Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Chapter 81 Can't Hold A Wine Glass

He is not someone else but Wang Ya, the prince’s father. He is currently at the helm of a technology company under the Wang Family Group. He is worth three or four billion. He is famous in Jinzhou, but among the four second generations of the Wang Family, he is the worst. , Has no say in the family.

Therefore, the relationship between Wang Ya and Wang Wenwu is the best, and they are usually the closest.

"I heard that Ziyi was injured, come and have a look." Wang Ya frowned and said.

Wang Wenwu nodded slightly, "Do you know the background of that kid?"

"My family Ziping was also injured by that guy. I found out his background, but he is a senior in high school, but he seems to be walking very close to Chu Tian. I don't know why, so I haven't done anything." Wang Ya beckoned, and Xiaomi behind him immediately handed over a document.

Wang Wenwu took a look at the document, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"It turned out to be so."

"It should be it. With Chu Tian supporting him, he should know how to martial arts himself, otherwise how dare to move Ziping and Ziyi." Wang Ya frowned and said in a thoughtful way.

Wang Wenwu squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and hummed, "Chu Tian, ​​I wanted to swallow him a long time ago. son."

Hearing what Wang Wenwu said, Wang Ya hesitated to say something and said: "Brother, let's see Mr. Pang or else."

"Okay." Wang Wenwu stood up and walked around for many years. He has already honed a firm ambition after undergoing life and death trials and flesh and blood. Although he cares about his son, he will not stay here like ordinary people. Don't go to work.

The two left the hospital and got on a black SUV Audi Q7, driving Wang Wenwu's confidant and bodyguard.

"Brother Brother, did you really get that guy out?" Wang Ya pressed his voice and asked cautiously.

"Well, I don't know how many relationships have been entrusted and how much energy has been spent in the past two years." Wang Wenwu snorted coldly.

Wang Ya nodded and said, "Brother, we have the best relationship in the family. If I want to choose the next patriarch, I will definitely support you."

"Don't worry, as long as I can be the patriarch, your benefits are absolutely indispensable." Wang Wenwu said calmly.

The car went straight all the way, and finally drove directly onto the national highway. After half an hour, it stopped at a large iron gate in the suburbs. The iron gate and walls were about five or six meters high, and it was an abandoned warehouse.

There is only one road in the middle of the warehouse, with forests on both sides, giving people a gloomy feeling.

Suddenly the small door opened, and a figure stepped out of it. His eyes couldn't adapt to the strong light, and he squinted his eyes.

Only then did Wang Ya see him clearly. He was actually an old man about sixty years old, with long black and white hair all over his head, wearing a black uniform, and relatively short, giving a very wretched look.

"Third brother, he is the expert I said."

Wang Wenwu nodded: "Pang Jie, nicknamed "Blood Blade," has been to Nanyang to develop. It seems that he had worshipped a famous overseas master as his apprentice. I heard that Kung Fu has reached the peak of Ming Jin."

After that, the two of them went down, and Wang Wenwu smiled and said, "Mr. Pang."

"It came out all of a sudden, I'm still a bit uncomfortable." Pang Jie looked around blankly, and after speaking, he coughed, just like a sick old man, looking weak.

"Thank you, Master Wu, without your management, I'm afraid I would have to stay in there until buried in the loess. I didn't expect to be able to come out and breathe the outside air in my lifetime." Pang Jie said with emotion.

"I have prepared some delicacies for Mr. Pang in the hotel. It's better to have a meal in the past and talk slowly." Wang Wenwu made a please gesture.

Inside the hotel box, a table of rare delicacies.

Wang Wenwu, Wang Ya, and Pang Jie sat inside, and a close-fitting bodyguard stood behind Wang Wenwu, who was also his confidant.

Pang Jie seemed to be starving to death. He didn't even use chopsticks. He grabbed the shark fin and bird's nest and stuffed it into himself. Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya just frowned slightly as they watched. They didn't mean to eat.

"Mr. Pang, it took me a lot of effort to get you out this time, and it cost a lot of connections and money. You should help me as originally stated." Wang Wenwu mentioned business.

Pang Jie smiled while eating Hesai, "Master Wu, I have no good morals. The only thing that is good is that I never regret the things I promised others. This time I will help you for three years. After three years, you will give it to me. One hundred million, and then help me leave Lan Country and go abroad for retirement."

"One hundred million? It's too big to speak, right." The bodyguard standing behind Wang Wenwu grumbled dissatisfiedly.

Wang Wenwu didn't say anything to stop it, obviously because he felt that the other party was taking the opportunity to squeeze himself.

"One hundred million is not much at all. If I assist Master Wu, this Golden State will be yours in less than three years. I am afraid that one hundred million will only be a drop in the bucket when you get the benefits." Pang Jie shook his head indifferently.

"Even if one billion is a drop in the bucket for Master Wu, why can you get so much money?" the bodyguard said disdainfully.

I've seen this old man not pleasing to the eye for a long time, and it is no different from the sloppy old guys on the street. He actually dared to speak loudly, and the price was 100 million.

"Aquan, don't be rude." Wang Wenwu frowned, glanced at the bodyguard behind him, then looked at Pang Jie and said: "Mr. Pang's martial arts is unpredictable, how can you a junior interject?"

Although he said that, Wang Wenwu only heard the legend about Pang Jie, which was very different from the image in front of him.

Pang Jie naturally understood that the price depends on the reason, and he smiled coldly, tapped his index finger on the wine glass, and then gently hooked it again. The wine glass suddenly spun and flew towards the bodyguard behind Wang Wenwu.

As soon as Ah Quan saw it, he had to reach out and grab him. To be Wang Wenwu's bodyguard, he naturally has some real skills. Not only did he train close combat every day, but he also didn't know how many **** battles he had. The wine glass hit him. In his hand, his face suddenly changed, and a piece of fleshy skin on the palm of his hand was wiped off, and the wine glass slammed into the nanmu screen behind.

The most amazing thing is that the wine glass was not broken, half of it fell into the solid wood, and it took a while to stop.

Pang Jie wiped his mouth, stood up and said lightly: "I can't even hold a glass of wine, is there a place for you to speak?"