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Like a violent typhoon, Ye Zheng swept through Second Young Master Xiao's villa, sweeping through all his subordinates and even turning him into half a cripple.

In the following days, no police came to visit, and no Xiao Family took revenge. Her days were abnormally calm.

After going through the time when the special forces were waiting patiently, Ye Zheng remained vigilant at all times.

The next battle could happen in a month or even a minute.

He instinctively felt that this was only the temporary peace before the storm.

He simply moved into Gao Xiaowen's villa 39 and stayed in a relatively small bedroom on the second floor.

Ye Zheng's car had almost been turned into scrap metal by Xiao Funan's subordinates. He rented a second-hand Volkswagen to temporarily travel.

On this day, Ye Zheng loaded the heavy lead on his calves and ran around the villa area.

Just as they were getting close to the door, they saw Yi Shijiu standing at the sentry post with a stern expression.

"Big Brother Ye!"

Yi Shijiu shouted to Ye Zheng excitedly.

"You still haven't gotten off work?"

Ye Zheng stopped beside Yi Shijiu.

He ran fast, but there was no sign of breathing.

"It's a boring job."

Yi Shijiu stuck out his tongue.

"How is your relationship with that little girl progressing?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"She admires you very much. When she chats with me, she talks about your story."

Yi Shijiu complained.

Ye Zheng also laughed: This girl probably doesn't even know one percent of my story.

Ye Zheng was a living legend.

Just then, a owner driving a BMW came in. Yi Shijiu was too focused on chatting with Ye Zheng and did not follow the "rules".

Salute the owner.

The BMW stopped in front of the door, and as the window opened, a skinny man shouted at Yi Shijiu sarcastically: "Damn security, it's been a while since morning, didn't you see me enter?"

"I'm sorry! "I'm sorry!"

Yi Shijiu kept bowing.

Ye Zheng snorted coldly, and said to the skinny man driving the BMW: "What's wrong with this security guard?"

"According to the rules of this residential complex, any security guards who come across an owner's car have to pay their respects."

The thin man said confidently.

"Have you ever done anything worthy of a salute?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"This... I am a successful person! "

said the thin man.

"Fuck you!"

Ye Zheng scolded: "There are people standing guard in this world of ice and snow, and there are people rolling around in this mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Only then do you have the chance to sit here and put on an act."

"What do you mean?"

The thin man looked angry.

Ye Zheng suddenly kicked out with such speed that it was almost impossible to see.

With a sound, a large dent appeared on the BMW's door after being kicked.

The thin man was scared out of his wits as he continued to wail.

Yi Shijiu jumped up as though he had been electrocuted.

"What are you afraid of?"

Ye Zheng smirked and asked Yi Shijiu.

"You … Do you know who I am? "

The thin man's face was pale, but he forced himself to keep his face straight.

Ye Zheng suggested to the skinny guy with a gentle smile.

The skinny guy glared at Ye Zheng fiercely, and started fleeing in a fluster. On the way, he knocked over a trash can.

"Who is this guy?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"It seems to be the boss of a private company. He's keeping a female university student here."

Yi Shijiu said gloomily: "He will call the police."

"No, he doesn't."

Ye Zheng said confidently: "A guy who commands others to do whatever he wants, he is definitely not an extraordinary person."

"Brother Ye, how did you use that leg method?"

Yi Shijiu's face revealed a look of worship, "I really want to record your movements and place it on my phone, then slowly play it."

"Practice more."

Ye Zheng's answer was very short.

"My body is strong enough, can you teach me?"

Yi Shijiu asked.

"Stop playing cards and rest early." Do 100 push-ups every day, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats and come back to me in a month. "

Ye Zheng smiled, waved his hand, and ran towards the villa complex.

Outside Gao Xiaowen's villa 39, there were two cars parked. One was a Mercedes-Benz, and the other was a Cadillac.

Ye Zheng wiped the sweat off his forehead and walked inside the house.

Ma Jian and Xie Clan Third Young Master Xie Lengyan were sitting on the sofa with three cups of coffee on the tea table.

Gao Xiaowen sat in front of them, neither servile nor overbearing.

"I've been waiting for you. The grinded coffee. "

Han Ruolin shouted to Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng laughed lightly and sat down beside Gao Xiaowen. She then took out the lead strip from her leggings and placed it on the tea table.

He felt that Ma Jian and Xie Lengyan's attitude was a little strange.

"Miss Gao told us about Xiao Funan."

Ma Jian said.

"Oh?"

Ye Zheng stopped smiling and a layer of frost covered his face. "There's no need to mention his name, it's a little disgusting."

"Xiao Er Gongzi is asking for it."

Ma Jian said: "We are talking about something else. I want you to help me manage the bar."

"I can't escape."

Ye Zheng said: "I am Miss Gao's bodyguard. Besides, I don't know anything about pubs. "

"Hehe, I don't need you to manage the chores. Just go to my seven bars and two nightclubs every week and let others see you."

Ma Jian said, "You can earn one hundred thousand yuan every week."

Ye Zheng said.

Xie Lengyan laughed: "Brother Ye, don't you know how famous you are? As long as you put up your signboard, all sorts of monsters and monsters would have to back off. As long as you are here, no one would dare cause trouble in any entertainment area. "

Ye Zheng started to understand a little: Even though the Xiao Family did not call the police and only suffered a loss, among the security personnel of the Xiao Family, many of them were gangsters from the society.

Ye Zheng had barged into Dragon Pool alone, and had performed some incredible deeds in the "Jianghu" a long time ago.

It was a godly story.

Ye Zheng laughed bitterly.

Could it be that his own generation of 'weapons kings'?

A person who had received military education and training, in the eyes of others, had actually become a hooligan?

At the same time, in an inconspicuous hotel, a man entered the room. He carried a small suitcase and his registration name was "Wang Nan".

He opened a single room on the first floor, threw his suitcase on the bed, and collected messages on his smartphone.

He received a photo.

The young man had a handsome appearance and was brimming with a confident smile.

Ye Zheng!

This fellow was the newly risen 'lone wolf' of the Underground World.

"200 thousand deposit." "Pay the remaining 300 thousand immediately after completion."

Another message came in.

The man closed the phone and opened the suitcase on the bed. Inside was a Sig Sauer P226 semi-automatic hand rod.

The rest of the room held a pack of 9 mm Parabellum bullets and a silencer.

The man chuckled.

In his eyes, Ye Zheng was already a dead man.