Under one person, I am Zhang Chulan’s brother

Chapter 79: Enemies never get together (two chapters in one, please subscribe!)
"Feng family, is he really willing to help us?" Ma Xianhong said hesitantly.

"You can try it. Even if you are rejected, you won't lose money. Besides, Guild Master Feng is also the successor of Eight Wonders." Zhang Chuyi continued to persuade.

Although he knew in his heart that Uncle Feng would be very willing to help, the hole in Ma Xianhong's head was not the Sky Eye, so he definitely couldn't trust others so easily.

But just as Zhang Chuyi said, they are all inheritors of the Eight Wonders, and this status allows the Feng family to gain more favor from Ma Xianhong.

After some discussion, Zhang Chuyi decided to call his fourth brother and ask him for Feng Zhenghao's phone number.

At the same time, Wang Bing, accompanied by several family experts, wandered around Wangfujing shopping street.

After being tied up by Zhang Chuyi before, the grandfather forbade him to go out, and he was only allowed to stay at home.

It's fine for a day or two, but if you're not allowed to go out every day, who can survive this?
Although the Wang family is big, there is no freedom outside.

So under his soft and hard thinking, he finally persuaded the grandfather to let him out for a breather.

However, although the person came out, Wang Bing was happy for a long time, and became anxious again.

I always feel that this period of time is unfavorable, and I have been having bad luck.

No, the root of bad luck is only related to one person, and that is Zhang Chuyi!
First, he beat and cried in public at the Lu family's birthday banquet, and his face was disgraced.

After returning to the capital, he was arrested by him again and was tied to a tree for an hour. If word of this got out, he would be a complete joke in the circle of the young master of the Wang family!

Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but itch his teeth with hatred.

"Damn Zhang Chuyi, don't let me catch you, or you will have nothing to eat!" Wang Bing kicked the soda can off the ground and cursed fiercely.

"Boom..."

There was still a lot of Coke in the can. After being kicked, the liquid splashed and spilled all over a passerby who was walking towards him.

"The quality of a horse?!" Feng Xingtong spread his hands angrily, "The new clothes I just bought are all ruined now."

"What's it called? How much is a piece of ragged clothes worth? At worst, I'll pay you!" Wang didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all, and put his hands in his pockets, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

But after seeing the appearance of this unlucky ghost clearly, Wang Bing suddenly felt that he looked very familiar.

"You are... Wang Bing!" Feng Xingtong recognized Wang Bing first.

Like Hidden Dragon, he also likes to collect all kinds of information, and he is considered a relatively famous inquisitor among the younger generation.

He naturally recognized the appearance of the eldest son of the Wang family, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

Adhering to his father's principle of being kind to others, Feng Xingtong grinned, intending to laugh off his grudges and not want to conflict with Wang Bing.

"It turns out he's the little brat of the Feng family." Wang Bing immediately raised the corners of his mouth and his eyes shone with excitement.

Seeing this scene, several bodyguards of the Wang family next to him knew that the young master had become "playful" again.

They have followed the young master since he was a child until now, and they know the young master's temper like the back of their hands.

The young master will do whatever it takes to get anything interesting.

When I was young, I played games and figurines, and when I grew up, I played with people.

This Feng Xingtong was also unlucky, and offended the young master at this time.

"Wang Ping, Wang An, tie this kid up and take him to my cousin's boxing gym. I'm going to have fun with him today." Wang Bing's mouth turned up, and his smile was full of malice.

He thought of an excellent way to play with Feng Xingtong.

If you can use this kid's most proud method to defeat him, and then eat all the elves that accompany him day and night, will this kid collapse immediately?

Wang didn't know if Feng Xingtong was such a loving and righteous person, but he very much hoped that this kid was.

If he had a mean and ungrateful personality like himself, then it would be meaningless to torture him.

"Wait, what are you going to do!" Feng Xingtong didn't think that Wang Bing kicked him all over the water and just didn't apologize, but even wanted to kidnap him.

In public, he would never dare to use Juling to dispatch generals.

But facing these strong men who looked like club thugs in front of him, Feng Xingtong didn't think he could be their opponent with his triangular cat kung fu.

"Help, we've been kidnapped!" Feng Xingtong shouted for help while running. This was the only way he could think of to escape at the moment.

