A smooth stone was thrown into the lake at the edge of the Sun Lake Plaza. After it floated all the way, the stone fell into the water, creating circles of ripples that swept the entire lake in an instant.

A Cadillac CTS came roaring and stopped by the lake. Abin got out of the car and threw a 95-year-old to Zhao Fanchen: "After the old man knew what happened that night, he said he wanted to see you. I

I have been with him for seven or eight years, and I know his character best. In his eyes, anyone can be used, as long as you are still valuable."

With a faint smile, he stretched out his hand to cover the lighter that Abin had brought to block the wind from the lakeside, and lit the cigarette. He took a deep breath, and Zhao Fanchen's cheeks suddenly glowed with a different kind of look, speaking in a way that made Abin feel incredible.

His tone was tepid: "In this world, don't be afraid of others taking advantage of you. If others take advantage of you, it means you are still useful. Go and see your boss."

Now I deeply realize that all Zhao Fanchen's depth and sophistication are not consistent with him at this age. Sitting in the car, what echoed in Abin's mind was Zhao Fanchen's words just now. He started

While the car was driving, he looked at the rearview mirror: "Brother Xiao Fan, I feel like you are not from this world at all. You are a reckless gangster, but you have the shadow of a politician in your body."

"Perhaps at some point, they are the same kind of people." Zhao Fanchen, who was dressed in cheap street goods and now smoked, made Abin feel so arrogant, and it was so embarrassing that people couldn't help but admire him.

"Shall I follow you from now on, Brother Xiaofan?" With infinite admiration for Zhao Fanchen, Abin suddenly blurted out without thinking: "I'm not kidding, what I said is true."

Zhao Fanchen seemed to be fine, with a reluctant look on his face and didn't care: "Why?"

"Because you are too silly!" To be honest, Abin felt that the blood flowing in his body was ignited by Zhao Fanchen's calmness.

Sometimes people are very strange. When a person has nothing, a word of "getting ahead" can make those who follow him full of enthusiasm. They can pick up the young dreams that they have buried with their own hands and create glory again. In this glorious era of subversion,

, fighting with full blood, some people have a kind of ability, maybe even when they don't know how far they can go, there will still be people who follow them without hesitation. Today's Zhao Fanchen is undoubtedly such a person.

"That's it?" Zhao Fanchen paused and asked a serious question that seemed essential but could trigger contradictions at any time: "Then if one day, when I go to war with your boss, which side will you take?

?”

"I will be on your side." Abin's answer was without any doubt, with a fiery look on his face. It is always easy to establish a friendship between men, and its strength is unimaginable.

Zhao Fanchen didn't ask again. Some things would be bad if explained too clearly. Abin also knew that Zhao Fanchen would say this, which proved that he agreed.

The Cadillac Cts was parked at the entrance of Golden World, the largest entertainment center on Bar Street. Abin took Zhao Fanchen through a small side door and went to a special box behind Golden World. When he opened the door and came in, there was a bald man standing at the door.

, can be more than 1.8 meters tall. Wherever he stands, he looks like an iron tower. There is a bright and dazzling flame tattooed on the center of his bald head, which is particularly eye-catching. He glanced at Zhao Fanchen with disdain and raised his eyebrows at him.

A middle finger.

Abin also smiled helplessly. This Iron Tower Jiang Chong is the most powerful thug under the boss. It is said that he killed a cow with one punch. He left the door, but did not make way for Zhao Fanchen to let him in.

, but looked at Zhao Fanchen with a condescending gaze.

"Jiang Chong!" A rather dignified voice came from the box, but there was no blame, but some appreciation for Jiang Chong's behavior. In his opinion, it was understandable.

Acting unusually gentle, Zhao Fanchen ducked into the private room, where a middle-aged man with silver hair and a fashionable silk floral shirt was leaning on the sofa. The only decoration was a ring on his hand. He picked up the iron box from the tea machine.

He took out a Cuban cigar and put it into the Lafite red wine glass on the table and dipped it in it. He ignored Zhao Fanchen who came in. A hot-bodied woman with big breasts behind him immediately opened a delicate lighter and lit it for him.

Zhao Fanchen didn't seem to care about this. He sat on the sofa opposite the middle-aged man, which made the middle-aged man opposite him feel uncomfortable. He frowned. He blew on the cigarette and stared at Zhao Fanchen.

Zhao Fanchen met the sharp gaze without fear. After the two looked at each other for a minute, the middle-aged man laughed loudly: "It's been a long time since I've seen a junior as resilient as you. They all call me

Master Jiu, what do you want? An authentic Cuban cigar."

"I'm not used to smoking, but this one is more exciting, right? Master Jiu? If you have any questions, let's go straight to it. I'm still waiting to go home and go to bed." Zhao Fanchen took out a box of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket.

, Abin immediately came over to light it for him. The middle-aged man opposite did not show any displeasure. He waved his hand, and the sexy sexy girl behind him twisted her waist and went out. Abin also went out and opened the door of the box.

Brought it.

"I want to make a deal with you that is sure to make a profit without losing any money. Use your skills to help me, and I will give you anything you want, including getting ahead and, of course, money." Master Jiu held the cigar in his hand.

