"What nonsense are you talking about! If Brother Chen asks you to pay, just pay, and I'll beat you to death if I don't get it!"
Ma Kun raised his foot and wanted to kick him again.
Chen Zhihao had no choice but to admit his defeat and transferred the meal money of 150,000 yuan to Ning Chen.
Ning Chen accepted the money, then stretched out his hand strangely, touched his face, and finally turned around and left.
Chen Zhihao had a vicious look on his face and immediately called the police, "Hey! Police uncle, I was robbed and beaten! Come here quickly!"
Soon, several policemen came panting.
Seeing Chen Zhihao standing there intact, the leading police officer asked in surprise: "Are you Chen Zhihao?"
Chen Zhihao nodded, "It's me!"
The policeman wondered, "Didn't you say you were beaten?"
Chen Zhihao pointed to his face, "Yeah, can't you see? My face is swollen like this, it hurts me so much!"
Several policemen immediately looked at each other, and one of them whispered: "Old Zhang, I think there is something wrong with this kid's mind. Do you want to contact the Seventh Hospital?"
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Qingzhou No. 7 People's Hospital specializes in treating neurological diseases.
"Damn it! How...how could this happen!"
At this time, Chen Zhihao took out his mobile phone and took a photo with the camera. He found that all the bruises and panda eyes on his face had disappeared!
Plop!
He sat down on the ground, confused.
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Somewhere downtown.
A majestic building, with a huge stone standing beside the gate, with a big word "武" written on it.
This is the headquarters of the Qingzhou Branch of the Ancient Martial Arts Association.
On the top of the high-rise building in the headquarters, in an office.
Vice Chairman Liang Yongzhi is meeting with Duan Rong, the head of the Duan family.
"Vice President Liang, this guy is still a student, and he broke off my son's foot in public, and also made me a member of the Duan family. What if we wait until he graduates and enters the society?"
Duan Rong was talking about Ning Chen, his face full of anger, "I guess he can do murder and arson!"
Liang Yongzhi was sitting on a chair drinking tea, but his focus was different from Duan Rong.
"Nineteen years old, with a great deal of external strength, and yet he has lost his iron leg seven?"
"Who is it that can cultivate such an outstanding disciple?"
Liang Yongzhi hesitated in his heart.
Should this Ning Chen be arrested?
If he offends some big boss that he doesn't dare to offend, he won't even be able to save his hat.
"Lao Liang, when do you plan to arrest this kid?"
Duan Rong was very anxious, holding the table with both hands, "As far as I know, this kid not only beat people in public places, he was ruthless, he also openly participated in school sports meets, and broke the national record, which aroused public opinion!"
"This is a blatant violation of the regulations of the Wushu Association!"
Liang Yongzhi frowned, "Is there such a thing?"
Duan Rong snorted coldly: "This kid is taught but not cared for. We must discipline him on behalf of his parents and master, otherwise he will be a disaster sooner or later."
"You really need to pay attention. We will have a meeting later to discuss it." Liang Yongzhi said.
When Duan Rong saw this, he couldn't say anything else.
After all, the Duan family is not powerful enough to order the martial arts association.
In the past few days, he couldn't contact Tu Tao, so he had no choice but to bring this matter to the Wushu Association regardless of his face.
"By the way, Lao Liang, I heard that the Jingguo warriors have high-level officials and have set foot on the country?" Duan Rong suddenly asked before leaving.
"Oh? Old Duan, you are quite well-informed." Liang Yongzhi said, but his brows furrowed deeper.
"I don't know who it is? What are you doing in our country?" Duan Rong asked.
The Yasukuni Samurai Association is a powerful organization in the Sakura Kingdom. It is said that it has absorbed strong men from all over the Sakura Kingdom and trained hundreds of internally powerful warriors!
There are many masters of transformation, even legendary martial arts masters!
Let's put it this way, the Jingguo warriors will randomly send a minion over, and the Duan family will be gone.
"You don't need to know this, just go back first."
Liang Yongzhi obviously couldn't tell the secret to an outsider like Duan Rong, so he said seriously, "I will send a few supervisors over to take a look at Ning Chen's matter tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll trouble you, Lao Liang." Duan Rong didn't stay long and left quickly.
"Hey, what's going on recently? One thing happens after another."
Liang Yongzhi rubbed his temples.
"The patriarch of the Yasukuni Samurai Association, the swordsman 'Tokugawa Ichiro' who is known as the pillar, actually came to China in person. What on earth does he want to do..."
"I hope he won't come to Qingzhou."
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In the afternoon, Qiao Jing took Ning Chen, Xu Shuyan and Jiang Tang around the city center, bought a lot of things and watched a movie.
When I got home, it was already evening.
Aunt Qiao was lying on the sofa to rest, Xu Shuyan was taking a bath, Jiang Tang was playing with the black dragon in the yard, and there were bursts of laughter mixed with the barking of dogs.
Ning Chen looked at this scene and suddenly felt that his current life was quite beautiful.
Although there are warriors on Earth, they are far less dangerous than the Xiaonan Heaven Realm.
Just when he was lamenting his life, a phone call came.
"Haha, Ning Xiaoyou." This was Wen Yue's voice.
"Old man Wen, what do you want from me?" Ning Chen asked.
"It's no big deal. I just want to treat you to lunch at noon tomorrow. I wonder if you will appreciate it?" Wen Yue asked with a smile.
"Is there anything delicious? There's nothing delicious. I'm too lazy to run." Ning Chen said.
"Well, what do you want to eat, little friend? I'll ask the butler to prepare it." Wen Yue asked with a wry smile.
"Just look at the arrangements. I won't refuse anyone who comes with delicacies from the mountains and seas." Ning Chen said.
"Okay, then tomorrow at Jiuxi Manor, at 11 noon, I'll wait for the little friend to come." Wen Yue hung up the phone.
Jiang Tang finished teasing Black Dragon and ran in dripping with sweat.
"Brother Dali, who are you calling?"
Ning Chen put his phone in his pocket, "Nothing, an old man wants to treat me to dinner."
Jiang Tang was puzzled and asked: "Old man? Invite you to dinner?"
Ning Chen said casually: "I am a miracle doctor. He asked me to treat his illness."
Jiang Tang nodded dubiously.
At about nine o'clock the next day, Ning Chen checked the location of Jiuxi Manor on his mobile phone and found that it was quite far away, so he took a taxi there.
He is getting lazy now.
But as soon as he left, a white car drove into the rose garden.
"Captain Huo! It's him, he is Ning Chen!"
The driver was a young man wearing a black and yellow uniform. He pointed at Ning Chen who got into the taxi and said.
There was also a young man sitting in the co-pilot, also wearing a black and yellow uniform. He took out a photo and compared it, "Captain Huo, it is indeed him!"
"Follow me!"
Sitting in the back seat was a burly man with his arms folded, closing his eyes and concentrating.
"yes!"
after an hour.
The taxi circled the beautiful West Lake and stopped in front of a private manor at the foot of Yuhuang Mountain.
