"I'm just a small manager of this mountain farm, see if you can ......"

Trumpet!

Feng Zilong slapped him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was stunned.

Feng Zilong hit people too fast, and he saw him raise his hand, and the slap slapped him in the face.

A sturdy slap in the face.

Pain.

Heart-wrenching.

He didn't know how Feng Zilong beat him, he only heard the sound of the horn, and he felt like his face had been scraped by a knife. At first, it hurt slightly, and he didn't feel the pain, but the next moment, the pain spread like flowing water, and his whole face was hot and painful, no matter how much he endured it, he still couldn't restrain the moaning sound from breaking through his throat, and he snorted in pain like a mourner.

"Oh my mom, it's killing me!"

Feng Zilong watched him squat on the ground coldly, pitifully covering his swollen cheeks, and humming non-stop.

The crystal lamp hanging in the middle of the hall still emits a soft light.

The spotless marble floor reflects the shadow of the chandelier. The sculptures that lay out around the hall were silent amid the manager's groans.

There were no other people in the hall.

Quiet.

Feng Zilong kicked him with his foot, and said lightly and heavily: "Hmph enough, just get up, I still have something to ask you." ”

"I really don't ......"

"No, your mother!" Feng Zilong saw that he was still cunning, and shot him directly on top of the sculpture jade cabbage, and crushed it with a bang.

He just lay flat on the ground, Feng Zilong walked over, stepped directly on his chest, and asked sharply: "Let me ask again--where does Li Kaishan live in that room?"

"He-"

Before the words were finished, the door behind Feng Zilong slowly opened. A tall middle-aged man walked into the hall surrounded by a group of people.

"I'm here, you don't have to ask him. ”

Feng Zilong took his feet back.

The man groaned, and was about to get up, when he felt his ass tighten, but the whole person was already flying, shooting like a cannonball out of the hall towards the pool outside the hall.

Rumble!

His body fell into the pool, and the water was so shallow that it flew like a huge water lotus flower.

Then he fell silently into the pool, and poured his belly of water without eating.

"Awesome!"

The middle-aged man slapped his palms twice, and his tone was as cold as a thousand years of ice.

From the time he entered the hall to the present, his gaze had never left Feng Zilong. It was the first time he had seen Feng Zilong, so he looked at it carefully, otherwise he would not be able to remember Feng Zilong's specific image in his future life.

For the person he wants to kill, he will always remember the other party in his heart and never forget it.

If the opportunity is right, he will fish out the images of these people one by one and narrate them to his friends one by one. It's a pleasure. He liked the fun because he had a name that no one liked to hear:

-- Li Kaishan.

A person whose name can open a mountain naturally has extraordinary means.

Feng Zilong finally looked at him.

When the four pairs of eyes collided, the whole building seemed to shake.

It's a collision of two giants' eyes.

One is a white tycoon, and the other is an underworld tycoon.

Two people, in two different worlds, enjoying different prestige. Of course, Feng Zilong's reputation is much lower than Li Kaishan's, because he never promotes himself in the circle, like a piece of soot, always burning himself silently, and never hopes for any return from mankind.

But Li Kaishan is different, whether it is Thailand or the whole of Southeast Asia, he spares no effort to use money to promote himself, for fear that he will be accidentally identified by others as a bad person, a hooligan, a villain, a drug dealer, and a scumbag.

His reputation is built on money.

As long as he has no money, his reputation is over.

This is a commonality of underworld characters.

Li Kaishan has lost his humanity since the first time he was stained with blood on his hands, and he is just a beast, a scoundrel who can do anything for money, a hooligan, and an out-and-out scumbag.

But when he appears in the mainstream media of various countries, his notorious name is always preceded by such titles -- so-and-so famous philanthropist, so-and-so caring person, so-and-so famous entrepreneur......

In fact, every money he donated, including it, was stained with the blood of this society.

Every money he paid was not clean.

Including his whole person, he is as dirty as his conduct.

But in the eyes of the world, his name shines like the sun, like the heart of a bodhisattva, full of great compassion and compassion, and like a gentle mother, he is tolerant and kind to everyone around him.

A typical two-faced person.

Only a person like Li Kaishan has such a dual personality. They do this, in addition to gaining a reputation for charity, and more importantly, they are able to cover up the crimes they have committed through this avenue.

Because when they are brought to justice by the police, ordinary people, especially those who have received their favors, will ask for their lives, saying that they are the best good people in the world.