The ground in between is laid out as a ’golf course’, with the supporting columns painted to look like trees.
"How is it, Yu God?"
Boss Chen, who is nearing forty and slightly overweight, said, "My self-built high-rise golf course is more fun than a regular one, right?"
"Hmm, it’s indeed interesting," Yu God said while strolling inside the room. "Second only to Boss Li’s twelve-story city center course."
"What’s he?" Boss Chen scoffed. "Just over a hundred square ters, and you’re done after a few steps—what kind of ga is that?"
"But theirs is high-end, every inch is worth gold," Yu God shook his head and looked at Boss Chen. "Calling here today isn’t just to see the course, right?"
"Definitely not," Boss Chen laughed. "Last night, your people called , saying they were coming to see .
I’m not familiar with your Master ng, but knowing you’re still in the province, I asked you to co by and see what he wants to do."
"I thought it was sothing urgent?" Yu God glanced at the four bodyguards around. "Look how nervous you are? It’s just a washed-up boxer."
As he spoke, he patted Boss Chen on the shoulder. "Only you, Boss Chen and Uncle Ling, have my number.
Anyone else, even if they got my number sohow, I couldn’t be bothered to deal with them."
"Honored!" Boss Chen laughed heartily, then, hearing sothing in his earpiece, said to Yu God, "That washed-up boxer of yours has co in, bringing a stranger with him.
But sohow... he looks familiar?"
"Familiar?" Yu God showed a strange expression and looked at the wall in the upper left.
There was a row of surveillance caras.
Simultaneously, upon seeing Zhang Feng entering through the door, appearing in front of a face-level cara, he also showed a puzzled look,
"No, no, it’s not just you who think he’s familiar, I also feel this person is sowhat familiar?
Who is he exactly?
Have I seen him sowhere before?"
Yu God sowhat forgot who Zhang Feng was, although he had previously sent people to look for Zhang Feng many tis.
Including Boss Chen, who also helped search.
Just a vague impression, and both were familiar.
The next mont, Yu God was struck with realization:
"Oh! Now I rember who he is! The guy I buried! I searched for him for a long ti! Even had you look for him for quite a while!"
Yu God was thrilled, feeling like he finally found soone he’d been searching for ages.
After all, Zhang Feng could serve as a verbal witness bringing him so little PR crises.
"I rember now!" Boss Chen also recalled and speculated: "You an that washed-up boxer recently found this guy, then couldn’t find you, so he ca to claim credit from ?"
Boss Chen said this and instructed the nearby bodyguard, "Go, bring them up."
"Claim credit? Interesting!" Yu God laughed. "Today, I finally understand that even a washed-up boxer has so use.
No wonder Uncle Ling wouldn’t let fire him, instead letting him watch the lab.
That surna ng indeed has so skills."
"He does have skills... By the way!" Boss Chen suddenly thought of sothing and curiously asked, "A few years ago, you had find this guy and then handle him. What’s really your grudge with him?"
"Him? Grudge with ?" Yu God felt a bit embarrassed, quickly distancing himself from the matter, "He’s just so employee at so company or whatever? Anyway, I forgot.
We’ll ask him when he gets here and find out."
Yu God said this, chuckling and shaking his head.
"When I dealt with him, it was just his bad luck. Otherwise, he’d never get to be involved with in his lifeti."
"Definitely," Boss Chen was used to Yu God’s arrogance, "You’re a god, he’s a human, of course, he couldn’t mix with you.
Are you planning on playing with him this ti again?"
"Playing?" Yu God glanced at the indoor golf holes, "I just thought of a ga. What do you say if we knock out all his teeth and make him a golf hole, how many balls would it take to choke him?"
"I don’t know," Boss Chen’s face slowly revealed an expression of anticipation, "Want to give it a try?"
Boss Chen, rembering sothing, looked at another bodyguard, "I recall you also checked on him? What’s his na?"
"Yu God, Brother Chen," the bodyguard said awkwardly, "I didn’t check, it was two other brothers. They’re downstairs now. Shall I bring them up?"
"No need," Boss Chen looked toward a corner office desk. "I rember his file is in my drawer, probably at the very bottom. Go look for it."
"Yes!" The obedient bodyguard went over, his curiosity piqued to see how many balls could go in.
Based on his understanding of Yu God’s strength, the impact of one ball could crush a person’s throat and back of the head.
So most likely it would end in one ball, the rest being a brutal ga.
Having been with Boss Chen a long ti, he’d seen Yu God’s deadly gas, and it hardly moved him emotionally.
Sotis, he’d even help clean up the site.
Yu God picked up a golf club, looking at Boss Chen, "Who’s taking the first shot?"
"!" Boss Chen laughed, "One shot from you and the guy’s dead, then there’s no second shot."
"I can hold back a bit..." Yu God laughed, was about to say sothing when the distant elevator dinged.
Zhang Feng and Master ng, led by two bodyguards, entered this lavish top-floor golf course.
"Zhang Feng!" Boss Chen received the file delivered by a bodyguard and then looked at the arriving Zhang Feng,
"Perfect timing, co on, hold him up, knock out all his teeth, Yu God and I want to start the ga."
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