The newly renamed Chen Yuan Apartment, Chen Qingzhi's home and property have not been officially established yet.

Because Dongjian Security's boss was fired, the security work has not been completed yet.

At this time, the people from the Martial Arts Hall suddenly attacked and easily entered Su Wanying's house.

Chen Qingzhi stood in front of the apartment and slowly calmed down.

He was not omniscient and omnipotent, and he didn't expect that the eldest and second uncles of the Su family would drag down their family.

Now, it must be handled quickly, a thunder strike!

He sneered: I haven't taken any serious actions for three years, and this clown is making a fuss. It seems that I have to use real means!

He took out his cell phone and dialed an encrypted number.

Soon, a low voice came from over there: "His Royal Highness, the Seventh Team of the Black Tide, have been waiting for your order!"

The Black Tide Mercenary, the Demon Emperor, and the world's top dark forces.

Chen Qingzhi never uses it easily.

But as long as the black tide starts, it will inevitably be bloody.

"Coordinates, Hanzhou, target, martial arts hall. I hope that martial arts hall will be destroyed without distinction!"

Chen Qingzhi issued this order casually and walked into the apartment.

The door of the house is lightly opened.

In addition to Meng Jialan and Shen Bingyue, there were three others in the room.

The leader was a feminine young man, sitting on the sofa, while his subordinates were dragging Meng Jialan to flip around.

"Are you Chen Qingzhi?" The young man picked up the information in his hand and looked at it: "That's simple. First of all, you have to pay 200 million yuan, which is a business matter. Then, it's your personal grudge between you and us."

The young man stood up proudly: "You hurt our people in the Yan family courtyard in Hanzhou. Then in Liujin Nightclub, a few of us unsatisfied disciples broke their fingers. According to the rules of the martial arts hall, you have to leave two hands and one leg. I am a reasonable person, and I leave you with legs, ha, it's very fair."

Shen Bingyue was tied to a chair at this time and screamed: "Be careful, they are carrying weapons."

The young man frowned: "Weapons are only for self-defense and also for use during negotiations. When we do things in the martial arts hall, of course, we should first use fists to reason with it."

"Negotiation?" Chen Qingzhi replied calmly: "I never negotiate."

The young man jumped up: "What are you pretending to be here? Let me tell you that I am the heir to the martial arts hall. I can come here, it will give you a fucking face."

Chen Qingzhi is still very dull: "Song Zhong, known as Song Shao, is the master of the Young Master of the Martial Arts Hall, the next generation heir, is 23 years old, once hurt people while drunk, and left a record of the case. Later, he went abroad to gilt, and when he came back, he started a business and established a debt collection company..."

The young man was stunned: "You, have you checked my information?"

Chen Qingzhi was cold and said, "Let them go to the martial arts hall with you."

"The headquarters of Hanzhou Martial Arts Hall is not close to here. Are you going to kowtow to apologize to our headquarters?" Song Shao laughed: "Don't think about it. Even if you kowtow your head today, don't try to avoid it."

"There's too much nonsense, I just asked you to go back and see what I, Chen Qingzhi do!"

Young Master Song was annoyed by his calm attitude. Ordinary people should have been scared by their own majesty.

He waved his hand fiercely: "Let these two stinky women go and take him away!"

"I want to see what tricks a waste can play with me."

Chen Qingzhi was followed by two thugs, one left and one right, and left out of the apartment and took him into Mr. Song's car.

After driving for half an hour, the headquarters of the Hanzhou Martial Arts Hall was ahead.

The night is just right, the moon is bright on the day.

Young Master Song jumped out of the car and was extremely proud: "King Kong and the others advised me not to touch Chen Qingzhi, saying that they would refine Qi and turn into God... I was just laughing. What traditional martial arts are there these days? Traditional martial arts are all lies, and now they speak with weapons."
Chapter completed!