rich and powerful son-in-law

Last year, Huaxia TV One held a much-anticipated martial arts conference, inviting young talents under the age of 30 from the Chinese martial arts world to gather in Jingzhou, and decided a champion within a month.

The champion was Chen Zimin, who defeated many masters with his thunderous Bajiquan, won the trophy, and won glory for Anzhou.

Afterwards, netizens gave Chen Zimin a nickname: Anzhou Tiger!

Leng Batian also practiced martial arts and has a deep relationship with the martial arts world, so he has heard this news for a long time.He even knew a secret, that is, Chen Zimin is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also the son of Chen Ping, the president of Anzhou Branch of Hengjiang Bank!

And Chen Ping happened to be the vice president of the Anzhou Martial Arts Association, the honorary head of Bajiquan, and a proper martial arts master!

This means that Chen Zimin is not only strong in martial arts, but also has a profound background and a prominent family background. He is definitely a person not to be trifled with!
At this moment, when Chen Zimin reported his name, Leng Batian suddenly felt shuddering.

What happened, how could you provoke this person!
What's even more frightening is... Leng Batian faintly feels that Chen Zimin is the one with the lowest status among the four!
For a moment, countless thoughts ran through Leng Batian's mind, his body trembled slightly, and his face became as pale as paper.

"Original... so it's Mr. Chen, hello. I'm Leng Batian, the president of the Xinglong Chamber of Commerce." After a moment of hesitation, Leng Batian said bravely.

"Are you Leng Qingyun's father? Where is Leng Qingyun now?" Chen Zimin asked.

Leng Batian was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Chen, I think there is some misunderstanding between us? My son has nothing to do with the fire incident last night!"

"Really?" Chen Zimin sneered, "Does Mr. Leng dare to be responsible for this sentence?"

"I..." Leng Batian was about to nod his head, but suddenly he had an ominous premonition, and abruptly swallowed back the words that followed.

At this moment, the secretary rushed out of the door suddenly, glanced at Li Yan and the others with some trepidation, leaned into Leng Batian's ear and whispered: "God, something is wrong, Xiaobao and the others are missing!"

what?
Leng Batian was shocked!
Xiaobao is the bald man who was sent to burn Ling Ziyan's house last night, and he is Leng Batian's capable general.

Usually at this time, the little leopard would have already arrived.

But today, the little leopard was missing!
How could such a coincidence happen?

Chen Zimin suddenly said: "We have found more than a dozen people who did the attack last night. Among them is a bald man who is being interrogated. It is estimated that by this time, he should have revealed his behind-the-scenes instructions."

Beads of sweat rolled down Leng Batian's face.

The other party's actions were too fast and fierce. He went straight to the door and arrested people to extract a confession. Now Leng Batian couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.

How to do?
What should I do?
Leng Batian wanted to resist, but Chen Zimin's martial arts were too strong, he had no chance of winning, not to mention that the opponent was Shaodong from Hengjiang Bank, and he, a mafia member, was crushed in terms of power and wealth!
It can be said that the two sides are not at the same level at all. Chen Zimin's dealing with Leng Batian is like a machine gun fighting a cavalry, it is completely a dimensionality reduction blow!
Unable to deny it, unable to resist, Leng Batian suffered the greatest crisis in his life, and he was so terrified that he didn't know what to do.

At this time Li Yan took a step forward and stretched out his hand.

Leng Batian wanted to escape, but Li Yan's hand seemed to have some kind of terrible magic power, and he slapped him directly on the face, like an adult bullying a child: "Within half an hour, I will See Leng Qingyun."

The slap was so light that it was more of a humiliation than a slap.

Leng Batian had never been humiliated like this in his life, but he didn't even have the courage to resist.

The dignified Anzhou underworld boss just watched Li Yan and the others stride into the Xinglong Chamber of Commerce, entered his office, and sat on his boss chair.

"God, what should we do now?" the secretary asked tremblingly.

Leng Batian took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "I'm stalling here, you go and invite my senior brother!"

"You want the uncle to come out?" The secretary was startled.

Leng Batian said: "The other party is too powerful, so I can only invite senior brother. Otherwise, Qingyun will die today!"

The secretary was shocked, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go invite the uncle right away!"

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Leng Batian's secretary drove fast, and it took only 10 minutes to arrive at the "Liuhe Martial Arts Hall".

Liuhe Martial Arts Hall, one of the four major martial arts halls in Anzhou, the owner Xue Jinding is a master of Xingyi Quan, who enjoys a great reputation in Anzhou and even the entire Chinese martial arts circle!
But few people know that Leng Batian, who is well-known in the underworld in Anzhou, is actually from the same school as Master Xue Jinding, and they are brothers who practiced boxing together since childhood!

On weekdays, the two never disclosed this relationship, they just helped each other secretly at some critical moments.

Xue Jinding helps Leng Batian solve the martial arts troubles.

Leng Batian does some gray things for Xue Jinding.

This time Leng Batian provoked Chen Zimin, after much deliberation, I'm afraid the only way to solve it is to ask Xue Jinding to come forward!

When the secretary came to the martial arts hall, he found out that Xue Jinding was practicing kung fu, so he hurried to the training room.

In the practice room, a furnace of sandalwood was burning, exuding a faint fragrance.

Xue Jinding sat cross-legged on the ground, in front of him was a picture of Xingyiquan, thinking.

Suddenly, the secretary pushed the door open and walked in, threw himself down in the tunnel and said, "Master, Second Master has caused a big trouble, please help me!"

Xue Jinding closed his eyes and remained motionless. After a while, he said slowly: "What trouble can there be?"

The secretary said in a panic: "It's Chen Zimin, the son of Chen Ping of Hengjiang Bank. He came to the door and kept saying that he wanted to kill Leng Qingyun!"

"Oh..." Xue Jinding's expression didn't change, he didn't even open his eyelids, "It turns out he's Lao Chen's son, and he does have some background. But, that's about it."

Hearing this, the secretary breathed a sigh of relief, and felt admiration in his heart.

Facing Chen Zimin, Leng Batian could only be crushed.

But in Xue Jinding's mouth, he didn't take Chen Zimin seriously at all.

This is the foundation!
Master Xingyi Quan not only has status in the martial arts world, but also has face in all walks of life in Anzhou!

Xue Jinding continued: "Old Chen and I have always had a good friendship, Chen Zimin still has to call me uncle in terms of seniority. How about this, I'll write a note, and you take it back and hand it to him."

The secretary was startled, and suddenly thought of the people who were with Chen Zimin, and said, "Master, there are still a few people who came with Chen Zimin, do you want to..."

"No matter who it is, you have to give me face!" Xue Jinding waved his hand, got up and walked to the desk next to him, and wrote a note casually.

Handing back the note to the secretary, Xue Jinding said flatly: "You tell Chen Zimin for me, come to me in a few days, and I will pass on his skills. Just take it as a little compensation for him."