Kyoto club.


    Chu Hao and a group of people get together again. This time, the atmosphere on the field is a little dignified.


    "Cheng Dong, how''s it going? Have you contacted?" Asked a middle-aged man.


    Cheng Dong with yellow hair shook his head and frowned.


    "As I said, this method is useless at all," Chu Hao sneered. "Fang Cheng can earn this value from obscurity in less than a year. Can it be convinced by this means?"


    "What do you say?" Cheng Dong was also angry. "You said there was evidence of his crime. What about the evidence? Li Minghui, we spent so much effort and couldn''t find it at all."


    With that, the Yellow haired Cheng Dong drank the wine silently.


    Chu Hao glanced at Cheng Dong and didn''t speak.


    "All right, all right, let''s say less, let''s say less." The middle-aged man next to him persuaded him to make peace.


    Buzzing ~


    At this time, Chu Hao''s mobile phone shook.


    Chu Hao picked up his cell phone and looked at it. He wanted to hang up. After his face changed for a while, he still chose to connect.


    "Chu Hao, if you still think I''m your father, come back!"


    A calm voice came from the mobile phone, which changed Chu Hao''s face. For so many years, Chu Hao''s father connived at Chu Hao because of his wife''s death.


    But this time, Chu Hao clearly heard the determination in his father''s tone.


    He knew that his father was not angry, but serious.


    "What''s the matter, mouse?" The middle-aged man next to saw Chu Hao answer the phone and asked as if he had lost his soul.


    "Whose phone?"


    Chu Hao was silent for a long time and didn''t answer.


    "Gentlemen," Chu Hao glanced at the crowd, "I have something else to do. I''ll go back first."


    With that, Chu Hao stood up and walked outside the box.


    "Mouse, mouse..." the middle-aged man shouted.


    But Chu Hao didn''t look back. He strode out of the box, leaving everyone on the field looking at each other.


    "Madder, all thinking about money, money, money, Yuncheng technology''s money is so easy to take?" Cheng Dong with yellow hair is drinking muggy wine.


    "OK, don''t complain, it''s not yet..." the middle-aged man shook his head and didn''t go on.


    "I''m gone, too. Take your time." The middle-aged man stood up. He was not stupid. Just from Chu Hao''s expression and posture, he knew that nothing could be done and immediately chose to get out of the incident.


    As the middle-aged man left, they all said goodbye, leaving only Huang FA''s Cheng Dong drinking muggy wine.


    "Everyone wants money. They all want to get cheap. They don''t take risks. Where... Where can they get cheap!" Huang FA, Cheng Dong, with a big tongue, obviously drank too much.


    "You, Guo... Come and drink with me!" Cheng Dong pointed to the woman standing beside him and waved.


    After hearing this, the woman came over without hesitation and said in a charming voice, "brother Dong, I''ll drink with you."


    "Get out!" Cheng Dong kicked out.


    "Ah!" The woman screamed and was kicked to the ground by Cheng Dong.


    Cheng Dong looked at the woman lying on the ground, covered her stomach, whispered and laughed. It seemed that this foot was not kicked on the woman''s abdomen, but on Fang Cheng''s stomach.


    The evil spirit in his heart seemed to vent a lot with this foot. Cheng Dong staggered to his feet and went out.


    "Mr. Cheng, are you all right?"


    The bodyguard outside the box looked at Cheng Dong''s shaky drink and quickly held him up. He looked nervous.


    Although Cheng Dong is a scum and has no bottom line, it is for this reason that he attaches great importance to his safety. After all, the people he provokes are rich masters although their identity background is far inferior to him.


    It''s hard to guarantee that some people become angry and want to die together.


    There are such people, but none of them are successful.


    This is not only related to the extraordinary strength of the eight bodyguards hired by Cheng Dong, but more importantly, Cheng Dong is very careful himself.


    He never gets drunk outside. Cheng Dong is as drunk as he is today. The bodyguard saw him for the first time.


    Cheng Dong saw the bodyguard''s nervous face. Although he was dizzy, he forced himself away, waved his hand and said:


    "I... I''m fine. Let''s go. Let''s... Let''s go back!"


    Cheng Dong weakly patted the bodyguard on the shoulder.


    Just one step, he stumbled and almost fell.


    The bodyguard quickly helped him, squatted down slightly and put Cheng Dong on his shoulder.


    "Don''t... don''t help me, i... I''m fine..."


    The bodyguard carried him towards the underground parking lot.


    ……


    The underground parking lot is quiet and scary. A few lights can''t disperse the darkness at night, which makes people feel gloomy.


    The bodyguard seems to feel that there is something wrong with the atmosphere. He holds Cheng Dong and becomes vigilant.


    Cheng Dong is now completely drunk, like a dead pig, leaning on the bodyguard''s shoulder.


    "Ali! Lao Zheng!" The bodyguard shouted two names, but there was no response.


    The bodyguard''s heart was completely lifted.


    He slowly extended his hand to his back, where a pistol was hidden.


    Just as the bodyguard held the handle of the gun, Cheng Dong''s luxury car shook slightly, and the door slowly opened.


    A dark figure came out of the door.


    The figure is in a black suit. In the dark underground parking lot, some people can''t see their faces clearly from a distance.


    The black figure holds a tactical electronic panel. He lowers his head, looks at the panel, and then raises his head. His voice is cold:


    "Is He Cheng Dong?"


    The black figure pointed to Cheng Dongdao.


    The bodyguard''s face changed dramatically. He didn''t know that he was a dangerous man. Obviously, the other two bodyguards brought by Cheng Dong had been poisoned!


    The bodyguard jerked out the pistol at his waist, pointed to the black figure slowly coming, and shouted:


    "Stop, take another step, I''ll..."


    Before the words fell, a flower was in front of him, and the dark shadow stood directly in front of him, like a ghost.


    Come on! It''s too fast!


    The clone warrior''s speed is close to 70ms.


    With the distance between them, the clone warrior can cross in less than a third of a second.


    Such a fast speed naturally makes the bodyguard feel like a ghost. Coupled with the dark environment of the underground parking lot, the bodyguard''s adrenaline soars!


    The bodyguard was stunned for less than half a second and suddenly pulled the trigger, but he was too close to the clone soldier. The trigger was stuck by the clone soldier and couldn''t be pulled at all!


    "You... You are a man or a ghost!" The bodyguard''s voice trembled and his speech trembled.


    The clone warrior ignored him and looked at Cheng Dong in his arms.


    "Give him to me!" The clone warrior didn''t answer his question and said coldly.


    "Dream!"


    The bodyguard knows that if Cheng Dong dies, his life will be small. Finally, he is afraid that his family will be affected.


    Almost instantly.


    The bodyguard made a decision, desperately! Although the hope is slim!


    The bodyguard jerked out his right hand and punched the clone warrior in the ribs!


    The right rib of a person is the position of the kidney tip. If this part is hit, no matter how strong a person is, he will lose his resistance in an instant.


    Unfortunately, in the eyes of clone warriors, the movement of bodyguards is as slow as a snail.


    He didn''t see any movement on his hand. Just a flower in front of him, the bodyguard flew out, lay on the ground and coughed up blood in his mouth!


    I can''t live!


    Without looking at the bodyguard, the clone warrior walked towards Cheng Dong lying on the ground