People are in the heavens, starting from being wanted

"Little red guy, I will chop off the thousand you made with that hand right now."

"what?"

Hong Sanyuan showed a look of fear: "Master, brother, I really didn't know that it belonged to Yongxin Company, and I will never dare again in the future. Don't chop your hands, and rely on it for food."

"Out of a thousand rules is to chop hands."

"There is no next time for you."

As he said that, the torturer picked up a knife from the wooden box next to him, and walked over step by step with fierce eyes.

"No... no!"

Hong Sanyuan struggled desperately, but it was a pity that his hands were bound. Seeing that the knife was about to be chopped off, he had an idea and shouted: "I will double the compensation!"

"Wait a minute!"

"Shh!"

The knife suddenly stopped in mid-air.

At this time.

A man in a mandarin jacket and long gown with a fan in his hand appeared.

He looked at Hong Sanyuan with interest.

Smiling and said: "I didn't hear clearly just now, what did you say you want to compensate?"

Chapter 280 Chen Zhen Visits

Hong Sanyuan looked at a man of great style and asked him something.

I thought that the other party must be the senior management of Yongxin Company.

Whether he is alive or dead is a matter of thought to others, and he must be flattered.

Then he hurriedly said: "The younger one is Hong San. Those who came to join relatives in the countryside didn't know that the gambling house belonged to Yongxin Company. If they knew, even if Hong San gave me a hundred courage, he wouldn't dare to spend a thousand dollars. I got it." I made a mistake, and I am willing to pay back double the money I win in the casino, and I only hope that this boss can forgive Hong San for his presumptuous behavior."

Yongxin Company, the power of the three big tycoons in Shanghai.

This Hong Sanyuan is still clear.

"Little red guy is quite eloquent."

After listening to what he said, the master gave a derogatory compliment, and then poked Hong Sanyuan's chest with the paper fan in his hand, "Okay, I will give you a chance to live, and say you want compensation, as long as you can get it now." Come out and let you leave here."

"thanks, thanks!"

As soon as Hong Sanyuan heard that they were spared, joy appeared on his face, and after thinking about it, he smiled brightly and said: "Boss, I don't have that much money with me, can I..."

"what?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted sharply by the torturer standing next to him: "Little bastard, you dare to play tricks on our master, right? Are you impatient?"

The master who was smiling at first also turned gloomy.

Hong Sanyuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Oops.

Hastily remedied and explained: "That's not the case, master, I mean I don't have that much money for the time being, can you let me go and borrow some from relatives?"

"Boy, do you really think I'm easy to talk to?"

Master's tone was cold.

"Don't dare, master, you have a lot of adults, don't let me be so small, I don't want to repay this debt as soon as possible."

"I, Hong San, swear that I have absolutely no intention of entertaining you, Master."

Hong Sanyuan's heart beat like a drum, and he argued in panic.

The master smiled coldly at this, turned his head and said lightly to his subordinates: "Kill it!"

"do not……"

"Master, I really pay back."

Hong Sanyuan looked at the torturer who was walking towards him step by step, with a smug smile on his face, he was frightened, struggling his body, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said loudly: "Master, my uncle is the boss of Huaxia Newspaper , don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face, let me go, and I’ll go back and get the money for you.”

"and many more!"

The master suddenly spoke to stop his subordinates who were about to torture Hong Sanyuan, his eyes flickered, and he looked at him: "You said your uncle is the Tibetan boss of Shanghai Huaxia Newspaper?"

Huaxia Newspaper.

It is quite famous in Shanghai.

"That's right!"

Hong Sanyuan nodded again and again.

A person's status determines his vision, and the master is the fourth leader of Yongxin Company, so he naturally knows the power and fear of the newspaper.

Like some time ago.

They fought Shen Qingshan several times in the French Concession.

It was exposed by the Huaxia Newspaper. After Zhang Wanlin learned about it, he said that he wanted to kill the newspaper. However, after some inquiries from the master, he found that the Huaxia Newspaper was involved in a lot of things. Besides, if he really wanted to do something, his old opponent Shen Qingshan would definitely To make trouble.

