Violators Club

Chapter 172
Chapter 170 The Third Uncle Was Chopped

The world in [-] was still chaotic. Although the Cold War was over, the divided Big Brother family was not very peaceful.

Chaos is happening all over the world. As the only existing superpower in the world, Eagle Sauce can't help but feel confused, because looking around, it seems that there is no one who can fight.

In fact, let alone 30, even the 21s will be 20 or [-] years later.

Not to mention anything else, on the Iran-Iraq issue, thousands of missiles have been launched.

The world has never been stable and safe, but the country we are in is truly safe.

Chen Changqing has killed people before, although he has not been in Xiangjiang for a long time, but many people died because of him.

From the pineapple boy at the very beginning, and then to the Gandhi who pretended to be crazy and was still killed.

In less than half a year, Chen Changqing had a nine-figure net worth.

He did not rely on God's perspective, nor did he have a keen investment vision, but through a series of operations, he took away the wealth accumulated by these club leaders over the years.

I don't know exactly how many people died because of him, and he didn't need to consider these things, but there were indeed many people who were indirectly killed by Chen Changqing.

But then again, if you think about it carefully, there are very few people who really died at the hands of Chen Changqing.

Gandhi sent someone to intercept and kill him once, but that time was a counterattack, and almost no one knew about it afterwards, including those gossip reporters who like big news, all of them seemed to be blind.

Even the Xiangjiang police did not approach Chen Changqing on this matter.

The first person Chen Changqing really decided to kill was Huang Zhicheng, but that time it was not Chen Changqing but Liu Jianming.

So facing Wen Sihai's question, he couldn't help frowning at this moment and pondered:
"What does Uncle Wen mean?"

Taking a sip of old Pu'er tea beautifully, looking at Chen Changqing in front of him, Wen Sihai pointed out sharply:
"You have too much craftsmanship. It looks gorgeous, but it is a castle in the air. Only by sinking your heart and taking root in the earth can you find your way."

In terms of strength, among the three people present, Wen Sihai's strength is the weakest.

But Chen Changqing and Long Shuwen's rich experience was not comparable. After watching the fight between Chen Changqing and Long Shuwen for a while, Wen Sihai saw Chen Changqing's problem.

It's not that he's not strong enough, but that he's not ruthless enough.

Take the kick to the back of the neck, Chen Changqing's target was the cervical spine, and in severe cases it would cause Long Shuwen to be paralyzed at a high position.

But if it was Long Shuwen's move, the target would definitely be a one-shot kill like the temple.

And as Wen Sihai's voice fell, Chen Changqing, who frowned slightly, was thoughtful:
"So you want to kill someone?"

The old man shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't belong to me:

"I don't know, anyway, that's how your master came out."

It's just that when he put down the teacup, he seemed to think of something, and Wen Sihai took a deep look at Chen Changqing:
"By the way, I have something to tell you, not only Hong Quan, but all the famous kung fu were born to kill people from the very beginning!"

As he spoke, he got up and beat his waist, looking tired and tired:

"Think about it, old man, I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a nap."

Mr. Wen Sihai came and went quickly.

It was only time for a cup of tea, and after a few chats, he turned around and went back to the back room.

Chen Changqing found out that the elders like them are like this, Wen Sihai is like this, and old man Hong Zhen is like this too, they all like to talk halfway.

And as Wen Sihai left, looking at Long Shuwen who was still dazed not far away, Chen Changqing couldn't help asking:

"Shuwen, have you ever killed someone?"

Looking up at Chen Changqing, Long Shuwen, who doesn't like talking very much, nodded:
"Killed."

"How much?" Chen Changqing couldn't help asking.

But Long Shuwen shook his head with thoughtful brows, but gave up after a while:
"A lot, so many that I can't even remember."

"is that useful?"

Chen Changqing looked at the other party curiously. He vaguely felt that Wen Sihai was right, but he still couldn't grasp some details, so he took the initiative to ask the other party. After all, Long Shuwen had more experience here than himself.

