Metropolis: Start to reward a commercial street

You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "City: Start Reward for a Commercial Street Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)"!Looking at the best friend who hadn't seen him for many years, Yang Zixing has been full of emotion. At that time, the two lived in the same dormitory, they were almost together for dinner and class, and both of them were very good, even being dubbed "peerless duo" by some people.

"You have a drink together?" Ding Wenhua pointed to the bar beside him and smiled.

"Okay! When your kid was in college, he didn't drink, but now you all learn to drink?" Yang Zixing pulled Xiaowen and the three of them walked towards the bar together.

At this time, he had long forgotten the purpose of coming.

"If you have more entertainment, you will naturally learn." Ding Wenhua replied.

The two asked for two bottles of wine at random, and sat down in a corner, recalling some things that happened in the university, while Xiaowen sat quietly and listened quietly, taking what a qualified girlfriend should have. Appearance, behaved vividly.

"Huazi, what have you been doing in the past few years? I haven't heard from you. Didn't you hear that you are in Jiangdu before?" Yang Zixing asked.

"I stayed in Jiangdu for a few months, and later offended some people, so I left, and now I am doing a little business with a friend." Ding Wenhua said while scanning the surroundings, as if looking for something.

"Have you ever thought of going back to Xinghai to develop?"

"I had this idea, and I came back this time to observe the market. Maybe I will stay in Xinghai in the future."

The two chatted casually, when Ding Wenhua suddenly lowered his head, holding his forehead with one hand, covering half of his face.

"What's wrong, Hua Zi?" Yang Zixing couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, this wine is a bit strong, let me slow down." He replied in a low voice.

Yang Zixing was about to make fun of him when he suddenly heard a voice: "Hello, Mr. Yang!"

Yang Zixing turned his head and saw a young man standing beside him, standing straight, with a respectful expression.

"Are you?" Yang Zixing looked at him suspiciously.

"You can call me Xiaolong. My boss's name is Qiao. I saw you in Diamond Star some time ago!" The young man said.

After all, there are many people here, he can't say too much, and it is not an honor after all.

Yang Zixing immediately understood that the person in front of him was Qiao Zheng's subordinate, who had been casually taught by him last time in KTV.

He nodded: "What's the matter?"

The young man immediately replied: "It's okay, just come over to say hello to you. I took photos of the scene here. Just tell you if you have anything, so I won't disturb you." 000 Literature www.000wxxs.com

With that, he would retreat.

Yang Zixing’s identity is now known to everyone in the gang. That’s the boss’s noble person. The boss has personally ordered that when you see each other in the future, you will be the same as seeing himself. So after recognizing Yang Zixing, he rushed over immediately. , I want to be familiar with him.

"Wait!" Yang Zixing suddenly shouted, "Is there a martial arts competition being held nearby?"

"You...you know?" The young man looked surprised.

"Your boss invited me over, but the address is unclear. It's obviously a bar. How can there be any games?"

"Our boss invited you over?" The young man was taken aback, even more surprised.

"What's all the fuss about?" Yang Zixing frowned.

"No! No!" The youth said immediately, "Wait a moment, I will arrange for someone to take you there!"

After speaking, he turned and ran out.

Soon, he picked out a yellow-haired youth from the crowd and said: "Don't play, now give you a task, send the three people over there to the stadium below, and then sign up for the person holding the wine glass in front. Be more respectful, it took a lot of favors for the noble guest who was the boss to invite him over."

The young yellow-haired man poked his head and glanced: "Just him? It doesn't look like he can fight well. Hasn't the boss already arranged for Nan Ge?"

The young man knocked on his head: "I don't have any eyesight! I tell you, this is a real martial arts master. Regardless of his ordinary appearance, he is really powerful. Dozens of people don't even think about getting close to him."

"Is it so powerful?" Huang Mao obviously didn't believe it.

The young man glanced around and whispered: "Do you know who made the move last time the boss and I were beaten into the hospital?"

"It's not him, right?"

"That's right! But I saw it with my own eyes that day, this is definitely a peerless murderer, the boss can invite him over, this time 80% is stable."

Huang Mao's gaze at Yang Zixing suddenly changed.

The boss has been beaten, and everyone has been secretive about it, but the more it goes like this, the more curious and preaching the gang underneath, and gradually the mysterious person who started the work will become more mysterious.

In some populations, the opponent is incarnate as a superman, invulnerable and powerful, and a stomping can make countless people feel terrified, and they can't produce the slightest resistance.

Such a god-man, he was fortunate enough to be able to see it, and for a while, his whole person was excited.

On the other side, Ding Wenhua listened to Yang Zixing and the young man's conversation, and looked up at him with complicated eyes.