Hong Kong Movies: If you don’t talk about money, then you should talk about feelings.

The eyes of this group of people are as sharp as knives.

All of them reveal that they are not good people!

Wei Dexin's face is still calm, and he said: "Do you always dress like this?"

Everyone heard Wei Dexin's question.

The corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up.

Guijiaoqi introduced: "Yes, anyone who follows Brother Feng will have such a set. We are just red maple leaves, and there are better looking ones than us!"

Wei Dexin couldn't help but think of Ye Feng and Greyhound's clothes.

He hesitated for a long time and said: "What color is Ling Chengfeng's?"

"Of course it's gold. Brother Chengfeng can make money to help us seek benefits, and he can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. He is a fierce group!"

"Take it off!"

"Huh?"

Wei Dexin realized that he was a little out of control, but his mind was turning quickly.

"Aren't you telling them that you are Brother Feng's people by wearing this?"

"Do you know Brother Feng's plan?"

"It's about getting promoted, choosing the person in charge of Jiulong?"

Wei Dexin's voice became louder as he spoke.

"Who will be held responsible for delaying Brother Feng's important matter?"

"You, Ghost Leg Seven?"

"Or you, Slave Kun?"

Wei Dexin said a lot of things in a row. In short, he would not be jealous of Ling Chengfeng.

He didn't have any desire to compare with others. He was only concerned about the good of the group and Ye Feng.

But little did he know that it was because of Wei Dexin's action that all the loopholes in the plan were filled by mistake.

Ghost Leg Seven and Slave Kun were stunned when they heard this.

"Is it really that serious?" Ghost Leg Seven asked tentatively.

Slave Kun swallowed his saliva and kept his eyes on Wei Dexin.

"What else? Do you think I'm exaggerating? And do I need to scare you?"

"We are in the same boat now!"

"Why don't you change it quickly? Are you waiting for me to call?"

Wei Dexin suddenly raised his voice and roared.

"Oh, we'll go right away!"

The two of them hurriedly led the rest of the younger brothers out of the bar in a panic.

Seeing everyone leave, Wei Dexin kicked the sofa next to him a few times.

"Ling Chengfeng... Ling Chengfeng, you wait!"

After venting his anger, Wei Dexin let out a long breath and took out the phone.

"Uncle Biao? I, Wei Dexin, are you free to come out and chat?"

"Yes, I've figured it out. I'm going to keep the place anyway, so I might as well sell it to you and leave this sad place!"

"Okay, I'll be there on time at 8 o'clock!"

...........

Kowloon District, Longsheng Restaurant.

The interior decoration of the restaurant is luxurious and magnificent.

At this moment in a room.

Two men were sitting on chairs drinking tea.

They were both about 30 years old. One of the men wore glasses and had a tiger tattoo on his body, which looked a bit out of place.

The other one was a bald strong man with a scorpion on his head.

At this moment, the bald strong man was smoking a cigar, crossing his legs, and said lazily: "Uncle Biao, is that Wei Dexin really reliable?"

"He wants to be unreliable, but does he dare?"

The three looked at each other, and each saw contempt in each other's eyes.

Then they laughed wantonly, as if Wei Dexin was theirs.

"I hope that kid is not smart enough, it would be better to be a little stupid, hehe."

"But he should not be stupid, otherwise he would not agree so straightforwardly."

"Haha, who cares, he can do whatever he wants, anyway, with us here, his place is destined to be closed."

"Hahaha~~~"

The three laughed again.

At this moment, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and then.

Wei Dexin walked in with Ghost Foot Seven.

He smiled and greeted: "Uncle Biao, what are you laughing so happily about?"

Uncle Biao raised his arm slightly to signal him to sit down.

Wei Dexin glanced at him, and walked straight to the table and sat down without being polite.

Ghost Foot Seven stood behind Wei Dexin.

Uncle Biao said to the side: "Tuxie, show the contract to Master Wei!"

"Yes!"

The bald strong man nodded and threw the thick stack of contracts prepared on the table in the direction of Wei Dexin.

Wei Dexin was not annoyed. After sorting out the scattered contracts, he took them in his hand and looked at them quietly.

Uncle Biao reminded him: "I said on the phone before that you were leaving. I thought your villa would be useless. I'll take care of it for you. Otherwise, no one will buy it!"

"You know, your father died in an unclear way. Feng Shui is very important in the underworld. Your family is in a bad state, and the price I offer is already good.!"

Wei Dexin looked at the contents of the contract, which was no different from the aunties in the vegetable market.

They didn't cut him in half, but went for the vital point, and every move was fatal.

The Tuxie saw that Wei Dexin was reluctant to speak, and scolded: "Aren't you a top student? You have been reading these few pieces of paper for so long. Don't you know how to read? Do you want me to let Zhihu translate for you!"

