Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 367 Clown I like you very much

"Wu Zhihui, what qualifications do you have to sit in this seat?!"

Nie Fugui's angry scolding voice resounded in the VIP room, immediately attracting everyone to look at Wu Zhihui.

Don't say it.

In this kind of situation, with so many eyes focused on one person, it's a bit stressful.

Wu Zhihui didn't panic at all, playing with the cigar in his hand: "No, Nie Sheng, why are you talking so loudly? Are you afraid that people can't hear you clearly?"

He curled his lips, put his left hand on the table, and looked sideways at Nie Fugui: "Who asked me to come? This is He Sheng's place, of course He Sheng asked me to come."

"Are you pretending to be stupid? I think you don't take He Sheng seriously at all."

In a few words, he dismissed Nie Fugui directly, but instead raised him up.

"you"

Wu Zhihui took over the topic: "No wonder he quarreled with Dajun in the gambling stall.

Rama Bing cleared his throat and stood up from his seat: "Yes, Jiang Tiansheng asked me to help. He can't mobilize manpower in a short time, so he asked me to help take care of it."

He really had no evidence. All Aji's people had already run away, so where could he find them?

"..."

"How could he have gambling debts?!"

Several horse boys rushed in immediately.

"What I did is what I did. No one can blame me for anything I didn't do."

outside.

Nie Fugui snorted and waved his hand: "Aji has already rushed to the street. The gambling stall cannot be without people. The army cannot stand alone."

"There are rules in gambling stalls. Wu Zhihui did this. I don't care who instigated him, but what he did went too far and was against the rules!"

He Sheng tapped his fingers hard on the table and said in a deep voice: "I ask you if you saw it with your own eyes?!"

Nie Fugui curled his lips, stood up, straightened his undershirt, and looked around: "Everyone knows that Aji and Dajun have always been in charge of our gambling stall."

Nie Fugui rolled his eyes and looked at He Sheng: "He Sheng, you don't know what happened at the gambling stall? You called him over?"

"is it?"

He Sheng frowned and said lightly: "Old Nie, you listen to the wind and rain, but you still want to chop off one of his hands?"

"right?"

"I"

"Hmph, no matter what, this matter seems very strange and weird."

Nie Fugui's eyes narrowed and he said nothing.

He Sheng was extremely calm, with a full smile on his face and said: "It seems that you know a lot, so let me listen to what you have to say."

Wu Zhihui curled his lips and said dismissively: "I don't need to explain anything to you. If you have evidence, just show it."

He Sheng scolded: "Everyone knows that Aji committed suicide by jumping off a building due to gambling debts.

"You dare to do it but you don't want to admit it?"

He returned to today's topic: "I have already told Jiang Tiansheng that he asked Luo Mobing to help him manage the gambling stall temporarily."

Speaking of it.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Wu Zhihui!"

He got angry and scolded: "Come here, hold down Wu Zhihui and cut off his hand before we talk."

"But just last night, Wu Zhihui led his people into this gambling stall, drove Aji away, and then arranged for someone to kill Aji."

If you blame Wu Zhihui for his problems, who will dare to help us in the future? "

Nie Fugui didn't give He Sheng face either: "Wu Zhihui just publicized it like this on purpose."

Wu Zhihui spread his hands.

"Aji, this Yan family shovel, deserves to die."

"not me."

"Indeed."

"Who dares to take action?!"

Nie Fugui pointed out: "Do you dare to say that you didn't kill Aji?"

Nie Fugui argued: "He killed our spectator Aji!"

It turns out that he started a gambling stall because he couldn't pay off his gambling debts. He couldn't do business anymore and he deserved to die. "

"Cough cough."

Nie Fugui was blocked to death.

The people sitting next to Nie Fugui nodded. Several of them were from the Shuifang Gang and immediately agreed.

Rama Bing is from the Shuifang Gang, and they come here to help support the show.

He Sheng listened to their words and didn't rush to speak. He just glanced at Beng Yaju sitting behind him.

"A phone call? What role does Jiang Tiansheng play?"

Bengyaju was trimming his nails with a nail clipper and said casually: "He can't deal with such a big thing by himself. Just a phone call will do. How can he have such a big face?"

The sound of the nail clippers cutting off the nails was clear and crisp: "I see, he doesn't take He Sheng seriously at all."

