Chapter 214 Who should be the monster

"What are your plans?" Song Xiaotian said in a deep voice.

"Please killer!" Qin Tianpeng said in a deep voice, with a ruthless look that Song Xiaotian had never seen before in his eyes. Song Xiaotian and Xiaohua looked at each other, and at this moment they were thinking: This is the real Qin Tianpeng!

"Xiao Cheng, go and help me contact people in Hong Kong. I will pay 50 million to buy Duan Yulong's life. I want a profession. I don't want to disturb him!" Qin Tianpeng said to Cheng Changsheng beside him with a expressionless face.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away!" Cheng Changsheng saw that he was the kind of decisive person with strong execution ability. No wonder Qin Tianpeng valued him so much.

The Wonderland on Earth is closed, so Qin Tianpeng directly entrusts the Wonderland on Earth to an auction company for auction. No matter how much it can be auctioned, it will be fine. Anyway, he just wants to make a move quickly and get as much as he can.

After midnight, Song Xiaotian and Xiaohua returned to Long Zhenhai's underground boxing gym.

Although the ventilation measures of this underground boxing gym are very good, when they get underground, Song Xiaotian frowned, and always felt that this underground gives people a very depressing feeling.

Although it was already midnight, the underground boxing gym was still very lively, and the nightlife here had just begun.

Feng Er was injured and could not fight for the time being, but with a brilliant battle that day, the Black Dragon Club had become the leader of the Hong Kong underground boxing gym, and people came to gamble on boxing every night.

The hardware facilities of the Black Dragon Club are very good. They are specially set up in a boxing ring underground of 10,000 people. It can be said that it is the only one in Hong Kong, without any semicolons.

Because he couldn't get on the software, some of the boxers he invited were all second-rate guys, and he was always suppressed by other boxing gyms and had no chance to turn around. He never thought that Long Zhenhai accidentally met a treasure like Feng Er, and he knew that his spring had come.

In Feng Er's room, he was lying on his bed and chatting with Long Zhenhai. Song Xiaotian knocked on the door and pushed it straight into the door.

"Are you a little polite? Don't you know to knock on the door when you come in?" Feng Er glared at Song Xiaotian.

"Didn't you hear me knocking?" Song Xiaotian looked gloomy and also looked back at Feng Er coldly.

"Hehe, Xiaotian is here, sit down..." Long Zhenhai waved his hand at Song Xiaotian, looking very polite.

"Haha, Master Long is polite!" Song Xiaotian smiled: "Mr. Long and Feng Er have something to talk about, should I avoid it first?"

"Oh, no no, no, nothing is wrong. We just chatted casually, and we had almost done it. I still have a lot of things outside. Let's talk about it, brothers, I'm going to do it!" After Long Zhenhai said that, he looked at Feng Er with concern: "Health care, and when you are fully recovered, I'll hold a celebration banquet for you!"

"Thank you, Master Long, you are so polite..." Feng Er smiled, looking very moved.

Just as Master Long turned around and went out, Feng Er said to Song Xiaotian with an excited look on his face, "Brother, do you want to know what Master Long said to me just now?"

"I don't want to!" Song Xiaotian poured cold water over, which made Feng Er suddenly stunned. He had originally planned to sell it for a while and now he was no longer interested.

"It's still brother. Even if you pretend to be very interested, can't you satisfy my vanity?" Feng Er said angrily.

As soon as Feng Er finished speaking, Song Xiaotian exaggeratedly exaggeratedly: "Wow... brother, what did Mr. Long just said to you? Tell me quickly, please tell me..."

"Go to die, you're so stupid, this is too fake, right?" Feng Er glared at Song Xiaotian with an angry face.

"Okay, what did he say? Tell me quickly, I have something to do!" Song Xiaotian said seriously.

"He told me to follow him, the monthly salary is the number..." Feng Er said as he stretched out a hand.

"Five hundred million?" Song Xiaotian's eyes widened.

"You think I'm selling chrysanthemums for 500 million, you can think of it..." Feng Er roared.

"No one wants your chrysanthemum 50 cents!" Song Xiaotian said with a gloomy smile.

"Go to death...it's fifty million!" Feng Er said angrily.

"Fifty million?" Song Xiaotian exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Feng Er nodded proudly.

"Damn, this is a good thing, please agree to him quickly!" Song Xiaotian said seriously this time.

"What about you, what are your plans?" Feng Er asked.

"I'll prepare a coffin for you..."

"Go to die!"

"You are going to die. Your head is stuck in the door, right? Do you think this 50 million is so easy to get? You are being pushed to the forefront. How many people want to kill you and replace you? There are definitely many people who have started to transfer masters from outside to Hong Kong.

But if you insist on continuing to fight him, I won’t advise you, brother, after all, I can’t block my brother’s way of wealth. I still say the same thing. Since you want to fight, just let go and fight. Don’t have any worries. Take care of the body. At most, I will pay some money to buy you a good coffin. Brother’s affairs cannot be too careless..."

"Stop and stop..." Before Song Xiaotian finished speaking, Feng Er's goose bumps were all over his body. He couldn't listen: "Tributing you brother, I'm really fucking bad for eight lifetimes. I'm just worried about this. You guys have a coffin on the left and a corpse on the right. What's the matter of brothers that can't be too careless? When will I die? What can you still make a state funeral for me? It's so fucking fucking..."

Feng Er paused, showed a painful expression on his face, and slowly said: "I think about it carefully, it's still not suitable for us brothers, so let's just split..."

"Ahem..." Song Xiaotian was almost choked to death by Feng Er.

"However, before breaking up, you should return the 2 billion I lent you two days ago to me first!" Feng Er continued shamelessly.

"Okay, okay... I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here, and talk about serious matters." Song Xiaotian waved his hand and said seriously: "I will move out tomorrow. Master Qin is here. His situation is very bad now. I have to help him. If it weren't for him this time, we would probably all be in prison now!"

"What's going on?" Feng Er finally returned to normal.

Then, Song Xiaotian briefly told Feng Er about some of the things that happened to Qin Tianpeng during this period. Feng Er was furious when he heard this: "Damn, these grandchildren are so bad, especially Duan Yulong, damn it, it's okay to send someone to obscene the casino, but he actually wants to assassinate Mr. Qin. Brother, when my injury is healed, we will kill him together and help you breathe this for Mr. Qin!"

"This is a tone, but this matter cannot be done randomly. This is in Hong Kong. Others are deep-rooted people. What can we do with others?

Besides, we must have been secretly wanted now, and how many people are looking for us outside, so we must not show up easily, otherwise we won’t know how to die. Mr. Feng has already spent money to hire a killer. Let’s see what the situation is going on!" Song Xiaotian’s face was a little solemn.

He disliked owing favors to others the most. He originally asked Qin Tianpeng for help because he wanted to help him participate in the gambling competition, but now the gambling competition has gone bad, so he naturally owed Qin Tianpeng a big favor. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that this favor is a life-saving grace. Therefore, how could Song Xiaotian bear to see Qin Tianpeng being bullied like this?

After chatting with Feng Er for a while, Song Xiaotian went back to his room to rest. The next day, early in the morning, Song Xiaotian heard a series of bad news as soon as he got up.

First of all, the fairyland on earth was burned by someone, and secondly, Cheng Changsheng contacted many Hong Kong killer organizations but did not accept his orders. It is said that no one dared to attack him.

Fortunately, Qin Tianpeng and others lived outside, otherwise Qin Tianpeng would definitely die if the fire continued. When others set fire, they locked every exit of the fairyland on earth, which shows that they already had the will of killing Qin Tianpeng.

"Damn, who is Duan Yulong? Even the killer dares to take orders?" Song Xiaotian cursed in extreme depression in a spacious living room in the underground boxing ring.

"What is the sacred sacred? You are too proud of him. Who should be the sacred sacred sarcastic!" Feng Er lay on the hospital bed and said disdainfully: "Brother, let's meet him. It's Mr. Qin who paid the money, and we two will work hard, so the wealth will not flow to outsiders' fields!"
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