"Life, how many..."

As Zhong Tianzheng uttered the first word, a classic song with a strong nostalgic feeling for Hong Kong Island came out of his mouth.

When he sang excitedly, Fengyun, Blind Snake, and Dasha also sang along.

As the bosses, they are always calculating and counter-calculating, how can they have real friends?

It can be said that this song sang out their voices.

"Okay, okay, good singing, Ah Zheng, you sing so well. Are you interested in becoming an artist after you go out, I will support you?"

It's a pity for a person whose face looks so much like Chow Yun-fat not to film.

Ah Zheng smiled shyly: "Boss, I committed murder. It will take more than ten years for me to get out. By then, I will be an old man. Who will invite me to film?"

Feng Yun patted his shoulder affectionately: "I know your situation to some extent. You don't want to kill your wife.

Don't worry, I will pay attention to this case. When you are released from prison, remember to do more charity work, which can be regarded as paying tribute to your wife's spirit in heaven."

Feng Yun once tested that being able to influence others to do good deeds will also gain positive energy.

If the other party is really influenced, then Feng Yun will get a lot of positive energy.

On the contrary, if the other party is forced to be influenced by some abnormal means, then Feng Yun will get very little positive energy.

It is because of this restriction that the gangsters in Causeway Bay can breathe a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, Feng Yun will definitely ask them all to go out and help the old lady cross the road. Feng Yun can definitely do this.

"Boss Fengyun, aren't you the big brother of Hongxing?"

Zhong Tianzheng was surprised. When could the big brother of Hongxing influence judicial justice?

Fengyun smiled again and said to him: "The big brother of the society is just my part-time job. My main job is a lawyer."

Zhong Tianzheng: ...

And Zhu Tao looked at Fengyun with resentment.

If I hadn't met this devil that day, how wonderful would my life be in the future?

It's a pity that I really didn't check the almanac when I went out that day.

"Come on, brothers, I just happen to have a few things to ask you. Let's talk slowly while playing cards."

Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Fengyun took out a set of mahjong from nowhere.

Zhong Tianzheng and his group were collectively petrified.

Zhu Tao stuttered, "Boss Fengyun, what is this?"

Fengyun smiled brightly and said, "Actually, I have a part-time job as a magician. These are just some tricks to play with the eyes, not worth mentioning."

The things were naturally taken out by Fengyun from the system space.

However, Fengyun insulted their IQ in public in front of these people. Is this really okay?

How can this be called magic? It's just magic!

This is the voice of everyone present.

But the person involved didn't admit it, and they had no choice.

Well, since Boss Fengyun said it was magic, then it was magic, and the Governor of Hong Kong was also magic.

So, the long-lost sound of mahjong rang in the cell.

Fengyun, Zhong Tianzheng, Dasha, Blind Snake, and Lu Jiayao were at the table, watching the wind at the door.

Zhu Tao, like a bullied young wife, stayed away from Fengyun.

When he saw Fengyun now, he instinctively had a shadow in his mind.

As for Datun and Shabiao lying on the ground, their blood was all over the floor, but no one paid attention to them, and no one called the prison guards for them.

After a round of fighting, everyone became familiar with each other. The people present no longer had the fear of Fengyun at the beginning.

At this time, Fengyun spoke.

"Brothers, I believe you are very clear about the things in this cell."

"Boss, just ask if you have anything. I have been here for a while, and I have basically an impression of who I want to ask." Zhong Tianzheng said attentively.

Ever since he knew that Fengyun, who was feared by the underground world, was actually a big lawyer, Zhong Tianzheng's mentality had changed subtly.

Maybe the other party could really help him with his affairs, but the premise was that he had to show his due value.

Zhong Tianzheng was not the kind of white who knew nothing. He knew that the other party would not help him for no reason.

Maybe it was a shining point in himself that he didn't know about that was noticed by the other party?

"It's like this, I'm planning to set up a few companies outside, but I'm lacking some experienced people. I heard that there are a lot of skilled people here in Stanley, so I came to take a look."

Zhong Tianzheng was a little speechless. Listen, does this sound like human language?

Because there are many criminals in Stanley, so he came here to jail?

"Boss... you are so courageous."

Zhong Tianzheng smiled awkwardly and flattered against his will.

This flattery was quite difficult and almost choked Zhong Tianzheng to death.

"Then I would like to trouble you, brother Zhong, to plan for me. For the time being, I need people with painting skills, lock picking skills, counterfeiting skills, smuggling channels, blasting experience, and international trade skills. By the way, it would be best to find a few chefs..."

Zhong Tianzheng was quite speechless. This boss really regarded Stanley as a talent market.

However, let's not say that there are really few places in Hong Kong Island that can meet so many requirements at one time, and Stanley happens to be one of them.

Even the Island University of Hong Kong does not have such a comprehensive talent reserve.

Although the boss's requirements are not low, Zhong Tianzheng will definitely do his best to meet his needs.

As long as this boss recognizes his ability, maybe he can really get out of here?

Zhong Tianzheng would not have such high hopes for a simple gangster boss or a simple lawyer.

However, the energy that a gangster boss who is a lawyer can exert is intriguing.

As the saying goes, we are not afraid of bad guys, but we are afraid of bad guys with culture.

The destructive power that a cultured bad guy can cause is often incomparable to those without culture.

This society is getting more and more complicated. Even if you want to join a gang, you must have culture.

Otherwise, you will always be a gangster or a blue lantern for your whole life.

"The prison guard is here."

Lu Jiayao, who was standing at the door to take a walk, heard the footsteps and hurriedly warned everyone.

However, Fengyun said calmly: "It doesn't matter, everyone continue to play."

Although everyone was nervous, they were relieved when they saw Fengyun so calm.

If the sky falls, there will be tall people to support it. With this old man keeping the peace, even if they are... locked up in the small dark room, they won't be too lonely.

Well, they have already started planning how to relieve boredom in the small dark room?

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