He knocked on the table with his nail clippers and looked at Rama Bing: "Rama Bing, I won't trouble you Shuifang Gang people about this kind of thing."

"How about this? I, Bengyaju, can look after the situation for him, and I'll just give him some benefits when the time comes."

"Hahaha"

Rama Bing raised his head and laughed: "Bengyaju, one Moon Bay is not enough for you. You want to reach out for such a gambling stall."

Bengyaju took it for granted: "Isn't it the same for you?"

"I'm just helping Jiang Tiansheng take a look. Please ask Jiang Tiansheng if he is willing to let you help."

Rama Bing curled his lips: "Haojiang is such a big place, and every venue has its own fixed appearance."

He shook his head and said calmly: "If you want to reach out, I'm afraid you can't."

"How about we fight?"

"Then let's fight."

Neither of them gave in to the other.

"stop fighting."

Nie Fugui looked at the situation and said at the right time: "Of course you two can't fight. We are all here for money."

"Aki is on the street. It won't work if no one is watching the gambling stall. There is no new candidate, so we can only let Rama Bing watch it for the time being."

He looked at He Sheng: "Jiang Tiansheng had an accident at sea and was intercepted. You can't blame Jiang Tiansheng for not coming because of this reason."

"If we just kick Jiang Tiansheng out for the reason that he doesn't come, who will be convinced?!"

He grinned: "I'm not sure, when people outside talk about it, they will say it's me, Nie Fugui, they'll say it's He Sheng, they'll say it's Jiang Tiansheng who arranged for the interception and killing."

Nie Fugui's smile became more and more proud: "Isn't that true, Lao He?"

"Well, that's the truth."

He Sheng listened to Nie Fugui's words and nodded in agreement.

"That's right."

When Nie Fugui heard what He Sheng said, the wrinkles on his smiling face squeezed together: "Jiang Tiansheng can't come. Everyone has heard about Hong Xing's situation. Wu Zhihui and Hong Xing are fighting fiercely."

"Hongxing can't arrange anyone to come over, so let Rama Bing help look after it first. This is the best way to deal with it."

Why did Nie Fugui want to thank Wu Zhihui? It was Wu Zhihui who helped kill Aji. If he didn't kill Aji, they wouldn't have a chance.

Aji's death gave him and Rama Bing a chance. It was only a matter of time before Rama Bing came in and took possession of the gambling stall.

"In that case, I'll make a call."

Nie Fugui picked up the mobile phone on the table and smiled: "I'll give Jiang Tiansheng a call.

Let's all confirm it together, and it's settled that there's no problem. "

The purpose of calling these people here is to make them witnesses. It should be reasonable and reasonable, and no one can find fault with it.

"I disagree."

Bengyaju sneered: "You guys have already made the abacus, and you just say this is it?!"

He said in a strong tone: "I, Bengyaju, also want to join this gambling stall. It is impossible for him to occupy it for Rama Bing."

"Bengyaju, don't make trouble."

Nie Fugui frowned and looked at him: "There is really nothing to say about this matter, so don't argue."

"Nie Sheng, don't say I don't give you face."

Bengyaju raised his head and blew smoke out of his nostrils: "If you don't make money, you are definitely a fool."

"Let's do this. Let's divide the place one more point. Rama Bing will come in, and I, Beng Yaju, will come in too. We can all make money together. How about that?"

"hehe."

Nie Fugui looked at Beng Yaju for several seconds, then laughed without answering.

If you can't say it yourself, let the people from the Shuifang Gang do the talking.

"Bengyaju, don't think you are so amazing."

"The structure of the business is here. Everyone makes money together. If you want to cause trouble and make it difficult for everyone to do business, then there is no need to talk."

"Our Shuifang Gang is not a vegetarian. If you cause trouble, we will do it to you."

The people from the Shuifang Gang immediately yelled and opened the skylight to speak frankly.

The Shuifang Gang is still qualified enough to speak out against Beng Yaju. Although Beng Yaju is strong enough, the Shuifang Gang can still suppress him.

"Okay."

Beng Yaju looked indifferent: "Since you said so, I, Beng Yaju, won't say anything more. Those who don't know think that I, Beng Yaju, are afraid of your Shuifang Gang."

