Feng Sanpao made a business, not only got a generous commission, but also earned another 100,000 US dollars, which was a complete windfall for him.

People have no windfall and no wealth, and horses have no night grass and no fat.

For him, there are only two pursuits in this life, one is women, and the other is money.

In fact, he, like many men, are not these two things that many men pursue all their lives?

After making money, he was in a good mood, so he naturally wanted to celebrate.

He gave the guy $10,000, which was a reward.

The latter is his henchman, money can be earned, but people still have to be supported, he is not the kind of person who eats alone and makes his brother hungry.

Of course, it's still for the money.

This kind of thing is originally illegal, and if the boss knows, he will be very troublesome, so he must buy the guy.

He's always done it, and if it's good, he's going to have to share some of it, and that's what he's proud of.

Over the years, he has also been doing smoothly and has won the appreciation of the boss.

The boss said this time that next year, he plans to send him to a bigger place to take charge of more business, and when the time comes, he will make more money.

Returning from the docks, he faintly heard gunshots in the car.

In his opinion, Wenhua is already dead.

This batch of goods can be regarded as a favor for the Golden Dragon Gang, and as for Wenhua and these people, it is an additional gift.

There is no proof of death, and he is not afraid of suspicion.

Besides, this kind of thing that breaks the rules of the industry, ordinary people will never suspect him.

When he returned, he went to a nightclub in town for the first time.

The town is not big, and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, but there are still entertainment facilities that should be there.

This is a river and lake, the town hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, the three religions and nine streams, the fish and eyes are mixed, in fact, in such a place, the business of the nightclub must be very good.

The owner of the nightclub has been in this kind of business for many years, and he has raised a group of people to buy some young and beautiful women from all over the world to make money for him.

And a large part of them come from Myanmar.

The local area is very poor, and many women from poor families have to come out to make money, and to do the seed skin and meat business, the fastest and most profitable.

The boss is a very capable person, he can always pick some particularly good women, and not all of them are sent out to make money, what people, what goods, he knows the way of doing business.

He always kept a few treasures as the treasures of the town, trained them, and even sent them abroad to receive some more advanced training, and when he came back, his value skyrocketed.

There are many poor people in the town, but most of the people who really come here to enjoy themselves are the kind who tie their lives to their belts, they kill people for money, and naturally they have money, because they don't know if they will die tomorrow, so they have fun in time.

As a result, the boss made a lot of money.

Far from it.

Feng Sanpao is not an outlaw, but he is good at this.

He also has money, so, he is the VIP of this nightclub.

Tonight, the boss arranged for him a seventeen-year-old woman who could speak Mandarin, English, and the local dialect.

However, she is not a local, but a Yanma from Europe.

With a hot and tall figure, Feng Sanpao had a good time with her.

From more than ten o'clock in the evening to three o'clock in the middle of the night, he took medicine and enjoyed himself.

At the end of the battle, he was sleeping comfortably with this foreign girl in his arms, with a lewd and satisfied smile on his face.

But at this time, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

The first time, he didn't hear it.

The second time, he still didn't hear it.

It wasn't until the third ringing that he grabbed his phone in a daze, didn't look at it, then fed it, and asked impatiently, "Who?"

"Feng Sanpao, you bastard, do you want to die?"

"Damn, who the hell are you, intimidating the third master, I think you just want to die, right?"

Feng Sanpao rolled over and got up, and immediately began to scold.

He couldn't stop scolding.

They have been listening to him quietly and not interrupting him.

It wasn't until he was tired of scolding and stopped talking that Haobian asked slowly: "Feng Sanpao, do you know who you are talking to?"

Feng Sanpao realized that he hadn't even looked at the other party's name.

He suddenly felt that the voice was a little familiar.

So, he took a look.

Suddenly, Feng Sanpao's soul was all gone, and he almost didn't pee.

Harada-kun?

It's actually Harada-kun of the Golden Dragon Gang.

Feng Sanpao knew that he was in big trouble, so he quickly apologized: "Oops, it turned out to be Harada-kun, who should I be, I'm really sorry, I didn't even know it was your call, it was a misunderstanding just now, it was really a misunderstanding." ”

"Is a misunderstanding enough? When have I been so good at talking?"

There was a chill in Harada-kun's voice, and he seemed to be trying to suppress his impending anger.

Feng Sanpao frowned, and he was also a little unhappy.

"Harada-kun, everyone is a partner, you don't want to, I solemnly apologize to you again, please forgive me. ”

He was also suppressing his anger.

In the vicinity of the town, the Golden Dragon Gang must be the biggest force, he is not particularly cowardly, and the boss behind him is not an ordinary person, these ten miles and eight towns, there are at least more than a dozen forces, controlling almost all the jade mining business, but no one dares to tear their faces with the boss, which time to do business, don't pay first, don't bargain.

To survive in this kind of place, a gun is indispensable, and there is nothing wrong with the gun in his hand, but if you want to buy a gun, it is absolutely right to look for him.

He's not afraid, but he doesn't want to mess with Harada-kun either.

It's the best thing for everyone to be able to go down the stairs, so why tear your face.

Harada-kun took a breath and said, "Okay, I forgive you." ”

Feng Sanpao was stunned.

So easy to forgive?

He had a mocking smile on his face.

Sure enough, it's still a taboo boss.

However, the next moment, Harada-kun's words shocked him into a cold sweat, and it also made him a little confused.

"I don't have to worry about this matter, but more than a dozen of my right-hand men have had an accident, just at the dock, you have to give me an explanation!"

"What happened to them?" Feng Sanpao asked in surprise.

Harada-kun's voice was gloomy: "You took my money, and you actually sold us again, if you don't return my men intact, Feng Sanpao, I promise, you must be in big trouble, you will die." ”

"What did you say? I sold you?" Feng Sanpao was anxious: "Harada-kun, don't you know what kind of person I Feng Sanpao are?" How can I do such a thing?"

"Of course I know you, you are a mercenary illustrater, open-minded and unprincipled crumb, otherwise, how could you sell us the place and time to pick up the goods?"

Feng Sanpao's old face flushed, and he was also a little annoyed, and said: "Harada-kun, I haven't done anything, you really don't want to plant it on my head, who knows how they did it, this matter has nothing to do with me at all, you'd better keep your mouth clean, and don't threaten me, if something happens to me, my boss won't let you go, hum!"