Chapter 914

"Boss, do you want to run?" The golden retriever asked with a sad face.

"What do you think?" the bald head asked back.

"I...I...I don't think I can run away from them." Jin Mao hesitated. A group of gangsters around nodded repeatedly. Just now, they all saw the abnormal speed of Wang Zhu and his party running wildly on the road.

"Just understand. Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Where else can I go? Nima, go out!"

The bald head slapped the golden retriever's head fiercely, and then, leading a group of gangsters, they walked out of the ginkgo forest with nodding and bowing their heads.

"Come on, since you're here, let's play with brother stupid, don't you have knives and guns, come, chop at brother stupid!" Seeing a group of gangsters approaching, Wang Zhu was overjoyed.

"Don't dare, you are the boss, we dare not cut it down." The bald head smiled obsequiously.

"Boss?" Wang Zhu was taken aback.

"You said you wanted me to hang out with you when you were at the barbecue stand, so I came here." The bald head laughed.

"Did I say that?" Wang was dumbfounded.

"Yes, yes..."

The bald head nodded again and again, with an affirmative look on his face.

"Okay...give me your mobile phone." Wang Zhu racked his brains, but he couldn't be sure. He vaguely seemed to remember saying something similar. Knowing that this fight was impossible, he reached out to the bald head helplessly. .

"Yes, boss." The bald head quickly handed over his mobile phone to Wang Chu.

"Hey, bench? Well, it's me. I've adopted a younger brother for you. From now on, this person will mess with you. Train him well..." After Wang Zhu called the bench, he returned the phone to the bald man. , "I got in touch with you, from now on, you'll hang out with Brother Bench."

"Uh-huh."

"gone."

Wang Zhu was disturbed by the bald head, the fighting spirit in his heart had disappeared, and he had no intention of entangled with a group of gangsters. He waved to the crowd and walked towards the ginkgo forest together with Wang Hanchao. The two have disappeared without a trace.

After Wang Clumsy left, the bald head and a group of gangsters kept marveling on the lawn.

At first, the gangsters didn't feel particularly strong watching the battle in the ginkgo forest. When they arrived at the scene and saw the nearly one-meter-deep trench plowed on the ground, they couldn't help but gasped.

For many ordinary people, what is needed is an opportunity. There is no doubt that Baldhead met a unique opportunity, which changed his life.

After the bald head hooked up with the bench, the bench immediately led a large number of people and funds to march towards the Xi'an area, joining hands with each other, and soon dominated the city of Xi'an.

Of course, for the bald head, Xi'an City was just a starting point for him. After he proved his strength, he was soon included in the key support objects of the New Oriental Martial Arts School, and later included in the training system of Wang Hanchao. Of course , that was a matter of several years.

A few years later, when the bald head saw Wang Hanchao again, he realized how powerful Wang Hanchao was and how terrifying his personal force was. After Golden Retriever knew about it, he even had nightmares in the middle of the night. The Golden Retriever should be glad that he was lucky enough to kill the king and the Han Dynasty.

Of course, when the bald head and the golden retriever met Wang Hanchao again, they had already become one of the loyal forces of the Wang family.

Life is so magical, an accidental event, or an accidental decision, may change your life.

If the bald head and the golden retriever hadn't met Wang Chu and Wang Hanchao, they would have been able to hang out in Xi'an at most. Of course, they could not rule out being hacked to death in the street.

In fact, there are cases of arrogant gangsters like Jin Mao who are making trouble out of nothing, being hacked to death and mutilated every day.

In this world, there are too many powerful existences. In the eyes of many people, bastards like bald golden retrievers are like ants. Some people are too lazy to deal with them.

Of course, Wang Hanchao is not a lazy person. He is known as a cruel and iron-blooded person. He doesn't mind killing ants like the bald head and the golden retriever. In the midst of the mess, he had no intention of competing with a group of gangsters...

...

Its daybreak.

The trial awaiting the Wang Han Dynasty is about to come.

Wang Chu and Wang Hanchao arrived at the conference room of the hotel early, and sat in a tight seat waiting for the arrival of Wang Jie, Zhang Han and his party.

Everyone valued this meeting.

Not long after Wang Chu and Wang Hanchao sat down, Wang Jie arrived at the conference room just after getting off the plane, and Zhang Han also appeared at the door of the conference room not a minute after Wang Jie sat down.

Zhang Han!

An old man in his sixties. In fact, Zhang Han doesn't look old at all. If it weren't for his snow-white hair, he would be a middle-aged man in his forties.

What a big show!

The moment Zhang Han walked in, Wang Zhu and the members of the Wang family all had this thought.

When Zhang Han walked into the meeting room, there were two big men in suits wearing sunglasses leading the way. The two big men were at least two meters tall, like two iron towers.

On both sides of Zhang Han were a group of middle-aged men with extraordinary bearing, including the three middle-aged men who were monitoring Wang Hanchao.

Behind a group of middle-aged men, there are more than a dozen two-meter-tall men in suits and sunglasses standing at the door, like a black city wall.

"Boom!"

When the last big man in a suit and sunglasses left the door of the meeting room, the door of the meeting room closed slowly, becoming a closed space.

Inexplicably, a depressive atmosphere filled the air.

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." Wang Jie greeted Zhang Han first, and extended his right hand.

"I'm not good."

Zhang Han didn't shake hands with Wang Jie, but shook his head. After lightly knocking on the table, he motioned for everyone to sit down, and he himself sat down slowly, with a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion in his expression.

The embarrassment on Wang Jie's face was fleeting, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, motioning for everyone in the Wang family to sit down.

All sit down.