He stood up and walked directly out: "Let's wait and see, let's go first."

"He Sheng."

Rama Bing grinned: "You have also seen it. We cannot blame our Shuifang Gang for this matter. We can only say that he is too arrogant."

He spread his hands and said, "If he does this without following the rules, then there's nothing we can do. Let's fight."

"Okay, stop arguing."

He Sheng finally spoke up. He looked at Bengyaju who was about to leave and shouted, "Ahju, sit down."

Beng Yaju was not convinced by anyone, but he respected He Sheng the most.

Because he was able to enter the industry only because He Sheng gave him the opportunity and gave him a desk, and then he grew up step by step from a young age to a big one.

He would not object to anything He Sheng said.

"A Ju and A Bing definitely can't fight, but the gambling stall does need someone to handle it."

He Sheng pondered for a moment, frowned slightly and made a thoughtful expression: "Old Nie is right. If something happens to Jiang Tiansheng and he can't get over it, just kick him away. Outsiders will indeed talk more about our problems."

He looked at everyone present: "It's better to find someone new to watch the gambling stalls and solve this problem perfectly."

He looked at Nie Fugui with a smile: "Does this mean we don't have to fight?"

Nie Fugui looked at He Sheng with a strong smile, his heart thumped, and a very bad premonition came over him.

"That's good advice."

"He Sheng thought very cleverly."

The people on He Sheng's side immediately started praising him.

The people on Nie Fugui's side frowned, as if they found that the silent He Sheng was the real scheming one.

"Ah Hui."

He Sheng looked at Wu Zhihui and stretched out his hand: "Why don't you take care of this gambling stall? Do you have the confidence?"

"of course."

Wu Zhihui stood up: "He Sheng believes me, of course I have no problem."

"As a gambling stall, I have a professional team and nothing can go wrong."

"no!"

Nie Fugui almost jumped up from his seat, and his voice cracked with emotion as he roared: "Wu Zhihui has no right to come into the gambling stall."

His tone was firm: "I, Nie Fugui, disagree. I must not let him watch the gambling stalls. What qualifications does he have!"

"All the deals in Haojiang have been settled a long time ago. There has never been any talk of bringing in new people. There is no reason for this."

As he took the lead, others immediately expressed their objections.

Nie Fugui was the most excited one. How could he let Wu Zhihui rush in? "He is not qualified and cannot set this precedent."

Everyone agreed with his statement.

Speaking of the back.

He was so excited that he looked directly at He Sheng and said in an aggressive tone: "Everyone knows that Wu Zhihui was in trouble with Hongxing's people in Xiangjiang."

"What will Jiang Tiansheng think if we let him enter our gambling stall? Hong Xing has helped us manage the gambling stall for so many years, and now they just let Wu Zhihui in?"

"If we tell you, others will say we are ungrateful for helping Wu Zhihui deal with Jiang Tiansheng, one of our own."

"If this sets a precedent, these places will not look good in the future, and everyone will feel uneasy."

Nie Fugui's saliva flew everywhere, his blood pressure rose and his face turned red.

"It seems to be the same."

He Sheng listened to Nie Fugui's words and showed a thoughtful expression again: "Ah Hui, it seems that it won't work, unless you have some other solution."

"Humph."

When Nie Fugui heard what He Sheng said, he snorted coldly before sitting down again.

He stared at Wu Zhihui coldly, with a look that wanted to eat Wu Zhihui alive: "It's impossible, Lao He!"

In Nie Fugui's view, it was impossible for Wu Zhihui to get tickets at all.

Just like an entertainment city, there can only be a few officially licensed ones, and one more won't do. The number is determined to be this.

"Um"

Wu Zhihui rubbed his chin with his fingers and pondered for a moment: "What if I change the method?"

The corner of his mouth raised slightly: "If Dajun doesn't want to do it, if I spend money to buy his share, can I enter the field as a matter of course?"

As Wu Zhihui finished speaking, Nie Fugui suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, and his heartbeat accelerated several times.

Only then did Nie Fugui realize that Da Jun's Peng Street didn't seem to show up yet tonight.

In his disbelieving eyes, Wu Zhihui snapped his fingers, and the army limped out from behind.

"He Sheng."

Da Jun came to He Sheng, said hello and said: "I can't handle the gambling business alone. Wu Zhihui wants to join the game, and I also want to retire, so I'll quit."

