"Freeman?"

Hearing this, Lin Yiming frowned slightly and looked at Tang Luo.

"Old Tang, he is free, what should I do?"

"Haha, it's time to show off your personal charm."

Tang Luo chuckled and looked at the person in charge.

"Where is Basong? I want to see him."

"this……"

The person in charge hesitated for a moment. He was reluctant to let Basong be the dark horse, and he had not earned him enough money.

"What's this and that? This is my brother, brother!"

Lin Yiming glared.

Hearing Lin Yiming's words, the person in charge was stunned. Isn't he Lin Wenyuan's only son? Could it be that Lin Wenyuan has an illegitimate son?

Thinking of this, he looked at Tang Luo and Lin Yiming. These two people didn't look similar, especially their body shape...

Tang Luo noticed the eyes of the person in charge and curled his lips: "Don't think about it, Lao Lin and I are brothers who are not related by blood."

"Oh, I understand."

The person in charge nodded and had a much respectful attitude.

It is definitely not easy to call it "brother" by Master Lin. It must be one of the eldest sons.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to refuse and called someone: "Take this young master to see Basong."

"Old Lin, you stay here first, I'll go and have a look."

Tang Luo said to Lin Yiming.

"Don't you take me to play? I'm still thinking about seeing your charm."

Lin Yiming curled his lips.

"Okay, come if you want to."

Tang Luo did not refuse.

"Old Zhao, please arrange for me some Wolverine, we will see him later."

Lin Yiming said to the person in charge.

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

The person in charge nodded.

This is not the first time he has encountered such a thing.

Here, young masters often come to play. Occasionally, these young masters will take them away when they look down on a boxer and ask them to be bodyguards for them.

Therefore, as long as the price is given, neither he nor the boxer himself will refuse such a thing.

Afterwards, Tang Luo and Lin Yiming met Basong in the same room.

At this time, Basong had a slightly pale face on his dark face and blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

A purple-black fist mark appeared on his chest, which was the fourth boxer who left him.

Of course, he didn't suffer any loss. He swept his leg and kicked him off the ring. He was not dead, but he was also disabled.

"Basong, someone is looking for you."

The person who led the way, after coming in, said to Basong.

Basong raised his head and looked at Tang Luo and Lin Yiming.

Tang Luo noticed keenly that when Basong looked at them, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

Although this vigilance was fleeting, he still caught it.

Even... he noticed that Basong's body was tense at the same time and would send a thunderous blow at any time!

These discoveries made Tang Luo more interested in him.

It seems that I met an interesting guy.

"Who are you?"

Basong looked at Tang Luo and Lin Yiming and asked in a slightly crappy Chinese language.

"I just watched you punching downstairs, and you're doing a good job."

Tang Luo put away his messy thoughts and said with a smile.

"Thanks."

Hearing Tang Luo say this, Basong's tense body relaxed a little.

"Haha, don't be so alert, I'm not the one who comes to trouble you."

Tang Luo chuckled.

"I'm here to find you, but I'm a little interested in you."

"Interest? What does it mean?"

Basongwei frowned.

"It's rare to see the cracked legs."

Tang Luo looked at Basong and said slowly.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Basong's body, which had just relaxed, suddenly became tense again, and at the same time, a huge murderous aura enveloped Tang Luo.

"Damn it, why are you so cold!"

Lin Yiming, next to Tang Luo, trembled in fat body and cursed.

Then, he looked at Basong and thoughtful.

"Who are you!"

Basong stared at Tang Luo with vigilance in his eyes.

"Just a curious person."

Tang Luo said, turning his head to look at the person leading the way.

"You go back first."

"yes."

After someone left, Tang Luo took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a sip.

"Splitting the Sky Leg is a killer skill in ancient Muay Thai. It once caused a bloody storm in Thailand... Later, this skill was lost and only passed down in the Thai royal family..."

Originally, Tang Luo didn't plan to say this, but he was really curious about Basong. In order to stimulate Basong, he could only say something real.

As Tang Luo said, Basong showed surprise, and then his eyes became colder and sharper, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger.

He didn't expect to meet someone who knew the slit legs!

Or is this person... sent by that person in the palace?

"Don't be nervous, I said, I'm not the one who comes to trouble you, I'm just a little curious."

Tang Luo smiled.

"There is a saying in China, which is called - curiosity kills the cat."

Basong looked at Tang Luo and said coldly.

"Haha, but I'm not a cat."

Tang Luo chuckled lightly, and a murderous aura that was more majestic and cold than Basong exploded instantly.

This murderous aura directly shattered Basong's murderous aura, making Lin Yiming next to him shudder.

And Basong's face also changed drastically.

He showed a look of horror. Why is this guy so strong?

"Now, can I satisfy my curiosity?"

Tang Luo asked with his murderous aura.

“…”

Basong looked at Tang Luo without saying a word.

This is his biggest secret. If he says it, there may be a disaster!

"If you don't want to say it, you can't say it...but this is not suitable for you, there are many people and eyes."

Tang Luo looked at Basong, thought for a while, and said.

"I won't stay here for too long, make a few days to leave Zhonghai."
To be continued...