After Zhan Lele helped Teng Weixiang solve a problem in front of him, he and Teng Weixiang drove towards the company. However, on the way back, a large truck suddenly hit Teng Weixiang's car.
"Mr. Teng, be careful!" Zhan Lele shouted loudly at Teng Weixiang.
Teng Weixiang also frowned and quickly turned the steering wheel and turned the car to the side.
However, before Teng Weixiang could react quickly, his car was still hit by the oncoming large truck. Then it shook violently and rolled over to one side.
With a crash, the black luxury car was knocked to the ground.[
At the same time, Teng Weixiang and Zhan Lele jumped out of the car immediately.
Just as the two of them were taking a breath and rejoicing, they saw the large truck in front of them suddenly stop, and then the door of the truck opened, and six or seven big men holding steel rods jumped out.
Zhan Lele's expression changed, and he quickly stood in front of Teng Weixiang and said: "Mr. Teng, run quickly, let me block these people!"
Teng Weixiang's face also changed slightly, but he snorted coldly: "I, Teng Weixiang, have never run away. If I wanted to run away, it would be someone else!" As he said that, Teng Weixiang's right sleeve flicked, and then a pocket pistol made of ivory appeared in front of him.
in hands.
There were two bangs, and the two big men with sticks were shot and fell to the ground.
Other big men had already rushed in front of Teng Weixiang and Zhan Lele, swung the steel rods in their hands and hit them at them.
In a close combat, Zhan Lele's flying body was of no use at all, even more so than his strength, so he had to use his small and flexible body skills to fight these big men.
Teng Weixiang's manpower was also limited. After knocking down several big men, his manpower was exhausted.
"Damn it!" With a cold snort, Teng Weixiang threw away the gun, reached out and grabbed a big man's arm, then pulled him forward and kicked him in the abdomen.
"Ah..." The big man screamed in pain and fell to his knees.
The other big men made a slight gesture, and then attacked Teng Weixiang crazily again.
Because Zhan Lele's body is small and flexible, he is fighting with a bald man.
One moment he got into the car, and the next moment he came out again, it was hard to figure out.
"You little man, come out quickly!" The bald man saw that Zhan Lele was as nimble as a cat, and he yelled angrily.
Zhan Lele, however, ducked down to avoid the bear hug of the bald man, slipped under his legs, and then kicked the man in the legs, immediately removing his fighting power.
"Uh-huh~" The big man's vitality was attacked, and he immediately fell to his knees and made a high-pitched voice, like a eunuch.
Zhan Lele clicked his tongue and said loudly: "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it. You should be glad that I didn't kill you."
Xia Zixuan once said to Zhan Lele that when encountering a life-and-death battle, there are no rules. If you don't kill the opponent, the opponent will kill you. As long as the opponent can be eliminated as soon as possible, that is
good idea.
After Zhan Lele got rid of the bald man, he immediately regained his freedom, and then saw five big men surrounding Teng Weixiang to attack.[
And even if Teng Weixiang could fight again, he would still be stretched thin at this time and faced difficulties.
"Mr. Teng, lower your body!" Zhan Lele shouted to Teng Weixiang.
Teng Weixiang was startled, and then lowered his body.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of a strong wind tearing through the air was heard, and then two big men with sticks were seen falling to the ground, with a dagger nailed to each of their shoulders.
Teng Weixiang was overjoyed. While the other three big men were attacking, he stood up suddenly, raised his fists and struck the two big men on the chin.
The two big men didn't pay attention for a moment. They only felt a sharp blow on the chin, and then their eyes went dark, and then they fainted and fell to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen big men were eliminated by Teng Weixiang and Zhan Lele, leaving only one big man holding a big stick.
He was completely frightened. Just now there was a crowd of people, but now he was the only one left. His companions all fell to the ground in pain, shouting in pain.
"Tell me, who sent you here?!" Teng Weixiang stepped towards the big man holding a stick and asked coldly.
The big man holding the stick turned pale with fright and quickly turned around to run away.
After a few steps, he stopped and saw Zhan Lele standing behind him at some point.
A dazzling flying knife was played in Zhan Lele's hand.
"Tell me quickly, who sent you to kill Mr. Teng, otherwise, I want you to taste the power of my Zhan family's flying knife!" Zhan Lele threatened coldly towards the big man holding the stick.
The big man with the stick fell to his knees with a bang and shouted: "It's not me, it's not me. We just take people's money to do things for them. We don't know who they are. Please let me go. I'll go up."
There are old people and young people..."
"Get out!" Teng Weixiang shouted coldly at the big man who fell to the ground when he saw that these people were a group that was paid to do things for others and could not get any information from him.
Zhan Le was happy to see that Teng Weixiang wanted to let the big man with the stick go, and quickly advised: "Mr. Teng, you can't let him go!"
