Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The person who came was none other than the prince’s father, Wang Ya. He is currently the helm of a technology company under the Wang Family Group. He is worth 300 to 400 million yuan. He is well-known in Jinling, but among the four members of the second generation of the Wang Family, he is the worst. There is no voice in the family.

Among them, the eldest is the third richest person on the list, and the second is the chief of staff in the outer military area with great power. Therefore, Wang Ya and Wang Wenwu have the best relationship and usually walk the closest.

"I heard that Ziyi was injured, come and take a look." Wang Ya said with a frown.

Wang Wenwu nodded slightly, "Do you know that kid's background?"

"My Ziping was also injured by that guy. I found out his background. He is only a third-year student in high school, but he seems to be very close to Chu Tian. I don't know why, so I haven't done anything." Wang Ya beckoned, and Xiaomi behind him immediately handed over a document.

Wang Wenwu took the document and glanced at it, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"Chu Tian is not worthy to sit on an equal footing with me. I didn't expect him to kill Yang Laoba, force Yang Laoba to escape from Jinling, and unified the forces in Xicheng. Now he claims to be a rival to me. I heard that he hired a master. Could it be Is it Zhuo Bufan?"

"It should be. With Chu Tian backing him up, he should know martial arts himself, otherwise how dare he touch Ziping and Ziyi." Wang Ya frowned and muttered.

Wang Wenwu narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and snorted: "Chu Tian, ​​I wanted to swallow him a long time ago, this time I will cut off one of his arms first, and take this Zhuo Bufan for surgery, how dare you hurt me?" son."

Hearing Wang Wenwu's words, Wang Ya hesitated to speak, and said, "Third Brother, why don't we go see that one."

"Okay." Wang Wenwu rose up and went to the underground society. After experiencing life and death, blood and blood, he has already honed a firm ambition. Although he cares about his son, he will not guard his son like ordinary people. Don't do business here.

The two left the hospital and got into a black SUV Audi Q7, driven by Wang Wenwu's confidant and bodyguard.

"Third brother, did you really get that guy out?" Wang Ya asked cautiously, lowering his voice.

"Well, in the past two years, I don't know how many relationships I have entrusted and how much money I have spent. As long as he helps me, it will not be a problem to integrate Jinling's underground strength. When the time comes, I will see if the boss and the second child dare to despise me. "Wang Wenwu snorted coldly.

Wang Ya nodded and said, "Third brother, we have the best relationship in the family. If you want to choose the next patriarch, I will definitely support you. The boss and the second child have always looked down on me."

"Don't worry, as long as I can take the position of patriarch, I will definitely benefit from you." Wang Wenwu said indifferently.

The car went straight all the way, and finally drove directly onto the national highway. After half an hour, it actually stopped at the gate of a large iron gate in the suburbs. The iron gate and the wall were about five or six meters high, and the grid was sealed on it. The prison gate was painted with white paint. "Prison No. 13" is written in big characters. All the prisoners here are serious criminals. Two prison guards with Type 92 machine guns are standing at the door.

There is only one road in the middle of the prison, with forests on both sides, giving people a gloomy feeling.

Suddenly, a small door less than two meters below the prison opened, and a figure stepped out from inside. His eyes were not used to the strong light, so he squinted his eyes.

Only now did Wang Ya see the other person clearly. He was actually an old man in his sixties, with long black and white hair hanging all over his head, wearing a prison uniform, and was relatively short in stature, giving him a very wretched look.

"Third brother, is this guy the repeat offender in the 924 gold store murder and robbery?"

Wang Wenwu nodded: "Pang Bingjie, nicknamed Xueren, was born in 1957. He once went to Nanyang to develop. It seems that he worshiped a famous overseas master as his apprentice. He only returned to China in 2000 and has been doing assassination business. , committed a serious crime in Nanhai Province in 2003, robbed a gold store and killed several security guards and two patrolmen, I heard that his kung fu has reached the peak of Ming Jin."

After finishing speaking, the two went down, Wang Wenwu said with a smile: "Mr. Pang, congratulations, you finally came out."

"I've been in it for 14 years, but I'm not used to coming out all of a sudden." Pang Bingjie looked around blankly, and after speaking, he coughed, just like a sick old man, looking very weak.

"Thank you, Lord Wu. Without your help, I'm afraid I'd have to stay inside until I'm buried in the loess. I didn't expect to come out to breathe the air outside in my lifetime." Pang Bingjie said with emotion.

In fact, Pang Bingjie was lucky back then, the procuratorate lacked evidence of his murder, otherwise he would have been shot, and in the end he was only sentenced to life imprisonment.

"I've prepared delicious food for you at the hotel, why don't we talk about it slowly in the past." Wang Wenwu made a gesture of invitation.

Inside the hotel box, a table of rare delicacies.

Wang Wenwu, Wang Ya, and Pang Bingjie sat inside, and behind Wang Wenwu stood a bodyguard who was also his confidant.

Pang Bingjie looked like a starving ghost, he didn't even need chopsticks, he grabbed the shark's fin bird's nest and stuffed it into himself. Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya just frowned slightly, they didn't intend to eat.

"Mr. Pang, I took a lot of effort to get you out this time. It cost me a lot of contacts and money. You should help me as I said before." Wang Wenwu brought up the matter.

Pang Bingjie smiled while eating nonsense: "Master Wu, I have no good morals. The only good thing is that I never regret what I promise others. This time I will help you for three years. After three years, you will give I have 100 million, and then help me leave Longguo and go abroad to retire."

"One hundred million? It's too big to speak up." The bodyguard standing behind Wang Wenwu snorted dissatisfied.

Wang Wenwu didn't make a sound to stop it, apparently because he felt that the other party was taking the opportunity to exploit him.

"One hundred million is not much at all. If I assist Lord Wu, this Jinling will be yours within three years. When you get the benefits, one hundred million is probably just a drop in the bucket." Pang Bingjie shook his head lightly.

"Even if 100 million is a drop in the bucket for Lord Wu, how can you get so much money?" The bodyguard said disdainfully.

I have long seen this old man as displeasing to the eye. He is no different from those sloppy old guys on the street. He dared to open his mouth like a lion, and the asking price was 100 million.

"Ah Quan, don't be rude." Wang Wenwu frowned, glanced at the bodyguard behind him, then looked at Pang Bing and explained: "Mr. Pang's martial arts are so unpredictable, how can you, a junior, interrupt."

Having said that, Wang Wenwu only heard the legend about Pang Bingjie, which is quite different from the image in front of him.

Pang Bingjie naturally understood the principle of asking price to see the goods. He smiled coldly, put his index finger on the wine glass, and then lightly hooked it. The wine glass suddenly spun and flew towards the bodyguard behind Wang Wenwu.

When Ah Quan saw it, he reached out to grab it. To be Wang Wenwu's bodyguard, he naturally has some real skills. He not only trains in close combat every day, but also has countless times of bloody battles. The wine glass hit him. In the hand, his face suddenly changed drastically, a piece of skin on the palm of his hand was wiped off in an instant, and the wine glass smashed into the nanmu screen behind it with a bang.

The most astonishing thing is that the wine glass was not broken, half of it fell into the solid wood, and it took a while to stop.

Pang Bingjie wiped his mouth, stood up and said calmly: "I can't even hold a wine glass, do you have something to say here?"