C139 Capital
C139 Capital
"Looks like after leaving the Pingjiang for so many years, not only did Old Ma not slow down, he even improved a lot. These few brats might not even be enough for him to warm up."
Third Master Qin sighed as he watched on the side.
"He really is a good hand." Ren Qianyuv nodded, his eyes revealing his curiosity. "He is so skilled, why did you guys let him leave the Pingjiang back then?"
"It's a long story."
Boom! *
At this moment, a scream came from the arena. The only masked leader who hadn't fallen down looked at his eight fallen comrades. He hesitated while holding his weapon, and even his hands started to tremble.
Ma Ruloong took a step forward and knocked that person down with a punch. Accompanied by a scream, he fainted the moment he landed on the ground.
"Formidable."
Ren Qianyuv's eyes flashed and he walked over.
"I made a fool of myself in front of the Godly Doctor." After putting down the nine people, Ma Ruloong stood behind Ren Qianyuv with a straight face and a calm face.
"Do you want to know who ordered them?"
"What else?" "It's right there." Ren Qianyuv glanced at the MPV that was not far away and said.
Third Master Qin looked over and saw that the glass of the MPV was specially made. From the outside, he couldn't see what was going on inside.
Ma Ruloong's eyes flashed as he looked at Ren Qianyuv.
Ren Qianyuv thought for a while and finally nodded.
Ma Ruloong rushed up and opened the car door, pulling out a handsome young man.
If this person wasn't Wu Jinyang, then who else could it be?
"Who the hell are you? Don't you know your father's identity? Let me go."
Wu Jinyang's face was filled with shame and anger as he shouted in anger.
Wu Tie was expressionless. He suddenly raised his arm and lifted Wu Jinyang. Then, he threw Wu Jinyang in front of Liu Tie like he was throwing a sandbag.
"Young Master Wu, we just met yesterday, and you've come knocking again today. Aren't you being a little too cordial?"
Ren Qianyuv looked down at the other person with a hint of playfulness in his mouth.
"Ren, you're so mean! Your father will admit defeat today. I didn't expect you to find such a powerful fighter to plot against me."
"But don't be too complacent. Even if I end up in your hands, what can those with the surname Ren do to me?"
Wu Jinyang was stomped on the back by Ma Ruloong and laid on the ground. He tried his best to raise his head to look at Ren Qianyuv and his face almost turned purple.
He then turned to look at Third Master Qin. His attitude had slightly eased up, but he still didn't change his rebellious attitude.
"Third Uncle, I admit that I was in the wrong today." "But I've already lost. My men are all injured too. Let's shake hands. Third Uncle will let us go now. If there's nothing related, how about it?"
Third Master Qin's face darkened, "Brat, you're not ugly at all, why do you think you're so beautiful? "Besides, I can't make the decision for what you did today."
"Third Uncle, are you kidding me? You can't make a decision here?" "Could it be that this Ren guy was the mastermind?" Wu Jinyang said angrily.
Third Master Qin smiled but didn't say anything.
"Could it be that your Qin family really dares to fall out with my Martial House and start a war?" Wu Jinyang smiled mockingly, "If you don't dare, then let me go. This is better for everyone."
In the several large trading unions in the Pingjiang City, the Wu Clan's strength was the strongest, so Wu Jinyang dared to clamor like this because he, the Martial House himself, had the ability and confidence to do so.
"Boy, you're called Wu Jinyang, right? I wasn't as cocky as you when I was young."
Ma Ruloong also had a bad temper. When he heard the words of that brat, he couldn't help but get angry and stepped on his left arm.
"However, I'll give you a suggestion. Crazy, have the ability to be crazy!"
Ka-cha! *