The Strongest Arms Dealer

Tang Dao sat in the car, closed his eyes, and looked like he was dozing off, but in fact, he was exploring a new task in the brain consciousness.

"Road to Tycoon (3), control more than 80% of the legal casino business in Asia! Different rewards will be given according to the task submitted."

The rewards given by the system this time are very vague...

But Tang Dao has a hunch that it is no longer a simple weapon such as "air supremacy" or "ground lone wolf". Maybe it is a theoretical weapon?

Like a particle beam weapon or a solar weapon?

Wake up, don't fall asleep.

However, this system successfully hooked Tang Dao's heart, if he didn't move forward, he would die!

He looked out of the window, in the dark night, it was raining lightly, patting on the window, looking carefully from above, there was a figure reflected in the glass, with white hair, eyes vicissitudes, the corners of his mouth... He had lost his happiness a long time ago, he must be unhappy , Throughout your life, you can't control your own life. Why do you live like a puppet when you are old when you are young?

Shake your head!

Wake up!

It's all fantasy, and he can only be a young man forever if he works hard.

Some people, living, is to constantly toss, or, this is the hope of survival.

"Go to the black market and offer a reward of 2 million dollars for Beng Yaju's life!" Tang Dao said.

The little angel sitting in the co-pilot is sitting very upright, the boss is very unhappy, this is "again" attacked, how can this mood be good? The little angel looked at the boss through the rearview mirror, half of his face was in the shadows, but the other half of his face was covered by the flash of light from the light outside, and was quickly covered by the shadow.

"Understood." The little angel said.

…

Lisboa Nightclub.

Just by the name, you can tell whose property it is, Uncle Jiu!

Those who are familiar with Uncle Nine naturally understand what it means, what is half an Australian, what is seven cents, when the gambling kings were around, they might still be able to fight against him, but life is different, sometimes, You don't need to show how powerful you are to defeat your opponent, but... use your life to kill the opponent, whoever lives the longest will be the strongest.

Here, everyone including Shuifanglai, Bengyaju or any street market has to be obedient.

This is the Peace Hotel, where many people choose to negotiate, and everyone has a middleman.

Inside, there is a private room surrounded by bad smoke. There are more than a dozen strong men sitting in it, as well as a few women who are slightly sexual (self-brain supplementing Dafa). These people don't seem to be kind. , It still looks scary, but in fact, this tattoo is a kind of totem worship, which belongs to a primitive tradition. They believe that they can get power from a certain pattern or symbol, which makes the community, an insecure group, have Some kind of psychological comfort.

And more importantly, when this group has the same totem system and ranks, they have a kind of legitimacy to unite.

This is of great benefit to the stability of social organizations.

Of course, not all people with tattoos are bad people. It can only be said that they have their own hobbies, but in this case, they are definitely not ordinary people.

There is a big guy sitting in the middle, judging from his appearance... he is not easy to get along with.

Chen Zhibiao, whose ancestral home is Hailufeng, has been neighbors with Beng Yaju since he was a child. Later, when the other party was selling scalpers, he also joined [Seven Little Fortunes]. He was called Fourth Brother. Later, he thought the name was not enough, so he changed it to Chen Zhibiao!

The reputation is also very big, but recently, his relationship with the boss has become worse and worse. First of all, he lost to several other people in the internal hall master election. Moreover, he was still among the five tiger generals that were spread privately in the gang. There was no brother Biao, which made him very upset, and felt that he was underestimated. What made him most angry was why the youngest Xi Mihua could enter?

He can't?

unfair!

Chen Zhibiao felt that the boss was getting farther and farther away from him recently, to a certain extent, he was even estranged, which made him very uncomfortable.

Today, because of sullenness, I came here to vent, listening to the singing next to me, it was Yue Chang who became more and more irritable, snatched it, and threw it on the ground, "Sing your mother, what the hell, what the hell, Is it intentional to embarrass me, isn't it?" He slapped the singing lady to the ground, and the other party covered her face, not daring to cry in a low voice.

Chen Zhibiao is not a kind person, if he provokes him again, his life will be lost.

The elder brother got angry, and the younger brother became quiet all of a sudden, turned off the music cleverly, pushed away the girls in his hands, and looked at the elder brother solemnly, they were the horse boys who belonged to Chen Zhibiao, and they were also confidantes, all of them They were cut from Qingcao Street, and, to be honest, they were all raised by Chen Zhibiao. How many gangsters can save money?

They only have big brother in their eyes, not Bengyaju!

"Damn it! I'm just not convinced. What are you talking about Ximihua, where did it come from? They all climbed on my head, I'm not convinced!" Chen Zhibiao was drunk, kicked over the table, what XO on it The good wine, brandy, etc. all rolled on the ground, and no one dared to pick it up. If you move now, there is no guarantee that the slap will come to your face.

A lot of smart guys suddenly feel that something is wrong, but they don't have the guts to persuade the boss. You can't say this nonsense, don't you agree?

What do you want to do? What are you planning to do by dragging the brothers into the private room?

Some timid people have already started to think about the way out. If this word reaches Beng Yaju's ears, they will all be unlucky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside , It was very abrupt, and it scared the people inside, someone picked it up, but the person who pushed the door heard the voice before he pushed the door, "Brother Biao, Brother Biao..."

"Speak up!" Chen Zhibiao picked up the wine bottle and threw it towards the door. He missed it and hit the ground. The excited person immediately fell silent. Standing at the door, he finally saw clearly that it was Chen Zhibiao's subordinates. The fierce man named Jie Zaihua, he looked at the broken glass on the ground, then at the atmosphere in the private room, the corner of his mouth twitched, and finally realized that he was out of luck, but he still bite the bullet, "Boss, there is a News, I want to tell you."

"What news? Your old mother died?" Chen Zhibiao's eyelids were fluttering, and he started to stutter when he spoke. He had drunk too much.

Jie Zihua smiled awkwardly, walked over, Chen Zhibiao sat on the sofa, put his feet on the table, "Don't come here for me, just stand up and say, let everyone hear what's going on, it's your mother who died , or your sister remarried."

Jie Zaihua's eyes were a little annoyed, but he quickly adjusted his mentality, "Someone offered a bonus of 2 million, offering a bounty for Brother Ju's life."

"Who! That's so bold, I'll hack him to death." Chen Zhibiao stared, and subconsciously cursed, Jie Zihua's breath was stagnant, "U.S. dollars!"

Chen Zhibiao's voice faltered, "Come on, let's go and see Big Brother! Whoever dares to touch Big Brother will fight with me, Sang Biao!"

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