"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that you do it right away.
Otherwise.
Speaking of this with his right hand, he took out a gun from somewhere and put it on the other person's head, "Believe it or not, I shot you to death." ” The dean's head was covered with white sweat all of a sudden.
It was the first time in his life that he had seen a gun, and looking at the other party's appearance, it didn't look like a joke at all, this gun naturally couldn't be fake.
Crazy, really crazy.
The dean couldn't help but shout in his heart.
But in the face of the ruthless behavior of his right hand, he did not dare to show his dissatisfaction at all, and the devil knew whether this madman would shoot or not.
"I'll arrange it right away."
The dean immediately agreed.
He finally became the director of this hospital, and he didn't want to die yet.
Besides, he also has two people outside, if he dies, wouldn't it be cheaper for others to deal with this period no matter what, and then find a way to call the police after a while.
After getting a clear answer from the other party, the right hand put away the pistol, and then watched the dean's incessant scheduling, and soon, basically all the injured brothers were properly arranged, some of the seriously injured went directly to the ward, and some of the less injured ones were simply bandaged.
Park Wanchen looked like he had been stabbed more than 20 times and had shed a lot of blood, but in fact he didn't hurt his bones, so after being bandaged, he walked out of the infirmary directly.
"How is it" asked with a smile as he took out a cigarette from his pocket with his right hand, pulled out one and handed it to the other party.
"Nothing.
It's not the first time I've been injured, and I'm not so squeamish.
Park Wanchen took the cigarette and said.
"It's okay.
What do you think of this cigarette?"
asked as he lit one with his right hand.
"The taste was pure.
What brand of cigarette is this" Park Wanchen took a deep breath and asked.
"There is no sign."
Said with his right hand.
"There is no brand," Pu Wanchen's face was suddenly full of puzzlement.
How to sell cigarettes without a brand "Yes.
This cigarette is special and does not have a brand.
Right hand explained.
"I see.
We also have this kind of cigarette in my country, but I didn't have a chance to smoke it.
I didn't expect you to have such a great ability.
Big brother, where are you from" Park Wanchen couldn't help but glance at the other party.
Although he didn't know how rare this special cigarette was, just by relying on the word special, he could show that the other party's identity was extraordinary.
"I'm from country Z XA.
XA, you know," asked with a smile on his right hand.
"Yes.
It was Chang'an in ancient times.
I went to study in country Z and studied at BJ University for two years.
Park Wanchen nodded and said.
"I didn't think you were still a literate person.
Since you went to BJ University to study, why don't you become a university teacher, why do you need to embark on this path?"
asked his right hand a little puzzled.
It's not that he hasn't seen college students in the underworld, but most of them are engaged in some money laundering and gang-making work, and they will not directly participate in this kind of fighting.
After all, the underworld rush is a physical job, and it is not something that can be won by relying on the brain alone.
"This is my life.
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My father started the Flying Sands, and I can't afford to see them destroyed in my hands.
Park Wanchen said with some sadness.
Too often, people are not qualified to choose their own destiny, and some people are destined to fate when they are born.
"Do you want to make the Flying Sand Gang the No. 1 gang in Vietnam?"
looked at each other with his right hand and asked tentatively.
"Yes.
To say that I don't want to be is a lie.
However, the Flying Sand Gang is not only the second in Neihe City now, and it is not so easy to destroy the other party by the scythe.
What's more, the Flying Sand Gang and the Scythe will have a common enmity, and my father is rumored to have died at the hands of Jiang Dachuan, the current leader of the Scythe Society.
However, I didn't find any hard evidence.
If I find evidence, I will definitely break the other party's body into pieces.
At this point, Park Wanchen clenched his fists, his knuckles rattling from excessive anger.
"It would have been difficult to destroy the Scythe with just one Flying Sand Gang, but what if you add me," said the right hand with a smile.
Hearing the words of his right hand, Pu Wanchen's eyes lit up suddenly.
God is really kind to him, and just when he was thinking about revenge, he actually sent the living Bodhisattva in his right hand.
"Right hand boss, if you are willing to avenge me, I will repay you as a cow and a horse."
Park Wanchen said with some excitement.
He waved his right hand and said, "It's all my own brothers, so there's no need for this."
However, the Sickle Society has been operating in Neihe City for so many years, and it must have something to do with the Neihe City Government.
If the Scythe Society is destroyed by then, I'm afraid that someone will trouble us.
So, before you get started, it's best to be able to get rid of these troubles. ” "I'll take care of these problems.
I've been here for so many years, and I've dealt with a lot of officials.
For them, it doesn't matter who is the biggest gang in Inland City, what matters is what benefits they can get.
I believe that as long as we give them enough benefits, they will definitely not oppose us, and they will try to get in touch with us.
Park Wanchen accepted this task without hesitation.
The thought of having the opportunity to destroy the Scythe Society and make the Flying Sand Gang the largest gang in Neihe City made him feel extremely excited in his heart.
"Yes.
Don't be reluctant to spend money, as long as you can get these officials, you should spend some money.
In addition, you have to recruit troops.
After this firefight, our vitality has been greatly damaged, and if we talk to each other now, I am afraid that we will only be ravaged.
Said with his right hand.
Mixed underworld, what you fight for is money and people, if there is no money and no one, no one will bird you at all.
"Well, I'll figure this out.
However, recruiting so many people at once may cause problems in terms of funding.
Over the years, just relying on collecting some protection fees and watching the field, to be honest, there is not much income, not to mention, I have to support so many brothers, and I really don't have much money at hand.
Park Wanchen said with some embarrassment.
If he had the money, he would have started recruiting troops and horses, and he would have fought with the Scythe Society.
"I'll solve the problem of funding. 100 million, is it enough?"
said a number in his right hand.
"Enough, I can't use it."
Hearing this number, Park Wanchen was stunned for a moment. casually a mouth is a hundred million, it's really fucking rich.
With this money, he can recruit a lot of masters in fighting.
Victory, it seems, has shown a glimmer of light.
"Wait for me to give me an account, and I'll let you call you.
If nothing else, the funds will arrive tomorrow.
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Said with his right hand.
"Yes."
Park Wanchen nodded again and again. t1706231537: