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Chapter 182 The Cold Second Generation (first update to congratulate the leader of the alliance, Black Wolf)

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    It¡¯s sad to be such a bad person, but Feng Jun didn¡¯t think this person deserved sympathy.

    He was not in a hurry to express his position. Instead, he first took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath and put a certain amount of pressure on the other party before speaking slowly, "Then last night, who was it?"  'Come?"

    He felt that his words were very heart-wrenching, but to his surprise, the short man actually answered plausibly, "I don't want to tell you Mr. Wu's name, but tell me my name Do you know who I am?"  ?¡±

    "Pfft," Wang Haifeng was drinking tea. When he heard this, he couldn't help but spit it out, so he grabbed a napkin to wipe his mouth, "Nima, I have never seen such a shameless person."

    Regarding his words, the short man still had a disapproving attitude, "The old man said that it doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat. I have such resources, and if I don't know how to use them, I really don't know how to be a human being."  ?¡±

    When Feng Jun heard this, he was really angry and wanted to hit someone. He said darkly, "Then by hitting my car, you are making good use of resources?"

    There is a logical trap in this question. If the other party dares to admit that he is taking advantage of Wu Shao's identity, as the victim, he will have reason to cause trouble for the "used person".

    However, despite this short man's confusing nonsense, he answered this question quite well, "This is not a use of resources, it is purely a personal problem of mine. If you don't give Mr. Wu face, for me,  That isthe Lord humiliates his subjects and dies."

    Feng Jun was speechless again. He blinked a few times before asking curiously, "Then why don't you die?"

    This time, it was the short man's turn to be unable to answer. After a long while, he finally answered, "It was my fault anyway. Please be kind to me"

    As he spoke, he lay on the ground and kowtowed again, "Please spare me this time, I really have no money."

    "You really make me sick," Feng Jun frowned and said, "If you don't have money, go to your master to ask for itif you don't pay compensation, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

    Hearing this, the short man straightened up suddenly, stared at him, and said sinisterly, "Are you unwilling to forgive me?"

    "Haha," Feng Jun laughed, then turned to look at Wang Haifeng, "Haifeng, did you see it? This level of face-changingcan you sing Sichuan Opera?"

    "It's strange," Coach Wang shook his head and sighed sincerely, "I really didn't expect that people can be so shameless Conscience really curbs my imagination."

    The short man didn't care about their sarcasm. On the contrary, he stared at Feng Jun and sneered, "Yesterday, sixteen of our people were injured, three of them were seriously injured, and nine needed to be hospitalized I spent a lot of money to  Get the situation under control."

    "When you tell me this, you have a woolly meaning," Feng Jun gave him a disdainful look, "Go and talk to Third Brother and Manager Chang, eh?"

    Someone has already taken care of these things, how can he afford to care about them?

    The short man's face became more and more ferocious, "Then you don't give me any face?"

    "Get out!" Wang Haifeng couldn't help it, "If you say one more word, I'll beat you up!"

    But Feng Jun glanced at the waiter at the teahouse and said, "Excuse me, is there surveillance here?"

    The waiter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Wellit's over there at the bar, and it's under surveillance here. The guests have opinions."

    Before he finished speaking, the short man stood up and left. When he reached the door, he turned around and gave Feng Jun a vicious look.

    Feng Jun ignored it at all and just said calmly, "I only give you three days."

    As for what will happen if there is no response within three days, he did not say.

    The short man came to a villa in a certain community with a feeling of unwillingness.

    This is a villa with a history of more than ten years. It is not large in area, with a floor area of ??more than 200 yuan. It is the first villa Wu Jianguo bought in Zhengyang, and Mr. Wu now lives in it.

    When the short man arrived, Wu Shaocai had just woken up. He had worked hard all night and was having breakfast with two girls.

    The heating in the villa was fully turned on, and the three of them were just wearing bathrobes, leaning on the sofa, eating and flirting.

    Seeing the short man come in, Mr. Wu stopped what he was doing and raised his chin slightly, "How is it?"

    While he was talking, a girl next to him picked up a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and put the cigarette to his mouth.

    The short man sighed and replied dejectedly, "I knelt down and kowtowed. People said that I must pay for the car, otherwise, I will let you wait and see, boss."

    &Don't come back either.  "

    "Boss, why can't you see through it?" Ronaldinho stamped his foot anxiously, "Even if I don't come back, won't the money still be on you?"

    "That's right," Wu Limin was stunned for a moment, and then glared at the short man angrily, "Made, will you die if you don't look for trouble? Then tell me, do you have any suggestions? I have asked the manager, she  She wants my dad to find her boss."

    "The person named Chang is fascinated by that silly young man," Xiao Luo snorted coldly, "It's useless for you to find her."

    There is no way, with a boss like this who is cruel inside and tolerant outside, he must find some way to sneak in some personal goods.

    Wu Limin was stunned when he heard this, "Zhoucao What kind of look does this guy named Chang have? Does he like that kind of old man?"

    Nowadays, many young boys like more mature women, and he is no exception.

    The next moment, he became irritable again, "Ronald, you can't even do this, forget it, don't follow me anymore."

    (First update, congratulations to the leader of the alliance, Lord Black Wolf.)

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