Heir to top wealthy

"Brother Jiang, he is a kid, he is too arrogant."

"You must do him for us."

In the underground black boxing competition field in Beijing, the Tianan Club Changjiang Hua was sitting on a wide sofa, with Erlang's legs tilted, and champagne in his hand, watching a fierce boxing match.

The people around watching the black boxing match shouted loudly to get rid of the opponent.

Wang Jun and Zhang Hao walked up to Jiang Hua and spoke out their grievances with Zhou Yun.

In fact, the Wang family and Zhang family were the four major families in Beijing, and they also raised a lot of people, so they could completely deal with Zhou Yun.

But for them, when they meet someone who wants to kill, they want their big brother Jiang Hua to take action.

Because Jiang Hua is the grandson of the founder of the country, he is the second generation of super officials, and founded the famous underground world organization Tiananhui, which claims to have 13 large churches and thousands of members.

He shot, absolutely very ruthless.

"What's your name?" Jiang Hua focused on the competition in the ring and shouted.

"Brother Jiang, Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun of Jiuzhou Group." Wang Jun emphasized.

"Zhou Yun..." Jiang Yun's expression froze, his hands stopped in the air, he turned his head and looked at him hesitantly, reacted, sneered, and stopped the game temporarily.

There were no more than three hundred people on the field, and they calmed down immediately, looking at the podium in doubt, thinking that something had happened.

"Done Zhou Yun?" Jiang Hua motioned to a beautiful woman next to her who was wearing underwear and had a hot figure to wait for him to smoke, and then asked.

"Yes, Brother Jiang, you must speak out for the brothers." Zhang Hao pleaded. Looking at each other with Wang Jun, they were surprised that Jiang Hua was so surprised when he heard Zhou Yun's name.

"You provoke a terrible person." Jiang Hua shook his head slightly, his face full of contempt.

Wang Jun and Zhang Hao were stunned, not understanding what Jiang Hua meant.

"Because Zhou Yun of the Jiuzhou Group is Jiang's mortal enemy." Standing next to Jiang Hua's deputy, a thin man of medium build, called Du Deming.

It turned out that a year ago, Zhou Yun once embarrassed Jiang Hua on the streets of the capital. At that time, Jiang Hua held a grudge and wanted to take revenge.

But who knew that Zhou Yun disappeared out of thin air afterwards, and there was no one to be found.

Jiang Hua thought Zhou Yun should be afraid that he would do him, so he fled the capital.

"I didn't expect this kid to appear again, and still in the Kyushu Group." Du Deming smiled lightly.

"I can't spare him this time."

Wang Jun and Zhang Hao laughed happily when they heard that Jiang Hua and Zhou Yun had an antagonism, and God was helping them. It seemed that Zhou Yun was destined to die.

"Liu Qiang, take a few people with them." Jiang Hua squinted at a burly bald man in the back, Liu Qiang, one of the nine branches of the Tianan Hui, and the head of the Black Dragon Hall.

"Yes, Brother Jiang." Liu Qiang nodded and glanced at the men behind with a full face.

"go."

Wang Jun and Zhang Hao quickly followed behind with a smile.

Jiang Hua snorted softly and signaled the boxing match to continue.

Fierce shouts and fighting sounded from the ring.

Kyushu Group, Ssangyong Building.

After the family meeting, Zhou Yun and Su Qing did not stay in the manor, but returned directly.

It is already past six o'clock in the evening.

The two were about to enter the office building. At this moment, Wang Jun and Zhang Hao called Zhou Yun from behind.

"Boy, what are you doing so fast? I am in a hurry to reincarnate." Wang Jun was arrogant, his face full of arrogance.

"Don't worry, if you reincarnate, the brothers will naturally send you there." Zhang Hao said.

Su Qing looked at the two coldly, it seemed that she wanted revenge, she didn't know the life and death.

"Zhou Yun, simply ask our people to do them."

Su Qing suggested that if it is going to be cruel, there will be more people in the Zhou clan, and it will be more terrifying.

"No, it's not necessary." Zhou Yun shook his head, but wondered, why are Wang Jun and Zhang Hao only two?

Glancing vigilantly around, there is indeed no one else.

"Dare you come with us?" Wang Jun sneered.

"Have you heard, dare you?" Zhang Hao urged.

The two pointed to the alley on the side street.

"Okay, just leave." Zhou Yun put his hands in his pockets, with a relaxed look. It seemed that they were worried that the people from the security department of the Kyushu Group would hide themselves in the alley.

It's really hard for them.

If you want to hit someone, you still worry about doing so much.

"Zhou Yun, don't kill anyone." Su Qing didn't worry at all, smiling and following behind him, Zhou Yun had long been apprentice to the fighting masters of many countries in the world, and his strength was absolutely strong.

Even in the underground world, many retired masters with the title of God of War are also Zhou Yun's master.

It can be said that, fighting alone, no one in the entire underground world of the capital is Zhou Yun's opponent.

If it was a group fight, Zhou Yun would definitely not be hurt.

Coming to the small alley, Zhou Yun saw Liu Qiang, the head of the Black Dragon Hall, and suddenly realized that he was from Jianghua.

Surrounded by Liu Qiang's younger brother, about thirty or forty people, all of them are full of fleshy faces, burly figures, and tattooed everywhere on their bodies.

"Boy, you finally showed up." Liu Qiang said coldly without putting Zhou Yun in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Brother Jiang said I will do you."

"It seems that you have to report to King Yama tonight."

"Human, what's bad about being alive." Zhou Yun put his hands in his pockets, sighed gently, and said earnestly.

"Why do you want to waste your life and not live well."

Su Qing couldn't help but laughed out, Zhou Yun, when did she breathe so hard.

Hahaha, but Liu Qiang, Wang Jun, Zhang Hao and the surrounding men laughed, thinking Zhou Yun was just pretending to be forced.

"Go, interrupt his leg first." Liu Qiang motioned to a very tall and burly horse with strong muscles and scars on his face.

This Ma Zi is a master boxer with a good record.

Scar Ma Tsai sneered, crossed his hands and put down his chest, and walked to Zhou Yun with disdain.

"Boy, give you ten seconds."

"Choose, left or right?"

Compared with Scar Ma Tsai, Zhou Yun's figure was completely smaller.

"I will also give you ten seconds, left or right?" Zhou Yun also threatened.

"Ten, nine, eight..." Scar Ma Zai sneered and began to count.

Zhou Yun smiled softly and then counted.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Suddenly, at almost the same time, both of them lost.

"You're fucking looking for death." Scar Ma Tsai said lowly and kindly, kicking Zhou Yun's foot hard.

With a snap, Zhou Yun also started to counterattack, kicking Scar Ma Tsai's calf at an extremely alarming speed, and kicking him in succession, hitting his knee.

Scar Ma Zi's tall figure seemed to be drunk, and fell to the ground with a slap, screaming in a low voice, making it difficult to get up for a long time.

Liu Qiang, Wang Jun, Zhang Hao and others were taken aback, and their horse was killed with just one kick.