The son-in-law of the female president

Just when Jiang Tong finished speaking.

Outside the courtyard, a Maserati sedan drove in slowly, and four or five people got off the car.

The leader was in his early twenties, wearing a custom-made Gucci suit, and on his wrist, a Vacheron Constantin anniversary edition with an official price of 28.

The man stood in the center of the crowd, facing the gate of the courtyard, and said with a smile:
"Xiaoyun, you've lost your temper. You've had enough fun. Come back with me."

After a while without answering, the man simply opened the door and led the crowd.

Wang Xiaoyun's complexion was pale:
"Bao Fei, how did you find this place?"

Bao Fei's hair was combed back, his temples were neatly trimmed, and he said calmly, "With my energy, it's naturally easy to find someone."

Obviously, the Bao Fei in front of him was the marriage partner Wang Xiaoyun was talking about.

Jiang Tong turned a blind eye, picked up the wine glass and drank by himself, he couldn't take care of other people's housework if he wanted to.

In fact, Bao Fei ranks first among the younger generation in terms of skills and knowledge, and he is also handsome.

In all aspects, they are far beyond the conditions for a woman to choose a mate.

Because of this, the private life of this man in front of him is very chaotic, and in the past two years, there have been scandals with several young actresses outside the [-]th line.

At that time, he was also published and reported by local newspapers, and he was regarded as a well-known playboy in Chuzhou.

Even because of the wind and snow, an actress was disabled.

Think back on those things.

Wang Xiaoyun raised his head, his gaze was firm:
"Bao Fei, let's go. I, Wang Xiaoyun, can marry anyone, but I won't marry you."

Bao Fei maintained a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I know you have some misunderstandings about me. You must know that even if you don't want to marry me now, your parents will find another woman to replace this engagement."

Wang Xiaoyun narrowed his eyes, and uttered a word coldly:
"roll!"

Bao Fei was taken aback, thinking he had heard wrong.

"What did you say?"

Just as Wang Xiaoyun was about to speak, a faint voice came from beside him:
"She told you to go, didn't you hear clearly?"

Everyone heard the sound and looked at it.

Jiang Tong picked up the wine glass and took a sip, as if there was no one around.

"My friend, it's best not to worry about my Bao Fei."

When Bao Fei spoke.

Standing beside him, the strong and tall man had already taken a step forward.

The man's name is Zhang Shangyan.

He is the coach of Chuzhou Boxing Gym, with a sixth-dan black belt. He once won the runner-up in the Jiangbei Ring Competition, and has dozens of boxers under him.

Such an identity is especially popular in the rich second generation circle.

After all, the rich second generation usually do things arrogantly and often cause troubles. At this time, they need a few people who are more capable of fighting.

As a coach, Zhang Shangyan has five or six fighters around him at any time, and they often arrive with people. When the other party hears that Zhang Shangyan is a teacher of boxing, they are scared before they fight.

Those ordinary people are powerful, so how can they be the opponents who have been boxing for many years?

So in Chuzhou local.

Most of the second-generation wealthy young people are most sought after by people with Zhang Shangyan's status.

"Boy, it's none of your business."

Zhang Shangyan said negatively.

Jiang Tong put down his wine glass, stood up slowly, and said calmly:
"I'm a resident here, if you do it here, it's none of my business."

Wang Xiaoyun looked anxious and worried:
"Brother Jiang, you are not their opponent. You can't afford to offend them. This matter has nothing to do with you."

This Zhang Shangyan who often hangs out with Bao Fei is naturally familiar to Wang Xiaoyun, and he often helps these rich second generations fight.

In the Kuo Shao circle in Chuzhou, he is a relatively well-known figure.

Wang Xiaoyun didn't expect Bao Fei to bring Zhang Shangyan, fearing that Jiang Tong would suffer, so he hurriedly stopped him.

She had seen with her own eyes that Zhang Shangyan beat up seven adults.

Jiang Tong shook his head and smiled:

"Since you always call me Brother Jiang, I will recognize you as my little sister."

Wang Xiaoyun's expression was complicated, and her smile gradually became bitter. She didn't expect that the stranger who lived in the same room would help her in the end.

"Boy, hurry up and get out."

At this time, the role of Zhang Shangyan is reflected.

It's also the reason why people like Bao Fei like to hang out with Zhang Shangyan. Zhang Shangyan often solves the trouble before they even open their mouths.

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Tong turned a deaf ear and walked step by step.

Then he looked at Bao Fei:

"Are these people your reliance?"

Bao Fei was stunned.

Including Wang Xiaoyun, they all looked at Jiang Tong curiously. No matter what he was wearing or dressing up, they were all street stalls worth hundreds of dollars.

It's so flat that you can't even find the slightest bright spot.

If you have to look for it, it is Jiang Tong's low-key appearance, there is a kind of conceit and arrogance that does not put everything in the world in his eyes.

Such a person looks humble on the surface, but is actually extremely arrogant on the inside.

If you can't be in the same light as the dust, this kind of person can be said to be struggling in society, and it is difficult to make a difference.

"Brother Jiang, you should leave this matter alone. I don't believe that Bao Fei really dares to tie me back."

Wang Xiaoyun stood in front of Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong thought about it, looked at Bao Fei and said:
"How about this, if the friend next to you can catch my punch, I will turn around and go back to the room without interfering."

Words fall.

Bao Fei, Zhang Shangyan and the people around them were all taken aback.

Even Wang Xiaoyun looked at Jiang Tong as if he was looking at a lunatic again.

"Boy, crazy enough."

Zhang Shangyan was known for his fiery temper, so he laughed.

Wang Xiaoyun patted his forehead:
"It's over! Brother Jiang is too impulsive."

Zhang Shangyan's ability to teach boxing coaches and mix in the upper class of Chuzhou has his own ability.

Bao Fei shook his head and said with a smile:

"Brother Zhang, I leave it to you."

Wang Xiaoyun secretly decided that no matter what happened today, Bao Fei would not hurt Jiang Tong.

The people around shook their heads and smiled:
"act recklessly."

Jiang Tong bent down to pick up a towel, and wrapped it around his hands layer by layer.

Everyone is puzzled.

Zhang Shangyan frowned and said:
"Boy, what are you doing?"

next moment.

Under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, Jiang Tong said lightly:
"I'm afraid of killing you!"

Said to catch a punch, but Jiang Tong's five fingers did not close, more like a palm knife.

Imposingly transforming into a god.

Even without showing any strength, just falling freely with the palm of your hand can kill a master of inner strength.

What's more, a boxing coach like Zhang Shangyan.

Jiang Tong used all his energy to restrain himself, using his palm as a knife, and slowly raised it above his head, even a little bit of strength was useless.

As casual as waving a fly away.

Zhang Shangyan put his hands behind his back, frowned and said:

"Didn't you agree that I would punch you, boy, do you look down on me?"

In everyone's eyes, Jiang Tong's physique does not have any fighting strength at all.Any one of his subordinates could take care of Jiang Tong.

Wang Xiaoyun's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

What is Jiang Tong going to do?
Bao Fei smiled, but Zhang Shangyan's method was very clear in his heart.

When he offended a big brother in Chuzhou because of a woman, dozens of younger brothers blocked him at the door of the bar. Zhang Shangyan was alone, chasing and beating dozens of them.

"It's hard for this kid to deal with the aftermath today."

Bao Fei turned around, he had already predicted the ending, so he didn't look any further.

At this time.

I only heard an understated voice coming from behind, and said word by word:

"Life and death are fate, this is your own choice!"