"Feng family, is he really willing to help us?" Ma Xianhong said hesitantly.
"You can give it a try. Even if you are rejected, it won't be a loss. Besides, President Feng is also the successor of the Eight Wonders." Zhang Chuyi continued to persuade.
Although he knew in his heart that Uncle Feng would be very willing to help, the hole in Ma Xianhong's head was not the Sky Eye, so he definitely couldn't trust others so easily.
But just as Zhang Chuyi said, they are all descendants of the Eight Wonders. This status allows the Feng family to gain more favor from Ma Xianhong.
After some discussion, Zhang Chuyi decided to call his fourth brother and ask him for Feng Zhenghao's phone number.
At the same time, Wang Bing, accompanied by several family masters, wandered around Wangfujing Shopping Street.
After being kidnapped by Zhang Chuyi, the master did not allow him to go out and only allowed him to stay at home.
It's fine for a day or two, but if you're not allowed to go out every day, who can survive this?
Although the Wang family is big, there is no freedom outside.
So after his hard work, he finally convinced the master to let him out for some air.
However, even though the people came out, Wang Bing became anxious soon after being happy.
I always feel that this period of time is unfavorable and I have been experiencing bad luck.
No, the source of bad luck is only related to one person, and that is Zhang Chuyi!
First, he beat her to tears in front of everyone at the Lu family's birthday banquet, causing her face to be humiliated.
After returning to the capital, he was arrested again and tied to a tree for an hour. If word of this spread, the young master of the Wang family would become a complete joke in the circle!
Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but feel itchy with hatred.
"Damn Zhang Chuyi, don't let me catch you, or else you won't get a good deal!" Wang Bing kicked the can off the ground and cursed fiercely.
"Boom..."
There was a lot of Coke in the can. After it was kicked away, the liquid splashed all over a passerby who was walking towards him.
"Cowardly qualities?!" Feng Xingtong spread his hands with an annoyed look on his face, "The new clothes I just bought are all ruined now."
"What's it called? How much is a piece of tattered clothing worth? The worst I can do is pay you!" Wang Bing didn't feel at all that he had done anything wrong. He put his hands in his pockets with a nonchalant expression.
But after seeing the appearance of this unfortunate guy clearly, Wang Bing suddenly felt that he looked very familiar.
"You are...Wang Bing!" Feng Xingtong recognized Wang Bing first.
Like Hidden Dragon, he also likes to collect all kinds of information, and he is considered a relatively famous inquisitor among the younger generation.
He naturally recognized the appearance of the eldest son of the Wang family, but he didn't expect to meet him here.
Adhering to his father's principle of being kind to others, Feng Xingtong grinned, intending to laugh off his grudges and not want to conflict with Wang Bing.
"It turns out he's the little brat of the Feng family." Wang Bing immediately raised the corners of his mouth and his eyes shone with excitement.
When the several Wang family bodyguards nearby saw this scene, they knew that the young master was being "playful" again.
They have followed the young master since he was a child and know his temper very well.
The young master will do whatever it takes to get anything interesting.
When I was young, I played games and figurines, and when I grew up, I played with people.
This Feng Xingtong was also unlucky and offended the young master at this time.
"Wang Ping and Wang An, tie up this kid and take him to my cousin's boxing gym. I want to have fun with him today." The corners of Wang Bing's mouth turned up, and his smile was full of malice.
He thought of an excellent way to play with Feng Xingtong.
If he could be defeated using his favorite method, and then eat all the elves who accompany him day and night, would this kid collapse directly?
Wang didn't know if Feng Xingtong was such a person who valued love and justice, but he very much hoped that this boy was.
If you have a mean and unkind character like yourself, then it would be pointless to torture you.
"Wait, what are you going to do!" Feng Xingtong didn't expect that Wang Bing would kidnap him instead of apologizing for kicking him all over.
In public, he would never dare to use Ju Ling to send generals.
But facing these strong men who looked like club thugs in front of him, Feng Xingtong didn't think he could be their opponent with his triangular cat kung fu.
"Help, we've been kidnapped!" Feng Xingtong shouted for help while running. This was the only way he could think of to escape at the moment.
However, after running a few steps, the bodyguards rushed over and grabbed him by the collar, and then quickly subdued him.
The passers-by around also noticed the situation here and pointed at Wang Bing.
