Chapter 569

"What did Uncle talk to you about?"

Seeing Chen Liang back, Vera, who has been absent-minded looking at the home theater, asked hurriedly.

"It'll be homely."

Chen Liang played it down.

"Homely?"

Vera was stunned and then looked at kretsch, who was still sitting on the observation deck.

"Uncle didn't talk to you about dealing with Melissa?"

Chen Liang shook his head.

"Is uncle really going to sit and wait to die?"

Vera talked to herself, wondering.

"It's impossible. Uncle can't not know. This is his best chance. If he doesn't help us, Melissa will be liquidated in the future."

"No, I'll talk to him."

Vera was about to get up.

Chen Liang held her.

"Such a big thing can't be decided immediately. Give Mr. Craig some time."

Vera sat down again.

"But now time is very urgent for us. If we delay one more day, who knows what idea Melissa will come up with. Uncle is really. Do we need to consider such an obvious thing?"

"Your uncle's identity is different from yours. He may need to consider more than just personal advantages and disadvantages."

"What do you mean?"

Vera frowned and asked.

Chen Liang smiled and didn't explain. Instead, he said, "I'm going out."

"Out? Where?"

Vera said immediately, "aren't you afraid to be discovered by Melissa?"

"It's all right. It's daytime. I'll pay attention."

"Then I'll go with you."

"No."

Chen Liang quickly refused.

"Spend more time with Mr. kretsch. He's very kind to you."

Vera looked at the viewing platform and didn't ask again.

Driving the usual maid's car, Chen Liang left kretsch's house and came to a place that looked like a small factory.

When I rang the doorbell, the iron gate opened, and I found that there was a hole in it.

In the bright lights, no mechanical equipment can be seen. The factory is built into two floors. The first floor is divided into many physical training areas. There are shooting ranges for practicing shooting, wooden stakes for practicing fighting, and balance bars for practicing physical quality

The second floor is the residential area.

"Weak, it's too weak!"

On the boxing ring in the middle of the first floor, a big man punched the other party in the face, put him down, sneered at his fists and swaggered.

second floor.

Several people lay on the guardrail smoking cigarettes and watched the excitement.

Chen Liangchao, who followed a graceful figure into the ring, glanced at the ring without changing his face.

"Take your man away. If he stays here, he may be killed."

The woman walking in front spoke blandly, and her hoarse and cold voice could tell that she was Annabel, the leader of Cobra.

This is a secret stronghold of cobra in New York.

A large number of guns are placed on the shelves on both sides.

"Whether he wants to go or not depends on him. I can't decide."

Looking at Tang Xiaolong, who was black and blue, panting and struggling to get up, Chen Liang was not angry and heartless.

obviously.

Tang Xiaolong suffered a lot here.

Cobra didn't give him too much face as an "employer".

In terms of body shape, the two are not in the same order of magnitude at all. Tang Xiaolong is about 1.78 meters tall and weighs 170 kilograms. However, the big man is at least two meters tall, his weight is crushed, and his muscles explode. It looks frightening.

Tang Xiaolong fought with him, just like looking for abuse.

The result is no surprise.

"Bang!"

The big man smiled grimly and waved another right hook. Tang Xiaolong, who had not stood up straight and was a little unconscious, had no power to fight back. His face trembled in an instant, and then the whole man flew out on his side.

He hit the rubber band, and then he was suddenly pulled back by the huge elastic force, and fell heavily under the big man's feet.

Several people watching the war on the second floor laughed.

The big head raised his feet wildly and defiantly, stepped on Tang Xiaolong's head and grinned.

"Sick man of East Asia!"

Tang Xiaolong's consciousness was blurred and exhausted. He couldn't resist at all.

Looking at the arrogant big man, Chen Liang calmly walked over.

Annabel's slender eyebrows beat, stood in place and watched him walk to the ring. Even if she guessed what the other party was going to do, she didn't stop him.

"Take your feet off."

When he came to the boxing ring, Chen Liangping spoke quietly.

The ferocious big man turned his head. He was not so rampant that he recognized the Oriental as his employer. His attitude was somewhat restrained.

"He offered to fight me."

Although it was like an explanation, the arrogant smile on his face that had not completely subsided was still very dazzling.

"He lost. I'll fight you."

Chen Liang's words were amazing. He supported the boxing ring with one hand and jumped up easily.

Vigorous movement.

And quite ornamental.

The cobra members on the second floor brightened their eyes, and then their faces became more interesting.

Looking down at Chen Liang standing on the stage through a rubber band, a tall, thin man with a bullet pendant around his neck raised his mouth.

"How long do you think he can hold on?"

"Three moves. Within three moves, you will fall."

"Three moves? With his body, I'm afraid he can't even carry King Kong's fist."

"I hope King Kong can show mercy and don't kill this boy. After all, he is our gold master."

Although money is powerful, it can't buy everything.

Such as respect.

The big man, nicknamed King Kong, removed his feet from Tang Xiaolong's head and looked up and down at Chen Liang. His copper bell like eyes subconsciously showed a touch of disdain, and then turned to look at Annabel standing not far away.

Obviously asking for instructions.

"Chen, you have no eyes. I can't guarantee that you won't get hurt."

Annabel held her chest in her hands and her face was expressionless.

"Nothing."

Chen Liang smiled and looked at King Kong.

"Put your horse here. You're welcome."

King Kong frowned.

In his view, this is undoubtedly a provocation.

Looking at Chen Liang standing on the stage with a firm attitude, Annabel stopped talking and nodded silently.

Seeing this, King Kong suddenly turned back and stared at Chen Liang with fierce and ferocious eyes, just like a brown bear waiting for an opportunity. Relying on that momentum alone, people were creepy and shivering.

"Chen Shao..."

After taking a breath, Tang Xiaolong struggled to get up. His eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them.

"You go down first."

Chen Liang's face was calm. At the same time, he took off his coat and threw it off the court.

"Gee, I can play handsome. It's like that."

"I bet a hundred dollars, but he can't hold on for ten seconds."

second floor.

Someone took out a wristwatch, loosened his palm and hovered in mid air.

"I hope it won't end so soon. Let King Kong teach the boy a lesson and let him understand that money can't do whatever he wants."