Hong Kong General: Talking about loyalty with me? Are you worthy?

Chapter 137 A strange combination of circumstances; Wei Dexin takes action!

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

All of them reveal that they are definitely not good people!

Wei Dexin's face remained calm as he asked, "Have you always dressed like this?"

Everyone heard Wei Dexin's question.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Guijiao Qi introduced: "Yes, anyone who follows Brother Feng will have something like this. We are just red maple leaves, there are others who are prettier than us!"

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

After hesitating for a long time, he asked, "What color is Ling Chengfeng's?"

"Of course it's gold. Brother Chengfeng can make money to help us get benefits, and he can also go into battle to kill the enemy. He's very fierce!"

"Take it off!"

"Ok?"

Wei Dexin realized that he had lost his composure, but his mind was working quickly.

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

"Do you know Brother Feng's plan?"

"It's about taking a higher position. It's about choosing the person in charge of Kowloon?"

The more Wei Dexin spoke, the louder his voice became.

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

"You Ghost Leg Seven?"

"Or are you slave-kun?"

Wei Dexin talked a lot, and in short, he would not be jealous of Ling Chengfeng.

He has no desire to compare with others. He is only thinking about the good of the group and Ye Feng.

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

Upon hearing this, Ghost Leg Seven and Slave Kun were both stunned.

"Is it really that serious?" Guijiaoqi asked tentatively.

Slave Kun swallowed his saliva, his eyes never leaving Wei Dexin.

"What else? Do you think I am exaggerating? And do I really want to scare you?"

"We are now in the same boat!"

"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 rushed out of the bar with the rest of their men.

Seeing everyone leave, Wei Dexin kicked the sofa beside him several times.

"Ling Chengfeng... Ling Chengfeng, just wait for me!"

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

"Uncle Biao? I'm Wei Dexin. Can you come out and chat with me when you're free?"

"Yes, I've thought it through. 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.

In a room at this moment.

Two men were sitting in chairs drinking tea.

They were all around 30 years old. One of the men wore glasses and had a tattoo of a tiger descending from a mountain, which made him look a bit out of place.

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

At this moment, the bald 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 of them looked at each other and saw contempt in each other's eyes.

Then they started laughing wildly, as if Wei Dexin was their catch.

"I hope that kid isn't smart enough. It would be better if he were a little dumber. Hehe."

"But he shouldn't be stupid, otherwise he wouldn't agree so readily."

"Haha, who cares? He can do whatever he wants. With us here, his business is doomed to fail."

"Hahaha~~~"

The three of them burst into laughter again.

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

Wei Dexin walked in with Ghost Leg Seven.

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

Uncle Biao raised his arm slightly and motioned for him to sit down.

Wei Dexin glanced at the other person, walked straight to the table and sat down without any hesitation.

Ghost Leg Seven stood behind Wei Dexin.

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

"Yes!"

The bald burly man nodded and threw a thick stack of contracts prepared on the table in Wei Dexin's direction.

Wei Dexin was not annoyed. He sorted out the scattered contracts and looked at them quietly in his hand.

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

"You also know that your father died in an unclear manner, and the underworld is very particular about feng shui. Your family is in a bad state, and the price I offer is already quite good!"

Wei Dexin looked at the contents of the contract and found that they were exactly the same as those of the aunties in the vegetable market.

They didn't cut in half, but aimed at the vital points, and every move was fatal.

Seeing that Wei Dexin was reluctant to speak, Tuxie scolded him, "Aren't you a top student? You've been looking at 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 tiger tattoo on his body said, "You don't know this, Scorpion. Some people just like to be the scapegoat and spend some money to go to some cheap university abroad!"

"They call this...what...what else do they call it?"

Paper Tiger tapped his head, and finally slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, now I remember, this is called gilding. After they come back, they are no longer human beings. We call them returnees!"

"Oh, a human turns into a turtle, so that means he is a tortoise, right?"

"You're right!"

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

After a long while, he said, "Uncle Biao, I don't think these prices are appropriate."

Uncle Biao glared and asked, "What do you mean? You don't want to sell it?"

"Of course not!"

"Humph, I think you can't bear to leave your shabby store!"

The earth scorpion interrupted with a sneer.

Wei Dexin glanced at him with disdain and said nothing.

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

Zhihu threatened: "Uncle Biao called you Young Master Wei a few times, and you really think of yourself as Young Master Wei!"

Wei Dexin looked at the paper tiger with a smile and tapped his temple with his index finger.

“Ah….Ah…!”

Zhihu asked, "Are you going to die? Or are you ill?"

"By the way, I think I've seen you somewhere before. Are you the parking attendant at 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 and 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 in hand.

"Clap!"

Slave Kun slammed the knife onto the table.

Some of them panted and said, "I took care of 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 finishing his speech, Slave Kun sat down next to Uncle Biao, snatched the cup from his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

The unsatisfied slave Kun looked at the paper tiger and cursed: "Are your eyes on your buttocks? Are you holding a teapot to watch the fun? Pour some water!"

Paper Tiger froze in place, eyes wide open.

Slave Kun tilted his head and looked at Wei Dexin, pointing at the paper tiger and said, "Is this guy useful? Will his shadow affect the plan?"

Wei Dexin spread his hands and signaled slave Kun to do as he pleased.

After receiving the instructions, slave Kun immediately picked up the machete from the table.

"Look, you're taking my words as bullshit, right?"

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

"Misunderstood your mother, can't you see that I'm dying of thirst?"

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

The Paper Tiger was so scared that he dodged hastily, but was kicked into the corner by Ghost Leg Seven.

"boom!!!"

There was a loud noise.

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

"Trash!"

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

Slave Kun made such a fuss.

The Earth Scorpion also became obedient.

Because the first words that slave Kun said when he came in really scared them.

Uncle Biao couldn't help but say, "That country scorpion, go out and take a look. Why hasn't the dish been served yet? Don't you know that I'm treating my eldest nephew to dinner today?"

He even blinked occasionally while speaking.

"Oh, I'll just..."

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

He reached out and pushed the scorpion back into the chair.

He took the contract and threw it in front of him, saying, "Come on, didn't you say you would help me translate it? Read this sentence to me!"

Tuxie looked at the contract uncomfortably, "That... this..."

"Read it quickly!" Wei Dexin shouted.

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

The Earth Scorpion hesitated for a long time but couldn't make the sentence clear.

Extremely nervous.

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

"Pfft!"

The scorpion spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as he said, "Uncle Biao, save me!"

"It's so hard for you to read a word, but you're quick to ask for help, and you're even close to me, haha...!"

Uncle Biao looked at Wei Dexin with a slightly red face, obviously angry.

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. "I'm not saying anything bad about you, Bai Toubiao, but you're still talking about Xin Changxing. Look at the people you found. They are nothing but trash. How can any of them look like human beings?"

Facing Wei Dexin's insult, Bai Toubiao smiled and said, "Yes... yes... I am a waste. What did I think at the beginning? Thank you so much today, otherwise I would not be able to see their true faces!"