War God Returns

In the evening, the sun is setting and the sunset is all over the sky.

Shen Ze, holding a teacup in his hand, stood in front of the French window and looked at the fire clouds with different shapes in the sky.

Rare leisure and tranquility.

However, after a while, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Ze hears a voice, light said a, "come in."

Then the door was pushed open and Qin Chao came in with a document in his hand.

After Shen Ze, Qin Chao said, "young master, I've got a job contract for Zhao Xinghua. Have a look."

Shen Ze hears the speech, turns around, takes the document in Qin Chao's hand, and looks through it.

While Shen Ze was reading the documents, Qin Chao said with an ugly face: "Zhao Xinghua works in an underground boxing club called night owl."

"The three-year contract he signed with the night owl is just like the contract of selling one's life. He only cares about people's boxing, no matter whether they are alive or dead."

"Even the injuries are borne by Zhao Xinghua himself, and the most exasperating thing is that the remuneration is not high."

"If Zhao Xinghua plays for three years, he will get a million dollars."

After reading the documents, Shen Ze was impressed to know that the contract was really like what Qin Chao said, like a deed of sale.

Of course, the Nightowl club signed by Zhao Xinghua is an underground club. It's not surprising to have such a contract.

However, Shen Ze did not like it.

"I didn't know that Xingyang's family had such a hard time. My father died early and my three brothers and sisters were brought up by my aunt. It's really not easy."

"His younger brother Zhao Xinghua went to fight black boxing in order to get enough money for his wedding house as soon as possible."

Shen Ze's eyes were deep, and he said to himself, "Shen Ze has boundless scenery, unparalleled financial power, but his brothers are so poor. I'm really incompetent to be the leader!"

Looking at Shen Ze showing a look of guilt, Qin Chao said in a low voice, "young master, Xingyang doesn't say, we don't know."

"It's a careless mistake. Don't blame yourself too much."

Shen Ze lowered his head, staring at the document in a dazed way without making a sound.

Qin Chao sighed in his heart. Then, he suddenly thought of something and said, "young master, the white short sleeve youth who came to find Zhao Xinghua last night is from the Nightowl club."

"That boy ran to Zhao's house just to ask Zhao Xinghua to go back to the club to fight his last boxing match this evening."

"I called two Shenwei to look at the Zhao family. I just received the news from them that Zhao Xinghua had gone to the Nightowl club."

"Look at this situation, Zhao Xinghua is going to finish the last boxing match tonight as promised."

Shen Ze frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "when does his boxing match start?"

Qin Chao replied, "eight in the evening."

Shen Ze nodded and said, "after dinner, we'll go to the Nightowl club."

Qin Chao nodded, "OK."

In the evening, Shen Ze and Mu Ling had dinner together.

Around seven o'clock, night falls.

Qin Chao drives a black Bentley and takes Shen Ze to the Nightowl club.

The night is gathering.

At 7:50, the car arrived at the entrance of Nightowl club in the suburb of Haicheng.

Because it's an underground boxing club, you can't let others in.

Therefore, there is a special guard at the entrance of the Nightowl club to check all the people who come to the club.

For convenience, the Nightowl club has a membership system. Only those who hold the club membership card can enter.

Two young men in black, standing at the entrance of the club, blocked Shen Ze's Bentley.

The car can only stop slowly.

One of them, Zhang Jian, a young man in black, came to the driver's window and knocked on it.

Qin Chao rolled down the window. "What do you want to do?"

Through the window, Zhang Jian looked at Qin Chao and Shen Ze, who was sitting in the back carriage. Then he said indifferently, "please show me the club's membership card."

Qin Chao shook his head very simply, "No."

Hearing this, Zhang Jian's face suddenly became colder. He said coldly, "you can't enter without the club's membership card."

Qin Chao took out a small object from his body and handed it to Zhang Jian. He said with a smile: "I don't have a membership card, but I have this one."

"What did you give me?"

Zhang Jian was a little puzzled, but when he lowered his head, his eyes fell on the small object Qin Chao handed to him, his pupils suddenly shrunk violently, and his face was shocked.

Zhang Jian opened his eyes and exclaimed, "this is the Silver Dragon carving!"

Looking at Zhang Jian a pair of shocked appearance, Qin Chao's face showed a playful smile, "your boy is quite discerning, recognized at a glance."

After making fun of him, Qin Chao said in a bland tone, "if we have this thing, we should be able to go in, right?"

At the moment, Zhang Jian is in a state of confusion. After listening to Qin Chao's words, he nodded subconsciously: "can, can..."

Qin Chao heard the speech and nodded his head with satisfaction. Then he said in a commanding tone, "stick the things on the front cover of the car for me."

"Good."

Zhang Jian obediently pasted the Silver Dragon carving on the front cover of the car.

Then Qin Chao rolled down the window and started the engine.

Another young man in black, who was guarding at the door, knew that Qin Chao had taken out the Silver Dragon carving, but he also took the initiative to get out of the way.

The car drove smoothly towards the Nightowl club.

After Shen Ze's car left, another young man in black came up to Zhang Jian immediately. His eyes were suspicious and he asked, "what that man just took out is really a Silver Dragon carving?"

Zhang Jian was still in shock and said in a very low voice: "although I saw the Silver Dragon carving for the first time in reality, I will never admit my mistake. It's really a Silver Dragon carving."

Another young man in Black said, his face became dignified. "That means that the two men in Bentley's car just now are members of the Silver Dragon carving?"

"The Silver Dragon carving was created by the head of the Dragon kingdom. No one dares to fake it or use it indiscriminately."

Zhang Jian's face also became extremely dignified, "since that big black man took out the Silver Dragon carving, then they must be members of the Silver Dragon carving!"

Another young man in black nodded in agreement.

Shen Ze and Qin Chao are determined to be members of the Silver Dragon carving. Zhang Jian and another young man in black are all restless.

After a while, another young man in Black said with trembling lips, "every time the Silver Dragon carving appears, there will be a bloody storm."

"It's in our Nightowl club now. Doesn't that mean that our Nightowl club is going to be bloody?"

Another young man in black looked at Zhang Jian.

Both of them saw a strong color of fear in each other's eyes.

It's bloody horrible!