Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Owen waved his hand, "Quickly," his car accelerated, and suddenly rushed to Feng Yiping's car and stopped. Without his instructions, the other car immediately blocked the back firmly, and the people in the car quickly jump down.

With excitement in tension, eager excitement.

Owen felt this emotion and immediately decided that the next step should be to give these guys a lesson.

In their business, I would rather all the preparations be done in vain, I would rather all the plans are in vain, I would rather continue to be so mediocre, and rather until after retirement, there is nothing that is enough to show off in front of future generations. Glorious deeds, this is the right attitude.

Rather than looking forward to such a moment with some urgency and excitement like now, looking forward to the moment when I can make a move.

He was actually quite confused at this time.

The boss's actions today made him a little confused.

As the person who has been with Feng Yiping for the longest time in these years, he has a passive understanding of Feng Yiping's character.

On the other hand, as a competent security supervisor, he also needs to actively analyze the character of the person who hired him.

Because only by knowing how he will react in various situations can he formulate the most scientific and reasonable plan.

So according to his correct understanding, in the face of the current situation, shouldn't the boss not participate in it himself in any way, at most, let him stay and deal with it?

Owen's current Chinese level has a certain foundation, and he knows a sentence that is closely related to his work: a gentleman does not stand under a wall.

This very young boss has never looked like young people in this respect. He doesn’t like to join in the fun at all. He is calmer than those who are older and more conscious. Without reminding himself, he will consciously not. Putting yourself in danger, it can be said that it is quite compatible with their work and is definitely one of the best employers. What happened today?

Feng Yiping knew that he was a little abnormal today.

No matter if you go to a slum, why do you need to manage the chaos on the streets here and try to challenge the order here?

It's really because I feel quite upset for a while, maybe I've been thinking about finding opportunities to vent, so I just saw the black brothers on the road dragging a girl out of the car, and I couldn't help it for a while. .

Of course, he is never reckless, and if he comes out alone, he will never enter the slum, and will never take care of such nosy.

But with so many people behind, what's to be afraid of?

In particular, he is also clear that these slums can't get on the stage, and can only rely on the black brothers who grabbed the money to spend, still have their own persistence or professional ethics if that counts.

They are only for money. Generally, they can get a harvest of more than 20 dollars at a time, which is enough for Americans to carry with them in cash.

Rarely will make further trouble and cause death.

Therefore, experienced veterans usually carry dozens of dollars in cash when they go out, so that if they are unlucky and run into a robber, they can buy a peace.

If you don't take any points and the robbers are upset, you will inevitably suffer a bit of flesh and blood.

Of course, you can bring more, but if you do that, you won't feel pain in your body, but will inevitably hurt in your heart.

Hearing his cry, the black brothers in jackets or sweaters turned their heads in a little astonishment.

The girl who was pressed by them on the wall next to him would immediately shout, "Please help me! Please help me!"

The light and shadow over there were dappled, and Feng Yiping couldn't see her clearly for a while.

"Don't move," a little man shook the knife in his hand before her eyes, and the girl's cry stopped abruptly.

The headed one had a thick gold chain around his neck, his hair was curly, and his teeth were tall and thin. He glanced at Feng Yiping. He was Asian, young, neatly dressed, and driving a Mercedes.

I immediately had a general judgment that the economic conditions should be good, at least the middle class or above. Listening to his accent, it may be an overseas student from Asia.

Look at his dress, look at his unassuming but high-end car, most of which is a vigorous young man who usually follows the rules and doesn't know the rules.

He likes to teach the rules for these young people who grew up with pacifiers. It is really a very fulfilling thing and it can be charged.

"Boss Tony, there was someone who took the initiative to deliver it," a big guy said with a smile.

It's also hard to say that he is not enough IQ, because it seems that in their turf, Feng Yiping doesn't seem to be a strong oriental kid, and he is planning to single out a group of them. How does it look like a food delivery.

The Tony boss walked towards Feng Yiping with a relaxed and proud look.

Feng Yiping believed that if the fourth uncle was here, he would definitely get off the ground when he saw this guy walking like this.

When this guy walked, he not only shook his head, but also twisted his hips, as if he was stepping on a hip-hp rhythm.

Feng Yiping thought, he probably thought he walked like this, very stylish and sexy, but Feng Yiping only wanted to use what his fourth uncle should have said, "Without a tutor, I can't even walk."

He lashed out at Feng Yiping, "You, come here, take out your wallet first,"

"Boss, this car is good...," the big guy laughed.

Although those housewives with children like to drive this car to buy groceries and pick up their children to and from school, they don't quite match his stout man, but they are not Mercedes-Benz.

But he didn't finish his words, and with the harsh braking sound, two cars one after another blocked this piece.

"Boom boom boom," the car door opened and was slammed heavily. Seven guys in black suits were already surrounded by them, faintly surrounding them around the young Asian man they identified as a rookie.

A steady-looking guy stood beside the young man, just glanced at them, and did not move.

Tony's anger suddenly rose, and he saw the disdain in Owen's eyes.

But this is our territory anyway, and our number is no less than you.

He looked at the street. Someone was already attracted by the sound just now. One was wearing a vest, except for his face, where everything he could see on his body was tattooed, leaning lazily on the mottled railing on the street. The muscular man shouted, "Tony, do you want to help?"

Although that sounded more like gloating, it naturally gave Tony courage and confidence. He looked at Owen and said, "In my Tony's territory, there is nothing we can do.

Owen didn't bother to watch him feel good about starting there, and motioned for a moment. Two people immediately turned to guard the rear. They just lifted the hem of their shirts. Those who were about to watch the excitement immediately stopped.

They are naturally familiar with the things under the clothes, and there is no need to involve themselves in such troubles for Tony.

The tattoo brother also stopped, and raised the beer bottle in his hand to this side, as if you were comfortable.

It's just that some people came out of the house one after another. They should have taken the guy, but it should be mainly for vigilance and self-protection.

Now, it's Owen's turn to look at Tony with a playful look like a lamb.

Tony only saw Owen’s earphone cable behind their ears, and then looked at the other guys. Not only did they look relaxed, they also seemed to be gearing up, and finally knew that he had a hard stubble, "What do you want What?" He said, looking at Feng Yiping with a calm face.

Feng Yiping pointed to the girl and waved his hand. Without waiting for Tony's instructions, the little man immediately let go of his hand and tried to hide himself in the shadows.

The girl immediately ran over, hiding her clothes behind Feng Yiping, and said with a trembling, "Thank you!"

"Her stuff," Feng Yiping continued.

Immediately ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ several banknotes and a mobile phone arrived in Tony's hand.

Tony glared at him, and the two guys who had handed in their things, backed away in a daze.

Here a guy who seems to be chewing gum in his mouth walked over with ease and took things from Tony, "Is that this?"

The girl probably didn't look closely, "Yes, thank you!"

Owen said something in Feng Yiping's ear.

"Go," Feng Yiping said.

At this time, the Tony asked loudly, "What is your name?"

By the way, there is always such a routine, no matter if you will find trouble in the future, Tony, as the handle of this gang, always has to ask.

Feng Yiping looked at the people around with different looks, and said loudly, "Please call me Lei Feng!"