The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 109 The Twisted Yang Zhen

Lin Yang nodded, walked to the seat belonging to Tengfei Group together with Gao Fei, found the seat arranged according to the number of people reported in advance, and sat down.

However, only Lin Yang and Gao Fei could sit down.

Han Bing and others, with expressionless faces, stood behind and on both sides like bodyguards, with their hands behind their backs and their legs staggered.

The same is true of other places.

After all these bigwigs sat down, suddenly there was a loud noise from the gate of the manor.

The sound came very quickly, within 3 minutes, it reached the edge of the square.

This is a group of well-dressed people with different auras. There are old people, middle-aged people, and even teenagers aged sixteen or seventeen. Everyone is excited, as if they are here to play.

Many bigwigs around the ring glanced at it and stopped paying attention, as if they were used to it.

Only Lin Yang had some doubts in his eyes.

Gao Fei was beside him, and quickly explained: "Mr. Lin, these are the elites in society, or the children of some powerful families, or some curious people with spare money.

And they came here just to seek novelty and increase their knowledge.As long as everyone donates 100 million annuities to Mr. Zhang Shiping, they can watch the life and death arena of the donation conference.

However, unlike those wealthy businessmen and dignitaries with powerful backgrounds, they will not have a seat, and they can only stand farther away from where the bigwigs are sitting and not get close. "

When Lin Yang heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Although the semi-desolate planet Earth is not as good as the Starry Sky Immortal Cultivation World in terms of cultivating immortals, but in terms of earning money, there are many mysterious methods that can throw the Starry Sky Immortal Cultivation World out of eighteen blocks.

It's just that such a philistine, mixing with the world, does not benefit the practice at all, and may even slow down the progress of the cultivation due to distraction.

What's more, it may cause emotional instability due to too much interference in the mundane world.

However, these influences were negligible to Lin Yang at this time.

After all, his current state of mind is to aspire to the pinnacle, what is lacking is only cultivation, what is lacking is only the aura of heaven and earth.

When thoughts flashed in Lin Yang's mind, among the people who had just poured in, there were three teenagers with excited faces and trembling all over.

They finally came here and saw the real rivers and lakes.

"Yang Zhen, there are big people here. I have seen many of them. They are the leaders of underground forces in every city. Some of them are familiar to me."

"It goes without saying that this is the rivers and lakes of Jiang Province. Everyone is a big boss, just like Gao Fei, the lackey of the Zhao family. Others don't know, but my dad, as the chief military officer of Los Angeles, how could it be possible? I don't know. Unfortunately, we are not qualified enough to sit around the ring and watch comfortably, and we can only tire our legs. If my dad were here, he would definitely get a chair."

"It doesn't matter. We are probably the only ones of our age who can see such a grand event. However, the people sitting on the chairs around the arena do look tough and not easy to mess with. How do you say we should choose a master to deal with Lin Yang?"

These three teenagers were Yang Zhen, Cai Guojun, and Li Yisheng who came here to look for masters after discussing together at the Los Angeles Thirteenth High School Friendship Association.

Now, they stood in the crowd, looking at the people on the chairs around the arena from afar, with a little envy in their eyes, just like passers-by envying the people in the BMW.

However, after a while, Li Yisheng, who was somewhat short and chubby, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in them. He pointed to the back of a certain chair around the ring, and said:

"Brother Yang, Brother Cai. Why does that figure look familiar to me? Why does it look more and more like that Lin Yang?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhen and Yang Zhen, who were excited, were startled suddenly.

The word 'Lin Yang' was extremely disgusted in their hearts, and it could almost be said that they had already had a conditioned reflex.

Hearing this now, both of them frowned, and raised their eyes to look in the direction of Li Yisheng's finger.

Immediately, he saw that there were two chairs with two people sitting there, facing the ring, with their backs facing their direction.

Moreover, behind these two chairs, several strong young men stood in a semicircle, with a murderous aura on their bodies, it could be seen that they had seen blood.

"Han Bing."

Yang Zhen was surprised when he saw the profile of one of the muscular youths.

This sound attracted Cai Guojun and the two of them to ask.

"Han Bing is Gao Fei's subordinate. I once asked him to deal with Lin Yang, but unfortunately failed, and Lin Yang injured his wrist."

Yang Zhen pondered for a while and said.

This matter cannot be covered with paper, and it will be known sooner or later. It is better to admit it openly now.

"That means, one of them is Gao Fei. Could it be that the remaining one is really Lin Yang's fault? When did he have such a high status?"

Cai Guojun asked.

The more he looked at the back, the more uncomfortable he felt. It seemed that there was a voice suggesting to him that it was Lin Yang.

But thinking of the fact that they all had to stand as spectators in this manor, he had a stubborn feeling in his heart that it was impossible for Lin Yang to sit among those chairs.

I am extremely conflicted.

"impossible."

Yang Zhen's eyes turned cold, and he said confidently: "What is Lin Yang's identity, how could he appear here.

Even if we want to enter here, we need to pay 100 million tickets per person.

With Lin Yang's family background, even if he is good at playing, he still can't afford the 100 million.What's more, sitting in the chairs around the ring, can he sit on an equal footing with my dad? "

He, Yang Zhen, is not qualified to sit on a chair, so how could Lin Yang be against the sky.

Moreover, as far as he knew, besides the bigwigs from each region, those who could sit in the chair were the top rich and powerful in Jiang Province, as well as the boxing masters invited by each faction.

In Los Angeles, Chen Shuai's father, Chen Gongfu, is not eligible to be invited, let alone his classmate, the first big enemy in this life... Lin Yang!
"Then Lin Yang is definitely not comparable to Chief Yang, he is just a bug."

Cai Guojun said in a dark voice.

Not only did he look down on Lin Yang, but after listening to Yang Zhen's introduction to Lin Yang's background, he directly despised him in his heart.

Lin Yang is just from Lower Riba.

"Ah."

After hearing this, Yang Zhen nodded lightly, with a hint of arrogance on his face, and he felt very comfortable in his heart. His Yang family is noble in Luo City, and Lin Yang can't compare it.

If it's true, those gangsters around the arena can't compare with his father Yang Demin.

His father is an official and holds a high position, and he is not reckless to compare.

Only Mr. Zhang Shiping, who was rumored to be skilled in kung fu and possessed undue courage, was enough for the Yang family to treat him with care.

After all, it was No. 1 in Jiang Province, and it was admired by many dignitaries. The energy it possessed was astonishing enough that even his father needed to be treated with care.

However, none of these had anything to do with Lin Yang.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the figure that looked like Lin Yang's back, with resentment in his eyes.

Even if this is not Lin Yang, but the back is very similar, he also hates it and wants to kill him viciously.

(End of this chapter)