The man with a mountain tiger tattoo on his body said: "Tuxie, you don't know this. Some people like to be the sucker and spend some money to go to some chicken universities abroad!"

"They also call this... called... what is it!"

Zhihu knocked his head, and finally slapped his thigh and said: "Oh, I remember, this is called gilding. After returning, they are not human beings anymore. They are called returnees!"

"Oh, people become turtles, isn't that a turtle?"

"You are right! "

The two of them continued to make sarcastic remarks, and Wei Dexin's face gradually darkened.

After a long time, he said, "Uncle Biao, I think these prices are not suitable."

Uncle Biao glared and said, "What do you mean? Don't want to sell it?"

"Of course not! . "

"Hmph, I think you can't bear to part with your shabby store!"

Tu Xie sneered and interrupted.

Wei Dexin glanced at him disdainfully and didn't say a word.

Looking at Uncle Biao, Wei Dexin was about to speak.

Paper Tiger threatened, "Don't let Uncle Biao call you Young Master Wei a few times, you really think of yourself as Young Master Wei!"

Wei Dexin smiled and looked at Paper Tiger, tapping his temple with his index finger.

"Hey... Oh...!"

Paper Tiger said, "Are you going to die? Or are you sick?"

"By the way, I seem to have seen you somewhere before. Are you the parking worker in the bar? "

Wei Dexin shook his head and sighed, his tone full of disappointment.

"Are you looking for death? ! I think you are tired of living, right?"

The exposed paper tiger was furious, grabbed a teapot on the table and was about to smash it on Wei Dexin's head.

At this time, the door of the box was opened again.

Slave Kun, covered in blood, walked in with a knife.

"Pah!"

Slave Kun threw the knife on the table.

He panted a little: "I have dealt with all the people in the three cars outside. They ran away when they saw us. I chased some of them for hundreds of meters!"

After speaking, Slave Kun sat down next to Uncle Biao, snatched the cup from his hand and drank it all.

Slave Kun, who was not thirsty, looked at the paper tiger and cursed: "Are your eyes on your butt? Are you holding a teapot to watch the fun? Pour water! "

Paper Tiger was stunned, eyes wide open.

Slave Kun tilted his head to look at Wei Dexin, pointed at Paper Tiger and said: "Is this guy useful? Will it affect the plan?"

Wei Dexin spread his hands, indicating that Slave Kun was free.

Slave Kun, who received the instruction, immediately picked up the machete from the table.

"You let me see, you take my words as fart, right?"

Seeing Slave Kun rushing over, Paper Tiger came back to his senses and said: "Misunderstanding... I just did..."

"Misunderstanding your mother, I'm thirsty, can't you see?"

Slave Kun grabbed the teapot with one hand and swung the knife with the other hand.

Paper Tiger was so scared that he dodged in a hurry, but was kicked into the corner by Ghost Foot Seven.

"Bang! ! ! "

A loud noise was heard.

Paper Tiger covered his chest and fell to the ground in pain.

"Waste! "

Slave Kun cursed, drank from the teapot, raised the knife in his hand and said: "Wait for me to rest for a while, then see how I deal with you!"

After being disturbed by Slave Kun,

Tuxie also became honest.

Because the first sentence that Slave Kun said when he came in just now really scared them.

Uncle Biao couldn't help but said: "Tuxie, go out and see why the dish hasn't been served yet? Don't you know that I'm inviting my eldest nephew to dinner today?"

He occasionally blinked while speaking.

"Oh, I'll..."

Tuxie was about to get up, Wei Dexin took off his glasses and put them on the table.

Reached out and pushed Tuxie back to the chair.

Took the contract just now, threw it in front of him and said: "Come on, didn't you say you would help me translate it? Read this sentence to me!"

Tuxie looked at the contract with pins and needles, "That... this..."

"Read it quickly! "Wei Dexin shouted.

"This sentence... this sentence, is... is... is..."

Tuxie hesitated for a long time and couldn't say this sentence clearly.

He was very nervous.

Wei Dexin held Tuxie's head and smashed it against the table.

"Puff!"

Tuxie spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a pale face: "Uncle Biao, please save me!"

"It's so hard for you to read a word, asking for help is uselessIt was quite fast, and he was close to me, ha...!"

Uncle Biao looked at Wei Dexin, his face slightly red, obviously he was irritated.

But soon, Uncle Biao suppressed the fire in his heart, and said with a forced smile: "Master Wei, let's talk slowly, everything can be discussed!"

Wei Dexin shook his head, "Bai Tou Biao, I'm not saying anything bad about you, and Xin Changxing, look at the people you found? Except for trash, they are trash, how can there be any human beings?"

Facing Wei Dexin's insult, Bai Tou Biao smiled and said: "Yes... yes... I am a trash, what did I think at the beginning, thank you so much today, otherwise I can't see their true face!"