But Teng Weixiang smiled and said: "It's useless. They also collect money from people to help others to eliminate disasters. Even if they force him, he can't say anything." Then Teng Weixiang shouted to the big man who was still stunned.
: "Why don't you get out of here, do you want me to call the police?!"
"Yes, yes!" The big man was so frightened that he quickly turned around and ran away.
"Stop!" Zhan Lele shouted to the big man to stop again.
The big man turned purple with fright. He looked at Zhan Lele and said, "Brother, you...what else can you do?!"
Zhan Lele pointed at the big men lying on the ground, stared at him coldly, and said: "These people are all your companions, are you just going to abandon them like this?!"
The big man quickly shook his head, then picked up a big man who fell beside him and carried him towards the truck.[
Then he ran back to help his other companions.
At this moment, a white Porsche sedan drove over quickly.
Before the car stopped, Wu Zhaochen jumped out of the car, looked at the big man lying on the ground, quickly ran to Teng Weixiang, and asked with concern: "Wei Xiang, are you okay?!"
Teng Weixiang smiled and said: "It's okay, I just suffered a minor injury. By the way, Zhaochen, why did you come here?"
"Shortly after you left, I heard gunshots coming from here. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I hurried over to take a look." Wu Zhaochen looked at the groaning men lying on the ground and couldn't help asking: "They are all
Who are these people and why are they attacking you?"
Teng Weixiang shook his head: "I don't know, maybe they are some gangsters. Anyway, we can't get any clues about the person behind the scenes from them."
"Mr. Teng, your hand is bleeding, you'd better go to the hospital to bandage it as soon as possible." Zhan Lele reminded him when he saw that the back of Teng Weixiang's hand was bruised and swollen, and his fingers were bleeding.
When Wu Zhaochen saw the injury on the back of Teng Weixiang's hand, he immediately glared at Zhan Lele and shouted: "How on earth do you, a little bodyguard, protect people? Didn't you say that you are a disciple of Han Bing? Why did Mr. Teng get injured one after another?!
"
Wu Zhaochen's concern for Teng Weixiang has always been extremely genuine. Even if Teng Weixiang was slightly injured, she would be scolded by Wu Zhaochen.
Zhan Lele had something to say. After all, she was now a bodyguard, so it was naturally embarrassing for her to have her employer injured.
Teng Weixiang stopped Wu Zhaochen from scolding him and said with a smile: "Zhaochen, that's enough. Fortunately, Mr. Zhan is here this time, otherwise we would really be in trouble."
Seeing Teng Weixiang helping Zhan Lele speak, Wu Zhaochen let Zhan Lele go and quickly said to Teng Weixiang: "Wei Xiang, let's go, I will take you to bandage the wound first. This is not the way to go."
Although a little embarrassed, Zhan Lele still got into Wu Zhaochen's car. After all, she was Teng Weixiang's bodyguard. She had to be where Teng Weixiang was.
Shortly after Teng Weixiang and Wu Zhaochen left, a man wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses and a mask jumped out of the cab of the truck.
He ignored the injured men and came to the place where Teng Weixiang had fought with the men.
He bent down and picked up the ivory pocket pistol from the grass with his leather-gloved hands.
"Huh!" With a cold snort, the man in trench coat put the ivory pistol into his pocket, turned around and disappeared into the woods.
Longxiang International, President's Office.
After helping Teng Weixiang bandage the injury on the back of his hand, Wu Zhaochen sat on the swivel chair opposite Teng Weixiang and began to scold Zhan Lele again.
"If you don't want to be a bodyguard anymore, you can resign immediately!" Wu Zhaochen seemed to particularly like scolding Zhan Lele, and he did so endlessly from the beginning, as if he was venting his anger.
Zhan Lele stood there, letting him feel frustrated, but said fiercely in her heart: "Well, you Wu Zhaochen, you are so mother-in-law, you are not tired after scolding me for so long, I will tell my senior sister later, let her
I’ll repair you well in the martial arts gym!”
"Okay, Zhaochen, let's put this matter aside for now. Have the villagers on the purchased land been resettled?" Teng Weixiang asked, still concerned about the settlement of the villagers on the purchased land.
Wu Zhaochen nodded and said with a smile: "Everything has been arranged, the funds and housing materials have been in place, and the place they live in now is much better than the previous place."
"That's good. As long as they settle down, our project can officially start." Teng Weixiang touched the information in front of him with his bandaged hand, and then found that Zhan Lele was walking outside: "Mr. Zhan, you
Where are we going?"
Zhan Lele wanted to sneak out, but he was discovered by Teng Weixiang and said quickly: "Mr. Teng, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I want to go for a while."
"Huh, lazy people really have a lot of problems!" Wu Zhaochen said angrily.
Zhan Lele hated Wu Zhaochen so much that he sneered secretly in his heart: Wu Zhaochen, you are dead this time!