Almighty male god of god-level selection system

Hearing the noise, those playing mahjong couldn't help but stop their movements, stick their heads out and look out the door.

In the past few months since the mahjong parlor opened, it’s not like no one has come to trash the place. They all made grandiose remarks and said they wanted to take over the shop as their own.

But what is the result?

Zhang Haibo and Liu Yang are the most vivid examples. One was beaten with panda eyes and the other covered his mouth.

The reason why the mahjong parlor remains standing is because of the terrifying existence behind it...

Tang family!

The largest real estate owner in Nanshan City!

This kind of profit-making industry is about making money in the real economy and is related to the demolition of local gangsters. The shady activities involved are simply unimaginable.

And this mahjong parlor is owned by Tang Wenlong, the most favored eldest son of the Tang family.

With him here, the mahjong parlor will be safe for the rest of its life.

"Hey, I have an extra helper this time."

He noticed an acquaintance walking shakily outside the door. The bald man stood there with his arms folded, looking carefree, not thinking there was any danger.

His name is Yu Zhen. On the surface, he is watching the show, but in fact he is Tang Wenlong's bodyguard. His boxing and kicking skills can be described as fierce and capable.

In his early years, Yu Zhen did not hesitate to go to South Vietnam to work as a mercenary in order to make a lot of money. Later, he was favored by the Tang family elders and hired him as Tang Wenlong's bodyguard with a large sum of money.

The moment he saw Yu Zhen, Liu Yang retreated and his legs began to tremble.

There's no way, I can't compare to the three of them in terms of size!

Besides, Liu Yang took a look at the brothers around him and found that none of them were dishonest. This was all Yu Zhen's work.

"Why, you don't even dare to fart?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Yu Zhen became even more aggressive. He looked up and down at Lin Fan, the leader, and asked disdainfully: "Are you their boss?"

Faced with Zhen's threat, Lin Fan smiled.

He could see that Yu Zhen did have real abilities.

But if you want to put yourself down, you have to be able to get close.

A sneer flashed across Lin Fan's lips, and then he waved.

With this provocative attitude, I believe no one would be willing to swallow his anger.

As expected, Yu Zhen, who was already bad-tempered, instantly frowned.

"Dare you come to my place to cause trouble?"

"Then let me see who gave you the courage!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped back and pounced on Lin Fan like a cheetah.

Feeling the evil spirit coming towards their faces, Zhang Haibo and Liu Yang remained silent, no different from two little chickens.

For them, all they can do is watch a show.

Seeing Yu Zhen's fist about to land on his face, Lin Fan finally moved.

He raised his hand slightly, and a faint electric light was released invisibly, hitting Zhen's chest.

In an instant, the menacing Yu Zhen was stranded in mid-air.

To be precise, he paused for half a second and then fell down at Lin Fan's feet with a click, his eyes bulging.

This scene shocked everyone in the mahjong hall.

Is this, is this the legendary Qigong?

Lin Fan was seen squatting down slowly, looking down at Yu Zhen condescendingly, his words were filled with indifference.

"I also want to ask, who gave you the courage to challenge me?"

"Well!"

This was the second time Yu Zhen's heart beat uncontrollably.

The last time this happened was when he was almost beaten to death while working as a mercenary.

"Where's the contract?"

"No, no..."

"Don't make me repeat myself."

Lin Fan frowned slightly, and a murderous aura swept through Yu Zhen.

Gradually, Yu Zhen's face turned blue and white, and finally he sighed.

"Young Master, I'm sorry for you."