Fushun Tiantian Entertainment Club, a row of private cars, parked on the side of the street with double flashes.

After Wei Bin got out of the car, he held the beads in his back hand and walked in front, followed by Ai Long, and the little brother he brought from Yanji, Hula La led nearly twenty people into the hall of the clubhouse.

"Where?" Wei Bin asked, turning back to Elon.

"309, what about his friends!" replied Elond.

"Go up!" Wei Bin waved his hand, did not take the elevator, but took a group of guys and swaggered up from the stairwell to the third floor. And the waiter didn't look like a good cake when he looked at these people, so he didn't dare to stop them.

The entrance of the 309 private room.

"Bright goods!" Wei Bin took a step back and pointed to his two little brothers.

"Whoa!"

Two sawn trolls were pulled out of the canvas bag.

"Boom!"

Ngalon kicked the door open.

"Fuck you, don't move!"

"Get down for me!"

The two guys next to Wei Bin were really fierce, and they rushed in directly with guns, one stood in front of the marble table top and didn't move, and the other directly grabbed the neck of a strong man on the edge of the sofa, and then pressed his head on the table.

"Huh!"

Wei Bin stepped in and shouted with his hands behind his back, "Who is Liao San!?"

"What's wrong?" Liao San sat in the center of the sofa and stood up suddenly.

"Smack!"

Ai Long rushed up, raised his hand and said with a mouth, and then pointed at Liao San's face and asked, "Aren't you calling? Fuck you!!"

"You B-raised ......!" Liao San picked up the wine bottle and was about to fight back.

"Quack!"

The barrel of the troll gun was directly pressed against Liao San's head, and the young man with the gun scolded: "Come, do you move another one for me to see?"

Liao San gritted his teeth, carried the wine bottle, and really stood still without moving.

"My name is Wei Bin, do you know me?" Wei Bin asked as he looked at Liao San with his hands behind his back.

"Brother Wei!" Liao San was stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth to shout.

"All Hunchun knows, I'm hugging Li Cripple! What's the matter with you, you want to compare with me?" Wei Bin asked while rubbing the beads with his left hand and pulling Liao San's neck collar with his right hand.

"Brother Wei, my brother's forest is less than ten acres in total, and he still has tuberculosis, so he points to this bit of forest to eat. Ai Long opened his mouth and gave 200,000 yuan, this is not the money to buy a tree, it is the money to buy the land directly from his mother! Brother Wei, you are mixed early, and your name is also famous! But you can't help but let people live, right? Ai Long, I can bear to pee on my grave! But after peeing, I have to dig my ancestral grave with a hoe, so can I still bear it?" Liao San explained with a flushed face.

"Okay, you said that the money is not in place, then I will give you face! I will add another 100,000 yuan to you, and you let your brother sign the contract!" Wei Bin paused, still tugging on Liao San's neck and asked.

"Brother Wei, 300,000, can you buy ten acres of forest land?" asked Liao San with a glare.

"Smack!" Wei Bin replied with a mouthful, and then frowned and asked, "Are you a little shameless?"

Liao San gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Bin, and then said in a low voice: "Brother Wei, my friends are here, can you let me have a step down?"

"Bang!"

Ai Long took the beer bottle and smashed it on Liao San's head very abruptly.

"Smack!"

Liao San was beaten, his head was obviously down, and then his ears buzzed, and the glass ballast fell down the back of his head and neck and directly into his clothes.

"You want your mother to get a B step! I'll ask you, do you sell the land?" Aaron was hit with a pickaxe, and the blood on his face hadn't dried up yet, so he was very angry in his heart.

"......!" Liao San gritted his teeth and looked up at Wei Bin, without saying a word.

"What about you, what are you doing?" Wei Bin didn't speak, and the young man with a gun next to him poked a single-barreled troll into Liao San's head again.

"Okay, I'll sell!" Liao San glanced at Ai Long, and finally stared at Wei Bin and said.

"You say, you sell, right?" Wei Bin asked.

"Yes, I sold it!"

"This JB has no basis for his words, come, get him a pen and paper!" Wei Bin shouted as he greeted.

"Brush!"

As soon as the words fell, the person following behind immediately picked up the note and pen from the table.

"Liao San, it's not difficult for me to be for you. You write me an IOU of 300,000 yuan, and tomorrow you ask your brother to come over to sign the contract, and I will tear it up, what do you think?" Wei Bin pointed to the sticky note paper and said sonorously.

......Liao San gritted his teeth again, and then he didn't care about the bleeding head, sat on the sofa with his buttocks, didn't say a word, and skillfully gave Wei Bin an IOU of 300,000 yuan.

Wei Bin took the IOU and glanced at it, and then threw it directly to Ai Long.

"Okay, Brother Wei?" Liao San's eyes were red, and he asked Wei Bin with a smile.

"Who else is in the house, reaching out to pull Ai Long at night, and coming with my brother?" Wei Bin glanced around the people in the room, and then asked again.

There was no one in the room.

“…… Okay, right?" Liao San gritted his teeth and stopped Wei Bin, gasping in his nostrils and asked, "Brother Wei, if you have something to say to me, they are all my friends, let's not talk about them, okay?"

"It's none of your business, can you understand?" Wei Bin reached out and pulled Liao San.

"Whoa!"

Liao San was silent for a moment, then swept all the things on the marble table to the ground with his arm, bent down against the marble tabletop, and snorted at Wei Bin three times, and then shouted expressionlessly: "Brother Wei, I am a basket, I beg you, don't embarrass my friend, okay?"

"Hehe, you really have two hits!" Wei Bin was silent for a few seconds, then reached out and touched Liao San's head, opened his mouth and shouted, "Let's go!"

"Hulala!"

Everyone came and went quickly, and they left in an instant.

"Mom B, isn't this a bit too much? Liao San's head also let Ai Long dry up, and the IOU was also beaten, and the old B dealer also made people kneel down and snort, fuck me!" Qingjie bowed his head and scolded.

"You know a JB! This old clothes B dealer is better than anyone else, he is here to stick and stand up! It's for us, and it's also for those who don't want to sell land!" Du Ziteng pouted and replied.

“…… Who is he showing to, then he can't let Liao San kneel down and kowtow to him?!, Liao San also lives by his face! No matter what you say, people are also famous characters in Hunchun! It's okay if you stab him twice, but let people kneel down...... This is a bit of a fuck up!" Xiao Cui replied with a little disgust.

Liao San is indeed a little afraid of Lin Jun, and he must be a little afraid of Wei Bin, but this fear can definitely be regulated at any time according to emotions!

Currently mixed in society, although unlike in the 80.90s, it is more focused on connections, money, and certain opportunities. But even if the laws of these bastards change, one thing will never change!

Any person in society, as long as he has determined the status of the rivers and lakes, must have courage and bloodiness in his character, but these two things may change with the passage of time and with the difference of his own circumstances, and may become faint and thin!

But after becoming lighter and thinner, does it really mean that this kind of bloodiness and courage does not exist?

Not necessarily, right?

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, not to mention the hob meat that has been famous for many years, Liao San!