"What the hell, my great-grandfather is Wang Ai!" Wang Bing glared back fiercely, showing his arrogance and domineering expression.
This kind of self-introduction might be nothing if done in other places.
But this is the capital, so it's quite a deterrent.
In this area, I don’t know how many young masters can be beaten to death with just one brick. Ordinary people like them should stop being such an outstanding person. Who knows who they will offend.
Besides, Wang Bing had several sturdy bodyguards standing beside him. It looked like he was not an ordinary wealthy family. It was better to ask someone to call the police and wait for the police to handle the matter.
However, Wang had no intention of staying here. After seeing the bodyguard stuffing Feng Xingtong into the van, he immediately got into another car and left the scene.
Not long after Wang Bing left, Zhang Chuyi and others came nearby.
"Why can't we get in touch?" Zhang Chuyi looked at President Zefeng's chat history and scratched his head anxiously.
After asking Fourth Brother for President Feng's phone number, Zhang Chuyi quickly contacted him.
As expected, after learning about Ma Xianhong's injury, President Feng very generously expressed his willingness to help him.
Although Mr. Wang Zizhong has been dead for many years, his soul has survived with the help of the Feng family's secret method, and he can still cure diseases and injuries.
Mr. Wang's soul is inseparable from Feng Xingtong. Coincidentally, Feng Xingtong is in the capital now, so as long as he is found, Ma Xianhong's injury can be diagnosed immediately.
But the strange thing is that President Feng called his son several times but no one answered.
However, he saw that his son's bank card was still making purchases just now, and he bought a fashionable T-shirt, so President Feng didn't think much about it, thinking that his son was busy shopping and had no time to answer the phone.
Although they couldn't get in touch, they at least knew the address, so Zhang Chuyi and others came to the pedestrian street to see if they could try their luck.
President Feng was not idle either and kept calling Feng Xingtong.
However, after just two rounds of shopping, Zhang Chuyi saw a large group of passers-by surrounding the street, and there were also a few policemen standing inside.
"What's wrong?" Wang Ye came forward and started chatting with an old man.
"What a shame, today's young people are so outrageous. They are kidnapped in the street. They are so lawless." The old man frowned, obviously angry at what just happened in front of him.
"Kidnapped?" Zhang Chuyi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately pulled out Feng Xingtong's photo: "Old man, look at this, is this the kidnapped person?"
"Hey, are you family members?" The old man was surprised, "He is the one who was kidnapped. He is a very delicate child. I must have admitted it right, old man!"
Ma Xianhong said anxiously: "Do you know the person who kidnapped him? Can you describe it to us?"
"It was a little kid leading a few bodyguards. He looked so arrogant, just like Lord Baylor in the old fucking society." The old man recalled it for a moment, then suddenly patted his thigh: "I remembered, that kid seemed to be still... I said my great-grandfather’s name is Wang Ai!”
"Who do I know?" Wang Ye sneered, "It turns out it's these bastards again."
"Again? Do you have a grudge against the Wang family?" Ma Xianhong asked with a frown.
Zhang Chuyi curled up his lips and said with a smile: "Both Wang Ye and I have been worried about by Wang Ai. Wang Ye's family was also monitored by someone sent by Wang Ai a while ago."
"I was hit by a car just now, but I don't know if it was Wang Ai who did it." Wang Ye added.
Ma Xianhong asked: "Do you have any other suspects?"
The king was also silent.
"It seems that the Wang family is really coveting the successor of our Eight Wonders." Ma Xianhong felt that there was no need to check, as the target had already emerged.
"Tell President Feng about this first." Zhang Chuyi lowered his head and typed quickly, then clicked send.
When I sent a message before, President Feng responded instantly. This time, it took more than a minute of silence before he got a reply.
What President Feng sent was a location map with a red dot on it, in a place called the King’s Fight Club.
"Xingtong's cell phone just sent a location. He should be here now. You should take the police there immediately and don't make the matter a big deal."
Judging from Feng Zhenghao's tone, it was obvious that he intended to put an end to the matter.
But can Zhang Chuyi be the one who swallows his anger?
"Don't worry, President Feng, I'll take people over to rescue brother Feng!" After Zhang Chuyi finished speaking, he didn't give Feng Zhenghao a chance to persuade him, and directly locked the screen.
"What did President Feng say?" Wang Ye and Ma Xianhong both looked at him inquiringly.
