The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

"You're welcome. I know you're still uncomfortable. I'll say the same thing. Enemies should be settled rather than tied. The other party has a lot of background. Be careful to lose your wife and lose your army!" Situ Ruinan said after taking a sip of tea.

"Thank you, old man, Yundong will keep it in mind!" Shao Yundong replied after nodding his head.

After the conversation between the two sides, Shao Yundong declined Situ Ruinan's invitation to stay overnight, and rushed back to Yanhai that night.

On the way back to Yanhai from Jiangcheng, Shao Yundong called He Mingbo: "Second brother, prepare to use the deacon token!"

"En!" He Mingbo replied in a deep voice.

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Southern Province, Zhongjiang City Olympic Sports Center, Martial Arts Hall.

The Southern Province's annual martial arts competition is going on here, and the competition has entered the final stage. The two contestants are both juniors from martial arts families.

It has to be said that both of them belonged to young talents with prominent family backgrounds, that is, the standard tall, rich and handsome, which made the eyes of the mothers-in-law sitting below stare brightly, wishing to push their daughters onto each other's bed immediately.

Even the eyes of a few mother-in-laws-to-be showed that they didn't look like they were picking a son-in-law, but more like picking a young man for themselves.

The chief referee of this competition is Feng Jinquan, who has long been famous in the martial arts circle in the southern province, known as Feng Ye.

Master Feng has infinite energy in Zhongjiang City, whether it is the underworld or the white way, especially in the world of martial arts, he is definitely a leader.

While he was paying attention to the game, a young man in a black vest walked behind Feng Jin's body.

He bowed his head and said, "Master Feng, the Shaying Gang and the Iron Fist Gang fought at the South Railway Station, and two people were severely injured at the scene."

"Huh? Are they taking my words as fart?" Feng Jinquan turned to look at the man in the vest, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"It is said that someone was instigating it. The second in command of the Sand Eagle Gang got the secret support of the Quick Knife League. They had an attempt to usurp the throne. They secretly played tricks, and then instigated the Sand Eagle Gang to fight against the Iron Fist Gang, hoping to take the opportunity to make trouble." Vest The man continued to explain.

"Hmph, Xiao Xiao! Help me to invite the three of them to drink tea at the Hongyun Building!" Feng Jinquan said after a little consideration.

"Okay!" The man in the vest nodded and left.

At this time, the game was coming to an end, and the taller player kicked the shorter player with a beautiful backspin leg, with perfect speed and strength.

Sensing the power of this foot, the short player quickly tapped his toes on the ground, and quickly stepped back several steps. At the same time, he stretched his hands forward and grabbed the tall man's ankle directly.

The tall man was not shocked by the sudden change, but kicked hard with his left foot, and the whole person immediately jumped up in place, and at the same time kicked the opponent's forehead with his left foot.

The short man didn't expect the opponent's reaction to be so quick, so he quickly let go of his hands to block the opponent's legs.

Bang bang bang!
The tall man blasted towards the opponent's forehead with a set of standard chain legs, and the short man suddenly only had the strength to parry.

Boom!
After the tall man finished his last kick, the short man couldn't hold on any longer and was kicked to the ground, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the tall man came to him again, raised his right hand, and punched the short man in the chest.

The short man sensed a burst of murderous intent from the opponent's eyes, and he was immediately surprised. This competition has already clearly stipulated that friendship comes first and competition comes second.

And I have never had any grievances with the other party, why did the other party want to kill him?Seeing the opponent's fist that grew from small to large get closer to his chest, the short man closed his eyes in pain.

"Stop!" At this critical moment, Feng Jinquan rushed towards the referee seat like a roc spreading its wings.

Before the tall contestant's fist touched his opponent's clothes, Feng Jinquan had already come to him, swept his body forward, and thrust his shoulder forward at the same time.

boom!
The tall contestant was actually pushed by him, flew directly out of the stage, then fell heavily to the ground, and passed out immediately after a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

hiss!
Everyone gasped. This is a little too perverted. Such a long distance can be reached in the blink of an eye. How did he do it?
And with such a simple collision, the tall man's nearly 190-jin body flew so far like a kite with a broken string.

Master Feng really lived up to his reputation!

"I said a long time ago that friendship comes first and competition comes second. How dare you disqualify him from the competition and ban him for life!" Feng Jinquan announced loudly to everyone present after stretching out his hand to pull the short man up.

No one seems to have any objection to his decision, after all, there is indeed a big problem with the tall man's behavior!

At eight o'clock in the evening, Feng Jinquan brought five or six men to the Hongyun Teahouse. There were already three groups of people sitting inside, making the whole teahouse as noisy as a vegetable market.

There are about a dozen people in each group, and more than half of them hold something in their hands, either a machete or an iron rod.

"Master Feng!" I don't know who yelled, and everyone looked towards the door in unison. After seeing Feng Jinquan, the audience immediately fell silent.

The man in the vest behind Feng Jinquan walked quickly to the upper position and opened the stool. Feng Jinquan sat down and looked at the group of people and said, "It's noisy, why don't you stop noisy? Aren't your voices very loud? Why are you all dumb?"

Seeing that no one said anything, Feng Jinquan said again: "If there is no more arguing, who will tell me what happened during the day?"

"Back to Master Feng, people from the Sand Eagle Gang came to my site to sell fans, and they even killed people. The police who provoked me checked me for three days and two days. I argued with them, but they still refused to admit it!" Iron Fist Gang The boss said.

"Fuck your mother, you didn't manage the people below, and you put the shit bowl on my head, and you kept saying that my people did it, what's the evidence?" The boss of the Shaying Gang shot back.

"Don't think that I can't do anything to you if I can't produce evidence. Today, in front of Master Feng, let Sha Laoer speak out, and let him say whether he has done it!" The boss of the Iron Fist Gang spoke again.

"Fuck, who are you talking about? Don't fucking spout blood!" Sha Ying's second child pointed at him and shouted.

At this moment, Feng Jinquan got up and slowly came to Sha Laoer, and asked, "Sha Laoer, you must have been in the Shaying Gang for many years, right? You should know the rules of the road, right?"

"Feng... Master Feng, what do you mean? I... I have never done it..." Hearing what Feng Jinquan said, Er Er Sha suddenly panicked.

Bang!
Before Sha Lao Er could finish speaking, Feng Jinquan kicked Sha Lao Er suddenly, and Sha Lao Er hit the wall behind and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.