However, Long Shuwen couldn't give an answer to this question:

"I don't know. I'm a black boxer. Either you die or I die. Do you need me to take you there?"

In his early years, he followed Wen Sihai and started fighting black boxing in his teens. Until now, Long Shuwen is the undefeated black boxing champion of Wandao for more than ten years.

He witnessed with his own eyes the evolution of black boxing from a niche program at the beginning to an underground entertainment event now.

Gambling funds have also changed from tens of dollars or hundreds of dollars in entertainment expenses at the beginning to crazy gambling of millions or even tens of millions now.

From money, real estate, and even population trading and so on.

In the world of underground black boxing, there is nothing that cannot be bet against.

This also makes the current black boxing match promoted from amateur to professional. It used to be point-to-point, but now it is you and me.With the astonishing benefits, the intensity of the underground boxing field continued to escalate, and it could even be described as tragic.

This has also formed his style of not making a move, and killing people if he makes a move.

It's just that Chen Changqing, who pondered for a moment, couldn't help shaking his head about Long Shuwen's suggestion:
"Forget it, let's talk about it later."

I have been too busy recently, and this time I came to Wandao to transfer the market, so it is impossible to go to the underground boxing ring for a long time.

Besides, how many times a year are underground boxing rings played?
According to once a week, there are only 52 in a year. Chen Changqing is not interested in playing black boxing in Wandao, because there is no effect of exercise here. If you really want to exercise yourself?
Chen Changqing had an idea.

This year is [-]. If I remember correctly, the eldest son of Big Brother will start the first war with Chechnya at the end of this year.

If you want to say that the place where the dead are the most, it must be war.

"Jingle Bell!"

A crisp ringtone interrupted Chen Changqing's thoughts.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and gave Long Shuwen an apologetic look:

"I'll go take a call."

As he said, he got up and patted his pants, and pressed the answer button while walking:

"Luo Ji, I won't go back to the hotel at noon, you can buy something to eat yourself."

After coming out of the airport, Chen Changqing and Luo Ji separated. He followed Long Shuwen directly to Wen Sihai's house, while Luo Ji took care of some chores, such as hotels, vehicles, and cash issues.

Here I want to say that Xiangjiang and Wandao have their own currencies, which are not in circulation with each other.

But RMB can, because it is an international currency.

However, most of the time, for the convenience of transactions, the local currency is still used.

But as Chen Changqing's voice fell, Luo Ji on the other end of the phone couldn't help but get a little more nervous. He said briefly:

"Mr. Chen, there is trouble."

Hearing Luo Ji's anxious tone, Chen Changqing couldn't help frowning:
"Are you in trouble? What's going on, please explain clearly."

The Ni family's cargo of four to five thousand kilograms a year is not a small sum, and it would be very troublesome to get rid of all of them. Even if they only brought five hundred kilograms this time, it would still alert some local snakes.

That's why Ni Yongxiao wanted to deliver the goods himself.

But Xiangjiang's problems are also very troublesome. It's not that Chen Changqing can't deal with them, but that it's difficult for him to intervene in these matters in his capacity.

After much deliberation, I finally decided that it would be better for Ni Yongxiao to stay in Xiangjiang. Besides, Chen Changqing did have something to go to Nihong, but he didn't realize that he just came to Bay Island, and something happened to the third uncle.

Facing Chen Changqing's inquiry, Luo Ji took a deep breath, and he was agitated and forced himself to calm down:
"Mr. Chen, it's like this. The third uncle was hacked in Keelung Port, and four or five brothers have been sent to the hospital. If you are not busy, Mr. Chen..."

Luo Ji didn't say the rest, but Chen Changqing also understood that Keelung Port was the time when the dragons had no leader, otherwise Luo Ji wouldn't have called him at this time.

Taking a deep breath and thinking for a moment, Chen Changqing frowned, his face became gloomy:

"It's in Keelung Port, right? You can drive over to pick me up now."

(End of this chapter)