, the depth that always ensures victory.

With a smile on his face and no trace of emotion, Zhao Fanchen crushed the cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray and said casually: "Then what should I do for you?"

"Anything." Master Jiu believed that Zhao Fanchen would never refuse, because everyone in this world can be measured by interests.

As expected, Zhao Fanchen did not disappoint him: "I can accept this condition, but Abin and those under him must be completely handed over to me, remember, completely."

Jiu Ye brushed his silver hair, full of confidence and the attitude of winning thousands of miles away. No matter how big the enemy he faced, he had never lost. He believed that this time would be no exception: "Agree!" Jiu Ye

Ye shouted toward the door: "Abin, come in."

After Abin came in, he glanced at the two people and shouted respectfully: "Master Jiu, are you looking for me?"

"Abin, you and the people under you can follow Xiaofan from now on! From now on, you will only listen to him." Master Jiu was very generous, as if he was announcing a trivial matter. He has always been a person who does big things.

, without sacrificing anything.

With a smile on his face, Abin was naturally willing to the result, but he couldn't show too much excitement in front of Lord Jiu.

"Are you okay? Can I leave?" Zhao Fanchen said so. He had already stood up and walked out of the door, ignoring Master Jiu's eyes. At this time, the door of the box was pushed open, and that

Jiang, who had a flame tattoo on his bald head, rushed in and stood in front of Zhao Fanchen like a giant tower. When he saw Master Jiu didn't speak, he stabbed Zhao Fanchen in the chest with a dagger in his hand.

Zhao Fanchen dodged the dagger on one side of his body, and pushed it with his knees. Jiang Chong groaned, and his whole giant tower-like body was lifted off the ground by Zhao Fanchen.

He grabbed Jiang Chong's right hand with both hands and twisted it, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking. He grabbed the dagger and stabbed it directly into Jiang Chong's thigh. Jiang Chong, who had always been very strong, was not able to do anything in front of Zhao Fanchen.

Without the strength of his fingers, he was vulnerable to a blow. An elbow hit Jiang Chong's chin, and a bunch of blood spattered. Jiang Chong's jaw was dislocated on the spot, and several teeth fell on the tea machine. Jiang Chong fell to the ground.

Zhao Fanchen went up to Jiang Chong and kicked and beat him like a violent storm. After the beating, he grabbed Jiang Chong by the collar and dragged him over, who was already limp into mud. He happened to be right in front of Master Jiu and picked up the tea.

The crystal ashtray on the plane, which was worth several thousand, hit Jiang Chong's head so hard that his face was bruised and bloody. Zhao Fanchen cursed while smashing it: "If you let me get angry again, let me

No matter how bad you get, you will."

After the beating, Zhao Fanchen sneered and threw the blood-stained ashtray on the tea machine. The crystal ashtray turned a few times and stopped in front of Master Jiu. With a scarlet scarlet touch, he pulled the suit on the wall.

He wiped the blood on his hands and pouted at Jiang Chong who was lying motionless on the ground: "If you have something to talk about in the future, don't do it in front of me. I'm not used to it." After saying that, Zhao Fanchen didn't care.

Sitting on the sofa, Master Jiu, who was looking very ugly, called Abin and turned around and walked away.

Master Jiu's face turned into the color of pig's liver on the spot, which was very unsightly. He left no room in front of him and beat Jiang Chong until he was out of shape and his flesh and blood were bloody. This clearly meant that Master Jiu was beating him.

He didn't give any face, and he was ruthless, decisive, and never sloppy. The first time he met, he gave a big blow to the man who had the most influence in the job market.

After Zhao Fanchen left, Jiuye found that his body was trembling. The scarlet blood on the crystal ashtray in front of him was so shocking. He reached out and touched his forehead. There was cold sweat on his hands. This frightening feeling has lasted for many years.

Never before.

A middle-aged man with a slicked back hair came out of the small compartment door of the box: "This young man is very difficult to deal with, and he is not someone who can be easily controlled."

"Everyone has his weaknesses, and no one is exception. Since he is difficult to control, let's start with the people around him. In short, I want to hold him firmly in my hands." Jiuye remained calm.

He took a sip of red wine and his smoking hand completely betrayed him.

Abin's face was filled with enthusiasm. He couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart: "Brother Xiao Fan, the way you looked just now was so cool and awesome. You dare to be so aggressive in front of Master Jiu. You are the best I have ever seen."

The first one, Lord Jiu’s face turned pale just now.”

"Abin, you can do things rightly, but you can't say perfect words. You can lose people, but you can't lose your momentum. Since you have offended me, you must offend me completely. If you show off your authority in front of us, then you will die. That's your boss."

, there may be a lot of misfortune in the future with swords and swords following me, but we will never suffer." Zhao Fanchen handed one of his cigarettes to Abin.

"I might have been hesitant or afraid before, but I won't be anymore. Master Jiu is far worse than you." Abin took a puff of cigarette, full of pride and confidence in his heart. He made up his mind to follow Zhao Fanchen.
Chapter completed!