Super Bodyguard

"The so-called 'impossible world' is nothing more than this." Zhang Yang tilted his head as he sneered at the silver-haired man in front of him.

"Mr. Blood Dragon, I respect you, but that doesn't mean you can insult us." The silver-haired man stared coldly at Zhang Yang with a trace of pride in his eyes.

In this circle, the only thing that mattered was reputation and status. If even this was questioned, then there was no way he could stay in this world any longer.

"Alright, I won't waste my breath on you anymore." Zhang Yang glanced at the silver-haired man with disdain, unwilling to continue this boring topic.

He was here to look for clues about his junior, not to bullsh * t with him.

"…" The silver-haired man was so angry that the veins on his forehead were popping. However, he couldn't lose his temper because of helplessness. He took a deep breath and said to the girl standing by the corner of the wall, "Chun`er, bring Mister Blood Dragon over to see me."

The younger sister, who was addressed as "Pure'er", was stunned for a moment before nodding her head, "Yes, Sir Wu."

"Mr. Blood Dragon, please follow me." Chun'er took a careful look at Zhang Yang and muttered to herself, "I know this person's name."

However, she had seen quite a few famous people. However, according to Sir Wu's rules, regardless of who they were, they would only appear on the silver screen and would not appear in front of others.

For one, this person could meet with Mister Wu without even completing a mission. What a great background!

Thinking of this, Chun'er turned her head to look at Zhang Yang once more.

"Girl, don't fall in love with me. I have a family." Zhang Yang looked at the girl in front of him, who kept looking back at him.

It wasn't that he didn't understand the rules of this industry, but he knew that only those with big fists in this business were truly capable.

When your fists are big enough and tough enough, you are the rule and your words are the law!

Zhang Yang followed Chun'er to a very simple room. Chun'er respectfully opened the door for Zhang Yang and gestured, "Mr. Blood Dragon, please come in."

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded his head calmly, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Entering the door, there was a huge old table. The chair behind the old table had its back facing the door, leaving Zhang Yang alone.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yang sneered coldly.

There were only two possibilities in leaving his back to others. The first was that he was too confident and was not afraid of anything, not afraid of death! The second was to be a complete fool and pretend to be thirteen.

As for the person in front of him, since he was able to do the same as the person in charge, he should not be a fool. He could only be the first one.

However, this was useless. [So what if I am capable?

He acknowledged the boss, and even the heavens could only acknowledge the boss!

"Mr. Blood Dragon, may I know what news you are here to buy?" Zhang Yang didn't say anything, neither did Mr. Wu. The two of them were in a stalemate. After a long while, Mister Wu turned around and asked with a cold expression.

F * ck, the Blood Dragon's title really isn't fake! Wu Dai cursed in his heart. He actually remained indifferent when he dared to pass his back to him.

Naturally, Mr. Wu knew what Zhang Yang was doing. For those who were in this circle, if they gave their backs to others, that meant they had absolute trust, or in other words, absolute strength!

But! Whether it was absolute trust or absolute strength, Zhang Yang had no interest whatsoever. He did not want to get involved in the underworld affair.

"Mister Wu is so resourceful, how could he not know the purpose of my visit?" Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"…" The corners of Mr Wu's mouth twitched. He was a peddler, not a god! How could he know everything?

Their gazes met, filled with arrogance.

After a long while, Wu Dai let out a long sigh and said, "Mr. Blood Dragon, we are just merchants selling information and not agents who can infiltrate everywhere. How would we know everything?"

"Moreover, if Mr. Blood Dragon did not want us to know, we would never know." This flattery had brought Zhang Yang to a whole new level. It had successfully made the 'he doesn't know' edge into 'he shouldn't have known!' "

Little fox! Zhang Yang cursed inside. Since the other party had already said so, he could no longer keep up the airs. After all, he was here to seek help!

However, if opium poppy knew what was going to happen, he would definitely die from laughter. Zhang Yang came here to beg, but he ended up acting as if others were begging him. He was truly drunk.

"I'm looking for someone." Zhang Yang cut straight to the point.

"That's fine, but Mr. Blood Dragon wants to give me information about that person." The cost will be determined by the amount of information you provide. " Wu Dai turned on his computer and continuously typed something on the keyboard.

"A girl, she …" Zhang Yang told her everything he knew about his junior sister.

"May I ask what is the relationship between this girl and Mr. Blood Dragon?" Mister Wu Dao asked. In his heart, he was thinking that if he could get the Blood Dragon for his own use, it would be a pretty good talent!

"Enemy!" Hatred could be seen in Zhang Yang's eyes. He clenched his hands tightly, as if he was very excited.

"Enemy?" The corner of Mr Wu's mouth twitched. He was still thinking of using that girl … In the end, he was still an enemy!