The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Yang Qiu stayed in the training ground of Bloody Wolf for less than an hour before leaving.    

    

In the beginning, these unruly men were loyal to Yang Qiu because of their loyalty to money. But now, these men, including Max, were in awe of Yang Qiu.    

    

At least in the limits of their imagination, no one could break a main tank with their body.    

    

No matter how powerful the special forces were, they had seen the Dragon Thorn of Hwa Country, but no matter how powerful they were, how could the structure of the human body exceed steel?    

    

Some people could use their fists to break through thin steel plates, but this not only required strength. Also, this steel plate's thickness was more than one centimeter. Why don't you give it a try?    

    

As for Yang Qiu's small body, he had smashed into a main tank.    

    

Yes, smashed!    

    

The steel plate, which was five centimeters thick, had been completely torn apart.    

    

These big men were not idiots, they were all weapon experts. Even if Yang Qiu's body was a piece of steel, within fifty meters, it would not have such an effect.    

    

The superposition of strength, the impact of strength and speed. . . Even if it was a meteorite from outer space, it wouldn't have such great strength.    

    

His boss and the people around him weren't ordinary people.    

    

The power that Stern Lonegan displayed had already shocked them to the extreme. This was how they were able to convince them, and even risked betraying their country to follow him here. And now, what Yang Qiu had shown had shocked them even more.    

    

Yang Qiu was sitting in the carriage. Riley, who was sitting opposite of him, was shivering all the time. When he looked at Yang Qiu again, he didn't even have the courage to speak.    

    

Stern Lonegan and Max stayed in the training field of Bloody Wolf. Dracula and Arthur stayed in the car behind them. Satan became Yang Qiu's driver.    

    

Seeing Riley like this, Yang Qiu could not help smiling at him and said:    

    

"Riley, do you want to have this kind of power?"    

    

Riley looked at Yang Qiu in fear, and after a long time, he finally said, I don't want to have this kind of power.    

    

"Boss, can I have this kind of power too?"    

    

"Of course, but you have to suffer a little. Pour me a glass of wine. "    

    

Riley quickly opened the fridge in the Rolls Royce and took out a crystal glass from it. He poured a glass of wine and respectfully handed it to Yang Qiu.    

    

"Boss. Can I really have that kind of power?"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled and nodded.    

    

"Of course, I need to support a local. You are the best choice. Riley, remember my words and be obedient. I said I will make you the underground emperor of North America, so I will definitely do it!"    

    

Riley nodded fiercely and asked tentatively.    

    

"Boss, you. . . You are so powerful. Why are you still so low-profile? Is there an enemy? "    

    

Yang Qiu revealed a strange smile but did not say anything.    

    

Riley immediately shut his mouth and did not ask.    

    

However, his heart couldn't calm down.    

    

The strength and confidence displayed by the boss was definitely only one ten-thousandth of what he had. Why would such a powerful figure come to North America and establish his own power in such a low profile manner?    

    

Could it be that the boss was expelled by someone in the east?    

    

What kind of powerful figure could drive the boss out?    

    

When they returned home, before Yang Qiu could even warm his butt, Dracula walked over and bowed slightly to him, saying:    

    

"Boss, Count Athlone is here. "    

    

Yang Qiu could not help but be stunned for a moment and asked with a frown,    

    

Why did this old thing come? Didn't he say hello in advance?"    

    

Dracula shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head.    

    

"He said he has something very important to tell you personally. It's not convenient to talk over the phone. "    

    

Yang Qiu nodded slowly and said.    

    

"Let him in! I want to see what this old thing is looking for me for! "    

    

Dracula rubbed his chin.    

    

"Boss, does this old thing know about the training ground?"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled coldly.    

    

"So what if he knows? These people all changed their faces. Even their identities had changed. Who could still think of who they were? Call him in. "    

    

Dracula nodded, turned around and walked out of the room. Very quickly, Count Athlone walked in with quick steps from the door. From afar, the old man gave an exaggerated bow to Yang Qiu.    

    

"Sir Yang Qiu, we meet again! Please forgive me for coming uninvited!"    

    

Yang Qiu did not even have the interest to stand up. He sat on the sofa and raised his hand as a greeting.    

    

"Count, please take a seat. What business do you have with me?"    

    

Count Athlone immediately sat down and said in a low voice.    

    

"Sir, did you make a trip to London not long ago?"    

    

Yang Qiu stared at him coldly and said in a flat tone.    

    

"You investigated my whereabouts? Count, do you need me to get closer to your heir? "    

    

Count Athlone was so scared that he immediately jumped up from the sofa. He awkwardly rubbed his hands together and said with a flattering smile:    

    

"Sir, how dare I follow you? There is a friend who wishes to see you. Don't worry, this friend will not do you any harm in the future. Of course, I am just a messenger for this gentleman. Whether I see him or not depends on you!"    

    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but smile and say.    

    

"Oh? Someone wants to see me? Who exactly is it that made you a messenger for him? "    

    

Athlone quickly said with a smile.    

    

"You must be familiar with him. You will also not be unfamiliar with the Rose Cross Association, right? This is the current president of the Rose Cross. His identity is also an extremely respected existence in the European aristocratic circle. Sir, even if the Queen of England sees him, she must maintain sufficient respect! "    

    

Yang Qiu gave Athlone a deep look and then gestured for him to sit down. He looked at Athlone and smiled lightly and said lightly:    

    

"Old man, don't play any tricks on me. I know who you are. So, just say it! I don't like to beat around the bush with others. "    

    

Athlone thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:    

    

"Sir, that mister is going to talk to you about a business, a very big business. "    

    

Yang Qiu smiled faintly.    

    

"I am not short of money!"    

    

Athlone was stunned. He seemed to feel that what he said was wrong. He quickly flattered.    

    

"Of course. How could you be short of money? But this is definitely a deal you are very interested in, and you don't need to take any risks at all, sir, if you are willing to talk to that sir, I will arrange it, absolutely no one will know"    

    

Yang Qiu looked at this old man and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He asked directly:    

    

"How many benefits can you get from the middle?"    

    

Athlone lowered his head and thought for a while. Then, he quickly looked around and stared at Yang Qiu. He said slowly,    

    

"To tell you the truth, I can receive a medium fee of around ten billion dollars. "    

    

Yang Qiu could not help but smile.    

    

"Well, I am curious about what kind of business it is. You can arrange it. I will meet that guy. "