Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

At this time, he was a bit like a bodyguard.

"Well, Master Zhang, what do you think we should do now?"

Although Yang Fei's injury is not fatal, he may have to stay in the hospital for a while after this fat beating.

Zhang Nian sneered and said.

"I want to know why your people beat him, and, given the current situation, if I think it's the police, the leader should be able to sit for a few years."

"This"

The fat man scratched his head and said.

"Master Zhang, it's okay to call the police, but I suggest that this kid should not be pulled out, and let you avenge your apprentice before calling the police."

Zhang Nian glanced at the fat man speechlessly.

At this time, Tang Yun next to her had already taken out her phone.

The bald man didn't say anything about this matter, and he explained everything by himself without waiting for the police to ask.

Zhang Nian knew that the fat man must be responsible for this matter.

But thinking about it, this is what he should do.

If one of his subordinates beat someone, why should he be accused of lax discipline.

And, most importantly, his bar was directly blocked.

The next day, Zhang Nian was still guarding the ring.

Tang Yun happily ran in from outside, and shouted at Zhang Nian and Tang Shan with her mobile phone.

"Look what this is."

The two froze for a moment and got together.

There was a piece of news on Tang Yun's phone.

The main content of the news turned out to be that a long-term underground business place in the south of the city was demolished.

This puts an end to the lack of law and order in the south of the city for more than ten years.

Seeing the news, Zhang Nian nodded. He knew that the cooperation of the people in this action must be due to the fat man.

After all, this fat man still has a conscience.

No matter what you say now, it is a society ruled by law, so it is better not to let his broken place exist.

However, this can only be seen as a joke, Zhang Nian is a little worried at this time.

Because the recent business is really bleak.

They may soon have nothing to eat.

Seeing Tang Yun fiddling with her mobile phone, Zhang Nian leaned over and said.

"Tang Yun, how much money have we made recently?"

Tang Yun froze for a moment, then looked at Zhang Niandao.

"What's the matter, do you want money?"

Zhang Nian shook his head, he just felt that the recent expenses are not small, but the income does not seem to be much.

If this continues, this place will close down sooner or later.

Tang Yun flipped through the phone and handed it to Zhang Niandao.

"Neng, this month seems to be okay, but it won't work in the second half of the month, because from the second half of the month, our business has completely disappeared. I guess the current money can last for a month. If there is no business , we should drink the northwest wind."

Hearing Tang Yun's words, Tang Shan who was standing aside said anxiously.

"Can't put it, didn't our propaganda play a very good role before?"

Tang Yun smiled wryly and said.

"Father, don't be too naive. There are a lot of people who come here, but once they are encouraged by people with ulterior motives, no one spends money. Moreover, because of Bo Lai's incident, more people dare not spend money." money."

Zhang Nian nodded, Tang Yun was right.

It is indeed a difficult time for them now.

Moreover, some time ago, because of the intervention of the Wushu Association, it really made them a little sad.

He pursed his lips and said to himself.

"In this case, we have to find a way to get that old boy Bolai to come quickly."

"What did you say?"

Tang Shan froze for a moment, then looked at Zhang Nian.

For people like Bo Lai, it is estimated that most people mean not to show up.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Nian still wanted to let him come quickly.

This is simply the rhythm of courting death.

Tang Shan sighed and said.

"Zhang Nian, Zhang Nian, you are still young, don't you know what kind of strength this Bolai is?"

Zhang Nian looked at Tang Shan with a smile.

He knew that now Tangshan's fault had occurred again.

Bo Lai, a player of the legendary boss level, must have a place in the hearts of people like Tangshan and the others.

Especially the older generation of Jianghu, they are very particular about morality, justice,

But they naturally also have their disadvantages.

They are too easily superstitious about authority.

Of course Zhang Nian believed that Bo Lai might be invincible all over the world.

But ten years have passed. In these ten years, the sea has changed, and what has happened to things and people.

neither knows.

Besides, I am no longer the brat I was back then, and I actually know what's going on in my heart.

Looking at Zhang Nian's expression of indifference.

Tang Shan sighed.

"Since you are so persistent, I might as well tell you a secret."

Zhang Nian nodded and said.

"It seems that Master Tang still has a unique trick. Since you have a unique trick, please tell me quickly."

Tang Shan smiled coldly and said.

"Zhang Nian, do you know how old Bolai was more than ten years ago?"

Zhang Nian frowned. According to what they said before, this uncle was estimated to be in his forties or fifty when he became famous, but now he is in his fifty or sixties.

To be honest, at this age, Zhang Nian even felt that he might be a bit of a bully.

"That's probably about 50 or [-] years old."

Zhang Nian said.

Tang Shan smiled and stretched out two fingers.

Tang Yun gasped from the side and said.

"What did you say? Twenty years old?"

This made Zhang Nian a little surprised. To be honest, in this kind of boxing, there are indeed teenagers who are on stage.

There are also 20-year-olds who dominate the boxing world, but they are still a minority after all.

The accumulation of time, in addition to experience, also gave them some ability improvement.

If Bolai was really only 20 years old ten years ago, then his age may be about the same as Apoye now!
Tangshan Road.

"This uncle, ten years ago, was 22 years old to be precise. Now, he should be in his 30s. Not only is he not much older than you, but he is also in his prime, so you should know why I don't let you go. Alright."

Zhang Nian touched his head, nodded and said.

"I know, but I have to fight whether I can go to this battle. If not, it will ruin our reputation."

Tang Shan frowned, with a hopeless look on his face, he shook his hands and walked inside, saying as he walked.

"It's just such a place that is about to fall into despair, what else can I save?"

Zhang Nian froze for a moment, then looked at Tang Shan's back.

Tang Yun said quickly.

"Zhang Nian, don't blame my dad, he is really scared."

The corners of Zhang Nian's mouth curled up, revealing a slight smile.

Of course he knew, it was like, if Zhang Sanfeng was standing in front of him now, then he must be in this state.

However, Zhenren Zhang has passed away for so many years, so it is impossible for this to happen.