Worried that things would get worse and worse, Zhang Wanlin gave up after his master tried his best to dissuade him.

just.

I didn't expect to catch the nephew of the owner of Huaxia Newspaper by mistake today.

After some thought in the master's mind.

A smile appeared on his face, "I really didn't expect it to be Boss Tibetan's nephew, come here, let him untie him."

"Yes!"

In this way, both Hong Sanyuan and Qi Lin were let go. Hong Sanyuan hurriedly moved his purple and painful wrist, and then, he clasped his fist at the master: "Thank you for not killing me, Hong Sanyuan will go back and get it now." Money here."

"No need, I'll ask the third brother Hong and this little brother to prepare a place to rest, to see how they are beaten up, to cultivate themselves, and as for the compensation, I will ask someone to report to the Tibetan family."

Hong Sanyuan heard MMP in his heart.

Still don't plan to let them go!

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, so they nodded: "Okay, I will listen to Master's arrangement."

The master smiled heartily.

He waved to the subordinates next to him: "We must take good care of them, and we must not be careless."

"Understood Master!"

The master then said with a smile to Hong Sanyuan: "The visitor is a guest, rest assured."

Watching Hong Sanyuan and the two being taken away.

The smile on the master's face was fleeting. After thinking for a while, he said to his confidant: "Tomorrow, I will go to the collector's house."

……

The next day.

After a night of practice.

Zang Feng quickly called out his personal data, and saw that in the column of Immortal Art, the power of fire changed from 0.1 to 0.5.

How to say that.

In his opinion, promotion is still possible.

"The power of the five elements, fire!"

Read out the formula.

"boom!"

The next moment, a cluster of small flames ignited on the tip of the index finger, and this time the burning time lasted longer than yesterday.

puff!

The flames went out.

Zang Feng glanced at the stoves in the room, and while there was no one around, he circulated his dantian zhenyuan and waved at the stove. out the door.

Because from martial arts to immortality.

The internal force he obtained in the Tianlong world was transformed into true energy.

According to the current state.

Zang Feng takes himself as the unit, and now he is half stronger than himself in Tianlong World.

Who says the realm is too low.

Only the first start of cultivating immortals.

Sudden.

He thought of Wudang Master Zhang in the Song Dynasty. I am afraid that he also entered Taoism through martial arts. His realm should be higher than his own, right?

The clothes on his body smelled very strong after being smoked all night.

Zang Feng changed into a new set of clean clothes, washed up, walked out of the room, and met Fu Bo head-on.

"Morning, young master!"

"Uncle Fu, don't move the stove in the yard. Also, help me get some fire tools."

"Okay sir."

When I came to the front hall, I said good morning to my mother, and then sat down to have breakfast together.

At this time.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching.

I saw the beauty, Hong Sanyuan's old lady, hurried over with anxious expression: "Sister, that dead boy and Qi Lin went out since noon yesterday, and haven't come back until now, I'm worried that something might happen gone?"

Thinking of Hong Sanyuan's temper, the mother said, "Third brother, don't worry, wait. If you haven't come back at night, we'll look for it."

That's all the beauty can do after hearing this.

"Master, there is a guest outside, who says he is your friend."

Forber came in to report.

When Zang Feng heard it, he thought it might be Chen Zhen.

He put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Feng!"

"Chen Zhen!"

Seeing Chen Zhen walking in with a gift in his hand, the two looked at each other and smiled, and Zang Feng hurriedly introduced his mother and the beauty.

"Mom, this is Chen Zhen from Fist of Fury, my friend when I was studying abroad."

"Meet my aunt!"

"It's already here, why don't you bring any presents, Uncle Fu hastened to make tea for the guests."

Chapter 281 Mr. Tibetan, make a friend

Zang Feng brought the visiting Chen Zhen back to his other courtyard.

When Chen Zhen just entered, he saw the neat and orderly stoves.

Can't help asking curiously: "I got so many stoves, is it because it's too cold to sleep at night?"

It's October now.

It stands to reason that the weather in Shanghai is still warm.

Could it be that there is something wrong with my friend's body?

Chen Zhen quickly showed concern.