Rebirth of Fortune Soars

The audience was silent.

Twenty or thirty blue banknotes were scattered on the ground. Everyone around looked terrified and greedy, but no one dared to approach the menacing Zhang Wei.

"Who are you? This is our Taijun's willing reward, you don't want it yourself, don't hinder others from getting rich!" Nissei Translator stood on the second floor, yin and yang said strangely.

At this time, the Japanese took out a large handful of banknotes from his pocket again and threw them out.

The banknotes flying all over the sky made everyone's eyes hot.

This is money! These days, it's only 200 yuan a month, and there are thousands of yuan here. This is definitely a huge sum of money.

In this era, when households with ten thousand yuan are still considered wealthy, who would not be tempted to throw out a few thousand yuan like this.

"Who the hell dares to pick it up, I let him go out lying down today!" Zhang Wei pointed at the surrounding people and shouted.

No one dared to say anything.

"Baga!" Kenichi Tanaka from upstairs muttered something with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Afterwards, Nissei Translator took out a thick wad of money from the briefcase he was carrying, and threw it all down.

This time, at least on the ground, I am afraid that there will be 10,000 to 20,000 RMB.

Everyone's eyeballs were red, red, red.

Ten to twenty thousand yuan, the current price and purchasing power, is almost equivalent to three to four hundred thousand yuan in later generations. Just sprinkle it in front of everyone, no one will be moved.

The crowd was already eager to try, when they heard a cry from the crowd, "Grab it!"

The crowd surged wildly and began to grab money.

There is no one who does not love money. Especially young people love money even more. As for the hatred of the country and the family, to be honest, is money important?

Obviously not!

Those who say that money is not important, except for a very few who are very righteous and touching, most of them have not faced this situation.

When you are poor, you can't refuse such banknotes all over the floor.

Therefore, everyone went crazy, crazy for the banknotes all over the floor.

Zhang Wei was angry.

These dogs are shameless. If you don't have money, you can't earn it yourself! This Japanese devil, throwing money like this, is it giving money? That is humiliating the Chinese people.

In particular, Yingcheng, as the first port city in the Yangtze River basin opened by the little Japanese devils in the mainland, has a deep blood feud with the little Japan. If this kind of money is taken, the face of the ancestors will be lost.

Therefore, Zhang Wei roared, rushed over and started fighting.

But with so many people coming, it was already a mess. How could Zhang Wei stop it alone?

"Hahaha, Chinese people are so cheap!" The Japanese ghost laughed wildly.

"Yes, that's how Chinese people are!" The Japanese translator beside him licked his smiling face.

"Hi!" At this moment, Qin Feng shouted.

The Nissei translator turned his face away, and then saw a fist the size of a casserole pot approaching in front of him.

"Bang!", the Nissei translator was knocked to the ground.

"Baga!" Kenichi Tanaka obviously recognized Qin Feng, pointing at Qin Feng and yelling loudly.

Qin Feng ignored it, and stepped forward to punch again.

This time, Qin Feng stopped and didn't use too much force. He was afraid that the little Japanese devil would be knocked over by his punch, so he couldn't vent his anger.

Therefore, the little Japanese devil was beaten miserably. Qin Feng punched him left and right, and beat Kenichi Tanaka continuously.

The constant wailing made everyone downstairs stop their snatching. Because the cry was so miserable, it was as if a big man had his chrysanthemum exploded by ten stronger big men.

This is so miserable.

Everyone looked up at the place where the sound was coming from, and saw that the Japanese man who was throwing money just now had thousands of peach blossoms blooming from the beating.

Everyone was stunned. This is too miserable!

This is simply inhumane!

Seeing the surroundings quiet down, Qin Feng punched the Japanese devil hard in the face for the last time.

This time, there was no howling, only the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The little Japanese devil lay on the ground after being beaten, and there was no more sound.

All around couldn't help taking a breath, looking at Qin Feng, Zhang Wei's instructor, gentle and gentle, did not expect to be so violent.

At this moment, Qin Feng walked to the stage on the second floor, his right fist was dripping with blood, it was the blood of Japanese devils, and his face was cold and solemn.

"It's not wrong to love money, and it's not wrong for you to like money. I never stop you from getting rich. But you people, bowing your head to the Japanese devils like this, kneeling and licking him, is wrong!" Qin Feng roared, " I don’t want to talk about great principles here, about national hatred and family hatred, it’s useless to talk about it. Let me just say one thing here, if the Japanese devil dares to throw money at you, we dare to beat him.”

Everyone muttered, they didn't feel very cold about Qin Feng's words. After all, compared to national hatred and family hatred, real money is the most practical.

But at this moment, Qin Feng was on the second floor, and suddenly the topic changed.

"After teaching this Japanese guy a lesson, I think that he has to pay a little more for his behavior of insulting us Chinese people. This money should be regarded as a little compensation for the friendship between China and Japan!" Qin Qin The wind said in a long voice.

Everyone fainted. This turn is too fast, their brain circuits almost froze.

It took a while to come back to my senses, and then they all started snapping.

The people on the ground suddenly became a mess.

Zhang Wei came up from below and smiled.

"The instructor is the instructor, you still have a way!" Zhang Wei punched Qin Feng in the chest.

Qin Feng smiled.

"Actually, it's just an excuse for myself. They robbed them all, so what can they do. It's about making each other faceable." Qin Feng sighed.

It's not unreasonable that the world is going downhill. In today's society, money is the boss. The rest are bullshit.

"But Zhang Wei, your deterrent power is not enough!" Qin Feng said with a smile, "I think it is necessary for you to increase your deterrent power. This will help you rule this place!"

Zhang Wei nodded.

He gave an order just now, but it was useless, and he was asked to beat someone up. Even if there is a pile of money in front of him, it is not the reason why everyone is not afraid of him. Not afraid of him now, nothing.

But what if someone wants to deal with him, and the crowd rushes up as soon as the money is thrown out, what will he do? Therefore, deterrence must be increased.

"I've made up my mind, the fifth child in the East District. During the Spring Festival, I will kill him! Let everyone on the road know how powerful I am, Third Young Master." Zhang Wei looked angry.

Qin Feng waved his hand.

"This kind of thing, you should never get along with people, and don't leave any evidence. Even if you do it together, you should let your subordinates get infected, so that they can't drag the blame. This way they won't betray you. Remember, do anything Everything must be safe, and no accidents will happen!" Qin Feng reminded.

This kind of thing, human life is at stake. Qin Feng will not get involved, but he will definitely remind him.