Chapter 688 [No Loss]

"Hello!"

The phone call was from Wang Xuehai, and Wang Xuehai said: "Director Zhang, I, Wang Xuehai!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You really know how to pick the time!"

Wang Xuehai thought Zhang Yang was still sleeping in and said apologetically: "Sorry, I woke you up. The matter you asked me to investigate has been found. Liang Kang of the Dragon Group has taken a fancy to the place in your Beijing office. He bought it for 5 million and asked you to move immediately."

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of Mr. Liang as Wang Xuehai, who was Liang Kang who attended the opening of the art salon with Ji Ruoyan that day. Zhang Yang finally understood. No wonder Beijing North suddenly tore up the contract and wanted to sweep their Beijing office out for no reason. It turned out that this guy was making trouble behind the scenes.

Wang Xuehai didn't hear Zhang Yang talking, and he whispered: "Director Zhang, are you listening?"

Zhang Yang said, "I'm listening."

Wang Xuehai said: "Director Zhang, forget about this matter. Really, Liang Kang is not an ordinary person, you don't need to mess with him."

Zhang Yang said: "It's not me who messed with him now, it's him who messed with me!"

At this time, the two strong men had quietly approached Zhang Yang. They wanted to use the method they had just dealt with Wu Ming to set up Zhang Yang and throw him out.

But as soon as he approached Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang raised his foot and kicked the two of them out, and said angrily: "You have no eyes, don't you see me calling?"

Wang Xuehai was also stunned on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Yang smiled and explained, "I didn't say anything to you! Okay, I know what you have done!" Zhang Yang hung up the phone and placed his phone on the windowsill.

The two men who were kicked down by him just now were humming and could not get up from the ground for a while.

Ma Yonggang's face darkened. From the way Zhang Yang kicked his legs just now, he could see that this guy was not unable to tell the situation, but that he did have some skills.

Zhang Yang came to the big locust tree, looked at the kitchen knife that was deeply inserted into the trunk of the tree, reached out and pulled down the white wet towel hung on the branches, wiped his hands, looked around at the hundred people in front of him with a smile, and said softly: "Are you going out by yourself, or do you let me throw you all out?"

Ma Yonggang winked. There were many experts in his security company, including four major King Kong, who were students he brought out personally.

All four King Kongs are strong young men in their early twenties. After receiving Ma Yonggang's order, they did not rush to rush forward. The first person to go to Zhang Yang was Lin Zhiyong. He was Ma Yonggang's most proud student. He just won the championship of the Beijing Free Fighting Championship. Although there were many people coming, these people still followed some rules. Lin Zhiyong bowed to Zhang Yang and said, "I'm asking for advice!"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "You are no match for me! Come together!"

Lin Zhiyong roared angrily: "Ah!" He swung his fist and rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang stood there. When Lin Zhiyong approached him, the white towel in his hand was thrown out like lightning, and only a snap was heard! A crisp sound was heard, and the wet white towel was slapped on Lin Zhiyong's face. Lin Zhiyong's eyes were blurred, and his mind was dizzy by the sudden blow. How capable was Zhang Daren? Although it was a white towel, it had changed into an extremely powerful weapon in his hand.

Looking at Lin Zhiyong's face from his forehead to his chin, a purple scar was pulled out. This was Zhang Yang's mercy. If he really wanted to do something, he would pour his internal force into the wet towel, and he was afraid that he would not pull Lin Zhiyong's head to bloom.

Lin Zhiyong was stunned by Zhang Yang. In front of so many people, his face was gone. He was so angry that he was also the new fighting champion in Beijing. He could not lose weight here. Lin Zhiyong roared angrily and rushed up again. This time it was not as close to Zhang Yang as last time.

The white shadow in Zhang Yang's hand shook, and the towel twitched on Lin Zhiyong's neck. Lin Zhiyong felt the sky was spinning, and the stars were rising in front of him, his feet shaking, and he sat on the ground.

As soon as the four major kings appeared, one fell down. The other three didn't care about the morality of sports spirit and the morality of the world. They rushed up together, swaying fists and slashing their feet. Zhang Daguanren's smile remained unchanged. He swung out a white towel and snatched his kick, lifting and slidding his feet. The other party was unstable and fell to the ground. At the same time, Zhang Yang kicked a back kick, knocking the King Kong who was sneaking into his attack from behind and fell down with all his fists. The white towel in his hand wrapped around the jab that was attacking him, tangled his hands and pulled forward. The other party screamed, but his arm was dislocated.