Wang Zhu found that Zhang Han's aura was not strong, but he possessed an indescribable aura of superiority, making people dare not look at him with his gestures.

"Who is Wang Hanchao?" Zhang Han scanned the oval conference table with a pair of tiger eyes.

"Me." Wang Hanchao nodded blankly.

"very good."

After Zhang Han looked Wang Hanchao up and down, his eyes fell on Wang Jie's face.

"Uncle Zhang..."

"Don't call me Uncle Zhang, I can't afford it." Zhang Han picked up the teacup in front of his chest and took a shallow sip.

"Uncle Zhang, the matter has come to this, we have to think of a solution, after all, we are also a family..."

"A family? Are you sure it's a family? My son's legs and hamstrings were convulsed by the family. Is this a family thing?" Although Zhang Han was mocking, there was a trace of bitterness on the corner of his mouth .

"Uncle Zhang..."

"Grandpa Zhang, I apologize to you on behalf of the Han Dynasty!"

Wang Zhu stood up suddenly, picked up a cup of tea, strode to Zhang Han's side, knelt down beside Zhang Han with a "plop", and looked at Zhang Han sincerely.

too suddenly.

No one thought that Wang Zhu would kneel down to Zhang Han, Wang Hanchao didn't think about it, Wang Jie didn't think about it, and Zhang Han didn't think about it either.

The three middle-aged men standing behind Zhang Han subconsciously glanced at each other, with incredible expressions in their eyes. Obviously, they did not expect that a person as powerful as Wang Zhu would kneel as soon as he said it.

In fact, last night, Wang Zhu mentioned it many times. It is okay to kowtow to apologize and lose money, but you can't touch Wang Hanchao. At that time, the three middle-aged men just listened and didn't take it seriously. Upon contact, Wang Zhu immediately knelt down.

talent!

The three middle-aged men quickly changed from unbelievable expressions to wry smiles.

Wang Zhu made such a move, and the original passivity turned into the initiative. After all, his identity is here, and with his identity and strength, he has already knelt down to admit his mistake and apologized. passive.

Now that Wang Zhu knelt down, if Zhang Han still made excessive demands, it would appear that Zhang Han was not aggressive enough to push forward.

sharp!

The three middle-aged men didn't know that what they thought was great was simply commonplace for a brazen guy like Wang Zhu.

As long as Wang Hanchao can be kept, it would be a shame to kneel down and apologize next time. This is better than Zhang Family and Wang Family fighting each other. After all, once the two giants fight, blood will flow like a river.

But Wang Chu didn't know that when he knelt down, Wang Hanchao's eyes were red with emotion, and he tried his best to restrain his tears from falling.

A scholar dies for his confidant.

From this moment on, Wang Hanchao can be regarded as the real dead man of Wang Zhu...

...

The entire conference room fell into a dead silence, and everyone had dull expressions on their faces.

"The king is stupid!"

The first to react was Wang Jie, who stood up abruptly and shouted angrily.

"Are you stupid Wang?"

Zhang Han finally came to his senses and raised his hand to signal Wang Jie to sit down. Wang Jie opened his mouth and sat down angrily. For Wang Jie, what Wang Zhu did was undoubtedly a disgrace to the Wang family.

"Yes, Grandpa Zhang." Wang Zhu smiled obsequiously.

"Do you know that a man has gold under his knees?" Zhang Han looked at Wang Zhu who was kneeling on the ground indifferently.

"What Grandpa Zhang said is that if you are facing the enemy, if you want to kill or cut, Wang Zhu would rather die than surrender, and will never kneel down and beg for mercy. However, Grandpa Zhang is a family friend of our Wang family, and he is also my grandfather. It was the Wang family who made mistakes first, even if they met Grandpa Zhang, Wang Zhu should kneel down and offer a cup of tea to Grandpa Zhang." Wang Zhu raised the teacup in his hand with a sincere expression.

"...Hey, Wang Jie, tell me, should I drink this tea or not?" Zhang Han was silenced for a long time by Wang Zhu's insistence.

"Uncle Zhang, Wang Jie has no way to teach his son." After hearing Wang Zhu's words, Wang Jie was secretly happy, but he pretended to be ashamed.

"If I don't drink it, my grandparents will definitely be accused of bullying the little one! If I drink it, will my son's two-legged enmity be just like this? It's really embarrassing!" Zhang Han smiled wryly. Well, Wang Zhu's cup of tea made him, who was originally blustered with anger, unable to burst out.

"Grandpa Zhang, this tea is for the younger generation to honor the elders, and the matter of Uncle Zhang's legs will be discussed later." Wang Zhu raised the tea in his hand again.

Zhang Han didn't speak any more, stood up slowly, took the tea in Wang Zhu's hands with both hands, took a sip and put it down.

Just when Zhang Han got up to take Wang Zhu's teacup, the tense atmosphere in the conference room disappeared inexplicably. Wang Jie was overjoyed. Although Wang Zhu did not solve the actual problem, it gave both sides a step. Next, things will be easier to handle.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhang, for your face."

"Get up." Zhang Han signaled Wang Chou to get up, and his eyes fell on Wang Jie, "Wang Jie, although your Wang family has gone through hardships, it is still prosperous. There is a Wang Han Dynasty, and now there is another Wang Cun Such an outstanding person, and my Zhang family is an only child..."

"Wang Jie is willing to take the blame!" Wang Jie quickly stood up, wanting to follow Wang Zhu's example.

"Forget it, forget it, Wang Chou has already done it, and you are old enough, so you don't have to do this. No matter what, you have to give an explanation about my son." Zhang Han waved his hand and motioned everyone to sit down. Next, let out a long sigh.

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