Although Lu Qiang took the people to check and said it was okay, Zhang Chengye was still panicked, so he did not sleep in his house. Instead, he took two confidant bodyguards to a house on the edge of the tribe. When the shells exploded, he immediately rushed out of the house. Seeing that his residence was blown into ruins, he felt scared, and then changed into a set of dirty clothes and escaped from the tribe with the retreating black soldiers.

At this time, Liu Jianshe was still taking people to search for Zhang Chengye in the tribe, but unfortunately he found nothing: "It's impossible. This matter is so confidential and caught the other party off guard. How could Zhang Chengye escape?" He looked puzzled and puzzled.

Just when it was strange, two mercenaries suppressed Lu Qiang and said, "Head, this person said he wanted to find you."

"Brother Liu, I am Lu Qiang." Lu Qiang almost called someone to death just now, so after seeing Liu Jianshe, he immediately introduced naturally.

"Lu Qiang?" Liu Jianshe glanced at Lu Qiang. He knew Lu Qiang and knew that the coordinates this time were also provided by Lu Qiang.

"Yes!" Lu Qiang nodded immediately.

"You two go down." Liu Jianshe asked the two mercenaries to continue looking for people, and he whispered to Lu Qiang: "Did Zhang Chenglai not be here tonight? Why can't his body be found?"

"What? Zhang Chengye's body was not found?" Lu Qiang asked with wide eyes.

"Yes!" Liu Jianshe nodded.

"It's impossible. Zhang Chengye was in the tribe at night, and he asked me to take people to patrol." Lu Qiang said.

"That's strange. He hit three shells directly in the place where he lives. If it were inside, he would definitely be alive, but only a few black women's bodies were found inside." Liu Jianshe introduced the situation.

"Impossible." Lu Qiang didn't believe it and started looking for it in the tribe himself.

...

Jiangcheng, Wang Hao and Ouyang Rujing are waiting for news about Liu Jianshe. Although from all aspects, this time it will definitely kill Zhang Chengye, Wang Hao actually does not have much confidence. He has fought with the other party for so many years. If Zhang Chengye is so easy to kill, he might have been killed by him in China. But the reality is that Zhang Chengye has been suppressing Wang Hao and Wang Hao has no strength to fight back at all. The only opportunity to face the other party was still being treated as bait by Beijing Film Academy.

Time passed by minute by minute, and just as they were waiting a little impatiently, Wang Hao's cell phone ringed.

Ring...

The next second, Wang Hao immediately picked up his phone and found that it was Liu Jianshe's call, so he immediately pressed the answer button: "Hey, Brother Liu, what's the situation? Is Zhang Chengye dead?"

"Wang Hao, things are very strange. The house where Zhang Chengye lives was hit by three shells and exploded into ruins, but there was no body in the ruins. According to Lu Qiang, Zhang Chengye did live in the house that night..." Liu Jianshe told the situation on the scene, and in the end he could only be sure that Zhang Chengye might not have died. As for when the tribe left, no one knew.

"I understand, thank you Brother Liu." Wang Hao's nervous muscles relaxed, a little depressed, and a little calm, because he didn't believe that Zhang Chengye could die so easily.

After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Rujing immediately asked him: "How is it? Is Zhang Chengye dead?"

Wang Hao shook his head, and then repeated Liu Jianshe's words: "I guess Zhang Chengye escaped in the chaotic crowd. Liu Jianshe and his team killed seventy or eighty people, and thirty or forty people ran away."

"Oh!" Ouyang Rujing sighed, with a depressed expression on her face.

"Forget it, don't be upset. We should think in the better direction. Now Zhang Chengye has lost his money and his territory, and his only armed forces are gone. He should be considered a betrayal dog. What do you think he will do now?" Wang Hao said.

Ouyang Rujing was very smart. She thought for a while, turned her head and stared at Wang Hao and said, "Go back to China."

"Yes, I guess he should return to China too, and with his arrogant personality, the first thing he did when he returned to China was to personally fight for me." Wang Hao said with a squinted eyes. He had fought with Zhang Chengye for so many years and studied the other party for so many years. In this world, who knows Zhang Chengye the best is Wang Hao.

"Then you should be careful during this period." Ouyang Rujing said.

"No, everything is the same. Don't tell anyone about this. If we strengthen our guard, I'm afraid that Zhang Chengye will endure it. In that case, it will become more difficult to deal with when he develops." Wang Hao said.

"Aren't you afraid?" Ouyang Rujing asked.

"I'm afraid? I want to shoot Zhang Chengye with a gun and see who will die first." Wang Hao said gritting his teeth. Zhang Chengye was a sharp blade pressing on his head. After so many years, only he himself knows how much pressure he is in his heart. This kind of pressure is more terrifying and tormenting than facing death directly, so Wang Hao has long put life and death aside.

"Okay, alright, it would be great if Ning Yong was there. With him by your side, Zhang Chengye would never have the chance to kill you." Ouyang Rujing said.

"Ning Yong?" Wang Hao muttered: "I don't know how he is now?"

...

In the slums of Manila, Ning Yong was having breakfast with Tian Zhinan. After coming here, they rented a house and Tian Zhinan bought pots and pans to cook their own food. Chaoshan is also a home of food, so her craftsmanship is quite good.

