Psychics don't die from gunfire

Big upset!

Guo Chou's strength is definitely not weak among local boxers, at least he is at the middle level.

However, at the moment, he was completely powerless to fight back. In less than a minute, he was defeated by the strange young man who suddenly appeared - the latter didn't even have a prosthetic body!

Just a power arm can't make up for the difference in physical function between the two sides, but the young man still won, which means that his fighting skills and consciousness are far superior to Guo Chou.

If he changes to a qualified prosthetic body on the basis of the second time, I'm afraid.

Thinking of this, the VIP in the upper box didn't look at Guo Chou lying on the ground again, but immediately ordered his men to go and talk to the young man. But just as they were taking action, Chen Shouzi was quick-witted and asked the Red Blood Society to block the opponent, while squeezing through the crowd and rushing to the young man who had just left the ring.

"Brother Song——!"

Chen Shouzi smiled and spoke quickly: "Awesome! It's so beautiful! "This is not the place to talk! Let's go out first! ”

Seeing the other party frown, he had to say: "Remember what I said yesterday? Here comes the chance - the president wants to see you in person!"

Under the command and pulling of Chen Shouzi, when the subordinates of the other VIPs finally broke through the people of the Red Blood Club, they found that they had no chance. The young man had already got into Chen Shouzi's car and left the club.

"Guo Chou is not a weak hand, but you solved it in one go!"

As if the implicit conflict when signing the contract not long ago had never happened, Chen Shouzi put on a very warm attitude: "Ha! I said how could my vision be wrong"

"I want a formal household registration." The young man said.

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean." Chen Shouzi smiled and said: "But the same thing, don't set your sights too low, wait and meet the president, you will understand."

". President?"

Chen Shouzi grinned and said proudly: "We usually call him the boss. Anyway, remember, the boss is a dignified sixth-class person! "

About an hour later, Chen Shouzi's car stopped in front of a high-end residential area. He could see armed security guards at the door, armed with live ammunition and looking at him eagerly. After a series of verifications and announcements, he was allowed to pass.

The location of this residential area is slightly off-site, which gives it a quiet temperament. Once you enter and step on the bluestone paved road, you can see the lush and green pavilions and terraces, which echo each other. Looking at the texture, they are all natural vegetation cultivated natively.

The palace lanterns are equipped with anti-gravity modules, floating stably in the residential area, emitting a gentle bright light.

"Tsk tsk." Chen Shouzi's eyes showed envy: "If you want to live in such a place, you must have at least one million silver coupons as a base, and it's not enough to have money, you must be at least a seventh-class person. "

Walking through the carefully designed garden, under the guidance of Chen Shouzi, they arrived in front of a three-story villa.

Two huge and mighty stone lions squatted at the door, but before people could see clearly, the door opened automatically, revealing an old man's face. He nodded slightly to the two people in front of the door, as a greeting, and walked inside.

"This is Uncle Zhang, the elder of the president, and now the butler."

The architectural style of this villa also imitates the ancient system, and even built a small pond in the courtyard to raise a few koi.

"Where is the toilet?" The young man suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Chen Shouzi was stunned for a moment.

"It's not good to meet people in this state." The other party raised his hand, which was still stained with blood.

"Oh yes! I neglected it! "

Chen Shouzi nodded repeatedly, intending to show the way, but changed his mind and chose to accompany the other party to the bathroom in person. He stood by the door for a while, not leaving his side. After confirming that the other party did not do anything unnecessary, he felt at ease.

Soon, in the living room, the young man saw the middle-aged man called "President". The latter was wearing a long gown and was originally sitting above the banquet, but when he saw the young man, he immediately stood up and greeted him——

"This is Song Zhi, Brother Song."

The president's voice was strong and full of energy, and it was completely impossible to tell that his actual age was close to fifty.

"Come, sit down first and eat." The president took out a set of small cups: "Is wine okay? They are all good stuff, try it?"

"No, it will paralyze the nerves."

"Ha, that's right, if I didn't have such self-discipline, I wouldn't have easily defeated Guo Chou."

