?"

Wang Ming said without hesitation:

"good news first."

Hao Ziqing showed a relaxed smile and said:

"Sun Qing was rescued."

Wang Ming relaxed a little, and then asked:

"what's the bad news?"

Hao Ziqing and Lin Xize look at each other and say in dismay:

"Sun Qing was attacked on her way back. Fortunately, someone took care of her. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be an accident. Those killers directly met unidentified people on the way back and killed them all. The worst thing is that the shadow killers group said they would not investigate."

Wang Ming's mood fluctuated violently.

He didn't expect that the other party was so cruel, but he was also very curious about the people who saved sun Qing, and immediately asked:

"who are the people who are taking care of them?"

Hao Ziqing said:

"it's a group of extremely mysterious existence. We can't find out the origin of each other. To tell you the truth, it's the first time that I've encountered this kind of thing in so many years..."

"By the way, he also arranged for bodyguards to go to GE's house."

Wang Ming was silent for a moment and confirmed again:

"are you sure sun Qing is OK now?"

Hao Ziqing said:

"in fact, it's not completely absent. It's just a little bit of a shock, but it's amazing that..."

After that, he looked up at Wang Ming and said strangely:

"they are willing to send sun Qing to the hospital without any reward, and they are willing to provide security services for him. We also want to ask who their boss is, but they won't disclose it."

When Wang Ming heard this answer, he suddenly thought of something.

It can't be him, can it?

A figure appeared in Wang Ming's mind.

Now it's in another place.

Prison.

Xiao Yun stood in front of the iron wall with his hands down, his body trembling faintly.

"She shouldn't have been saved."

Xiao Yun said slowly and firmly.

In addition to the power of xiao'an City, he may lose in the country.

What's more, it's just a woman!

It's just a woman with no hands to tie a chicken!

"It's a bunch of crap!"

"That group of rubbish, what am I doing with all these years of hard work and money to support them?"

Xiao Yun roared.

While roaring, he hammered the iron wall with a pair of fists. The iron wall was shaken by his fist force.

I don't know how many times.

Finally, Xiao Yun stopped.

"Is that enough?"

A hoarse voice came from behind.

A man in a vest and bare rock muscles fell behind, his hands hanging on both sides, showing a hook shape, not as natural as ordinary people, his palms have deep calluses.

At this time, the man quietly looked at Xiao Yun, with no expression on his face.

Xiao Yun took a deep breath, turned to the man and raised his hand:

"elder martial brother, you know I like to be challenging, but I find that I have a big problem. I'm always led by my pig teammates."

The man picked his eyebrows.

What does that mean? Is Yang Xun a pig's teammate?

Seeing that the man's face had obviously changed, Xiao Yun also knew that he had said something wrong. He immediately added:

"elder martial brother, of course you are not. I mean those shadow people."

Yang Xun then said:

"I've killed them all. They're a group of useless waste. They only fight for immediate interests. Master asked me to help you, because there are not many available people around you."

Xiao Yun nodded.

If he was in those days, even the Feng family of the first family in he'an City wanted to look at him, but now that he fell into the iron cage like an ice cellar, his ability could no longer spread, and even many people left.

Thinking of this, his desire to go out became stronger and stronger.

"Elder martial brother, we must get the evidence, and we must kill that Wang Ming!"

"I feel that he is the biggest stumbling block on our road now. As long as we kill him, the Ge family will not dare to resist any more."

Xiao Yun cried with a gloomy face.

Yang Xun looked at Xiao Yun and said slowly:

"do you want to make sure that all this can go on as usual? You know, that kid and Ge family don't look very good. Maybe the water is very deep. This time, Cheng Yaojin, who was killed on the way, don't you have a deep impression on these people? "Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, but he soon said contemptuously:

"I checked Wang Ming's up and down, and it should be that there is no other force. He is only strong. Can he fight us alone?"

Yang Xun nodded.

He doesn't think Wang Ming is anything special.

If it's really powerful, at least it's a little famous. Don't they know this kind of family boxing?

Xiao Yun saw a trace of firmness on Yang Xun's face, and he said with a smile:

"elder martial brother, you are the most proud disciple of the master, and your strength is already dark. It's not easy to deal with a small bodyguard. Moreover, this time, we need to make a detailed plan to act together. I believe there will be no more mistakes."

Yang Xun picked his eyebrows and was praised by Xiao Yun. Then he said:

"the situation in Chaozhou is settled. Even if the master has a strong force, he can't break it. But in such a small fourth tier city, we still have a lot to do. Xiao Yun, do you know what I mean?"

Xiao Yun said helplessly:

"don't worry, master. His old man wants to turn the martial arts center into the biggest dream of he'an city. I know. When I come out, no one dares to say no, neither can Tianwang Laozi!"

Yang Xun nodded his head with satisfaction. After he became the biggest martial arts school disciple in he'an City, he was able to drive a luxury car, live in a foreign house, and have a good life with money and status. In Chaozhou, many martial arts schools were living in the cracks, and his elder disciple had too many hard days