Dragon King of Beauty Protector

"Good! Good!" Ma Peng couldn't listen. He directly agreed to everything

Because Ma Peng had a bad attitude just now, Ning Yunlong didn't want to take him to the hospital and left the alley directly.

Next, Ning Yunlong continues to look for potential forces in this neighborhood

To say that the Xiang Gang is not a small reputation, soon Ma Peng's broken arm spread to other people's ears.

Of course, the messenger is from the lane gang who just escaped.

The gangs that have a friendly relationship with Xiang are Yuanbao hall and Wanhui Institute.

Yuanbaotang, to be exact, is mainly engaged in reselling cultural relics, while Wanhui Institute is mainly engaged in color In the love industry, the two gangs are not small in general, and they add up to hundreds of people, especially Wanhui Institute. There are no fewer than seven or eight chain stores outside the honor street. Their sidelines include illegal industries such as underground casinos and money laundering. They are extremely evil, but they are not prominent because they are very hidden.

Yuanbaotang people who resell trivial cultural relics are actually tomb robbers. A group of people also come from all over the country, and even foreigners. They must have less capital than Wan Hui, but they must have more courage than them.

Can grave robbers not be brave? People all know that ancient tombs are very insidious. Even if there are no evil things, it is because they are guilty and will think nonsense. Or they have many mechanisms. In short, this business is very dangerous. They can eat valuable things for a few years! But they are also bound by the law, so usually these people have to bring guns and knives. In principle, they are also a group of outlaws.

This time, in the hall of Yuanbao hall, the squinting old man and the old man in suit and shoes sat side by side.

The old man is the head of Yuanbao hall. He is 79 years old. He has been stealing tombs since childhood. He also established Yuanbao hall. If his friends didn't say that this neighborhood is valuable, he couldn't move his base camp here.

The old man in a suit is also in his fifties. He is the boss of Wanhui Institute. Although he is in his fifties, he has a greasy back and no white hair. He is a very handsome old man. Unfortunately, under his handsome appearance, he is a demon face.

Because Ma Peng, the leader of the alley Gang, was seriously injured, and the person who hurt him was not a gang organization, but an ordinary person. Moreover, the person who came to complain said that at that time, the man punched Ma Peng away with one punch?

Flying?

This is novel.

Although I can't think of the concept of flying, after all, they have to find out who did it?

So the two gangs held an emergency meeting tonight. The old man and the old man headed by them were called Zhang Huaili and Wu Bo respectively. In addition, the cadres in the organization were also sitting on their sides. The rest of their subordinates were lined up like little Buddhas chanting scriptures. They sat cross legged in the middle of Yuanbao hall, with more than a hundred people.

Zhang Huaili looked at his nervous little brother and asked seriously, "everyone is here now. Please describe the man's appearance again."

"Good!" The younger brother nodded and bowed to the people around him and immediately said, "the man is wearing blue half sleeves, has a head of 1.85 meters, is in his twenties, and has muscles all over. The key is that one punch can fly people..."

"Wait a minute! In fact, I'm still curious!" Before his younger brother finished, Wu Bo immediately smiled, put one leg on the other and interrupted him: "did you say to beat people up? Did you fly to the sky? Like a rocket! Fly to the sky?"

After all, Wu Bo is in this business. Everyone is used to his old and informal character.

Of course, Wu Bo said this sentence half jokingly. After all, we should pay attention to the scientific basis. It must be impossible to beat people to heaven. Maybe the little brother was frightened to see the scene at that time, so he exaggerated it. Normal people, no matter how powerful they are? It's impossible to beat people away, isn't it?

Zhang Huaili doesn't look right. In fact, he has really seen people who can beat people up and fly. However, the man is more than two meters tall and weighs more than 300 kilograms, and the other party is a small thin man less than 100 kilograms, so it should be normal to beat people up and fly, but the problem is coming! Ma Peng, this guy has more than 200 Jin! If you want to blow him away? More than 300 Jin is certainly not enough... Well... More than 800 Jin is possible

But this condition seems too harsh. I'm afraid people with more than 800 kilograms can't even stand up?

Wu Bo turned this question into a joke and all kinds of jokes. The original serious and quiet Yuanbao Tang became boiling when he was busy, like a classroom without honest supervision.

"All right, all right! Be quiet..." Zhang Huaili immediately spoke, and hundreds of people were quiet for a moment.

He stood up and dressed in a retro scholar robe. Although he was old, he was once a powerful tomb robber. He didn't have more than ten lives planted in his hands, so he was also a crafty man.

"If you guess so, don't you imagine each other as aliens?"

Zhang Huaili's remark made Wu Bo laugh, but when he frowned at himself, he immediately held back his smile.

"Why don't you act now and find that guy and bring him to me tonight!" Zhang Huaili said seriously.

Wu Bo suddenly said, "it's ok if you don't bring it to me. I'll teach him a lesson in the evening. Isn't he a muscular man?"

Speaking of this, Wu Bo immediately turned his head and came to his little brother with a smile and asked, "how does that guy look?"

"OK, national character face, in his twenties, very handsome."

"Oh! That's great!" Wu Bo slapped: "catch it and be a duck. Don't waste it! There are many rich women over there who want this kind of goods!"

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Huaili: "you can't save it. You can throw it directly into the ancient tomb and starve to death! Such people are a cash cow to me!"

"Throwing it into the ancient tomb is certainly the punishment of our family since ancient times! But it's useless to say these now. Let's find that guy!" Zhang Huaili said expressionless.

Wu Bo nodded solemnly, looked back at his cadres, pointed and said, "you two get ready and take someone out to find me."

"Well... I've written it down, boss..." a young man with eyes said, picking up a piece of paper on which was a sketch. Just now, when my little brother described Ning Yunlong's face, he drew his appearance with a pen.

Not to mention, it's really similar. If Ning Yunlong was present and saw his portrait, it's estimated that he would have to say lying in the trough

Wu Bo also waved his hand: "Oh, don't be so fine! It's not catching people in ancient times!"

Another red haired man patted his eyes on the man's shoulder: "brother, don't show off your skills! I know you were born as an artist. Don't you come here to be a cowherd!"

"..." hearing this, the man with glasses pushed his eyes. There was no rich change in his expression.

Zhang Huaili was a little worried and asked, "after all, the strength of the other party can't be underestimated. It's better for everyone to go out."

"No, Master Zhang! Don't you worry about my two subordinates?" Wu Bo also said confidently.