Arong suddenly realized that A Biao was not lying. Wu Gang was really crippled by him, and the video he sent was absolutely true.
However, after Wu Gang was injured, he was treated by a mysterious master and recovered quickly.
For an ordinary hospital, it seems illogical and unlikely that Wu Gang could recover in such a short time after being injured like that. However, if there is an ancient martial arts master with extraordinary medical skills that surpasses the innate realm and helps cure Wu Gang, everything seems reasonable.
When the cold wind blew, he suddenly felt cold all over. It turned out that he was covered in cold sweat without realizing it, and his clothes were soaked. The cold wind blew through his clothes and made him feel cold all over.
Thinking of this, Arong quickly called President Su and thought to himself, President Su, you have to leave Yudu as soon as possible. There is a mysterious master here helping Wu Gang. Don't worry about the competition anymore. It's good enough that you survived.
Arong wanted to call Mr. Su and ask him to escape quickly, but what bothered him was that when Mr. Su saw Arong calling, he got so angry that he hung up the phone without even answering the call.
Arong was helpless. He didn't know where President Su had driven to. He probably went to the nightclub to have some fun again. He thought to himself, President Su, you should take care of yourself. I have done my best. It's just that we have offended the wrong person.
Presidential Suite 1808, Olympic Hotel.
Su Changxin hugged a sexy and revealing beauty and opened the door with the door card. The lights in the hallway came on, casting a soft light.
He put his arms around the beautiful woman's slender waist with a wicked smile on his face, his hands constantly wandering over her body: "Xiao Cui, you have to accompany me, I'm not happy today."
Xiao Cui, the barmaid, was half-hearted, as if she was powerless to pull away Mr. Su's big hand, and she covered her mouth with her hands and laughed softly: "Mr. Su, what's there to be unhappy about? It's just a loss of 10 million. You are rich, so this little money is nothing. As long as you have a green mountain, you will not worry about having no firewood. I will accompany you well tonight and make you happy."
"Haha, Xiao Cui, you are so nice. Your little lips sound so nice when you speak. Come, let me kiss you."
A man's voice came from the sofa: "Where did Mr. Su find this girl? She's so pretty. He's so lucky."
There was actually someone in the room, which scared Mr. Su so much that he sobered up half way. Xiao Cui, who was leaning on Mr. Su's arms, screamed and escaped from his arms, pretending to be shy and tightly covering her clothes that had been half opened.
"Who are you? Get out of here, or I'll be rude to you."
Su Changxin clenched his fists until they made a clattering sound. He also did some boxing exercises regularly, which made his arms muscular and his fists as hard as iron.
Ye Feng had been sitting in Su Changxin's presidential suite for some time. He opened a Louis XVIII and held the glass, shaking the red wine in it.
The light made the wine glass look like a piece of crystal clear amber, flashing a faint light.
Ye Feng waved at the hostess with her breasts half exposed: "Beauty, there is nothing for you to do here, please get out."
Xiao Cui showed a look of contempt on her pretty face. She was about to scold Ye Feng, "Why do you care about me?" But before she could finish her words, she felt a huge force carrying her out of the presidential suite.
Then the door of the presidential suite slammed and closed tightly.
The beauty was surprised. She didn't understand how she flew out. President Su was the closest to her. Could it be that he kicked her out
That kid was so impatient that he even wanted to eat me up. He shouldn't be so heartless.
Xiao Cui spat at the door of the presidential suite. What a shameless thing! He took advantage of me and then kicked me out. What kind of big boss is he? He is nothing.
Anyway, I didn't suffer any loss. I can get a commission of tens of thousands by drinking two bottles of 1982 Lafite from you. Haha, I'll go back to the bar and continue looking for handsome guys.
Xiao Cui left, leaving President Su in a daze in the presidential suite. He looked at Ye Feng nervously.
Although he was not an ancient warrior, Su Changxin knew that when an ancient warrior’s cultivation reached a certain level, he could hurt people with his mind and move objects with his mind.
The hostess Xiao Cui was thrown out and the door was slammed shut. It was obviously done by the young man in front of him.
After decades of experience in the business world, he has learned to stay calm when encountering problems. Su Changxin walked calmly to the wine cabinet, picked up a transparent glass, poured himself a glass of water, and put a few ice cubes in it.
I drank quite a bit in the bar and now I am almost sober. I was horny just now, but now I just want to calm myself down.
He also sat down on the sofa and looked at Ye Feng calmly, with a cunning look in the corner of his eyes: "Little brother, who are you? Can you tell me your name?"
Ye Feng tasted the wine, as if he was watching a play, and said with a joking smile: "My name is Ye Feng, and I'm a young doctor. Boss Su should have heard of my name."
When sitting down, Su Changxin quietly put the phone behind him and pressed the redial button.
The call was automatically made to Arong.
He knew that he was no match for the ancient warrior with his fists. At this time, he still thought of Arong and hoped that he would receive the call and rush over. He still had confidence in the ability of his bodyguard.
Su Changxin's actions did not escape Ye Feng's eyes. Although Su Changxin put the phone behind him and used his body to cover it, Ye Feng still heard the dial tone in the phone with his hearing ability.
The call was quickly connected, and Arong's voice came: "Boss Su, you finally called me back. Boss Su, please say something. Why don't you say anything?"
Arong heard the voice on the phone and initially thought that Su Changxin had accidentally pressed the phone, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became. It turned out that someone had broken into the boss's presidential suite. It was none other than the ancient martial artist who cured Wu Gang.
Arong rushed to the hotel in a hurry. Fortunately, he anticipated that President Su would be in danger, so he did not go too far away from the Olympic Hotel and only had dinner nearby.
He ran like the wind, across a block, and arrived at the Olympic Hotel.
When he reached the elevator, he hesitated a little, not knowing whether he should go up.
Judging from Brother Zhao's tone, the person who killed Brother Biao was most likely the one who destroyed the Tianquan Sect. He was a master who surpassed the Xiantian realm and was not someone he could stop.
But how could a bodyguard like me let Mr. Su go up there alone to face the invaders
He changed his mind and thought that maybe Brother Biao's matter had nothing to do with the Tianquan Sect's affairs, and that Brother Zhao was just overthinking it. Thinking of this, Arong pressed the up button of the elevator.
Ye Feng did not stop Su Changxin from making the phone call. Instead, he was willing to let him call more people.
Call all the guys who participated in smashing Wu Gang's bar, and kill them all, saving me the trouble of looking for the ones who escaped.
(End of this chapter)