The president smiled and poured himself a glass: "It's okay if you don't drink, eat something and fill your stomach. ”

The table was filled with large and small porcelain plates. Red crucian carp poured with hot oil sizzled, the sauce-colored elbows were stewed until soft and could be torn into pieces with a slight scrape, the chicken offal stir-fried with green onions and ginger was steaming hot, and the aroma rushed straight to the nose. The handmade soup was dense and smooth, and melted in the mouth.

"You can't eat these in the wilderness, right? Even in our Fengzhou, these are not easy to eat."

Looking at the young man who was not polite and eating heartily, the president smiled and said: "I heard from the previous generation that these were just home-cooked dishes decades ago, but now, those eighth-class people can only eat them during festivals."

"Brother Song, let me ask one more question. What are your plans next?"

"Be a law-abiding citizen."

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and then the president laughed.

"Good idea, good idea." The president laughed and clapped his hands vigorously: "I really like your temper! Ha! 'Law-abiding citizen'? Then it is indeed the most suitable place for you to come to the territory of the East Land Republic!"

"What do you think will happen to me with my red blood?" The president said: "Let me put it bluntly, you are so young and can fight. If you come to work for me, the permission quota for prosthetic implantation goes without saying - four years , in four years, I am sure that you will become a 'seventh-class person'!"

The young man didn't speak for a while.

"I know what you're thinking."

The president leaned back on the wooden chair: "You don't look down on our Red Blood Club? Do you think there is no future for joining a gang?"

"Ha." The president snorted: "You don't think there will be no one behind our Red Blood Club, do you?"

"Huh?" The young man's expression changed slightly.

But the president didn't reveal much. He just changed the topic and said rather proudly: "I am still a bit thin-faced in front of that person. If you are really powerful, the red blood will not be able to tolerate a hidden dragon like you. Then I So what if I introduce you to that person?”

After a while, the young man pondered and slowly said, "I want to think about it."

"It doesn't matter." The president waved his hand: "You can stay on our territory for the next few days and think about it slowly."

".President."

An hour and a half later, Fatty Chen, who sent the young man away and returned, said respectfully: "His identity is still being investigated, and the results should be available in the next two days."

The president didn't look at Fatty Chen and just said "hmm".

"It's impossible for such a good hand to have no clues. Check carefully."

"But, President." Fatty Chen said cautiously: "Is it really necessary to go to that level? The key to his status as 'seventh class' is that you mentioned that he should be introduced to the big shots above us."

"Why are you so confused all of a sudden?"

The president laughed.

"In Fengzhou, no, in the entire Republic, if you want to do something, which one can't do it without the permission of the people above you? If there is a big shot behind it, it's just a bluff for a newcomer like him. Really According to this calculation, whose family has no one behind it?”

"It's just that dogs have to rely on people, but people can change dogs at any time!"

"And I want to change my identity... Hum, I have done dirty work for the people above me for almost a lifetime, and with some luck, I managed to become a 'sixth-class' person. If he wants to be a seventh-class person, he should go back a little bit." Bar."

Fatty Chen was stunned for a while and then said: "Then me."

"He came from the wasteland, we must take another look." The president's tone became calmer: "We have to find out what this person's temperament is."

"You can secretly arrange it according to the time and test his temper. Of course it's a good thing to be capable, but I'm afraid that he won't be able to grasp the truth and have thoughts that he shouldn't have. If that's the case, the more capable he is, the faster he will die. There’s no way he can stop me. If he contradicts the people above, he will even implicate us.”

"Anyway."

The president took a deep breath and said: "As long as he doesn't stand up for the untouchables below or engage in any drama of disorder, and honestly works for me and makes some contributions, then I will give him a fortune." so what?"

"Apply kindness and power at the same time." The president stroked the armrest of the chair and said slowly: "Fang is the way to employ people."

——The next morning.

During the emergency briefing from his subordinates, the president, who had just woken up from bed, knew one thing.

The young man disappeared.

Half an hour later, he learned the second thing.

He hid in the basement of the villa the two million banknotes he had saved over the years in a smart safe.

No more.