Super War God in the City-Chapter 308

In an office of a company in Binzhou, Shao Zhiguo's hand trembled slightly as he held the phone, and cold sweat instantly flowed down his forehead, nearly causing him to fall from his chair.

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"This damned bastard, a son of a turtle, actually provoked the biggest BOSS of the company, I'll kill this brat!" Shao Zhiguo yelled as he ripped off his tie, his body sweating profusely, and immediately dialed his son, Shao Jie.

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In the courtyard of Xu Miaotong's house, Yin Huiying stared at the closed battered wooden door, her eyes filled with endless hatred, just as Ling Fan and Xu Miaotong, mother and daughter, had walked in.

"Son of a bitch, breaking my arm, today I will cripple your limbs!" Yin Huiying gritted her teeth and immediately took out a phone with her other intact arm and dialed out.

Suddenly, a man's voice came through the phone, "Xiao Ying, why did you think to call me at this time? I am currently practicing with a friend, baby, I'll call you back later!"

"Son of a bitch, you still have the mind to practice? Someone broke my arm, and if you don't come soon, I'll be beaten to death, my mother's hands were also broken!" Yin Huiying cried out on the phone.

Her boyfriend's name was Yan Wei, a sparring partner at a martial arts hall with some real skills.

At this moment, she realized how important it was to have a boyfriend who knew martial arts, and she felt that Yan Wei was not too bad, no longer thinking about dumping him.

Yan Wei, on the other end, took a deep breath, "Xiao Ying, tell me your location, I'll come right over. Someone dared to injure my woman, I guarantee I'll kill him later!"

The most well-known Weisheng Martial Arts School in Binzhou was founded by Lu Jinglun.

Yan Wei was a sparring disciple at Weisheng Martial Arts School, not considered a formal disciple under Lu Jinglun, lacking the qualifications, and not regarded by the formal disciples. To put it bluntly, he was a minor character at the very bottom of the martial arts hall!

At that moment, after hanging up the phone, his face darkened, he clenched his teeth and immediately approached a young man, saying respectfully, "Young Master Zuo, someone broke my woman's arm, and my mother-in-law's hands as well. I have to go check on them; I'm afraid I can't spar with you today!"

The young man, after hearing this, threw a few punches at the wooden mannequin on the stage before stopping his movements.

He turned his head and spoke indifferently, "What does the other party do? Do you need my help?"

Yan Wei, upon hearing this, felt an immediate surge of joy. He knew how formidable this young man was, a real martial artist. If this person could accompany him, it would be secured.

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He himself wasn't too confident, but if this person could go with him, it would be impressive in front of his woman.

"It seems that the other party is a martial artist, possibly even a cultivator of martial arts!" Yan Wei quickly replied respectfully.

"Oh? Then I'll accompany you there!" the young man said.

"Thank you so much, Young Master Zuo!" Yan Wei was overwhelmed with excitement.

Indeed, this young man was none other than Ling Fan's younger brother, Zuo Zhengqing, one of the top three masters of the Binzhou University Martial Arts School.

He came to the martial arts hall to practice techniques and often chose Yan Wei as a sparring partner. Over time, the two became acquainted, and once, by accident, Zuo Zhengqing broke Yan Wei's ribs.

Feeling guilty, Zuo Zhengqing promised Yan Wei that if there was anything he couldn't handle, he could help out once or twice!

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In the courtyard of Xu Miaotong, after Yin Huiying finished her call, Shao Jie also took out his phone and dialed.

Ling Fan's arrogance in front of him had greatly irritated him. Especially now as he knelt on the ground, not that he didn't want to stand up, but because his knees were still numb and he couldn't move!

Such humiliation, how could he not take revenge.

"Hello!" a deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Song, I've been beaten up and need your help!" Shao Jie began.

"Oh? Where are you!" the voice from the other end of the line asked.

Shao Jie immediately reported the address, then, after the person on the other end hung up the phone, dialed another number.

"Hello, Xiao Song, what's up?" the person answering the phone turned out to be Zhou Tianlu.

"Boss, Shao Jie has been beaten up, he asked me to send someone to help, and I wanted to ask for your opinion!" Song Lu said, seeking instructions.

"Oh, it's him! His dad just made it into the core group of Tianyun Board of Directors recently, almost counts as Young Master Ling's man, so he's one of our own. Take some men and check it out!" Zhou Tianlu held the phone and said.

"Yes, boss, I understand!" Song Lu replied respectfully.

He was a direct general under Zhou Tianlu, and although Shao Jie had taken the initiative to curry favor with him, seeing that his father was also a high-level executive at Tianyun, he had some dealings with him.

But such matters involving mobilizing a large number of subordinates, even if their personal relationship was good, he did not dare to move personnel lightly, lest there be any slip-ups, which he could not afford.

Therefore, he had to check with Zhou Tianlu; with the boss's word, things would be easy to handle.

Having hung up the phone, he yelled into the walkie-talkie, "Wei Jiang, take five teams with me!"

After making a phone call while kneeling in Xu Miaotong's courtyard, Shao Jie was still somewhat uneasy and made another call.

"Hello, Big Brother Yuan, are you available now? I have been beaten up, can you come and help me!" Shao Jie respectfully spoke into the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was really incredible, the most impressive person he had befriended, a member of the Martial Association. He wouldn't usually call on such a connection, but he felt compelled to do so given the situation today!

"You've been beaten up? Where are you? Give me the address, and I'll be there immediately!" an eager voice came from the other side.

Upon hearing this, Shao Jie's heart steadied, and he kept thanking the person on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, the person on the other end immediately showed a look of joy.

This person was none other than Yuan Shang of the Yuan Family and the Martial Association, who had met Shao Jie not long ago, mainly because he had heard that Shao Jie's father was one of the core members of Tianyun.

That was why he befriended Shao Jie, as being close to someone from Tianyun's core layer meant indirectly pleasing Ling Fan.

Yuan Shang felt a reverence toward Ling Fan that was like reverence toward a deity. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to get on good terms with him, even if it meant leaving a slight impression in his eyes.

However, for someone like Yuan Shang, who was relatively insignificant, it was difficult to connect with a great figure like Ling Fan, and without an opportunity, he could only dream.

But after getting to know Shao Jie, he found an indirect way to please Ling Fan, so he had always hoped to find an opportunity to do Shao Jie a favor.

Yet Shao Jie, treasuring this connection, had been very reluctant to use it, and Yuan Shang had waited a long time without an opportunity presenting itself.

Today, finally, the opportunity had come, and without a second thought, he immediately agreed to help.

He just didn't know what expression this guy would have when he saw that the person he had to deal with was Ling Fan!