The other party actually only had one billion words, and even if he was determined to be a thief, he would be a thief.

How did this guy know my phone number?

Moreover, he dared to call to blackmail himself?

Of course, as an experienced special forces king, Long Qi could tell the authenticity of the video at a glance.

That was the scene taken by the hidden camera on the assailant at that time.

If this guy was not one of the murderers at that time, he would be the leader of the planner.

So, is this a trap?

Whether it is a trap or not, Long Qi wants to meet this guy for a while.

He hung up the phone and was about to clean up and go out when he saw Xia Lan appearing at the door in a home suit, looking at him with concern.

Long Qi laughed and said:

"Xiao Lanlan, are you going to be ready to seduce me?"

“What’s going on outside now?”

Xia Lan was not in the mood to joke, and walked in with a cup of hot milk and handed it to Long Qi calmly. She probably heard something at the door.

"No one expected it to turn out like this. I'm waiting to see what cards the other party has."

Long Qi took the milk, drank it in one sip, and smiled coldly:

"What Fang Jianguo is best at is playing tricks. I want to see what other methods he can do."

"What about you? Are you ready?"

Xia Lan was a little worried. When she took the cup, she was like a little wife, who reached out to help Long Qi sort out her clothes.

There was a hint of resentment in Long Qi's eyes. Seeing him like this, Xia Lan reached out and rubbed his eyebrows gently.

After being rubbed by her gentle little hands, Qi Ge suddenly felt that the hostility in his heart had dissipated halfway.

Holding Mr. Xia's little hand, Long Qi comforted and said:

"Don't worry, it's okay. Whether it's Fang Jianguo, Zhu Shihai, or the Fang and Zhu families join forces, just come. Be good, stay at home, I'll go out now."

Long Qi cleaned up briefly and quietly left the door.

At this time, Zhu Shihai was crossing his legs with a gloomy face and said to a young man in front of him:

“Are you ready?”

This young man is a confidant around Zhu Shihai and a disciple of a second-rate family in the inner city. This family was built by the Zhu family and is equivalent to a vassal of the Zhu family.

"Young Master, don't worry, this time, the person selected by Mr. Zhu himself is said to be a master of the Huo family in Tianjin. There are a total of twenty DD-level experts. It is easy to destroy a Tai Chi Taoist temple."

Zhu Shihai nodded, pondered for a while, then picked up a box of white-skinned cigarettes from the coffee table in front of him and took out one.

This kind of white-skinned cigarette is a top-notch product specially supplied to the inner city. It is much more expensive than the so-called sky-high cigarettes sold on the market. It is simply a product that even if you have money, you can't buy it.

There are several types of special cigarettes. Those who are qualified to smoke this special cigarette will undoubtedly be counted with both hands in the entire inner city.

Seeing Zhu Shihai going to smoke, the young man immediately took out a custom-made platinum version of Du Peng lighter from his body and lit it respectfully for him.

Zhu Shihai took a deep breath, then spurted two white smoke from his nose, and said with a sneer:

"Okay, after today, tomorrow will be his Long Qi's death. It depends on who can protect him. You must not make any mistakes in this matter. If you do it well, I will have a lot of rewards. In the future, you will definitely let you inherit the family."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint you, Mr.."

The young man was surprised and happy. He had not received such a big promise in Zhu Shihai's mouth.

"What did Zhu Shen say?"

Zhu Shen is one of the four princes of the Hongmen, the son of the Western King Zhu Qing, and the heir of the Zhu family. His status is second only to Ao Long, but his influence and real power within the Hongmen are far inferior to Ao Long.

Ao Long is the deputy leader of the Zhengtang, holding the power of life and death of hundreds of thousands of gangs, but Zhu Shen did not have a position in the sect and was just the heir of the Western King.

"Young Master Zhu didn't say anything, but he asked me to bring you a word."

"explain."

"Young Master Zhu said, please don't forget the agreement between you and him, otherwise...!"

Zhu Shihai smiled and waved:

"Go."

The young man immediately quietly retreated.

At nine o'clock that night, the Tai Chi Gymnasium opened at the entrance of several universities in Beijing were all attacked.

Almost blown away, the so-called Taekwondo master ranked 38th in the world, Kim Cheol-chung was so scared that he was so scared that he was pissed off.

Ten big men dressed in black clothes and covered with black cloth on their faces, rushed down from a minibus without a license plate. They didn't wear any weapons in their hands, and broke the door with their fists a few punches, and then hit them as soon as they saw them.

Jin Zhezhong had only time to meet the other person, but was kicked in the chest by the other person.

This kick was like a huge rock hitting his chest. Jin Zhezhong felt seven or eight of his ribs broken, and there was a ball of explosives exploding on his chest.

He flew out in an instant, and the broken glass left more than ten deep scratches on him.

"What are you...Smitha!"

There are more than 50 Koreans in the Tai Chi Gym. They are all fake and shoddy masters. They can pretend to be teachers if they can use three-legged cat kung fu. They are hired by Kim Cheol-chung from China.

Originally, the incident of Park Yong-soo being beaten caused a huge sensation in the Tai Chi Gym. These masters were like chicken blood being injected all day long, wandering around Qingcheng Entertainment every day, hoping to find an opportunity to take revenge.

This is done.

"Help...Smida!"

"No...Smida!"

"I'm not a Korean Smith...!"

"I'm really just a student, Smitha!"

Amid the wailing sounds, ten men in black attacked like the wind, and they dealt with everyone in less than ten minutes.

"Damn, with this little bit of three-legged kung fu, you dare to open a martial arts school in the capital?"

The men in black who took action gritted their teeth and shouted:

"Do you dare to wander around Mr. Long's company?"

"I really deserve a beating for something to seek death."

The person who led the lead saw that it was almost done, raised his arms and shouted loudly:

"Brothers, let it go!"

Ten people came and went like the wind, rushed out directly, got into the car and left.

Director Jin was so scared that he was urinating, and his bones were broken. He was so painful that he screamed like a pig and howled:

"Call the police, call Smithda!"

The police arrived very quickly. Bai Yun personally led the Municipal Bureau’s serious crime team to dispatch and quickly retrieved the surveillance camera on the scene, while the injured were sent to the hospital.

More than a dozen ambulances went back and forth three times before they sent all the Koreans with broken arms and legs on the ground away.

After receiving the call, the military officer of the Korean embassy was so angry that he was smoking from his seven orifices. He immediately drove over at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour, and five or six red lights were running on the road in succession.

The military officer was obviously familiar with this Tai Chi Gym. He saw police cars lined up here from a distance, and the ambulance police lights were even more dazzling.
Chapter completed!