"Brother Yong, the information of the person you fight tonight is here." Tian Zhinan handed a piece of English information to Ning Yong.

Ning Yong glanced at it and said, "I can't understand it, just say it." He only speaks English, but he can't understand it.

"This person is named Kerry. He has learned Muay Thai and practiced Filipino stick skills. He has won a championship in a Muay Thai competition before. He has average results in participating in the Black Boxing Championship. He has won a total of 18 games. There is no great person to win these 18 games." Tian Zhinan said.

In the black boxing match, the loser is either dead or lifelong disability, so those who can still fight black boxing cannot lose.

"Uh? Change someone, this person is not good, I need a master." Ning Yong said with a frown slightly.

"Brother Yong, we don't have much money. If we want to challenge a powerful opponent, we must save enough money, so now we can only start with this person and take it step by step." Tian Zhinan said.

"Okay!" Ning Yong finally nodded. He had actually played a lot of punches before, but he didn't have much money. With his money, he really didn't have much money left. Now, with Tian Zhinan, the economy is even more tense.

After Tian Zhinan came to the Philippines, she cut her hair short. At night, she was wearing a T-shirt, plus fat jeans, canvas shoes, and holding money in her hand, shouting something to Kerry's agent. After more than ten minutes, she returned to Ning Yong and cursed: "Old bastard."

"What's wrong?" Ning Yong asked.

"They saw the video of you doing boxing before and were a little worried, so they wanted to buy me and add something to your drink." Tian Zhinan said.

Ning Yong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Kerry and his agent in the distance, revealing a hint of cold light.

Although Ning Yong has played many games before, he is not of high quality and is not very famous. It was not until he defeated the crocodile in Malaysia that the title of mute boxer was known by more people, and Kerry was a little worried when he saw this video.

Soon, the match between Ning Yong and Kerry began. Kerry cursed with an arrogant look on his face: "Bitch, are you really mute? I'm not a fool like a crocodile. I will smash your face and beat your shit out..."

Ning Yong stared at Kerry who was scolding in front of him, without saying a word, just stared coldly, because in his eyes, the other party was already a dead person.

Tian Zhinan, who was under the ring, held all the remaining money in his hand to beat Ning Yongsheng, and then shouted loudly: "Come on, Brother Yong, beat that bastard Kerry to death."

The match between Ning Yong and Kerry was not the focus of tonight. Not many people bet and the handicap was not big, so it started soon.

clang!

When the ringtone rang, Kerry rushed to Ning Yong with a whimper, and punched Ning Yong's nose with a punch.

Ning Yong's body shook slightly and he avoided sideways. The next second, he lowered his head and avoided the other party's heavy punch again. Then he shook his body slightly again, avoiding a knee under Kerry, and then his bodies passed by.

Kerry's two punches and one knee were all empty, and he felt panicked, because he used all the moves and his strength was over. At this moment, the moment the two bodies passed by, Ning Yong moved his right elbow, and suddenly he turned his back and hit the top of his elbow, hitting Kerry hard on the back of his head. Because the movement was too fast and the distance was too close, Kerry had no time to react.

Bang!

After Ning Yong and Kerry caught their feet, no one saw Ning Yong's attack. Kerry's body pounced on the iron railing of the ring. At this time, the person who bought him outside the ring and won yelled: "Kerry, fuck him to death."

"Kerry, why are you still standing there?"

...

Kerry kept holding the railing and didn't move, so people started to curse. After a few seconds, Kerry's mouth, nose, ears, and eyes began to bleed out. Then his body thumped on the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

"How could it happen?"

"Does Kerry have any disease?"

"Fuck, Kerry, I bought you a hundred dollars. How about you getting up for me."

"You are a bitch, get up and beat him. He is made of mud, and he will die before he can beat him."

...

The venue was in chaos, Ning Yong glanced coldly at Kerry who was lying on the ground and then walked off the ring.

After a moment of silence, Tian Zhinan handed Ning Yong a towel first, and then hurried to find the person in charge of the venue to get the money.

A few minutes later, he walked back with a handful of money in his hand and smiled: "Brother Yong, why did you happen just now? I didn't see you taking action?"

Ning Yong did not explain, but just said, "Let me find someone better next time."

"Okay, you're here today, and it's definitely easy to find a powerful boxer in the future," said Tian Zhinan.

The two were about to leave the noisy underground boxing ring, but were stopped by several men: "Chinese?" The other party spoke Mandarin.

Ning Yong didn't say anything, Tian Zhinan glared at the other party and said, "Who are you?"

"My boss wants to see you." The other party ignored Tian Zhinan and stared at Ning Yong and said.

"No time!" Ning Yong said, then walked towards the door in a daze. The men blocked in front of them wanted to stop him. Ning Yong's figure shook, bang bang, three muffled sounds. The three men retreated back with a painful expression on their faces. Ning Yong just hit his shoulder in his chest, and he couldn't speak for a moment and couldn't breathe.

"A good dog doesn't block the way, do you know? Humph!" Tian Zhinan followed Ning Yong, raised his head and said coquettishly. He has been in Southeast Asia for several years and has never been so domineering. Looking at Ning Yong's reassuring back, there was a trace of different warmth in her eyes.
Chapter completed!