We should despise the enemy strategically and pay attention to the enemy tactically.

Shang Yang is not a prodigal son who thinks he is the most popular after he is arrogant. He can see very clearly how much he weighs. There is no teenager's impulse in the adult world, and it is impossible to shout and kill him at all. But when everything involves interests, there are many people who fight to the death.

Go out.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the weather was getting colder and the streets were even more empty at night.

I didn't walk home like before, and I was careful. I called a taxi in a very luxurious way and went straight to the chemical factory's family building. I got off the car and passed by the grocery store. It was dark inside. Aunt Wang sent Chen Yutong to school and had not come back. It has been a few days. On the one hand, I was worried that the little girl would not adapt to the strange environment for the first time in so many years. On the other hand, she had already started military training. As a mother, she couldn't bear to leave her daughter. It is said that she stood on the playground and watched every day.

Without the little girl chattering all day long, she is really empty around her.

I remembered the day when she parted, she hugged herself and cried in the dark, and was also secretly worried. What should I do if I bully people in college with her personality?

The men, women, young and old in the chemical factory joked that Chen Yutong was his young wife. He hadn't thought it before, but now he is more and more appropriate. He still misses him a little. He shifted his eyes from the dark window and went straight to the second floor.

Seeing that Zhao Suxian had already rested.

Then I started washing.

At the entrance of the chemical factory’s family building, a black car stopped steadily.

The family building is different from the newly built community. It has walled gates but no property management. When the factory has good performance, people will be asked to green and repair regularly. Now the chemical factory is on the verge of bankruptcy, and no one pays attention to it, so it will not be dirty or messy, but there are a few buildings that go in and out casually.

The model of the black sedan is very thick, and it looks black from the outside, but you can vaguely see the cigarette butts flashing.

"Slay the master to death by random punches, haha..."

A sad sigh came from inside. The person who spoke was holding a cigarette in his hand. He was smoky in the car. He sat in the passenger seat, and a layer of haze appeared on his face: "Others know that I, Zheng Hai, can tolerate it. I am like a dog, and I am dormant under the nose of Ge Zhong for three or nine months. They all thought I dare not touch this kid, thinking that I still have to endure it, but if I endure it until the limit doesn't explode, it's not patience, but coward..."

As expected, the co-pilot was Zheng Hai.

All the careful plans were broken by Shang Yang, and this anger must be vented. Not only did he have to do it, but he also had to do it decisively and thoroughly, kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, and let everyone see that once I, Zheng Hai, decide that I can't bear it, any enemy who dares to stand in front of me will be crushed.

"Are you sure you want to do this? It is very likely to ruin Shang Yang's life."

The man sitting in the driver's seat frowned slightly. He didn't agree with Zheng Hai's approach in his heart. It was nothing more than that, it was too serious: "The matter has not ended yet. The madman and the challenger will definitely win the championship. There will be no accident in Wufan's single-player championship. All the championships are in your hands, and you will have the bargaining chips to negotiate with the boss behind it. So you already have a lot of say in the contracting issue in the next issue!"

“Is it a problem?”

Zheng Hai turned his head and stared at him: "Shang Yang is Shang Yang, my chip is mine. If you have any feelings for that Dongcheng Boxing Club, or if you still have feelings for Ge Zhong, you can go back, but... don't forget that you were kicked out in shame, like a dog in a broken family. Who took you in!"

The man immediately fell silent when he heard this.

A haze appeared in his eyes.

Zheng Hai also felt that he was talking too much and took a deep breath of smoke and said, "I know that doing this goes against your original intention, but, when people walk in society, who doesn't have any shameful things in their hands? Ge Zhong is a hypocrite, I am a real villain. At least from my point of view, I am not a little better than him. I don't need to mention Shang Yang's role. Compared to you, you can guess one or two. As long as he is there, it will be a disaster."

"According to my original intention, if I can successfully force the palace today, I will give him a code. I believe the boss will have his own considerations. However, the current situation is a failure. It is not safe to train the boxer alone, so he must act. If you can't do it, I can let Wu Fan come over. He is young and energetic, and he may lose his sense of responsibility."

When the man in the driver's seat heard this, he shook his head slightly: "I'll go, just do this, and I will become Brother Xiong beside you in the future, haha... That's the person I despise the most. I didn't expect that one day I would do this!"

Zheng Hai affirmed: "Don't worry, when I win the club, I will let you continue your dreams."

"Go away!"

The man didn't say much, then pushed open the car door and walked out.

When I walked into the night, my figure was clearly presented. I was about forty years old, 1.85 meters tall, and I was strong and looked very unusual when I walked.

Zheng Hai looked at the back of him gradually integrating into the chemical factory's family building.

My eyes became more and more slanted and longer. When facing Shang Yang, I wanted to peel and get cramps. However, in the context of the boxing club not winning, the conflict was temporarily less intense, and everything was mainly stable.

