The magic capital is a big city, and if there is a wind and grass, the whole country will know about it. 『『【Fengyun Novel Reading Network Baoliny】

In a mansion on the outskirts of Lingnan, the largest city in the southwest, a pair of middle-aged brothers sat in the living room, frowning in the face of the overwhelming news in the magic capital.

They are the two founders of Huarong International, two brothers, Han Jinglong and Han Jingfei.

The two brothers look seven points alike, both have long faces, wide foreheads, and small eyes.

The difference is that there is a birthmark on the center of his brother Han Jinglong's eyebrows, like a water snake, which stretches from the center of his eyebrows to the top of his forehead.

"Big brother, it seems that Lu Xing has messed up." Han Jingfei smiled coldly at the picture of Lu Xing** lying at the subway entrance on TV. Originally, he was not optimistic about this Lu Xing, but Zhuo Yiyang had to use him.

"yes, I know." Han Jinglong was very deep, his expression did not change, and he watched quietly.

"Big brother, do you want to send Yiping over, I don't think Yiyang can handle it!" Han Jingfei asked tentatively.

"No, you don't." Han Jinglong said flatly, his face was not shocked, and nothing seemed to surprise or worry him.

Han Jingfei wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back. He knows his eldest brother Han Jinglong, once he identifies it, he will not doubt it, and the motto is not to use suspicious people, and not to use people.

From the rise of Huarong International in just a few years, it is enough to see that Han Jinglong is a person with the ability to know people.

"Is that the end of the magic capital?" Han Jingfei asked.

"Nope." Han Jinglong picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a sip of fragrant tea, and said, "The magic capital must be taken." ”

Han Jingfei nodded, he knew that his brother cherished words like gold, as long as he said it, he would definitely be able to do it.

"Big brother, Flomon ......" Han Jingfei seemed to have something unspeakable.

"I'll take care of it." Hearing From, a trace of waves finally appeared on Han Jinglong's face.

Although the change on Han Jinglong's face was very subtle, Han Jingfei still caught this detail, he thought for a while, and asked: "Does Floromon want to use our Huarong International to extend its power to the Demon Capital, I heard that the Demon Capital has undergone earth-shaking changes not long ago, and the three major forces in China seem to want to step in." ”

"Yes." Han Jinglong picked up the tea cup again and took two sips.

"Then why don't we use the Florants to get the Demon Capital, with their strength, we will get twice the result with half the effort!" Han Jingfei looked puzzled, and stared at Han Jinglong tightly with a pair of eyes.

Han Jinglong suddenly glanced at Han Jingfei, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "In the entire west, only people have been used by the Floromins, and no one has ever been able to use the Floromins!" ”

Han Jingfei's heart was slightly shocked, it was the first time he heard his eldest brother with worry in his tone.

He nodded heavily and said, "I understand, big brother, I'll contact Yiyang, but this Lu Xing, really ......?" ”

Han Jinglong's face returned as usual, and he said indifferently: "Yiyang will deal with it." ”

Han Jingfei nodded slightly and quickly left the mansion.

In the Zhenwei Wufang in the Demon Capital, Wang Wenxu lay on the bed and screamed in pain, broke three ribs, had multiple fractures on his body, and suffered soft tissue injuries.

Lin Zhengfeng, as the owner of the pavilion, frowned, stood beside Wang Wenxu, and said: "How did that Qin Yang beat you like this, it's really unbelievable, doesn't he know that you are from our Zhenwei Wufang?" ”

Wang Wenxu lay on the bed and said weakly: "Master, you have to make the decision for me, he relied on himself to be out of the mix, lawless, and pointed a gun at my head!" ”

"Guns?" Lin Zhengfeng's eyes widened, and he said: "It's really lawless, where is the demon capital, he is so arrogant." ”

At this time, an old man with white hair behind Lin Zhengfeng, holding his silver beard, said with a murderous expression: "Hmph, what is a gun, if I touch it, I must know that this Qin Yang knows the power of Chinese martial arts!" ”

"Master!" Wang Wenxu screamed pitifully and said: "You are the living signboard of our Zhenwei Martial Arts Workshop, Qin Yang beat me, but he is kicking the hall, you must avenge me." ”

The master pulled the elder's face and said, "You take good care of your injuries, and when your injuries are healed, take me to find this Qin Yang." ”

Wang Wenxu was scared just thinking about it now, how could he have the courage to go to Qin Yang, so he simply pushed the matter to Lu Xing and said, "I can't find this Qin Yang, but a friend of mine will definitely find it." ”

The master asked, "Who is it?" ”

A cunning flashed in Wang Wen's swollen little eyes that were about to open, and said, "General Manager of Huarong International, Lu Xing." ”

Wang Wenxu secretly rejoiced, this master is the strongest in the Zhenwei Martial Arts Workshop, the peak of the Venerable, and there are few opponents in the national martial arts hall, this time he will definitely be able to clean up Qin Yang obediently.

The master is an anxious man, and after talking to Wang Wenxu, he came to a hospital in a hurry, and when he walked into the inpatient department of the hospital, he heard a ghost crying wolf.

Walking into the ward, Lu Xing had just finished the injection, grinned in pain, and complained to the nurse: "It hurts so much to tell you to light it, but I gave money, what kind of attitude do you have." ”

The nurse glanced at him with disdain, and said angrily: "A big man, it's not a shame to scream like killing a pig when he gets an injection." ”

After the nurse finished speaking, she didn't give Lu Xing a chance to fight back, pushed the ambulance and left the ward.

"Mr. Lu Xing?"

The master walked in and saw Lu Xing, who looked like a pig's head, and was a little unsure of his identity, so he asked tentatively.

"Who are you?" Lu Xing bared his teeth, covered the needle and muttered: "It hurts Lao Tzu to death!" ”

The master stroked his silver beard, puffed up his chest, put one hand behind his back, and introduced himself: "I am the master of Zhenwei Wufang, Master Wu Santong, and Mr. Lu Xing is a friend of Wang Wenxu?" ”

As soon as Lu Xing heard Wang Wenxu, he became angry, and said with a scolding grin: "This kid is too unrighteous, and he shook me out as an identity after only two hits, causing me to be beaten like this, and he still has the face to come to me?" ”

The master frowned, and said with a displeased face: "Don't be verbose, tell me where Qin Yang is, I will settle accounts with him." ”

"Just you?"

Lu Xing smiled disdainfully, thinking to himself that you are an old bone, and the disciple is still about the same, and you still want to do it? I am not afraid that my bones will fall apart.

He said bluntly: "It's not that I look down on you, Qin Yang has a gun under his hand, you better forget it!" ”

The master didn't argue, and waved his sleeves.

"Bang"

Almost at the same time as waving his sleeves, the quilt next to Lu Xing's bed shattered. He blinked, as if he hadn't figured out what had just happened.

"Smack, smack."

At this time, a middle-aged man at the door of the ward walked in with a slap, clasped his fists at the master and said, "Master is good at kung fu, I'm afraid this hidden weapon is faster than a bullet!" ”

The master looked smug and said, "That's nature. But who are you? ”

This is a smile and said: "Zhuo Yiyang, director of Huarong International, please advise!" ”