"Who are you looking for?" Chen Jie put his schoolbag in the car and turned around to ask. "Your agent: Mr. Davy Jones." Zhang Ruochen smiled: "You have a high reputation there. Almost everyone who knows about black market boxing knows you. Although you always appear wearing a tiger mask, But it¡¯s not too difficult to find your information. ¡°Then you should know: I have retired.¡± Chen Jie shook his head. "Really? Let me understand: you probably changed jobs instead of retiring, right? Otherwise, why would you be a bodyguard here?" Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Chen Jie, you have such a powerful ability but don't make good use of it. Isn't that a waste?" "Who did you offend?" Chen Jie was really curious. Wang Bei can find his own information, and Zhang Ruochen can naturally find it too. This is not surprising. But it's a bit strange that Zhang Ruochen was actually asked to fight. "Okay, I knew I had to tell the truth, but please don't tell Siyu about this." Zhang Ruochen looked embarrassed, looked around, walked closer to Chen Jie and said, "To be honest, it's actually me I was gambling in Las Vegas, but I ran into a situation. "Maybe I was lucky. I won hundreds of thousands of dollars in three hours on the first night, but the casino told me that there was a more exciting way. It was your manager who welcomed me. " "He took me to an underground boxing match and encouraged me to bet. I won the first time, and I won one hundred thousand dollars!" "Zhang Ruochen said this! His face shone with excitement. Chen Jie found it a bit funny: After all, you, Zhang Ruochen, are also a real estate tycoon worth billions, so you are so happy after winning a mere $100,000? Would you like to have some success? "The next few games, I bet correctly, but in the last three games, I lost three games in a row: all three games were defeated by a big black man named 'Hurricane' who defeated the person I bet on. "Hurricane?" Chen Jie suddenly remembered: Qingsi Yajing once received a phone call from Jones, and it seemed that there was something about this hurricane. "I lost more than one million yuan in these three games. Although it was within my tolerance, I was also very angry. As a result, the other party's boss said: Whoever can defeat that hurricane will have a reward of 10 million yuan! I At that time, I was so excited that I could find someone to kill that hurricane." "I understand." Chen Jie nodded: "Is it Jones who asked you to come to me?" "That's right," Zhang Ruochen answered honestly. Said: "Jones said that only you can defeat that hurricane. This guy has played more than a dozen games, killing his opponent within 5 minutes in each game. Over there, there is already a legend: Except for Zhan Hu's comeback, there will be no one Can we suppress this hurricane?" "Zhang Ruochen, is this the reason why you went to the United States to discuss business?" Chen Jie said with a smile. "Chen Jie, you're not too young. Men always have little feelings, don't they?" Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "This is a conversation between men: men all like women and war, don't they? The same goes for me. Of course, I am completely devoted to Siyu. Gambling is just a hobby. " "How about Chen Jie, help me and Jones? I will tell Siyu that it only takes a few days. Okay" "Forget it, I'm not interested." Chen Jie refused: "I have a lot of things to do recently." "Chen Jie, I really don't understand: Just like the last hostage incident, you are right. Fighting is still full of interest, I can see that, but it¡¯s just a matter of going back to fight. That hurricane has now completely replaced your original position in the black market boxing match. Don¡¯t you want to go back and compete with him? " Zhang Ruochen is good at tempting. "Zhang Ruochen, run your current business well." Chen Jie leaned on the car and shook his head. When Zhang Ruochen's face changed slightly, Wang Siyu had already walked to the parking lot. Wang Siyu's face was a little gloomy. When he saw Zhang Ruochen, his face relaxed. Originally, Zhang Ruochen should have been a little angry, but when he saw Wang Siyu, his face immediately brightened up within a second. "Siyu, I didn't even know that such a big thing happened. I left my business and rushed back. Are you okay?" Zhang Ruochen handed over a bunch of flowers and asked with concern. Wang Siyu smiled and said nothing, and gave Zhang Ruochen a big hug after the bouquet was finished. Chen Jie turned his head away. Although Wang Siyu has nothing to do with him, for some reason, Chen Jie hates seeing this scene. "Chen Jie you can go back by yourself first." Wang Siyu seemed to have only now realized that Chen Jie was still beside him.Suddenly he broke away from Zhang Ruochen's arms and said to Chen Jie with a blushing face. Chen Jie nodded, opened the door and got in the car. "Chen Jie!" Zhang Ruochen opened the scissor door of Reventon and let Wang Siyu go up, but he walked to Chen Jie's window. "Should you consider this matter? Mr. Jones asked me to tell you when he came here. That Hurricane has boasted that even if Zhan Hu comes back, he will beat you to death. Are you going to let him go so easily?" "Bring Wang Siyu back early." Chen Jie stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, leaving Mr. Chaolu with a gray face When he reached the school gate, Chen Jie found that there was a traffic jam: a row of black cars were queuing up to leave the school gate. Because these vehicles are off-campus vehicles, they must be inspected when leaving school. What reached a deadlock was that a group of people got out of the car. The main members were a group of burly men in suits wearing sunglasses. The leader was a middle-aged aunt in her forties or fifties. "Check even when you come in! Check when you go out! Do we still care about things from this shabby school like yours? Do you understand this is an insult! Do you guys still want to do it? Believe it or not, I will tell you to get out in a minute. Tianhai!¡± The middle-aged aunt pointed at a campus security guard¡¯s nose and cursed, and the men in suits gathered around her, as if to enhance the middle-aged aunt¡¯s momentum. The sleek black Mercedes-Benz car looked indeed quite impressive. After getting out of the second car, a man who was very familiar to Chen Jie also got up. Liu Yiru? And the middle-aged aunt Chen Jie also recognized it immediately: Isn¡¯t she Liu Yiru¡¯s mother? Seeing this scene, Chen Jie seemed to understand something. When he was about to make a call, there was a knock on the car door. Manluo was standing outside the car, raising her little fist and knocking on the window hard!