I broke one leg and picked up the tendons.

The man quickly walked downstairs of Shang Yang's house and lived in that building, which floor and number. He had already figured it out. He did not enter directly from the building, but came to the rear of the building and looked left and right. It was pitch black and there was no trace of people. He raised his arms and grabbed the anti-theft guardrail installed by Chen Yutong's house with both hands, and supported his body. In the blink of an eye, he stepped on the windowsill. He grabbed the top of the anti-theft guardrail and continued to move upwards, stepping on the beam in the middle of the guardrail. His movement was very light, and the anti-theft guard almost made no sound.

Let go of one hand and grab it up hard.

The advantage of height and arms length is highlighted. The slightly standing body has already lived on the windowsill of Shangyang's bedroom.

The bedroom was covered with curtains and lights.

The man supported his body with one hand and loosened the other hand, grabbed the windowsill. At this point, he had stood up and used his strong arm strength to hang his body in mid-air. His head passed through the windowsill. He wanted to see the environment inside through the curtains. Unfortunately, the curtains were very tight and could not be seen at all.

He was not in a hurry and listened carefully for a while.

But there was still no movement inside.

Apart from falling asleep, he is not in the room.

He thought about the spectator briefly, stepped on the expansion bolts that fixed the anti-theft railing of Chen Yutong's house. He controlled the balance with one hand, and took out a palm-sized dagger from his pocket with the other hand, raised it, and slashed it towards the window screen with only a flash of screen.

"Crack..."

It made a noise that was difficult to control, but there was no movement in the room.

The plastic window screen could not withstand the sharp dagger. In just one moment, a hole was cut in the middle, and a person could pass through it. He put away the dagger, put his hand on the curtain, and opened it.

There is a small bedroom inside, very poor.

There is only a small wooden single bed and a wardrobe. Apart from that, the most valuable thing is a computer that looks like it has been eliminated from an Internet cafe, but there is no one.

He used both hands to support his body and grabbed the windowsill with one hand. The person was already riding on the windowsill and turning it in.

Sitting on the bed...

Outside the door, Shang Yang had just taken a shower, and there were wounds on his nose and eyebrows. This small injury was common for him. Who is still bruised and bruised at the age of hard work?

After taking a shower, I applied some red potion to the bathroom.

Prepare to go back and rest.

As soon as he walked to the door, he put one hand on the door and suddenly stopped. He felt something was wrong. This feeling was indescribable. The air seemed to be filled with the smell of smoke. After living in this family for more than 20 years, it was very familiar. The smell of smoke was very unusual, as if it was soaked in the smoke for a long time, and the fibers of the clothes were filled with e-liquid.

But then I shook my head, maybe I was too sensitive.

Reach out and push the door open.

"Crack..."

The moment the door is opened, the inside and outside of the door are connected into a whole.

The situation inside the door is clearly presented to you.

Shang Yang was stunned in place, his pupils tightened, and unprecedented danger signals spread throughout his body. Because there was a person sitting on the bed directly in front of him, he put pressure on people no less than Wu Fan. The key is that this person is middle-aged and doing things must be a result of careful consideration.

No shouting or shouting.

Looking at each other quietly.

A man suddenly sat on his bed. No matter how he thought about it, it was a creepy thing. But after being surprised, Shang Yang became surprisingly calm. He thought about it, walked in, and raised his hand to close the door.

"Zheng Hai's people?"

He suppressed his voice very low because in the room next to him, his mother, Zhao Suxian, who was powerless to tie a chicken, lived. This person suddenly appeared and must have a purpose. If he was abnormal, he would also expose Zhao Suxian to danger.

"right!"

The man did not deny it, and even looked at Shang Yang carefully, not like he was peeking at his opponent, but more like he was looking at his juniors.

"Where did he let you do?"

Shang Yang asked again.

It was never his habit to sit and wait for death. He was thinking about how to break the deadlock. Zheng Hai was obviously confident that he could come alone, and the situation was very critical.

“Lifelong disability!”

The man responded very concisely.

Shang Yang nodded, not surprised by the result: "I have to know who is lying in the last question!"

He knows everyone in Zhenghai's company and has seen them, and even if he hasn't seen them, he has heard of them. This is an important criterion for judging opponents' strength.

"coach!"

A man will not change his name or his surname.

Hearing these two words, Shang Yang's face turned pale. This name was not familiar with it before today, but Uncle Zhou gave him complete popularity. In the club, except for Ge Zhong and Xiong who are veterans, the other one is coach. This is not important. The key is that he has trained the pillars of the boxing ring, Lion, Zi Yang and others.

In the rankings, firmly occupy the first place.

It was just a defeat by the gentleman.

Facing a coach, the possibility of protecting yourself intact is no longer great.

If there is no coach seizing power, he may become his master.

"Go out and talk?"

Shang Yang spoke.

"good!"

The coach stood up slowly.
Chapter completed!