Located in the center of Zhonghang City, there stands a 20 story high-rise building.
The roof of the building is installed with three large characters.
The world will.
The respected organizations in Zhonghang City, no, to be precise, they should be afraid.
Because all the members of the world association are warriors.
Martial arts gather together, and then produce related benefits.
After gradually forming the interest chain, this small group will develop into a company, and finally become a group.
Everyone is proud to join the World Association, because their president is so strong.
However, all this pride, as happened the other day, was cut a hole.
The president's son, Leng Shao, was interrupted and carried back!
Vice President Cheng Kun was blackmailed for 10 million yuan, but he was still blackmailed after being beaten.
"Hello, what's the atmosphere like today?"
"Don't you know, today is our celebration day."
"Celebrate what?"
"You'll know later."
This kind of dialogue continued, and they came back from all directions when they received the call order.
However, seeing the tense atmosphere, it seems that something is about to break out?
At this time, on the 19th floor, in a gorgeous room.
A roaring voice scolded: "waste, you a group of waste, even my son can not be cured, you are waste."
Being scolded by the bloody doctor, where dare to reply, can only chat up to smile.
"Chairman Leng, the young master's condition is a little complicated."
Looking at Leng Zuojun lying unconscious in bed, the doctor explained: "I checked the surface of the body injury has been OK, it is too scared to wake up."
"I don't want an explanation. I want to see the results."
"No matter what method you use, if my son doesn't wake up today, you should stay with me," he said
He looked at the time, then opened the door and went out.
Take the elevator to the 18th floor and come to a meeting room full of high-rise of the World Congress.
"President."
"President."
Everyone stood up and yelled to Leng Chong.
"Sit down."
Nodding, Leng Chong went to the master's seat: "have all the things explained been done?"
"President, everything is done."
With one voice, everyone should say.
"Very well, all in place."
A wave of big hand, Leng heavy curse way: "today, I want to kill."
"The president is mighty, the president is mighty."
"The world will, the world will."
Feel the momentum of cold heavy, bursts of cheering, everyone excited to prepare.
Cheng Kun, who stayed, shook his bandaged arm: "president, will Lin Fan dare not come?"
"He'll come. It's an opportunity for him."
After lighting a cigarette and taking a hard puff, Leng Chong disdained: "if he can go out from the world, he will become a celebrity in Zhonghang City, and our world will become a laughing stock."
"The president is right. Today, anyway, he has to leave Lin fan behind."
Also understand the way, Cheng Kun scolded: "courage is too fat, not only hit me, but even young master dare to fight, do not want to live."
"President Cheng, Lin fan is in the secret service group against Zuo Jun
Eyes narrowed up, cold heavy curse: "after solving Lin fan, the spy group does not exist necessary."
Heart a Lin, Cheng Kun pharyngeal saliva: "president, this son can too much?"
"It's time to tear your face, not at all."