MTL - Awakening-~ 6-Youth Godfather

Early the next morning, Zheng Zhi was eager to eat breakfast after completing the planned training program. He could not wait to fly to the school to see the upcoming hot scene.

Who knows that someone is ringing the doorbell at this time. Hemei walked over to open the door.

"Zheng Zhi, looking for you."

"What, find me? Isn't it a newspaper?" Zheng Zhi swallowed the last bite of bread before going to the door.

"Is you Mr. Hirota Masahiro?" A middle-aged man wearing a designer suit asked very respectfully.

"I am, is there anything?"

"It is like this, our boss wants to see you."

"Who is your boss?" Zheng Zhi has already guessed one or two.

"Our boss is surnamed Ray."

"Sure enough. Can you delay until the afternoon, I am a little bit now."

"But the boss told me that I must come to you anyway today. Can you please talk about it?"

The boy’s temper is still so impatient, and it has not changed for so many years. Zheng Zhi sighed and said: "Well, I will go with you now."

Then he turned and said to Hemei: "Hemei, can you help me with a vacation today?"

"Got it."

"Let's go."

"Please come with me." The middle-aged man took Zheng Zhi to a top-class car and then sat in the driver's seat.

What kind of person did the guy know? And the eyes sent the RV to the dust.

An hour later, the RV drove into a large estate. It is like a tropical hotel. In the middle of it, a magnificent eight-story building is luxuriously designed but does not show the arrogance of the nouveau riche. Below is a large swimming pool and a standard golf course. The estate is surrounded by a variety of tropical fruit trees, like a small tropical forest.

After the driver stopped the car, he took Zhengzhi to the main entrance of the building. I saw the door standing neatly in two rows of serious look, wearing a black suit, wearing sunglasses, dressed like a black super police.

Seeing this ostentation, Zheng Zhi could not help but laugh, the kid would not think that he was really a godfather.

When I entered it, the temperature suddenly became very natural and cool. Several beautiful women wearing cheongsam cheongsam or **** short skirts walked around and were very eye-catching.

Seeing a school uniform, ordinary looks, everyone has a strange look.

When I came to the entrance of the innermost courtyard, the middle-aged driver said to Zheng Zhi: "The boss is inside, you please come in." Then he walked away alone.

I don't know what they are like now? Zheng Zhi gently took a breath and pushed the door open and went in.

I saw four people sitting in the middle of the yard, three men and one woman, and four people like bodyguards standing behind them.

The four people came to drink tea very leisurely, and when they saw Zhengzhi coming in, they looked at him in unison. Especially in the middle wearing black casual wear, the young man in his early thirties was the most strange expression. When he saw Zhengzhi, he stood up immediately. Next to him is a mid-man in a white gown. Although his appearance is not good, but his eyes are stunned, he is looking at Zhengzhi with his eyes.

Zheng Zhi did not say a word, just looking at the young man, his eyes gradually appeared like a lack of warmth.

It seems that this kid has finally grown up.

The body is tall and straight, and the self-confidence that comes out from the inside out is like a black panther that is waiting for the opportunity and full of explosive power.

Then he turned to look at the white gown man and smiled and said: "Changan, after so many years, you still haven't changed. Others will think that you don't have clothes to change and wear long gowns every day." Zheng Zhi said that it was a long-lost Chinese.

The white man listened to the shock and looked at him with a surprise but unbelievable look.

"Who are you? Is it the phone you gave me? And, how do you know my phone number?" The black man did not notice Changan's expression, first asked.

Zheng Zhi sighed: "You have been so impatient for so many years, don't you know that asking people so many questions at once will make you feel annoyed."

Being said by a high school student who only had his shoulders, the black man was so angry that he was about to attack. Zheng Zhi suddenly asked: "So many years, your foreskin has been cut? Will you still keep it?"

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped below zero.

"Hey!" The only woman in the field couldn't help but laugh out. Chang'an was also a smile. Other people want to laugh and dare not laugh, and the look becomes very weird.

"You...you give me all out!" The man in black swelled red and yelled at the person next to him.

Soon, there were only three people in the scene: Zheng Zhi, Black Man and Changan.

"Who are you?" The man in black has already thought about it. If the kid is not honest, he will be on the spot.

Zheng Zhi did not say anything, just walked quietly to Chang'an, and pulled out the long sword that Changan never left. Suddenly, Jianguang was dazzling in the morning sun.

The black man’s eyes almost fell out, and he clearly knew what the sword meant for Chang’an. Others don’t want to say it, just want to touch this guy and they will turn their faces right away. Today, this guy has taken the wrong medicine, not only does not stop this dead child, but also looks like a smile.

When he had not reacted, he saw that the dead child suddenly jumped to the middle of the courtyard and danced the sword.

Looking at it, the man in black looks more and more dignified. This is impossible. Such a sword, such a sword, in addition to that person, there is still a second person to use, and is still a high school student who has not yet grown up.

Chang'an was also very excited, but it seemed that there was no accidental look. When he saw the back, he burst into tears. Finally muttered to himself: "Adult, you are finally back."

"Little black, optimistic, this trick is used like this." This sentence is like a black thunder, the black man is numb.

I saw that the Jianzhi sword in the field suddenly changed, and the Jianlu became big and big, just like the killing of thousands of horses and horses. The momentum became unprecedentedly fierce, and even the two people who were far away from the field were brought up. The sword wind blew his cheeks. This is no longer a sword, it is more like a knife to the hegemony.

When the momentum rose to the fiercest, Zheng Zhiyi flew out, only to see the cold flash, the sword was inserted straight into the middle of a big tree and not to the handle.

"Little black, see clearly?" Zheng Zhi smiled at the black man, laughing lightly.

"Master!" The man in black rushed straight to the front of Zheng Zhi, and his face burst into tears.