The day after Zhao Changqi returned to the United States from Pique Island, Yan Fei's mind finally recovered and told Zhao Changqi intermittently about the incident.|Top|Dian|Xiao|Shuo|Shuo|Website is updated the fastest, but his memory only stays in the boxing ring, and after being knocked out, he got stuck. However, through the narratives of Li Biao and others, he inferred that after being knocked unconscious by Efenelberg, he was dragged down from the boxing ring by Frank and still went to the street, without even a simple hemostatic treatment, otherwise he would not be covered in blood when he was picked up by the police.

Frank is a famous boxer agent. He has no less than dozens of boxers in captivity and will not care about losing one of Yan Fei. Moreover, Yan Fei dared to point a gun at his head. Now, Yan Fei no longer has any value in use. Not only can he bring him a penny of income, but he will also drag him down. Of course, he will not keep Yan Fei anymore. If it weren't for Yan Fei's good fortune in this game, he might have shot Yan Fei directly.

That's true, what the police found on the street was not the dying Yan Fei, but the cold body.

When Yan Fei told the story, there was no tears in his eyes, only hatred with gritting teeth! Although he now regretted his decision that he should not follow Frank to fight the black market for money, he felt more hatred in his heart! He wished he could knock Efenerberg, who was raised by the bitch, to a punch, and then tie Frank to the pillar to light the sky lantern.

However, now everything can only be thought about in my heart.

Zhao Changqi never spoke, but anyone could feel the chill emitted from his body.

Zhao Changqi is a very protective person. Although Yan Fei is not from the Poison Dragon Society, in the past year, Zhao Changqi has been staying with Du Ping's Tiangangxing Martial Arts Performance Team, and they have already had a deep relationship. At this moment, Zhao Changqi listened to Yan Fei's statement and felt that every pore in his body was full of hatred.

Not only him, Li Biao, Zou Fugui and others who were in the ward with him were also angry and their faces turned pale. Li Biao even said loudly: "Yan Fei, don't worry, we must avenge this revenge! If those turtles don't let their blood debt be paid, I won't call Li Biao!

Li Biao is also a very short-skinned person.

"Yes! We must avenge this hatred! The doggy Americans really treat us as soft persimmons that can be controlled by others!" Zou Fugui also changed his previous steady image and said angrily.

Bai Xue, who was beside her, glanced at Zhao Changgui, moved her lips and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. At this moment, Yan Fei, who was lying on the hospital bed, spoke.

"No! No one of you can go to avenge me! You don't know how terrible Effenelberg is, how insidious Frank is. There are six bodyguards around him alone, and there are more than a dozen gunmen under him. If you just go to seek revenge on them like this, it would be very dangerous!" Yan Fei's words were very excited. He was himself who made the mistake, and he didn't want everyone to take risks for him. And now he had made up his mind that he would take revenge himself, even if he had his life to die with Frank!

However, when Yan Fei thought about his broken knee, he was a little discouraged. His knee injury was so serious that he didn't know if he could walk as normally as before. Even if he could he recover from the future, it would have to take a year or two. By then, things had changed a lot, so where did he go to find Efenerberg and Frank?

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it is not applicable under any circumstances.

"Don't forget, this is the United States. If things get bigger, we may not be able to take this responsibility! After all, we are a professional position, and we truly represent our motherland!" Bai Xue suddenly stood up and said, and she still said what she said in her heart.

Li Biao and Zou Fugui were both silent. Indeed, it was just a personal grudge between Yan Fei and Frank now, but once the Duping County Martial Arts Performance Team got involved, the matter would be a big deal. They were all professional positions and were considered people within the Chinese system. If the matter was known by relevant American units, it would be really big, and it might cause international disputes.

"But, but we can't just swallow this breath in vain, right?" Li Biao punched a small cupboard next to the hospital bed, knocking an enamel teapot on it to the ground, making a clanging sound. Li Biao glared at the teapot on the ground, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked it to the corner of the wall. The enamel teapot completely turned into a pile of scrap iron.

No one blamed Li Biao because they also felt that there was a blockage of fire in their chests and they felt uncomfortable. Zou Fugui glared at Yan Fei on the hospital bed and said with a grudge: "You! Alas!"

Yan Fei closed his eyes and didn't say anything. Now he felt nothing but hatred, but now he really couldn't do anything. The room was silent.

At this moment, Zhao Changqi suddenly broke the silence and said, "Yan Fei, give me Frank's contact information."

Yan Fei was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, Bai Xue next to him said, "You can't go find Frank! Do you think what I just said has no reason? You will become the sinner of the people of the whole country!"