However, after running a few steps, the bodyguards rushed over and grabbed the collar, and then quickly subdued him.

The passers-by around also noticed the situation here, pointing at Wang.

"Damn it, my grandfather is Wang Ai!" Wang Bing stared back viciously, showing arrogance and domineering.

This kind of self-introduction might be nothing if done in other places.

But here is the capital city, so the deterrent effect is quite great.

In this area, I don’t know how many young masters can be beaten to death with just one brick. Ordinary people like them should stop being such an outstanding person. Who knows who they will offend.

What's more, there are a few bodyguards standing beside Wang Bing, who don't look like ordinary wealthy families. Let others call the police and wait for the police to deal with this matter.

However, Wang had no intention of staying here. After seeing the bodyguards stuffing Feng Xingtong into the van, he immediately got into another car and left the scene.

Not long after Wang Bing left, Zhang Chuyi and others came nearby.

"Why can't I get in touch?" Zhang Chuyi looked at President Hefeng's chat records and scratched his head anxiously.

After asking Fourth Brother for President Feng's phone number, Zhang Chuyi quickly contacted him.

As expected, after learning about Ma Xianhong's injury, President Feng very generously expressed his willingness to help him.

Although Mr. Wang Zizhong has been dead for many years, his soul has survived with the help of the Feng family's secret method, and he can still cure diseases and injuries.

Mr. Wang's soul is inseparable from Feng Xingtong. Coincidentally, Feng Xingtong is in the capital now, so as long as he is found, Ma Xianhong's injury can be diagnosed immediately.

But the strange thing is that President Feng called his son several times but no one answered.

However, seeing that his son was still spending money with his bank card and bought a fashionable T-shirt, President Feng didn't think much about it, he just thought that his son was busy shopping and didn't have time to answer the phone.

Although they couldn't be contacted, at least they knew the address, so Zhang Chuyi and others came to the pedestrian street to see if they could try their luck.

President Feng wasn't idle either, he had been calling Feng Xingtong all the time.

However, after just two rounds of shopping, Zhang Chuyi saw a large group of passers-by surrounding the street, and there were a few policemen standing inside.

"What's wrong?" Wang also leaned forward and chatted with an old man.

"Damn, the young people nowadays are too outrageous, kidnapped in the street, it's lawless." The old man frowned, obviously pissed off by what happened just now.

"Kidnapping?" Zhang Chuyi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned out Feng Xingtong's photo: "Old man, do you think this is the kidnapped person?"

"Hey, you are family members?" The old man was surprised, "He was the one who was tied up. He is a pretty boy. I am sure I am right, old man!"

Ma Xianhong said anxiously: "Do you know the person who kidnapped him? Can you describe it to us?"

"It's a little boy leading a few bodyguards. He looks so arrogant, just like Lord Baylor in the fucking old society." The old man recalled, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "I remembered, that kid seems to be still I told you that my great-grandfather's name is Wang Ai!"

"I don't know who it is." Wang Yehe sneered, "So it's these bastards again."

"Again? Do you have a grudge against the Wang family?" Ma Xianhong asked with a frown.

Zhang Chuyi twitched his mouth and said with a smile: "Wang Ye and I have been worried about by Wang Ai, and Wang Ye's family was also monitored by Wang Ai a while ago."

"I was hit by a car just now, but I don't know if Wang Ai did it." Wang also added.

Ma Xianhong asked: "Then do you have any other suspects?"

Wang was also silent.

"It seems that the Wang family really covets us as the successor of the Eight Miraculous Skills." Ma Xianhong felt that there was no need to check, the target had already emerged.

"Tell President Feng about this first." Zhang Chuyi bowed his head and typed quickly, then clicked send.

When I sent a message before, President Feng responded instantly. This time, it took more than a minute of silence before he got a reply.

Chairman Feng sent a positioning map with a red dot on it, which was in a place called King Fighting Club.

"Xingtong's mobile phone sent a location just now. He should be here now. Take the police there immediately, and don't make a big deal out of it."

Judging from Feng Zhenghao's tone, it was obvious that he intended to calm the matter down.

But could Zhang Chuyi be the one who swallowed his anger?

"Don't worry, President Feng, I'll take people over to rescue brother Feng!" After Zhang Chuyi finished speaking, he didn't give Feng Zhenghao a chance to persuade him, and directly locked the screen.