When Zhang Yang waved his hand, all the four kings were knocked to the ground by him. Such strength had made no opponent dare to underestimate them.

Ma Yonggang spat again, with bloodshot inside, all of which were smashed by the apple core thrown by Zhang Yang. Ma Yonggang was about to take action. He was tall and strong, standing there like a half-iron tower. Ma Yonggang's actual height was 1.98 meters tall, plus the height of the heel of the combat boots, he now had to be two meters away, with a weight of 230 kilograms, and no matter how tall heels he was, he was not on the same level as Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was still standing there, the white towel in his hand hangs on the ground, looking at Ma Yonggang with a smile: "Big man, you want to practice too!"

Ma Yonggang took a step forward with a serious expression.

Zhang Yang praised: "The waist and horse are integrated, it's not bad, the lower plate is very stable, I can't help but beat it if I don't know!"

Ma Yonggang glanced at the towel in Zhang Yang's hand, as if he was afraid.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Want to try my fists?"

Ma Yonggang nodded.

Zhang Yang threw the towel backward, and the towel hung steadily on the kitchen knife handle inserted into the big locust tree. When the morning breeze blew, the white towel swayed in the wind, like a white flag. This is not that Zhang Daguan wanted to pull the white flag, but if he really pulled the white flag, it would be the other party.

Although Ma Yonggang was tall, his movements were extremely flexible. He suddenly took action and hit Zhang Yang with a straight punch without any warning.

Zhang Yang leaned back and blocked his punch with a palm. Ma Yonggang's punch was strong and strong, gathering all his strength. Zhang Yang took his punch head-on and couldn't help but praise: "Okay!" He was not in a hurry to fight back, deliberately trying to tease this big man, but Ma Yonggang still had some brute force.

Ma Yonggang's second punch comes from left to right.

Zhang Yang bowed and avoided. At this time, a flaw appeared under Ma Yonggang's left rib. Zhang Yang punched his left rib with a punch. Ma Yonggang groaned in pain, protected his chest, and retreated continuously.

Zhang Yang did not chase after him immediately and said with a smile: "It's not fair. You are taller than me and heavier than me. We are not at the same level."

Ma Yonggang yelled again. Many people present came from his security company. The reason why these people were so convinced by him was mainly because of Ma Yonggang's superb force. But today Ma Yonggang was smashed by Zhang Yang first. Now he had just fought and was dominated by Zhang Yang. If he lost today, how could he still convince the public? When Ma Yonggang rushed up again, Zhang Yang also activated at the same time, but his speed was several times higher than the other party. Before Ma Yonggang could fully react, Zhang Yang had approached him. Once the distance between the two was closer, Ma Yonggang's high arm advantage would be lost. Not only that, Zhang Yang did not even give him a chance to punch, blocked Ma Yonggang's raised arm, grabbed Ma Yonggang's belt with one hand, and roared, and actually lifted Ma Yonggang, who was more than 230 pounds in the air.

Ma Yonggang was panicked, Zhang Yang raised him high in the air and roared: "Get out of here, who dares to stay here to cause trouble? Believe it or not, I will throw him to death!" He shook his arms, and Ma Yonggang's huge body flew out. He felt that he was flying into the air like a cloud of fog. Because of fear, Ma Yonggang screamed, panicked, and covered his head tightly with his hands.

The people who came with him to help were either migrant workers or security guards. When they saw Ma Yonggang thrown out by Zhang Yang, they not only did not reach out to pick them up, but instead dodged backwards. The reason was very simple. Most people were afraid that Ma Yonggang could not be able to pick them up.

Seeing that Ma Yonggang was about to land on the ground, a man in a black suit rushed out of the crowd. He leaned out, grabbed Ma Yonggang's body, took a step back, and actually caught Ma Yonggang and placed it on the ground.

Ma Yonggang's face turned pale and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

The man in a black suit took off his sunglasses and stared at Zhang Yang.

Official Zhang was also energetic at this moment, stared at the man in black, and praised: "It's not bad!"

