Qi Kunlun stood in front of Anping and looked down at him slightly.

"Whose order?" Qi Kunlun said lightly.

"Our Ping'an Hall is just a hall set up by a great man..." An Ping said in a trembling voice. He was already extremely afraid of Qi Kunlun. He guessed that the other party might have entered the peak level of martial arts.

The little brothers in Ping'an Hall were all shocked. You know, in their eyes, Anping was a fierce man who was a big shot and was willing to do whatever he wanted. He didn't know how many lives he had in his hands when he was fighting black fist! But at the moment, when confronting this person, Anping had shrunk before he even took action. This was simply incredible in his opinion.

Qi Kunlun casually pinched Anping's back neck, held him in his hand like a chicken, and said, "Take me to see your boss."

Anping had no power to resist. After screaming in pain, he hurriedly shut up and said, "As for order..."

Anping took out his cell phone, dialed a phone number, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Yang, I have something to look for you!"

"I'm not available now, I'm busy!" the other party said coldly.

The phone was hung up instantly, and Anping smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, our boss is busy..."

"Take me over." Qi Kunlun threw An Ping away and said coldly.

Anping did not dare to resist and led the way obediently. After walking for about ten minutes, he arrived at a high-end residential area. After walking two small paths, he came to the front of a villa.

Anping went to knock on the door for a long time, but there was no reaction inside.

Qi Kunlun was about to ask the arrangement to kick the door open, but the door suddenly opened. A middle-aged man appeared at the door and said coldly: "Didn't I say I'm busy?"

Anping hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Mr. Yang, this gentleman is looking for you..."

Qi Kunlun looked up and couldn't help but feel a little playful on his face. This guy was Yang Wenyuan, the chief police officer who was dealt with by Po Jun in Mayo Hospital.

After seeing Qi Kunlun, Yang Wenyuan's face suddenly changed, and his cheeks couldn't help but twitch, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Qi, I have been dismissed. Are you still going to cause trouble for me? Do you really think I can control it at will?!"

Since Yang Wenyuan was dismissed, he hated Qi Kunlun to death, but he couldn't figure out the other party's background and did not dare to take revenge for a while.

"It's another thing to look for you." Qi Kunlun said lightly.

"What's the matter?" Yang Wenyuan said vigilantly. He narrowed his eyes. "When I was on the job, I would be a little afraid of doing something, but after being dismissed, I can let go of many things! I know that Mr. Qi is a cross-river, but if I really want to force a local snake like us, it will bite people."

How could Qi Kunlun care about Yang Wenyuan's threats? He finally knew how Anping, the Ping'an Hall's Ping'an brand, was built. Since Yang Wenyuan was his backstage, it was no surprise.

When Anping saw that Qi Kunlun was not speaking, he said tremblingly: "Mr. Yang, he is here to talk to us about the Ping An brand."

"Want to reach out to the Ping An sign?" Yang Wenyuan immediately narrowed his eyes, "Haha, just so happens that the real publisher of the Ping An sign is inside, it depends on whether you dare to come in."

Yang Wenyuan sneered, and turned around and walked back into the villa without saying a word.

Qi Kunlun followed directly and walked into the villa.

When we arrived at the living room, Yang Wenyuan laughed at the man sitting on the sofa and said, "President Shen, Mr. Qi is here, and we are ready to interfere in our Ping An business!"

The man sitting on the sofa raised his head and said, "Are you looking for death?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Qi Kunlun walking into the living room. His face changed instantly, and various complex emotions flashed, and then gradually became gloomy.

Yang Wenyuan said to Qi Kunlun: "Mr. Qi is not going to talk about the Ping An brand? Just in time, this is Mr. Shen Bailang, the president of the Iron Sword Society, and one of our partners in the Ping An brand. Since you want to talk, sit down and have a good talk."

Shen Bailang's face was gloomy and calm, and then gradually calmed down and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, I didn't bring my bodyguard!"

In his eyes, Pojun was a person who was even more fearful. Now, after seeing that Pojun, who was almost inseparable from Qi Kunlun, did not come, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt that this was a great opportunity.

Yang Wenyuan has been dismissed now, and seems a little unscrupulous, and said, "Yes! Mr. Qi is such a big figure, but he doesn't bring his bodyguards. If he has any problems, it would be really bad..."

Qi Kunlun sat down directly on the sofa, twisted his neck slightly, and looked calm.

While talking, Yang Wenyuan also sat down, then opened the drawer, took out a gun and put it on the coffee table in front of him.

Qi Kunlun raised his eyelids at this time and stared at Yang Wenyuan slightly.
Chapter completed!