His voice was calm and without any waves: "Let Wu Zhihui take over my tables."

"Oh?"

He Sheng was surprised when he heard this: "You don't want to do it? Isn't that good?!" He paused and then said: "If you really don't want to do it, then let it go."

The meaning is clear. He looked at Nie Fugui: "Old Nie, Dajun doesn't want to do it anymore, and we have reached an agreement with Wu Zhihui. Wu Zhihui will take over his share. Is there no problem?"

"Army!"

Nie Fugui stood up from his seat, walked to Da Jun, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

As if he was not relieved, he kicked Jun to the ground again: "You fucking gave up your share of the gambling stall? Are you afraid that Wu Zhihui will attack the street?!"

"Fucking hell, who gave you food before? Now you're betraying me?!"

Nie Fugui's roar echoed in the sky above the room.

"Old Nie, old Nie!"

He Sheng shouted, and when Nie Fugui ignored him, he immediately scolded him: "Old Nie, what on earth do you want to do?!"

Nie Fugui stopped after listening to He Sheng's scolding.

He stood there breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling with obvious curvature.

"I don't agree!"

Nie Fugui was so angry that he glared at Wu Zhihui and gritted his teeth and growled: "You forced the army to give you the table. If you want to come in, it's impossible!"

"Wu Zhihui, let me tell you, don't think that I don't know what you did. I, Nie Fugui, am here."

"Nie Sheng, you seem to have talked a bit too much today."

He Sheng's tone has become darker, and he looks very unhappy. His tone towards Nie Fugui has also changed from Old Nie to Nie Sheng: "You seem to have a big opinion?!"

He raised his hand, but he felt a strong sense of oppression while sitting there: "From what you say, it seems that this gambling stall must be done by A Bing in order to satisfy you, right?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Nie Fugui came to his senses and quickly shook his head in denial: "It's just that Wu Zhihui was too over the top. Let him join the gambling stall, so he won't cause us any trouble."

"Let the two of them fight around for some profit all day long, and the gambling stall has no business. Is that okay?"

He Sheng replied coldly and looked at the army who stood up: "Did Wu Zhihui threaten you and ask you to give up the place?"

"No."

Dajun shook his head: "My Dajun can't do it anymore. Wu Zhihui is willing to pay to take over, so I will give it to him. That's it. No one forces me."

Things have already reached this point. Of course, his army will not be stupid enough to say anything more. It will only make his fate even more miserable.

"it is good."

He Sheng nodded and glanced at everyone present: "In this case, the matter is very clear."

"Jiang Tiansheng couldn't arrange for anyone to come over. Nie Sheng wanted A Bing to take over as the agent, but A Ju didn't agree. He also wanted to come in, but everyone was unwilling to let him in."

"If you argue with me, there will definitely be a fight. No one will benefit. We have no way to deal with the police."

He Sheng talked eloquently, neither urgent nor slow, and his voice was not loud, but no one dared to refute: "Now, Dajun doesn't want to do it anymore, so let him do it for Wu Zhihui."

"As for the people from Hongxing, we will wait and see when they arrange for people to come in. Wu Zhihui will watch first. He is also from Xiangjiang and has no problems with everyone."

"This matter has been decided. What do you think?"

Done.

He looked at the people from the Shuifang Gang again: "Do you, the Shuifang Gang, have any opinions?!"

"."

The people from the Shuifang Gang opened their mouths, but nothing came out.

The plan was proposed by them.

It was obvious that He Sheng deliberately let them talk first. He had already prepared Wu Zhihui's move.

Who else dares to object? !

"Aju, do you have any objections?"

"No."

"A Bing, do you have any objections?"

".No."

He Sheng asked one by one to confirm.

Everyone could see that Wu Zhihui was just a business person. He had already made an agreement with He Sheng a long time ago. What he said today was just a formality.

Who dares to object to He Sheng's nod? There was also a Bengyaju who sang co-ordinating scenes with him.

As for Nie Fugui, it depends on whether he has the courage to challenge He Sheng. However, it is obvious that he does not dare to face Nie Fugui now.

"Old Nie."

He Sheng returned to his previous tone and asked calmly: "What do you think? What do you think of this decision?"