The man in black was the one who just grabbed the kitchen knife from Lao Jiang. The man was named Ren Changyuan, a Korean master of Taekwondo. He studied under the Korean Kung Fu master Kim Dolulu. He was with him the Japanese karate master Murakami Nin and his junior brother. The two came this time for the China-Japan-Korean Three Kingdoms Kung Fu Confrontation Competition. This event was to promote cultural exchanges between China and South Korea, and was sponsored by Liang Kang, the Giant Dragon Group. He has been to China many times before and has initially scheduled the confrontation competition in June this year.

Because they came to the capital many times and made many friends, Ma Yonggang was one of them. This time, many people came to both sides, with the purpose of formulating the rules of the Three Kingdoms Confrontation. Recently, Ma Yonggang was responsible for the reception. They came today to follow Ma Yonggang to watch the fun. They had no intention of taking action, but when they saw Zhang Yang knocking Ma Yonggang down with three punches and two kicks, they immediately aroused Ren Changyuan's fighting spirit. They came to China to make friends with martial arts. Of course, he would not miss such an opportunity.

Ren Changding walked slowly towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang looked at Ren Changding: "The suit is good!"

Ren Changding stepped forward and attacked Zhang Yang with a punch. Zhang Yang turned sideways and saw from the other party's attack that he was using Taekwondo. It has been four years since Zhang Daguanren came to this era and has some understanding of Taekwondo and Karate. It is nothing more than a branch that evolved from Chinese Kung Fu. In addition, their point of entry has become their local things.

Ren Changding waved his legs, and Zhang Yang flashed by. Then Ren Changding made another side kick. This side kick was standard Japanese Kung Fu. When martial arts developed to the end, they had a different path and were integrated with each other. It was very different from the traditional martial arts in the past. Not to mention other countries, just Chinese, the evolution of martial arts has undergone earth-shaking changes. Zhang Daguanren felt that there were too many differences in martial arts. If we talk about the complexity of martial arts sects, it is better than the past, but most of the martial arts I see now pay more attention to performance and learn martial arts in the past.

The merits are to strengthen the body and to kill the enemy, and to focus more on actual combat. However, with the changes of the times, many martial arts have gradually declined. Zhang Daguan believes that the real reason for this decline is that various sects strictly accept disciples. What's more, many unique skills are only passed on to their biological sons. There is another reason. The ruling classes of all dynasties have not advocated the people to pursue martial arts. After a while, Chinese Kung Fu has deviated from the essence of the past. Most of the martial arts I see now sound good and say they are blooming flowers. To put it bluntly, they are actually flirting skills. It is better to say they are dance than martial arts.

If Chinese Kung Fu still looks the same as before, and a great martial arts country, how could this small country that is not as good as the surrounding area dare to use the word challenge?

Ren Changyuan made several moves in succession, but Zhang Yang was dodging. Ren Changyuan couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes. The strength between the two was very different, so Zhang Yang didn't take the other party seriously at all.

Murakami Nin muttered a few words, and he also saw that Ren Changyuan would definitely lose. Seeing that Zhang Yang was just dodging, he was almost approaching his position. Murakami Nin took action suddenly. He knew in his heart that even if he added himself, he would not be Zhang Yang's opponent, so he started a sneak attack.

Murakami Nin underestimated Zhang Yang's speed. He only lifted the kick to Zhang Yang's crotch halfway. Zhang Yang turned around for some reason, without any warning, and suddenly he turned to face Murakami Nin, and Murakami Nin's pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhang Yang sneered, "I hate others to attack me the most!" He kicked Murakami Nin's calves raised, Murakami Nin retreated in pain, but Master Zhang refused to let him go like this. He took a step forward and punched Murakami Nin's lower abdomen. While Murakami Nin bent over, he slapped the guy with his back hand.

Ren Changyuan took the opportunity to jump from behind and kicked Zhang Yang's back. He jumped well and jumped about a foot away from the ground. He aimed at Zhang Yang's back heart with his right foot.