"I don't care whether it's reasonable or not, nor do I know whether a sinner is not a sinner. I only know that if my people are bullied, they will have to pay the price!" Zhao Changgui said coldly, then turned his head and said to Yan Fei in a voice that cannot be refused: "Give me Frank's contact information."

Yan Fei originally wanted to reject Zhao Changgui, but when he saw Zhao Changgui's cold eyes, he subconsciously pointed to a plastic bag in the corner of the wall.

The plastic bag contained the old clothes Yan Fei wore when he was injured. Zhao Changgui walked over and found a business card from his shirt pocket, which was Frank's.

"Deputy Director Zhao, let's go with you!" Li Biao understood what Zhao Changqi meant and said immediately. Zou Fugui also looked at Zhao Changqi with eager eyes.

"No! No one of you can go! The fewer people in this matter, the better. With more people, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble! Take good care of Yan Fei, I'll go out first."

After saying that, Zhao Changqi stepped out of the hospital. Li Biao and Zou Fugui both knew that as long as Zhao Changqi decided, no one could change it. Moreover, what Zhao Changqi said made sense. To seek revenge on Frank, too many people may really cause international disputes. They could only watch Zhao Changqi leave the ward alone.

Zhao Changqiu left the hospital and directly called Frank.

"Hey? Who?" Frank's English with a local accent came from the microphone.

"Frank, I want to go boxing with you. You understand, what do I mean by boxing?" Zhao Changqi said straight to the point.

"Damn it! You must have found the wrong person. I am just a businessman, a serious businessman. I don't understand what you are talking about to punch!" Frank said immediately. It is illegal to organize a black market boxing match, and Frank doesn't want to be arrested by the police.

Zhao Changqi certainly understood Frank's concern, so he immediately said, "Frank, you are too worried. I am not a policeman. I have a friend who was seriously injured and requires huge surgical fees, so I need money. Of course, I understand that you must also need a lot of money. As long as you can use me, we will no longer be short of money. Aren't you? You won't even have the courage to see me, right?"

Frank has not been very lucky recently. His boxers have lost several consecutive games, which almost made him lose all his money in gambling boxing. He finally found a master. He thought that Chinese Kung Fu could bring him endless wealth, but he didn't expect that the kid would only win one game, and was beaten half to death by the "robot" Aifenberg in the second game.

In that game, he made a big bet, but he actually lost! He also lost the money he won in the last game. Therefore, he not only hated the Chinese man named Yan Fei, but also urgently needed to find new boxers who could bring him endless wealth.

Zhao Changqi heard the other end of the phone and then a voice rang in the microphone: "Where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up."

"No. 58 Lincoln Street, near the intersection. Holding a copy of the New York Metropolis Daily in your hand, holding it with the back, with the font facing downwards." Zhao Changqi said immediately.

After finishing the phone call, Zhao Changqi sneered, turned around and walked to a newsstand, bought a copy of "New York Metropolis Daily", and quietly waited for Frank's people to arrive.

It was not long since time was that a black Chevrolet was parked silently beside Zhao Changgui. The two burly men inside looked at the New York Metropolis Daily that Zhao Changgui was holding in his hand, then opened the car door and gave Zhao Changgui to the car.

As soon as Zhao Changqi got into the car, a black man brought a black hood to his head and said, "I feel wronged, this is our rule."

Zhao Changgui didn't say anything, letting them carry their heads on their heads, and began to count silently in their hearts, while constantly calculating how many turns he had turned. He had confidence in himself, and even he dared to break into the Yamaguchi Science and Technology Building alone. Not to mention Frank's small residence.

About an hour later, the car stopped, Zhao Changqi was shelved from the car and walked into a building.

When Zhao Changqiu's head was taken off, he was already standing in a huge office. In front of him was a fat man in a white suit, with his double chin overlapping, and a deep slut in it looked a little disgusting. His hooked nose and eye sockets were deep, and his blue eyeballs rolled around in the deep eye sockets.

The fat man sat behind a large table and was looking at Zhao Changgui with his blue eyes. Behind him were two bodyguards in black clothes, black trousers and black sunglasses standing straight. In addition to the two of them, there were four bodyguards in the room, two standing at the door, and they were standing behind Zhao Changgui. It seemed that as long as Zhao Changgui had a slight movement, they would immediately pounce on Zhao Changgui and tear him to pieces!

"This person may be Frank, right?" Zhao Changqi thought to himself, but his face remained motionless.

"Are you Chinese? Island? or Korean?" Frank asked in surprise when he saw an Asian young man standing in front of him.

Zhao Changqi looked at Frank in front of him coldly, wishing he could shoot him in the head now, but he knew that it was not the time to kill Frank, and he had to go to the ring through Frank first, kill the damn Efenerberg there, and then it was time for Frank to pay off his debts.
Chapter completed!