"What did President Feng say?" Both Wang Ye and Ma Xianhong looked inquiringly.

Zhang Chuyi smiled and replied: "Feng Xingtong was brought to the King's Fighting Club by Wang Bing, Chairman Feng meant not to make a fuss, just bring the police over there to deal with the case.

According to Wang Bing's age, he should not be severely punished. After all, there is a minor protection law. At the most, he will have to pay some money and be detained for a few days.

My idea is not to call the police, let's go to rescue ourselves, but I don't know you..."

"Compensate?" Wang Ye seemed to have heard a joke, "What about my butt? Even one billion can't make up for my physical and mental trauma!"

"These people must be beaten painfully." Ma Xianhong clenched his right fist and gasped: "If we give in when facing the Wang family this time, troubles like this will just keep coming to our door in the future. Do you really think we are You can’t squeeze it out of mud!”

"Okay!" Zhang Chuyi clapped his hands excitedly, "I always believe that violence is the simplest and most effective way to resolve all disputes. Unfortunately, I am not violent enough on my own, so I often feel distressed by this.

Now with you, I feel like we are one step closer to love and peace. "

"Love and peace?" Wang Ye looked at this guy with violence written all over his body, and he didn't know whether to vomit or not.

Ma Xianhong was also dumbfounded, and asked directly: "No, you persuaded me to abide by the law before, why did you become so violent when you encountered things?"

Zhang Chuyi smiled shyly: "Gentle and rational methods are used to treat friends who can listen to advice, but for those who do not listen to advice, I generally prefer to use another set of methods.

Besides, I am an employee of the company, and I have the right to interpret the legal provisions of the alien world. "

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stopped a taxi: "Master, King Fight Club, hurry up!"

"Why are you standing there, get in the car quickly." Zhang Chuyi turned to look at the two people outside the car, and urged loudly.

Ma Xianhong and Wang also looked at the taxi, feeling faintly in their hearts that getting in the car was equivalent to boarding a thief's boat.

But thinking of Zhang Chuyi's provocative speech just now, he finally opened the car door without hesitation and sat in it...

King's Fighting Club, this is one of the Wang family's many industries.

Originally, this shop was opened by Wang Bing’s cousin Wang Jinwen to satisfy his hobbies. In the beginning, it was really used to gather boxers who love to fight for training and learning together.

But later, it became a training base for non-staff members of the Wang family.

A big family needs someone to do the dirty work.

If you are reluctant to do it with your own nephew, you can only spend money to invite outsiders.

But if outsiders are not strong enough, they can't do anything.

Therefore, for outsiders who passed the assessment, the Wang family will let them come here for further training and teach some boxing techniques that can condense true energy.

Therefore, this fighting club can also be regarded as the Wang family's thug training base.

When Wang Bing was usually depressed, he would come here to find a few human sandbags and give him a beating to vent his anger.

But today there is no need for the club's students to accompany him because there are better candidates.

"It's against the law for you to do this, do you know?" Feng Xingtong was bound by the sandbag rope and warned Wang Bing.

"Who will take care of other people's affairs?" Wang Bing put on his gloves, touched them and said, "I just asked you to be a training partner. If you don't resist, then I can only let you be a sandbag." .”

Feng Xingtong was speechless: "Master Wang, I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have no grudges in the present, why do you insist on dealing with me?"

"Why? Because I'm in a bad mood today, my lord!" Wang Bin said with a sullen face, "If you want to blame, I blame you for being unlucky today. There are so many roads that I don't want to take, so I have to take one with me.

If I don't beat you up today to vent my anger, my lord, I won't be able to sleep well tonight! "

"Wang Bing, it's my tutor who is good at persuading you. I really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Feng Xingtong saw that the bastard was determined to play a hooligan, and his anger was also aroused, "I will say it again last , Let me go immediately, or you will bear the consequences!"

"What, are you planning to use your family's inherited Ju Ling to send generals?" Wang Bing was not afraid at all, and even encouraged him with an excited expression: "Use it quickly, and let me open my eyes and see this What’s so great about one of the Eight Wonders of Skills?”

"You forced me to do this." Feng Xingtong gently closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already covered by a cloud of black air.

At this moment, there was a loud bang from the gate of the club, and three arrogant figures appeared in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)