Zhang Daguan Ren did not dodge, and he kicked him. Of course, Zhang Yang was nothing. He just thought that this guy was tickling him. But after Ren Changyuan kicked him in the back, it seemed to kick him on a hard iron plate, which made him fly backwards. The legs were clicking, extremely crisp. Ren Changyuan first heard the crisp sound, and then felt the pain. His legs wanted to stand, but he felt the pain as if he was heartbroken, but his right leg was broken by Zhang Yang's recoil force. Ren Changyuan could not stand firm, and he fell to the ground with his right leg in his arms and started to wail.

The Japanese are very proud of their face. Murakami Nin was slapped by Zhang Yang in public, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him. He screamed, and the junior brother who came with him rushed over and threw him a Dongyang knife. The two of them pulled out the Dongyang knife at the same time, and two bright Dongyang knives aimed at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang sighed helplessly: "You have to go to jail with controlled knives!"

Murakami Nin and his junior brother yelled at the same time, and the two raised their swords and rushed towards Zhang Yang.

At this time, Zhang Daguan Ren did not rush forward, but turned around and ran backward. Logically speaking, Zhang Daguan Ren was not the one who escaped at the last minute. How could he take two oriental knives seriously?

Zhang Daguanren didn't like to take advantage of others, but he didn't want to suffer any losses. He ran over to the kitchen knife on the old locust tree. But his running caused misunderstandings among others. Others thought that Zhang Yang was scared by the Eastern Sword. On the battlefield, morale was an extremely critical factor. The momentum of Ma Yonggang and his group had already dropped to the lowest point, but when they saw Zhang Yang turn around and run, their morale was instantly aroused again. Even Ma Yonggang got up, picked up an iron stick and yelled and rushed forward. Today, he was beaten too cowardly by Zhang Yang. He wanted to take this opportunity to gain some face and use the iron stick to smash a few big bags on Zhang Yang's head to relieve his hatred.

Zhang Daguan Ren had successfully arrived next to the old locust tree and pulled out the kitchen knife that was deeply inserted into the old locust tree! Zhang Yang held the knife in his hand, his expression on his face seemed to be a smile, standing under the old locust tree, facing the rising red sun, at this time, the sky was full of rays of rays. Zhang Daguan Ren roared, majestic and murderous intent, and this roar made the leaves on the old locust tree fall like raindrops.

The hardcover man who had more than a hundred holes rushed towards Zhang Yang was also frightened by Zhang Yang's roar. After a moment of stunnedness, he rushed towards Zhang Yang together. The first ones were still the two brothers of Murakami Nin.

Murakami Nin was the first to come to Zhang Yang, and the samurai sword was slashed at Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang saw it clearly. Although the oriental sword was so cold that it was intimidating, it was not a blade. Zhang Yang raised the kitchen knife in his hand and held it! The future sword was shaken away. Only when the real sword and gun fought hard with Zhang Yang, can he know how powerful Zhang Yang's arms were. The samurai sword in Murakami Nin could not hold it at once and flew out. The group of people saw Zhang Yang's sword knocking Murakami Nin's sword away with just one knife. The oriental sword flew to a height of more than ten meters in the air. If it fell down and hit it on the head, it would be great. The ground would immediately disperse.

Murakami Nin's junior brother also swung his sword to kill him. He was even more miserable. Before he could do his movements, he was kicked to the south wall by Zhang Yang. At this time, the oriental knife that had just been shaken off just fell to Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang used a kitchen knife to slap the oriental knife on the oriental knife. The oriental knife flew forward like a sharp sword away from the string. Ma Yonggang had retreated to the wall at this time. Suddenly, he watched the oriental knife fly towards him, and stayed there like a wooden chicken. The oriental knife flew against his ears and was deeply nailed into the wall behind him. The blade penetrated into the brick wall, and the powder flew away, and the remaining momentum was endless.

Murakami Nin realized that he was not the one who was the one who was under the same army. Now the sword was gone again. For a moment, he didn't know whether to leave or stay. Zhang Yang sneered and approached him, swung the knife to slash at Murakami Nin. Murakami Nin subconsciously shrank his head. Zhang Yang was fake. Seeing him escape, the blade changed, and the kitchen knife slapped Murakami Nin's face. I had to admire Zhang Daguan's skill in slapping people. Even if he used the kitchen knife, the sound of the slapping was shocking and the ghosts were sobbing that it made half of Murakami Nin's face swollen.