He smiled: "If you have other opinions, you can say it. After all, this gambling stall does not belong to one person. You, Lao Nie, are also involved, right?"

"hehe."

Nie Fugui gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "No, He Sheng's suggestion is very good. I'll listen to you."

He knew that he lost. He was certain to lose. There was no room for maneuver. Wu Zhihui moved too fast.

and.

There is another key factor. He greatly underestimated Wu Zhihui's thoughts. He never expected that Dajun would automatically withdraw from the gambling stall and give it to Wu Zhihui.

He is a clown himself.

"Okay, since everyone has no objections, it's decided like this."

He Sheng made the final decision and gave another instruction: "Wu Zhihui, you do it first, and the ugly words will come first. If you don't do well, then don't blame me, He Sheng, for not giving you face. You still have to kick me."

"I know He Sheng."

Wu Zhihui nodded in response, looking at Nie Fugui who was glaring at him, his chin slightly raised in provocation.

"!!"

Nie Fugui clenched his teeth and clenched his fists together, but he was helpless.

"Now that the gambling stall matter has been taken care of, I won't bother you."

He had no interest in staying any longer. He said angrily and left quickly. As soon as he left, the people on their side also left one after another.

"Ah Hui, you can handle the rest yourself."

He Sheng also stood up and left with Liu Siren and the others: "You know Xiaoqin very well. There shouldn't be any big problems with your cooperation. If you can't solve it, just come to me."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded and sent them out.

At the door of the gambling stall, before Beng Yaju got into the car, he didn't forget to look back at Wu Zhihui: "Not bad, Hui Zai, it surprised me a lot more than I thought."

"No way."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand low-key: "Thank you, Brother Ju, for taking care of me. Without your cooperation, it would be difficult for me to do it."

"Good job."

Beng Yaju left after saying a word.

"Aren and I are leaving too."

He Sheng and Liu Siren got into the car and were about to leave, but they were stopped by Wu Zhihui.

"He Sheng."

Wu Zhihui stepped forward and said with a grin: "I have been thinking about something for a while, and I still want to talk to He Sheng. I would like to ask He Sheng for a favor."

"Oh?"

He Sheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but neither refused nor agreed: "Let's talk about it."

"Is such that."

Wu Zhihui had already had an idea and followed up: "The gambling stall matter has come to an end now, but I want to build a gambling boat myself. I want He Sheng to take care of and support me in this regard."

"Gambling on boats? Is it such a big deal?"

He Sheng was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect Wu Zhihui to have this idea, and he didn't refuse: "Ah Hui, do you know how difficult it is to get a gambling boat? I, He Sheng, only have a few of them in my hand." ah?"

"Young people always want to play something new."

Wu Zhihui laughed: "The gambling boat is not big. Compared with He Sheng's, it is just a small speedboat, and the entertainment is about the same."

"Hahaha"

He Sheng laughed loudly when he heard this. Wu Zhihui was quite good at speaking. He thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, it's not a big problem if I help."

He looked at Wu Zhihui: "I can help you, but how can you thank me?"

"How can I thank you?"

Wu Zhihui looked at He Sheng's eyes: "You choose, as long as I can get it, for example, gambling stalls."

He guessed what He Sheng wanted to say, and he was not short of money. What benefits could he give him?

It’s nothing more than this gambling stall.

They had agreed in advance that the gambling stall would be given to Wu Zhihui if he could handle it, but after all it was his own thing, and it was definitely better to control it himself.

"Then I won't be polite."

He Sheng thought for a moment and came up with his own plan: "The gambling stall will still be responsible for you, but you only get 30% of the water, what do you think?!"

Thirty percent, a lot was cut off directly.

This 30% is not 30% of the profit on the gambling table. The rake on the gambling table is different.

If a table in the gambling stall earns 100 per round by rake, and if it is 30-70 points and 30% is earned by watching the table, that means 30% is earned by watching the table and 70% is earned by the gambling stall.

What they are talking about is this method of pumping, 30% to 30%, then Wu Zhihui and the others can only earn nine yuan.

But in reality, those who watch the game actually get the big head, and it is not divided like this.

but.

For Wu Zhihui, it is not unacceptable. This gambling position has been given to Wu Zhihui. He will definitely be able to do it and nothing will happen.

