Chapter 959

Ten minutes passed quickly.

In the private room, Boss Gong's breath became weaker and weaker. Zhu Zhiyun also proposed to send Boss Gong to the hospital, but was coldly rejected by Cui Zhengxiong.

In his eyes, the life of Boss Gong, a small follower, was worthless. Besides, he wanted to kill Ye Xiao and Zhu Zhiyun, so how could he care about Zhu Zhiyun's bodyguard.

Zhu Zhiyun had no choice but to pray that Ye Xiao would come and really defeat the old man from South Korea and save Boss Gong.

Just as Zhu Zhiyun was nervously expecting, Cui Zhengxiong and Jin Qishan were waiting confidently, the door of the private room was pushed open.

When they saw the person clearly, Zhu Zhiyun and Mei Xiaoman could not hide their joy.

Cui Zhengxiong's eyes were full of gloom and teasing. In his opinion, Ye Xiao was here to die.

Jin Qishan also raised his eyes lightly and glanced at Ye Xiao with a little curiosity.

Before agreeing to Cui Zhengxiong to deal with Ye Xiao and Zhu Zhiyun, she also learned about Ye Xiao through the contacts of March Group in Gangcheng, and knew some of Ye Xiao's deeds after he came to Gangcheng.

Jin Qishan was also quite interested in Ye Xiao, who was both the chairman of Tianye Group and the president of Gangcheng Wuji Association.

But she was only curious about Ye Xiao, and she didn't have any fear of him.

Sitting next to her was one of the best masters in South Korea. In terms of martial arts status, this man was the founder of a school. Could he not suppress a young man in his twenties?

At this time, the old man from South Korea was also looking at Ye Xiao. Ordinary warriors couldn't see Ye Xiao's skills, but he couldn't hide it from him.

Twenty-year-old seeing a god?

It's really rare!

The old man from South Korea slowly narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of light instantly shot out of his dim eyes. For a warrior like Boss Gong, if it weren't for the hatred of his disciples, he would have disdained to take action.

But for Ye Xiao, he really wanted to fight him.

After entering, Ye Xiao's eyes swept through everyone in the private room.

Seeing Zhu Zhiyun with scars on his face, he felt pity and heartache, and the murderous aura on his body instantly burned uncontrollably, and his eyes instantly condensed into two frost swords, shooting straight at Cui Zhengxiong.

But when he saw Boss Gong, he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​killing Cui Zhengxiong instantly.

He took a step and came to Boss Gong, then flicked his fingers, and several ghost gate gold needles flew out and pierced the acupuncture points on Boss Gong's body, temporarily stopping Boss Gong's injuries.

On the other side, Cui Zhengxiong, who was just swept by Ye Xiao's eyes, suddenly had his eyelids twitching, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Ye Xiao's eyes gave him the feeling of the gaze of the god of death, and he was so scared that he hurriedly moved his wheelchair and retreated to the front of the South Korean old man to prevent being killed by Ye Xiao suddenly.

Zhu Zhiyun and Mei Xiaoman came to Ye Xiao's side at this time, and neither of them disturbed Ye Xiao from treating Boss Gong.

At this moment, the two parties, who were as hostile as fire and water, became quiet at the same time, and the private room fell into a wonderful atmosphere, like the tranquility before the storm.

About two minutes later, Ye Xiao stood up.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched Zhu Zhiyun's slapped cheek, "Zhiyun, wait for me for a while, it won't be long before I let the person who bullied you use his dog life to atone for his sins."

Although Ye Xiao's words were murderous, to Zhu Zhiyun, they were more gentle than Ye Xiao's hand touching her cheek.

"Well! I'll wait for you!"

At this moment, Zhu Zhiyun no longer doubted that Ye Xiao was no match for the South Korean old man.

She believed that Ye Xiao would be her most reliable barrier as he had done many times before, and would trample all enemies under his feet.

After saying that, Ye Xiao took a step forward and swept towards Cui Zhengxiong and Jin Qishan again, and finally stopped at the South Korean old man.

"You, come out!"

The South Korean old man could sense Ye Xiao's strength, so why couldn't Ye Xiao sense this man's realm?

He knew that if he wanted to solve Cui Zhengxiong, he had to defeat this man first, so there was nothing to say, just fight.

The South Korean old man had a sneer on his face, and he was thinking the same thing. After hearing this, he immediately wanted to stand up and fight, but at this time, Jin Qishan on the side spoke up.

"President Ye, don't you want to talk anymore?"

"Mr. Quan, you are one of the pillars of the martial arts world in South Korea. If he takes action, your life or death will be in jeopardy. Would President Ye be willing to give up your current power and status?"

Jin Qishan said this, of course, not out of admiration for Ye Xiao. Just like when she pretended to persuade Zhu Zhiyun at the beginning, she also had her own calculations and wanted to maximize her personal interests.

If Ye Xiao, who is a leader in the martial arts world and business world of Dragon Country, can be allowed to, there are people of certain weight, who turn to work for her, and her position in March Group will naturally be more stable.

"Haha!" Ye Xiao sneered contemptuously, "When you stand on Cui Zhengxiong's side, there is nothing to talk about between us."

"You care about power and status, right! I can tell you clearly that as long as you become my enemy, both of them will be just passing clouds for you."

"Because you won't live to enjoy it."

Hearing this, Jin Qishan pursed her scarlet lips slightly, bringing a touch of extreme mockery.

"Okay, since President Ye doesn't listen to advice and insists on dying, I won't force it."

"Old Quan, let go and fight! Don't worry about what will happen if you kill this person!" Jin Qishan said indifferently.

Even if Ye Xiao is the helmsman of one of the three major factions in Gangcheng, she is not afraid of the consequences of killing Ye Xiao, because she has the March Group behind her. Not to mention in Gangcheng, even in the capital of Longguo, no one dares to touch her.

"Miss Jin, just wait and see! I will satisfy you." The South Korean old man said with a smile.

After that, he stood up and walked towards Ye Xiao without looking away.

He came to Ye Xiao and stood five steps in front of him, then clasped his fists to Ye Xiao, "South Korea, the founder of Longshu Taekwondo, Quan Shengzhi."

Ye Xiao also clasped his fists lightly, but did not report his name like the South Korean old man, just uttered a word indifferently.

"Please!"

Clap your fists is a basic courtesy, but Ye Xiao is not used to talking too much with someone who is destined to die in his hands.

Seeing Ye Xiao so arrogant in front of the South Korean old man, Cui Zhengxiong couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"Wait! Mr. Ye, today is your death day, but I won't let you die easily. I will break your arms and legs in a while, so that you can watch with your own eyes how I make love with Zhu Zhiyun."

The South Korean old man was also somewhat dissatisfied with Ye Xiao's contempt for him. At the moment when Ye Xiao's voice fell, the South Korean old man immediately moved his blood to his chest and abdomen, and then his center of gravity suddenly leaned forward, like a sawed tree leaning forward.

At the same time, he raised his right foot, and just as his foot was about to land, his foot seemed to slip suddenly in the air, and he suddenly pulled it back and kicked the ground quickly.

With this kick, his body shot out like an arrow from a string.