Among them, the eldest was ranked third on the list of billionaires, and the second was the chief of staff of the military. They were extremely powerful, so Wang Ya and Wang Wenwu had the best relationship and were usually the closest to each other.
"I heard that Ziyi was injured, so I came to take a look." Wang Ya said with a frown.
Wang Wenwu nodded slightly, "You know that kid's background?"
"My Ziping was also injured by that guy. I've investigated his background. He's just a third-year high school student, but he seems to be very close to Chu Tian. I don't know the reason, so I haven't done anything." Wang Ya waved his hand, and his mistress immediately handed over a document.
Wang Wenwu took the document and glanced at it. His eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.
"Chu Tian is not worthy of being on the same level as me. I didn't expect him to kill Yang Laoba, force Yang Laoba to flee Jinling, and unify the forces in the west of the city. Now, he claims to be on par with me. I heard that he hired an expert. Could it be Zhuo Bufan?"
"It should be. With Chu Tian backing him up, he should know martial arts. Otherwise, why would he dare to touch Ziping and Ziyi?" Wang Ya frowned and muttered.
Wang Wenwu narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He snorted, "I've wanted to eat Chu Tian for a long time. This time, I'll chop off one of his arms first. Then, I'll start with this Zhuo Bufan. He actually dared to injure my son."
Hearing Wang Wenwu's words, Wang Ya wanted to say something, but hesitated. He said, "Third Brother, why don't we go see that person?"
"Okay." Wang Wenwu stood up. He had been in the underworld for a long time, and had experienced life and death situations. He had long since honed his ambition. Although he cared about his son, he wouldn't stay here and do nothing like an ordinary person.
The two left the hospital and got into a black SUV, the Audi Q7. The driver was Wang Wenwu's confidant and bodyguard.
"Third Brother, did you really get that guy out?" Wang Ya lowered his voice and asked carefully.
"Yes, I don't know how many connections and how much money I've spent in the past two years. As long as he helps me, it won't be a problem to unify Jinling's underworld. Let's see if Boss and Second Brother still dare to look down on me." Wang Wenwu snorted coldly.
Wang Ya nodded and said, "Third Brother, we have the best relationship in the family in the family. I'll definitely support if Boss and Second Brother are to choose the next clan '."
"Don't worry, as long as I can be the clan leader, you'll definitely benefit from it," Wang Wenwu said indifferently.
The car went straight all the way and finally drove directly onto the national highway. Half an hour later, it actually stopped in front of a large iron gate in the suburbs. The iron gate and the wall were about five or six meters high, and there was also an electric fence on it. The prison gate was painted with the words "No. 13 Prison" in white paint. All the prisoners here were felons. There were two prison guards with Type 92 machine guns standing at the door. The security was tight.
There was only one road in the middle of the prison, and there were forests on both sides, giving people a gloomy feeling.
Suddenly, a small door less than two meters below the prison opened, and a figure stepped out. His eyes were not used to the strong light, and he squinted his eyes.
Only then did Wang Ya see the person clearly. It was actually an old man in his sixties with long black and white hair. He was wearing a prison uniform, and he was relatively short, giving people a very wretched look.
"Third Brother, this guy is the felon of the 924 Gold Shop Robbery Case?"
Wang Wenwu nodded and said, "Pang Bing Jie, nicknamed Blood Blade, was born in 1957 and once went to Nanyang to develop. It seems that at that time, he was apprenticed to a famous overseas master. He only returned in 2000 and has been doing assassination business. In 2003, he committed a serious crime in Nanhai Province. He robbed a gold shop and killed several security guards and two patrol officers. I heard that his kung fu has reached the peak of Clear-strength."
After that, the two of them went down. Wang Wenwu smiled and said, "Mr. Pang, congratulations, you're finally out."
"After staying in there for 14 years, I'm still a little not used to coming out all of a sudden." Pang Bing opened his eyes and looked around blankly. After he finished speaking, he even coughed. He looked like an old man who had a relapse and looked extremely weak.
"Thank you, Wu Ye. Without your help, I'm afraid I would have been buried in the soil. I didn't expect to be able to come out and breathe the outside air in my lifetime." Pang Bing Jie sighed with emotion.
In fact, Pang Bingjie was lucky that year. The prosecution lacked evidence of his murder. Otherwise, he would have been shot long ago. In the end, he was only sentenced to life imprisonment.
"I've already prepared delicious food for you in the hotel. Why don't we talk about it in detail?" Wang Wenwu made a gesture to invite him in.
In the private room of the hotel, there was a table full of rare delicacies.
Wang Wenwu, Wang Ya, and Pang Bing Jie were sitting inside. Behind Wang Wenwu stood a personal bodyguard, who was also his confidant.
Pang Bing Jie looked like a starving ghost. Without even using chopsticks, he directly grabbed the shark fin and bird's nest and stuffed it into his mouth. Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya just frowned, but they had no intention of eating.
"Mr. Pang, it took me a lot of effort to get you out this time. I've used a lot of connections and money. You have to help me according to our original agreement." Wang Wenwu brought up the matter at hand.
Pang Bing Jie ate and said with a smile, "Wu Ye, I don't have a good character. The only good thing about me is that I never go back on my word. This time, I'll help you for three years. After three years, you have to give me a hundred million and help me leave Chidragon to retire abroad."
"A hundred million? That's too much. "The bodyguard standing behind Wang Wenwu snorted in dissatisfaction.
Wang Wenwu didn't say anything to stop him. Obviously, he felt that the bodyguard was taking advantage of him.
"One hundred million isn't much at all. If I help Master Wu, Jinling will be yours in less than three years. By then, I'm afraid that one hundred million will only be a drop in the bucket for you." Pang Bingjie shook his head lightly.
"Even if a hundred million is nothing to Wu Ye, why do you have so much money?" the bodyguard said in disdain.
He had long disliked this old man, who was no different from those sloppy old men on the street. How dare he ask for a hundred million?
"Quan, don't be rude." Wang Wenwu frowned and glanced at the bodyguard behind him. Then he looked at Pang Bing Jie and said, "Mr. Pang's kung fu is unfathomable. You have no right to interrupt him."
Although he said that, Wang Wenwu had only heard about Pang Bing Jie's legend, which was totally different from the image in front of him.
Pang Bing Jie naturally understood that the price depended on the quality. He sneered and touched the glass with his index finger. Then he made a slight hook and the glass suddenly spun and flew to the bodyguard behind Wang Wenwu.
When Ah Quan saw this, he reached out to grab it. To be able to be Wang Wenwu's bodyguard, he naturally had some ability. Not only did he train in close combat every day, but he had also experienced countless bloody battles. The wine glass knocked into his hand, and his expression suddenly changed. A piece of flesh on his palm was instantly scraped off, and the wine glass smashed into the nanmu screen behind him with a bang.
The most amazing thing was that the glass didn't break. Half of it sank into the solid wooden board and only stopped spinning after a while.
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