No taboos in the world

Chapter 20 Taming
"Your wife just made a bet with me. I said that the first thing you would do after waking up would be to find a gun to kill me. Obviously, I won."

The ghost man gritted his teeth and whispered, "You can tell me what you want, and I can give it to you."

Hong Chen waved his hand.

The ghost man quickly looked around, his eyes filled with even deeper despair, but when he caught a glimpse of the child on the sofa, he lowered his head and walked to Hong Chen.

"I don't want anything from you either, just kneel down and talk to me."

The ghost guy widened his eyes again.

Hong Chen finally frowned: "You seem very unhappy?"

Of course the foreigners are not happy, because in their eyes, the Chinese are like pigs and dogs.

What Hong Chen has to do now is to extinguish his inexplicable arrogance and slowly tame him like a beast!
The woman leaned against the ghost man's legs, obviously begging him to obey Hong Chen's request.

The foreigner became even angrier and slapped him in the face.

Hong Chen swung his knife, and the blade was as cold and crisp as a whip, which hit the back of his hand and left a red mark immediately.

The ghost covered his hands and glared.

"Beating your wife is not a good habit. Besides, what qualifications do you have to attack my hostages now?" Hong Chen slowly put away the knife and said slowly.

The woman kneeling on the ground suddenly fell silent.

Hong Chen didn't pay much attention to her and just looked into the foreigner's eyes.

"You are right not to kneel. A man's knees are made of gold. In this case, let your son do it for you..."

"I kneel!"

thump!
The ghost knelt in front of Hong Chen, with his head lowered, as if he wanted to shrink into his chest.

But Hong Chen did not give him this opportunity.

The cold blade gently pressed against his chin, forcing him to raise his head and look up at Hong Chen's condescending eyes.

“This is a good perspective, I like it very much.”

The ghost's nostrils expanded rapidly and his breathing became heavier.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Wallace."

Snapped!
Without any warning, Hong Chen slapped him in the face, almost knocking him down.

"I don't like your name."

The ghost turned around and glared.

Snapped!
"I don't like the look in your eyes."

Afterwards, the sound of slaps continued to ring out in the living room. As long as there was even a hint of anger and murderous intent in Wallace's eyes, Hong Chen would slap him in the face with a nonchalant tone and action.

The baby on the sofa heard the rhythmic sound, but he was not woken up. He just hummed softly and continued to sleep soundly.

For a while.

"Wait a moment!"

This time, Wallace didn't try to force himself to turn back.

"Stop hitting me, I...I don't dare to do it anymore!"

The voice was trembling.

Hong Chen curiously used the blade to pick up his face. In addition to the swollen cheeks and blood at the corners of his mouth, he also saw two lines of tears.

He clicked his tongue twice, picked up the tissue on the table and handed it to Wallace.

"Stop crying, wipe it off."

The woman at the side looked at Wallace who was silently wiping his tears. Although her own tears had not stopped yet, this did not stop her from feeling contempt for him.

moment.

"I think we can talk now."

"Yes, yes... sir."

"My last name is Hong."

"Okay, Mr. Hong. You and Hong Zhennan are..." "He is my master."

"Oh, I see! I will return Master Hong's money tomorrow!"

Hong Chen shook his head.

Wallace's heart tightened, and he said cautiously: "Mr. Hong, I don't know what I should do?"

"You can take the money, but people who eat alone never have a good ending."

"Yes, you are right. I will give him half..." Seeing Hong Chen frowning, Wallace quickly changed his words, "70%, no, 90%!"

Hong Chen looked at Wallace, who was now bruised and swollen but very easy to talk to, and suddenly missed his arrogance during the day and just now.

"Mr. Wallace, what kind of business do you think can last a long time?"

Wallace didn't dare to speak easily.

Hong Chen took the initiative to say: "Business can only continue if everyone makes money, right?"

"Correct!"

"Now this business has been taken over by you alone. If you are happy, others should be unhappy."

"I……"

"Now shut up and listen to me."

Wallace fell silent immediately.

"The money you collect now is enough to fill one bag a month, and I guess it's not all yours. If you want to make more money, there are two ways. First, collect more, and second, rely on a higher position.

You have already collected a lot from this land, but everyone’s economic level is limited. If you continue to exploit them, problems will arise sooner or later. So you have to let everyone develop. The more they earn, the more you can collect.

If you want to be in power, you need support from others and money to pave the way. If you let everyone get money, then naturally some people will support you. If you have more people supporting you, will it be difficult to make money?

Tomorrow, take out 50% of the money you received and distribute it to all the police officers in the police station. Remember, I said all, and you have to tell them that as long as they work hard, they will receive a bonus every month.

In addition, from now on, no matter if it is the police or the gangsters, no one is allowed to collect extra money in your jurisdiction under any name. If you stretch your hands and stomp your feet, even if you stretch your head to take a look, you will chop off his head!
However, since you have received the money, you must do your job. Whether it is a shop owner or a street vendor, you must ensure that they will not be harmed by any illegal threats. This is the duty of you police officers.

Don’t ask my master for all the fees anymore. Find someone else to collect them and pay them to your subordinates and your superiors on time in the second month.

As for who should be paid, who shouldn't be paid, and how much should be paid for those who should be paid, I don't need to teach you these, right?"

Wallace felt that he seemed to have grasped something key from Hong Chen's words, but he didn't dare to lose focus at this moment and could only pause to think.

"No, I'll think it over."

"If you can't figure it out, you can always come to me. Also, do me one more thing."

"Mr. Hong, please speak."

"The boxing match is about to take place. Arrange for me to fight with that boxer."

"what?"

"Don't be so surprised. I'm going to fight him in the first round. I'm telling you in advance that I'm going to beat him to death. You better be prepared."

Wallace opened his mouth, speechless.

Hong Chen stood up.

Wallace's eyes moved, but then he carefully suppressed them.

Hong Chen seemed to have really finished speaking, and walked straight to the door with a knife in hand.

Wallace raised his head slightly, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Swish!
Hong Chen suddenly turned back, and his knife-like eyes instantly pierced into Wallace's eyes.

Wallace felt as if his heart was suddenly tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. His breathing suddenly stagnated and his face turned pale in an instant.

"I know you won't obey me so easily. You can try to retaliate against me. But you have to remember, if you dare to take action, whether it's assassination, wanted, arrest or testing, if it happens once, I will kill your son in front of you first, and then kill you."

As more people were killed, it seemed that Hong Chen really had an indescribable murderous aura. Every word of "kill" that came out of his mouth was like a heavy hammer hitting Wallace's heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"No! Mr. Hong, please believe me, I will never do that!"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "That's good. Finally, don't beat your wife. Goodbye."

(End of this chapter)