Everyone knows that Wu Zhihui is just a worker, and He Sheng will definitely support him behind the scenes. No one will look for trouble, including Nie Fugui.

"Thirty percent?"

Wu Zhihui thought for a moment and lit a cigarette: "Let me think about it."

"About 40%."

He Sheng changed his mind again: "I admire you as a young boy. You manage things beautifully. It's your turn to eat."

"Very good."

Liu Siren listened to He Sheng's change of words and started to persuade him directly: "Ah Hui, this is the qualification to help you change a gambling boat. You can find a place with a lantern."

"Fifty percent."

Wu Zhihui stretched out his palm: "Let's say 50%, He Sheng, 40% is still too low."

Everyone's eyes twitched, never expecting that Wu Zhihui would dare to bargain with He Sheng.

"Fifty percent?"

"Correct."

Wu Zhihui nodded: "It's too low, and the brothers can't uncover the pot. If He Sheng gives more, the brothers will be more motivated to work."

He Sheng nodded and said nothing more, but his brows furrowed slightly.

but.

Then, after listening to Wu Zhihui's next words, He Sheng's slightly frowned brows relaxed and he started to laugh.

"Uncle Ren, I'll take 50% from He Sheng."

I saw Wu Zhihui looking at Liu Siren: "Then, out of our five ingredients, give 10% to Uncle Ren. Thanks to Uncle Ren for helping me."

"Oh?"

Liu Siren himself was obviously stunned for a moment. He never thought that Wu Zhihui would actually give him 10%.

"Correct."

Wu Zhihui grinned: "Uncle Ren, don't thank me. He Sheng gave this to you."

He Sheng's smile became even stronger. He had never thought that Wu Zhihui could be so shrewd as a person.

The extra share he fought for was used as a favor to Liu Siren, and he earned just enough. Both parties got the greatest benefits including but not limited to money.

"Hahaha"

He Sheng burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, Ah Hui, it's interesting."

His eyes were bright, he looked at Wu Zhihui up and down a few times, and praised him repeatedly: "Ah Hui, I like you very much, a young boy like you."

Why is there such a difference? It's not bad, and the relationship with Liu Siren is even better. I don't know how good it is, and I don't care about Liu Siren at this level.

What he liked was Wu Zhihui's familiarity. He, Wu Zhihui, gave 10% to Liu Siren, making himself famous.

There is a willingness to give, and the calculation of entry and exit is clear and very comfortable. This young boy can do great things.

There is a pattern.

Wu Zhihui's move made He Sheng see his younger self in him.

It was the same when I first came to Haojiang. I basically didn't make much money at the beginning, so I gave everything away to build relationships.

The few people exchanged pleasantries for a few more words before driving away.

In the gambling stall.

Dajun walked out accompanied by Abu and came to Wu Zhihui: "I did what you said, can I leave?"

"of course."

Wu Zhihui nodded: "I said, I keep my word, you can leave." Looking at the army limping away: "Wait a moment."

"You want to go back on your word?!"

The army turned around and said, "You can't kill someone without a nod, but you can still have some leeway as a human being."

"No, no, no, I said it, and I'll keep my word."

Wu Zhihui smiled and shook his head: "Since you are so cooperative with me and are not being mean, I can give you a few words of advice."

"I heard someone said that you arranged for the boat to leave Haojiang tonight tonight?"

"Yes."

Dajun did not deny it: "I won't live long if I stay here."

"You can go."

Wu Zhihui thought for a while: "However, I think Nie Fugui will want to kill you more than anyone else. You have ruined his good deeds."

"If you want to leave, let's take another route. Don't get on the boat at night."

Done.

Wu Zhihui got into the car directly and said, "Let's eat pickles and roll tofu from now on. You are very smart."

Dajun stood there, watching Wu Zhihui's car leave with a changing expression.

That night.

Da Jun took his wife, children and four confidants to leave. He looked at the approaching ship and boarded the ship with his wife and children.

Not long after the ship set out, there was a violent explosion on the sea, and the flames shot into the sky, and the huge fire lit up the night.

"Grass."

On the slope of the bank in the distance, Da Jun lay on the ground and watched this scene from a distance: "Wu Zhihui really got it right when he said he would rush to the street, and the Yan family will eradicate Nie Fugui."

(End of this chapter)