In a villa where Shangxing Caibang temporarily settled.
Park Yongzhen, the number one player in Taekwondo in the country, sat cross-legged on the futon and listened carefully.
Although Li Daxing looked ugly, he tried his best to recall the whole process he saw and narrated the matter.
In front of Park Yongjin, he dared not make any guesses. He said more about facts and did not allow any emotion in his words.
Park Yongzhen, who was sitting cross-legged, was like a clay sculpture and said nothing.
At the moment when Li Daxing was about to run out of his patience, Park Yongzhen's eyes opened slightly and he narrowed his eyes and said, "According to your words, we, Prince Ye, are we, Ye, a great master himself?"
"That's right, and I think the Three Taekwondo Saints invited by An Zai Shi have a high probability of falling into his hands."
After hesitating for a while, Li Daxing still said this sentence.
"Well, there is a great possibility that this is the case. It's a pity that the bodies were destroyed. Otherwise, I could have analyzed one or two of them from this..."
"However, just a little guy with no hair grows all over his body. How powerful can he be?"
"If he had been so powerful, he would have become famous around the world long ago. How could he be so nameless..."
Park Yongjin spoke lightly, like a great master evaluating his juniors.
Hearing Park Yongjin's confident and calm tone, Li Daxing looked slightly happy and said, "According to the gentleman's words, this boy will not be your opponent, right?"
A hint of anger flashed across Park Yongjin's face, but he still said lightly: "He can walk three moves from my hands, and I, Park Yongjin, write the three words in my words, upside down!"
Upon hearing this, Li Daxing was overjoyed.
"Sir, please ask for instructions on how to act next!"
Park Yongjin said lightly: "Did you just say that Tianri Group is going to go public?"
"yes!"
Li Daxing was slightly stunned. What does it matter?
Park Yongjin's face showed a vicious look and said, "The group's listing is a big deal!"
"What do you think, let this auspicious day, beautiful scenery become Ye Hao's death day?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Li Daxing's mouth: "It's still the sir who is far-sighted, it's really the most interesting."
Park Yongzhen continued to say lightly: "Use all our energy in Daxia to completely ban Ye Hao and ban Tianri Group!"
"The day I want him to go public is gone!"
"I want our Prince Ye to completely die on this day at its peak!"
"I will send him on my way!"
A look of ecstasy appeared on Li Daxing's face. Park Yongjin said this, which also means that Ye Hao's death day is already destined.
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at the same time.
At Yangcheng International Airport, several Rolls-Royce with Port City license plates were parked in a special parking space.
Guo Yingzi leaned against the body of the car and squinted her eyes at the special plane that had just taken off.
Bai Murong's condition is very serious. Although he is temporarily stable at this moment, he has no way to undergo surgery. He has to send him to the Demon City or Yanjing for medical treatment.
Of course, the Dragon Prison will arrange the matter here, and it is not the turn of Guo Yingzi to have a headache.
But watching this scene, Guo Yingzi took out a cigar, slowly cut it off, and ignited it casually.
"What? Our Young Master Guo has a headache?"
The back seat of the Rolls-Royce on one side was opened, and Zhen Long, with white hair, sat there crossed his legs.
The angle he sat was extremely clever. No one except Guo Yingzi could see him from a distance.
But it was just a simple move. One of the Sixth Crowns of the Demon City exuded an unspeakable aura.