The son-in-law of the female president

"Who... who's talking?" The little secretary looked around nervously, but found no one, and hugged herself unconsciously, sweating a lot on her back.

I thought I saw a ghost in broad daylight, but there was a voice in my heart even though there was no one around.

Zheng Xilei said unexpectedly:

"You heard that too?"

The little secretary looked up in shock, and after exchanging glances with Zheng Xilei, the two subconsciously looked towards the villa.

Zheng Xilei smiled bitterly and said:

"I almost forgot, it was the voice of the little real person, let's go in."

With boundless curiosity on his face, the little secretary raised his legs and stepped into this super luxurious hilltop villa, guessing in a trance.

What kind of person can live in this kind of villa.

It turned out to be a big surprise, the little secretary was speechless, the owner of this villa was too ordinary, so ordinary that there was nothing dazzling about him.

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At this moment, Jinling was already in a state of shock. Countless people raised their heads and opened their eyes, turning their gazes to the banks of Yulong Bay and Baili Linjiang.

Chen Baijue, an overseas real person, made an appointment to fight against the little real person in Jinling and Baili Linjiang.

This news, like growing wings, spread more and more widely, and more and more people knew about it.

Even from Chuzhou near Jinling, people drove here after hearing the news.

Countless people gathered, intending to witness this scene that would be recorded in the history of Jinling Martial Arts.

In fact, Jinling warriors are very rare.

Except for Master Chen whom Jiang Tong had met with Li Dafu, and Lin Shitong's master and apprentice, Jiang Tong had never seen anyone else.

One day before the agreed time, yachts shuttled by the banks of Yulong Bay, and a large number of people wandered along the river, quietly waiting for the decisive battle to come.

"Hmph, what a real person, what a decisive battle in Linjiang. I don't think the fight started, and they were thrown into prison for the reason of fighting and assaulting each other."

A rich second generation who came out with his elders sneered, thinking that the so-called duel was just renting a yacht in Linjiang, and two people fighting each other shirtless.

Such fights are not as entertaining as WWE, UFC, Octagonal Cage, and underground arenas.After all, such a ring is full of punches to the flesh, primitive violence, and full of powerful aesthetics.

For some young people in their early 20s, the joy of life and death is most sought after.

"Yeah, I really don't understand my old man, who is already old. After hearing the news, he insisted on coming to see it despite his family's obstruction."

A gorgeously dressed girl was dissatisfied and complained. Not long ago, she rented a yacht, dragged a few friends with her, and had a party all night. She didn't care about the decisive battle.

More people have never heard of Martial Daoist. They only learned about it from other people, and they followed their friends to watch it because of their curiosity.

"Martial Daoist, listening to this name, it's like the gangsters boasting to each other. This one is called Master Huang, and that one is called Master Zhang. They must be liars, right?"

Even many of the older generation who were dragged here by their friends were full of doubts. The decisive battle at Linjiang was simply absurd.

"If you punched me and kicked me at the scene, just like those clowns active in the palace, the joke would be a big one."

Everyone talked a lot, but no matter what they said, none of the dozen or so yachts moored at Yulong Bay left.

In the end, because the incident was too big, the Jinling office even dispatched hundreds of people to seal off the entire Linjiang, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

Those who can come and go freely are all of status, and they are considered top in Jinling.

On a luxury cruise ship, Gu Wanqing, who was wearing a tight black dress and a British lady's cap, moved her two slender and round thighs, walked up to an old man, and asked curiously:

"Three days have passed, Grandpa, do you think the little real person will fight?"

Mr. Gu sat firmly on the bow of the boat, unmoved by the wind, like a rock, dressed in a white robe, and looked at Linjiang ten miles away.

A pair of eyes, as if traveling through an endless distance, cast somewhere.

He said in a deep voice, "Chen Baijue was well-known in Southeast Asia as early as ten years ago. It is said that he is a master of wind blades. He once killed several adult wild elephants with his bare hands."

Gu Wanqing was silent, her heart was shocked, and she knew that even the number one ancient muay thai master in South Asia was chopped to death by his palm.

Regardless of qualifications, prestige, and age, they are far superior to Jiang Tong.

As a martial artist from a family of martial arts, Gu Wanqing knows very well that the older a martial artist is, the more pure his internal energy is.

On one side is the precipitation of decades, and on the other side is a child under 30 years old.

She sat down slowly, looked at the patrol yachts passing by on the river, frowned and said, "This section of Linjiang was sealed by you?"

Old Gu nodded:
"The two real practitioners practiced the law, and it spread, and the impact was too great. During this period, the Linjiang Bridge will be temporarily closed under the pretext of maintenance and construction."

After practicing Jiang Tong's revised version of Gu's family exercises, Mr. Gu's malaria gradually improved and he returned to his peak.

"Give me another 30 years, and I have the confidence to hit the real world of martial arts"

Gu Lao is full of confidence, and he doesn't look old at all.

While the outside world was in turmoil, a young man, accompanied by Zheng Xilei, walked out from the top of Tianshi Water Garden with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he got in the car, Zheng Xilei said in a cold voice:
"In the past three days, I have prepared a small team, equipped with large-caliber sniper rifles, and ambushed around the little real person and Chen Baijue. If they lose, I will order to shoot!"

With the ability of the Zheng family, it is not surprising to get these things.

Ever since he saw Chen Baijue's skills that night, Zheng Xilei had a clear realization in his heart that those kind of martial arts masters have superb skills, and ordinary firearms can't be used at all.

He made three preparations.

One is Jiang Tong, the other is the gunman ambushing around the decisive battle, and the third is the ticket to leave Huaguo.

In Australia, there is Zheng Xilei's manor there, if the first two methods can't check and balance Chen Baijue, they can only take the best policy.

The world is so big, do you believe that Chen Baijue can still catch up overseas?
Jiang Tong smiled disdainfully, and said calmly:
"A little Chen Baijue, I, Jiang Tong, want to kill him, why do I need gunmen to help?"

Zheng Xilei smiled and stopped talking.

The Mercedes Benz left slowly and soon arrived at the bank of Yulong Bay. All the bigwigs in Jinling waited outside the car to greet them.

Zhou Ziyang was also present, wearing a black windbreaker, full of domineering.Beside him, Patriarch Zhu, Zheng Banling, Yang Qinhu and others were present.

Until now, Zhou Ziyang really realized Jiang Tong's weight and appeal, so many big bosses came here casually.

No matter which one, he used to be the one he looked up to.

"The little real man is here!"

Everyone was smiling and gathered around immediately. No matter what, Jiang Tong was always on Jinling's side.Compared to Chen Baijue, everyone was more willing to stand behind Jiang Tong.

"Hmph, that Chen Baijue is too arrogant, he declared that he would bloodbath the Zheng family, do you really think that no one can control him in this Jinling?"

"That's right, the little real person is now, how arrogant is he?"

Everyone was enthusiastic and shouted non-stop.

In the face of everyone's compliments, Jiang Tong turned a deaf ear and didn't take a word of it to heart.

Knowing these bigwigs, the only thing in awe is his various methods.

If one day, Jiang Tong loses these powers, I'm afraid that these big shots will turn their faces faster than anyone else.

As soon as he got off the car, Jiang Tong raised his head, his eyes passed through the endless void, and stayed on a figure standing steadily on the river.