People are in Hong Kong, one hundred thousand dead

Chapter 107 I don’t mind being trampled to death

"Who knows if Li Biao was beaten into a trap by you and made a false confession?"

Xiao Yan understood this in his heart, but he still refused to admit it.

After all, this kind of thing is possible.

Unless you can produce irrefutable evidence, he will refuse to admit it even to death.

"Okay, that's right. Then one day someone comes to the walled city and burns Brother Xiayan's house. Can I say that Brother Xiayan framed me?"

Chen Wen leaned back on the chair, threw the chopsticks in his hand, and said arrogantly.

"Oh?"

The corners of his narrow eyes and mouth raised slightly, and he said mockingly: "You can come here if you are not afraid of death. Do you think the Walled City is outside of you? Come here whenever you want, and leave whenever you want?"

"You can come, but I don't know if you can walk out standing."

He was not afraid of Chen Wen's threat at all, after all, the place he was in charge of was not other territory.

Kowloon Walled City is not a place that ordinary people can play around with. The Walled City and other places have always been inseparable and separated from each other.

Unless you are born and raised in the Walled City, you can't even think of being the boss there. Those people inside won't agree.

It was a no-nonsense area, and even the police did not dare to enter.

It was a place without electricity. It was obviously in an international metropolis like Hong Kong Island, but life was like a feudal society many years ago, with strict classes and its own set of operating systems.

Except for the big boss there, no one can speak easily.

Even if Jiang Tiansheng walked in, there was no guarantee that he would be able to come out standing.

"Humph!"

Jiang Tiansheng suddenly snorted, interrupted the two of them, and continued: "Tonight, I want to have a peaceful celebration banquet, but I am not here to hear you two fight!"

As soon as he said those words, the two people were about to start a verbal war, making it clear that they did not take him seriously.

"Eat! If anyone mentions the matter of fighting and killing again tonight, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Jiang Tiansheng glanced at everyone coldly, so frightened that they did not dare to take a breath.

Chen Wen also shrugged, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. The fish melted in his mouth and tasted very delicious.

He smiled and said, "This fish is quite delicious. Mr. Jiang, please try it."

Jiang Tiansheng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, picked up a piece of fish, put it in his mouth and bit it a few times, nodded with satisfaction and said, "The steamed fish here is still so delicious."

At the end of the table, Chen Haonan and Ekin looked almost jealous to death.

They are both employed, so why are they still the younger brother, but Chen Wen has already become a talker in Causeway Bay and can chat and laugh with all the big guys.

Damn it, it’s all because there’s a person on top of him!

If that person disappears, will he be the new boss...

When Ekin thought of this, his heart skipped a beat, his blood speeded up, and his breathing became somewhat thicker.

This scene made Chen Haonan next to him look at him in surprise.

This glance made Ekin wary and he quickly suppressed his excitement.

"Such delicious fish is not a trivial matter to Awen. Just order a plate and eat it every day." Brother Ji, the talker in Beijiao, said in a sour tone.

The narrow eyes on the side seized the opportunity and mocked: "I heard that the magazine opened by Awen is very profitable. It can cost hundreds of thousands a month. It's a good business if it's a serious business. It makes more money than those of us who are inferior." many."

He didn't believe how much money the magazine could make, and he scorned Chen Wen's behavior of not selling medicine or engaging in gambling on his own territory.If you don't do these things when you come out to hang out, how can you make money?

Originally, he wanted to ridicule Chen Wen, but Chen Wen nodded directly and said with a smile: "Indeed, legitimate business is still very profitable, at least more profitable than those."

"puff!"

Hearing the words, Xianyan couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. He held his stomach and laughed loudly: "Awen, how much money does your magazine make, so that you can say such a thing?"

"Do you know that all the profits I make from Kowloon Walled City add up to millions a month!"

"Hey! What the hell are you doing on a plane, Xiaoyan! You're all fucking spraying on me!"

The pretty mother sitting next to him glared and said angrily.

She was not afraid of any narrow-minded eyes in front of her. Even if the prince angered her, she would dare to scold him.

"Sorry, haha..."

Xiaoyan apologized perfunctorily, and after walking down the stairs to his pretty mother, he looked at Chen Wen as if he were looking at a fool: "In the club, when it comes to making money, I am not the best, but do you know that among all of you here now, Thirteen How much can my sister earn? How much can the prince earn?"

"Not making money? What a joke!"

“Today’s young people increasingly don’t know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!”

Brother Ji was also there to add some finishing blows from time to time.

The two of them looked at Chen Wen with ridicule and contempt.

"No way?"

Chen Wen pretended to be surprised and shouted: "Brother Xianyan, you only make 100 million a month?"

"I thought Brother Xianyan, no matter how hard you work, you can make millions in a month! After all, a newcomer like me, who has just become a talker, can make more than 400 million yuan in profit a month just from the magazine. Not counting other protection fees and the like.”

He did not choose to explode directly, but mocked in a sinister manner.

"Oh, by the way, I just gave hundreds of thousands of red envelopes to my brothers, asking them to go back to heal their injuries and cultivate themselves."

"Where did this kid come from? He actually dares to talk nonsense? Be careful when you blow your tongue and flash your tongue!"

Brother Ji was furious when he heard this, slapped the case and roared.

He couldn't stand the newcomers who didn't know how to respect their seniors.

Because he felt that his authority was being challenged, he was very dissatisfied.

"How many millions a month, why didn't you say you were fucking tens of millions a month? Do you think you are Bin? Those who don't know think you are Li Jiacheng!"

Xiaoyan also sneered and mocked with disdain.

"Is there anyone who doesn't believe it? It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. After all, in every era there are a group of old-timers who are stubborn in their thinking and hold on to the old things and refuse the emergence of new things."

"And such people are often eliminated by the times."

"If mixed clubs are really profitable, then why do so many people go to white clubs?"

"What kind of justice are you really for? Don't tease me, there are so many people."

"As for some rats who are happy to stay in the toilet all their lives and never come out, then let them be, provided that this rat doesn't come to disgust me, otherwise I won't mind trampling him to death."

Chen Wen spoke arrogantly, mockingly comparing the thin eyes to mice.

(End of this chapter)