Zhang Chuyi smiled and replied: "Feng Xingtong was taken to the King's Fight Club by Wang Bing. President Feng doesn't want to make a big deal, just bring the police there to handle the case.
According to Wang Bing's age, he should not be severely punished. After all, there is a minor protection law. At the most, he will have to pay some money and be detained for a few days.
My idea is not to call the police, we can rescue ourselves, but I don’t know you..."
"Compensate?" Wang Ye seemed to have heard a joke, "What about my butt? Even one billion can't make up for my physical and mental trauma!"
"These people must be beaten painfully." Ma Xianhong clenched his right fist and gasped: "If we give in when facing the Wang family this time, troubles like this will just keep coming to our door in the future. Do you really think we are You can’t squeeze it out of mud!”
"Okay!" Zhang Chuyi clapped his hands excitedly, "I always believe that violence is the simplest and most effective way to resolve all disputes. Unfortunately, I am not violent enough on my own, so I often feel distressed by this.
Now with you, I feel we are one step closer to love and peace. "
"Love and peace?" Wang Ye looked at this guy with violence written all over his body, and he didn't know whether to vomit or not.
Ma Xianhong was also dumbfounded and asked directly: "No, you advised me to abide by the law before. Why are you so violent when something happens to you?"
Zhang Chuyi smiled shyly: "Gentle and rational methods are used to treat friends who can listen to advice, but for those who do not listen to advice, I generally prefer to use another set of methods.
Besides, I am an employee of the company, and I have the right to interpret the legal provisions of the alien world. "
With that said, he stretched out his hand to stop a taxi: "Master, King's Fight Club, hurry up!"
"What are you doing standing still? Get in the car quickly." Zhang Chuyi turned to look at the two people outside the car and urged loudly.
Ma Xianhong and Wang Ye looked at the taxi, feeling vaguely like getting on a pirate ship.
But thinking of Zhang Chuyi's inflammatory speech just now, he finally opened the car door without hesitation and got in...
The King's Fight Club is one of the many properties of the Wang family.
Originally this was a store opened by Wang Bing's cousin Wang Jinwen to satisfy his own hobbies. In the beginning, it was indeed used to gather boxing friends who loved fighting to train and compete together.
But later, it became a training base for non-staff members of the Wang family.
A big family needs someone to do the dirty work.
If you don't want to let your nephew do it, you can only spend money to hire outsiders.
However, if outsiders are not strong enough, they will not be able to accomplish anything.
Therefore, the Wang family will allow outsiders who pass the examination to come here for further training and teach them some boxing techniques that can condense their true energy.
Therefore, this fight club can also be regarded as the training base for the Wang family's thugs.
When Wang Bing was usually depressed, he would come here to find a few human sandbags and beat them up to vent his anger.
But there is no need for students from the club to train him today, because there are better candidates.
"Do you know that it is illegal for you to do this?" Feng Xingtong's hands were tied by the rope of the sandbag, and he warned Wang Bing.
"Who will take care of the stranger's affairs?" Wang Bing put on his gloves and said after touching each other: "I just let you be a sparring partner. If you don't resist, then I can only let you be a punching bag. .”
Feng Xingtong was speechless: "Young Master Wang, I had no grudges with you in the past and now, why do you have to deal with me?"
"Why? Because I'm in a bad mood today, young master!" Wang Bing said with a sullen face, "If you want to blame, it's your unlucky day. There are so many roads to take, so you have to take one with me.
If I don’t beat you up to vent my anger today, I won’t be able to sleep well tonight! "
"Wang Bing, I'm a good tutor when I give you kind words. You really think I'm afraid of you!" Feng Xingtong saw that this bastard was determined to act like a gangster, and the anger in his heart was aroused. "I'll say it one last time. , let me go immediately, or you will be responsible for the consequences!"
"What, are you planning to use your family's inherited Ju Ling to send generals?" Wang Bing was not afraid at all, and even encouraged him with an excited expression: "Use it quickly, and let me open my eyes and see this What’s so great about one of the Eight Wonders of Skills?”
"You forced me to do this." Feng Xingtong closed his eyes gently. When he opened them again, his eyes were covered by a black air like ink.
At this moment, there was a loud bang at the club's door, and three arrogant figures appeared in front of everyone.
(End of chapter)
