Chapter 257 Whoever’s partner is your favorite
And below, Jiang Wanxing kicked the man out.
Huo Yaodong's back hit the edge of the rope ring hard.
Just as Jiang Wanxing was about to strike again, Huo Yaodong fell off the stage, raised his hand and said, "I surrender."
The younger brother next to Huo Yaodong handed him an iced towel.
Huo Yaodong wiped his sweat and said, "You really can't judge a person by his appearance."
Jiang Wanxing was also very polite.
"I originally wanted to ask for a favor, but after hearing that General Huo was very skilled, I couldn't help but want to practice with him."
Upon hearing this, Huo Yaodong's eyes dimmed for a moment.
In fact, not many people know that he is good at martial arts.
Given his status, there are very few opportunities worth his action.
The reason why Jiang Wanxing said she wanted to practice with him meant that she had already thoroughly investigated his information.
But it's understandable.
The Gray Iron Delta's intelligence system is indeed very useful.
The two changed their clothes and returned to Sang Bo's office.
At this time, Rong Shuyan had already left, and only Sang Bo was sitting there quietly drinking tea.
Sang Bo's eyes are afraid of light, and the light in the office is very dim.
He sat there, his light purple eyes shining like pearls, and his whole body had an unreal feeling.
It's as if he is not a three-dimensional being.
Jiang Wanxing held a glass of ice drink in his hand and took a sip through the straw.
"It's settled, 100,000 per person."
"RMB?"
Jiang Wanxing nodded, "Yeah."
Sang Bo raised his eyes and said, "It's a very suitable price."
This was indeed a very suitable price, and Huo Yaodong also gave them face.
In a place like this, even if Thanos came, he wouldn't be able to gather a complete hand to snap his fingers.
One hundred thousand RMB can buy a life, which is indeed a reasonable amount.
Huo Yaodong came in following Jiang Wanxing.
"They're just a few people. Even if I'm doing you two a favor, it's not a big deal. But you two should also know that if I let them go for no reason, I won't be able to explain to my subordinates."
Jiang Wanxing naturally ignored the nonsense he said.
"In that case, I won't keep General Huo here."
"Goodbye."
As soon as Huo Yaodong left, Jiang Wanxing sneered.
"General? He's not even ashamed to be called that. The less a person has, the more he likes to show off."
Two years ago, she had seen someone calling a drug lord "secretary".
It is ridiculous that a drug lord who does all kinds of evil is called Secretary So-and-so.
Just after saying this, Jiang Wanxing suddenly discovered something and sniffed the air around him.
"Has Rong Shuyan been here?"
Sangbo: "?"
"Tell me, has he been here just now?"
Sang Bo looked at her in surprise, "How did you know? Did you smell it?"
Everyone has a unique scent, and it's not surprising to be able to smell it.
But there is a Buddha statue enshrined in Sang Bo's office, and there is always a smell of smoke and fire all year round, so it should be difficult to smell it.
"Nonsense! That's my boyfriend!"
Sangbo: "..."
Jiang Wanxing took another sip of his cold drink, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go discuss this with the rescue team. They're just a bunch of angry young people over there, and I'm not sure they can do anything."
Sang Bo nodded.
Although he said he was going to look for the rescue team and the reporters, Jiang Wanxing did not go to find them immediately.
Fists and kicks have no eyes, and even if the fight is just a brief one, injuries are inevitable.
Jiang Wanxing's left arm was just grazed by Huo Yaodong's fist.
There's a huge weight difference between the two.
Jiang Wanxing is excellent in both strength and speed, but his disadvantage is that his fat layer is too thin and he cannot withstand blows.
There was now a bruise on her arm.
Jiang Wanxing went to ask someone for a bottle of medicine and then went back.
Go back to the room.
Rong Shuyan saw the wound on Jiang Wanxing's arm at first sight.
"Injured?"
"Minor injury."
Jiang Wanxing sat at the table, unscrewed the ointment and applied it to the wound.
Rong Shuyan walked over and sat down to help her apply the medicine.
"Don't fight anymore."
"How can that be possible?"
Jiang Wanxing snorted lightly and said without thinking: "It's just a minor injury, it's not life-threatening."
Rong Shuyan reluctantly rubbed the ointment for her.
For Jiang Wanxing, this was really just a minor injury.
"Oh, by the way, did you go to see Sang Bo just now?"
Rong Shuyan didn't ask her how she knew, but just nodded.
Jiang Wanxing asked curiously, "What does he want from you? Does he think you have ulterior motives?"
"About the same."
Rong Shuyan responded and asked, "How did you know?"
Hearing this, Jiang Wanxing laughed and said slowly: "This is a fine tradition of our Gray Iron Delta. My partner is handsome and beautiful and he loves me very much, while other people's partners have ulterior motives."
As he spoke, Jiang Wanxing raised his hand and touched Rong Shuyan's cheek.
"Whoever likes their partner is the best person. Others don't have a love filter for you."
Rong Shuyan: “…”
Jiang Wanxing stood up only after he had almost finished applying the medicine.
"I still need to talk to those people. I'll give them 100,000 each and ask them to find a way to raise the money to redeem the people."
Jiang Wanxing felt that this matter was not that simple.
The result everyone expected was that justice would defeat evil and the trapped people would be rescued.
But in reality, evil is not so easy to be defeated.
Sometimes people just have to compromise.
One hundred thousand per person, this hundred thousand is not used to redeem people, but to give face to Huo Yaodong.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Jiang Wanxing walked out the door, a man stumbled over.
"Miss Jiang...Miss Jiang is in trouble!"
Jiang Wanxing frowned subconsciously.
"What do you mean? What's wrong?"
The man quickly said, "Reporter... one of our reporters went to conduct an undercover investigation, and he's gone!"
Jiang Wanxing frowned even more tightly.
"What does it mean when someone is gone? Dead or lost?"
"I just... can't find it!"
Jiang Wanxing stood there and thought for a while.
She didn't condemn anything, but asked directly: "Where did you lose it? Take me there directly!"
"well……"
When Jiang Wanxing took this man out of the door, he casually pulled over a staff member of the underground boxing ring.
"Let Sang Bo find a few people for me."
"Okay, please wait."
This is a boxing ring, housing hundreds of boxers.
It’s not difficult to pick a few good fighters.
This time, Jiang Wanxing brought dozens of people and went to a local club in a grand manner.
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