Yang Haifeng's words made Yang Xiong's eyes widen.

"You took them to the ring, but you still had three fights and one fight?"

"Yes!" Yang Haifeng nodded vigorously, "Dad, tell me what kind of waste this is, they..."

"Bang!"

Yang Xiong slapped Yang Haifeng in the face and said angrily: "Shut up!"

Yang Haifeng never expected that his father would suddenly hit him. He covered his side face, "Dad! What are you doing! I was bullied, it's okay if you don't care about me, but you'll hit me?"

"What do you know!" Yang Xiong frowned.

Three national bodyguards can’t beat anyone else in the ring, but they can’t beat anyone else in three or one. What does this mean? The person your son is offended is definitely world-class!

Yang Xiong pondered for a while and asked, "How did you and that person have a conflict?"

Yang Haifeng stumbled on his neck: "He stole my woman!"

"Woman?" Yang Xiong looked at his son, looking like he was so angry that he was so angry. "A woman will cause you such a big trouble!"

"Trouble? Dad, I don't understand what you are talking about!" Yang Haifeng asked with an unhappy face.

Yang Xiong looked at his son's appearance and sighed helplessly. He knew very well what this son looked like. No matter how much he blamed him, it would be useless. He could only ask other people's world-class masters to not care about him more!

"Okay, let's go first." Yang Xiong packed up his things and walked out of the office. The three national bodyguards were driven away. It was impossible for him to find them back. Mr. Wang's angry look, so he didn't want to ask him for help. It seemed that he could only find more ordinary bodyguards. No matter what, let's take this time for a while first. When the technology makes a new progress, all problems will be solved.

Yang Xiong took Yang Haifeng and as soon as he walked to the underground parking lot, he felt a cool breeze coming from the back of his neck.

In the past three months, Yang Xiong has been attacked a lot. As soon as this feeling came out, he exclaimed in his heart that something was wrong. He was about to say be careful to Yang Haifeng, but before he could speak, a bright sharp blade hit Yang Xiong's neck. The sharpness had pierced Yang Xiong's skin.

In the past, before that, Yang Xiong's three bodyguards could detect in advance and deal with the enemy, but today, no one was destined to save him.

Yang Xiong raised his heart to his throat, for fear of angering the other party, so he said carefully: "Everyone, we can discuss what we have to say."

As soon as Yang Xiong said something, he heard a loud roar coming from the side, "Get out, do you want to draw a plan? Do you know who I am?"

"Feng'er, shut up!" Yang Xiong scolded and said immediately, "Everyone, tell me if you have anything to do, don't hurt my son."

"Mr. Yang, you are such a good father." A joking voice sounded behind Yang Xiong, "But Mr. Ling's mouth is really smelly. I can stand it, and my brother can't stand it either. Let's do this. Cut off one of the tail fingers first to calm down."

"Don't!" Yang Xiong said anxiously. He did not doubt what these people said at all. He had seen a lot during this period. Yang Xiong also understood that the people who came to touch him were all a group of desperate people and would not take human lives seriously at all, let alone chopping a finger.

Unfortunately, Yang Xiong's words did not work at all.

Yang Xiong, who was pressed against his neck by a sharp blade, dared not move casually. He heard clearly that a scream sounded beside him.

"Finger! My finger!"

This scream came from Yang Haifeng.

A bloody tail finger was thrown on the ground in front of Yang Xiong.

Behind Yang Xiong, the voice sounded again, "Listen, this kind of sound will be much more satisfying."

Yang Xiong suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Everyone, I know why you came."

"It's good to know. Mr. Yang, I really want to thank Mr. Ling. After watching you for more than two months, your three bodyguards are inseparable. If Mr. Ling hadn't helped us, today, we really don't have the courage to show up. Tell me, where is the technology? I'll give you ten seconds. After ten seconds, I'll take Mr. Ling's hand to give you... "

"In the safe upstairs." Yang Xiong didn't insist at all and spoke directly, "You guys come upstairs with me, I'll take you to get it."

"That's not possible. In this way, before getting the things, Mr. Ling, I will take care of you first. When I get all the things, I will return Mr. Ling to you. By the way, we are also a group of poor workers, but we don't have any extra money to give Mr. Ling to eat and drink water."

"Don't touch me! You...whether are you going to take me? Dad! Save me Dad!"

At this moment, Yang Xiong was pressed against his neck with a knife and did not dare to turn his head. He could only hear his son's panic. As the engine sounded, Yang Haifeng's voice completely disappeared.

"Let's go, Mr. Yang." The sharp blade against Yang Haifeng's neck was put away.

Only then did Yang Xiong dare to turn around. Standing behind Yang Xiong was a young man with ordinary appearance and a normal-haired dress, who was the type that could never be found after being thrown into the crowd.

"Mr. Yang, please lead the way." The young man grinned.

Yang Xiong nodded, "I have something I want to explain, I can only give you half of the information."

"Half?" When the young man heard this, his face suddenly showed a look of dissatisfaction, "Mr. Yang, do you hope that when I return Mr. Ling to you, there is only half?"

"No." Yang Xiong shook his head repeatedly, "The information is only half of me, and the other half is in the hands of President Xiao Group."

The young man pondered: "Xiao Family Group? Xiao Shan..."

The young man muttered Xiao Shan's name while taking out his cell phone and editing the text message.

Halfway through the text message, the young man opened his mouth, "Where is Xiaoshan?"

"We are having an appointment to discuss cooperation at the 19th floor club today, and he should be there too."

After the young man typed out the three words on the 19th floor on the text message, he sent the text message.

Nineteenth floor club.

Xiao Shan brought Zhang Xuan and introduced all the well-known people in the institute. Now, anyone knows Zhang Xuan.

"Haha, Xiao Xuan, you're so tired, right? Okay, it's not difficult for you. Go and play with Mier and Qinghan. Only you young people have something to say." Xiao Shan patted Zhang Xuan's shoulder and laughed.

"Okay, then I'll go find them first."

Zhang Xuan saw two girls Lin Qinghan and Milan in the villa of the club. They were sitting next to the fish pond in the villa with a piece of pastry. While eating, they broke off a piece to feed the fish. They were so leisurely.
Chapter completed!