After the fight, Zhang Yang roared and rushed into the crowd like a tiger going down the mountain. Although there were many people coming from Ma Yonggang, he was already scared by Zhang Yang's strong performance. Zhang Yang was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. These people didn't even have the idea of ​​resisting. They just hated that their parents gave birth to two legs and ran away if they were scattered. As long as they were met by Zhang Yang, they would be lit at the least, and if they were dislocated, they would be dislocated. In a while, more than thirty people had fallen in the yard of the Beijing Office, and the wails and screams were connected.

Zhang Yang chased him to the gate and stopped, nodded to Ma Yonggang who was staying there and said, "Call Zhong Xinmin!"

Ma Yonggang looked at the scene in front of him and was shocked and scared. He asked himself that he was a veteran who had been in the battlefield for a long time and had never seen a ruthless character. But when he saw Zhang Yang's performance today, he was convinced. In fact, Ma Yonggang was still ready for this time. He had heard that the disciples of the Bagua Sect fell in love with Zhang Yang, but he was not clear about the specific situation. The Bagua Sect has a high status in the martial arts world in the capital city, and they will not promote such things everywhere. Therefore, some versions known to the outside world have mostly defeated several disciples of the Bagua Sect. However, he did not know that Zhang Yang had defeated dozens of disciples of the Bagua Sect with his own strength. Ma Yonggang called Ren Changyuan and Murakami Ninja helpers to besiege him. In fact, he did not fully estimate Zhang Yang's ability.

Ma Yonggang came here with a determined desire to win, but he didn't expect that he would lose so badly.

Zhang Yang said: "I don't make things difficult for you, you are just an accomplice. Now call Zhong Xinmin immediately."

Ma Yonggang bit his lip and finally surrendered. He picked up his cell phone and called Zhong Xinmin. After the phone was connected, he handed the cell phone to Zhang Yang.

After answering the phone, Zhong Xinmin immediately said, "How is it? Everyone has left?"

Zhang Yang said: "Zhong Xinmin, I am Zhang Yang!"

Zhong Xinmin was stunned. He frowned. An ominous feeling surged in his heart. The phone number was obviously Ma Yonggang's, so why could it be Zhang Yang's words? He laughed and said, "Who? I don't seem to know you."

Zhang Yang said: "You are a man after all, and you are a little famous in the capital. Don't be afraid of trouble if you cause trouble. Don't pretend to behave. I've driven all the people you sent out. If you want to take over the house, you can do it yourself!"

Zhong Xinmin said: "What do you mean? That house was originally from our Beijing North Company. I tell you to move as soon as possible, otherwise I will sue you in court."

"Whatever, Zhong Xinmin, I will tell you to consider your own weight. I will give you a day to consider. You can decide what to do!" After Zhang Yang said that, he hung up the phone and threw the phone to Ma Yonggang: "Get out immediately with your people!"

Ma Yonggang and his group came with great majestic momentum, but when they left, they were defeated. As soon as the people here left, a sirens sounded outside. Zhang Yang was no longer surprised by this. He walked out of the gate of the Beijing Office, looked outside and defended Xiao Feng. Chef Lao Jiang stood outside with a grimace, Wu Ming, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. In fact, neither of them wanted to support Wu Ming, and there was a smell of stinking shit on his body.

Wu Ming looked at Zhang Yang, his expression on his face was extremely complicated, but he was envious and jealous. All kinds of feelings were intertwined. He envied Zhang Yang's good skills, and jealousy was once again in the limelight, hating that he had no ability. People were so angry that he was so angry that Wu Ming himself disliked himself for losing his share. But Zhang Yang said with great concern: "Deputy Secretary Wu, hurry up and take a good bath and change his clothes."

In front of Xiao Feng and Lao Jiang, Wu Ming wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. Without even saying a word, he broke free from the support of the two of them and fled to the Beijing Office in a panic.

Although Xiao Feng and Lao Jiang did not see the heroic scene where Zhang Yang was a man of the guards, they could already imagine the majestic appearance of Zhang Daren just now from the embarrassing appearance of Ma Yonggang's group of people fled in a hurry. The two looked at Zhang Yang with respect, and they defeated more than 100 people on their own, and were a Sino-foreign alliance. Such a force value was not uncommon.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Are you not injured?"
To be continued...