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If Xia Chen's plan is really like this, then this young man is too scary.

Even though he had experienced many things, cold sweat could not help but ooze from the thought just now on his forehead.

He kept clenching his hands tightly and loosening them again and again.

This is his subconscious reaction every time he gets nervous.

After a while, Wang Fugui calmed down. He straightened his clothes and was about to leave when he put a hand on his shoulder.

"How was the play?"

Wang Fugui felt someone pressing his shoulders and almost jumped up in fright, but he relaxed when he heard a familiar voice.

Turning around, seeing Xia Chen behind him, he pulled out an ugly smile: "Brother Xia, long time no see."

Xia Chen looked at Wang Fugui with great interest, and thought to himself that it had been less than half an hour since we separated, yet he said he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"That's okay, I'll leave." Wang Fugui scratched his head, ready to leave.

But Xia Chen grabbed Wang Fugui, and said with a half-smile: "Since you're here, don't leave, watch a show with me."

Wang Fugui opened his mouth, becoming more certain about the guess in his heart.

Now he calls himself cheap and insists on following, now he can't run away.

At this time, there was a sound of cursing in the distance, and Wang He walked in with two accomplices.

"Then Wei Chunlei is really nothing, he can do anything for money, and the two grandsons too, they dare to hold down the boss, damn it." Huang Mao's subordinates said obsequiously.

"That's right, I have long suspected that Wei Chunlei is not a good guy. He thought that if he lost the boss' hand, he could take the boss's position?" Another subordinate followed suit.

Wang He's face was always gloomy, and his expression became more and more cold. He snorted inwardly. The two people around him did not stop him when his hands were severed. If they were here in the past, he would have destroyed them long ago.

But now Wei Chunlei is still vaguely united with the other two, if he drives these two away, the situation will be very unfavorable to him.

At this time, he looked down at the right hand that was about to be bandaged again, and the hatred in his heart was even stronger.

The first one Wang He hated was not Xia Chen, but Wei Chunlei.

At that time, if six people joined together, the opponents would be three men and two women, they were not opponents at all, who would dare to hurt themselves!

However, Wei Chunlei directly attacked.

Three pieces of his own hand were broken, but he only bandaged them temporarily.

The 240 million in cash made him very worried, especially when Wei Chunlei betrayed himself for money.

He just wants to divide the money now, and then quickly find a place to recuperate.

The men beside him pushed open the door, and after entering, they found three people drinking.

"Brother Wei, you are so heroic, you actually cut off Boss Wang's hand directly."

"That's right, I think if you come to be the boss, you must be better than Wang He."

"Wang He's skills in cheating are the best among us. He is suitable to be the boss." Wei Chunlei laughed and declined, but it was clear that he had long wanted the position of boss.

"Now Wang He's hand is useless, he is just a waste!"

"Fart, it's because Boss Wei doesn't want to show off his face, or else his skills will beat him by ten blocks."

During the conversation, the two had already changed their names.

The two people beside Wang He wanted to step forward to reprimand, but were stopped by Wang He.

The priority now is to get the money.

"Hehe, you guys are really in a good mood." Wang He said coldly.

The two drinkers stood up quickly, while Wei Chunlei casually threw a peanut into his mouth, took a sip of wine slowly, and then stood up.

A murderous intent flashed in the depths of Wang He's eyes again.

He walked to the table and said directly: "Now that we have all the money, let's share it and go home for the New Year."

"What's the distribution method?" Wei Chunlei sat down on the chair again.

"Including the previous total of 300 million, or we each have 60." Huang Mao rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

"What 300 million?" Wei Chunlei squinted his eyes and looked at Huang Mao, and continued until Huang Mao's eyes dodged, "There are 70 in there, but I only got it by hand. It stands to reason that the three of you It can't be divided."

In one sentence, Wei Chunlei directly divided the six people into two lineups.

For Wang He, he used to be quite afraid, but since he broke the former's hand, he feels that the other party is also like that.

Not only did the fear in his heart disappear, but he also wanted to overwhelm Wang He. How dare a cripple with a broken hand compare himself to himself.

"What do you mean?" Wang He narrowed his eyes. The 70 yuan was what he got from cutting off his hand. Wei Chunlei, as the executioner, not only didn't say that he would take part of the compensation for his hand, but even wanted to take the 70 yuan for himself.

Wei Chunlei slammed the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, stood up, stared at Wang He, and the atmosphere on both sides instantly fell into a state of tension.

At this time, Wei Chunlei suddenly laughed: "Sorry, my right hand slipped and I didn't hold it tight."

He said sorry, but everyone could hear the ridicule.

"Wei Chunlei, I think I treat you well." Wang He narrowed his eyes, and his heart was burning with anger.

"Hehe!" Wei Chunlei's eyes were full of hatred: "It's not bad for me to fuck you. I like two women, and they were all **** snatched away by you, and you dare to say that you are good to me."

"Huh!" Wang He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then 230 million, I want 80."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Wei Chunlei, but even the other four became unhappy.

Wang He took away 80 yuan, so only 30 yuan fell into the hands of five people.

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Wang He looked at everyone with serious eyes, raised his right hand, blood stained the gauze red again.

"My hand is worth 50 yuan, don't force me, otherwise, even if I die, you don't want to feel better."

Several people were silent for a moment before Wei Chunlei nodded.

Wang He walked into the room with a gloomy face. After opening the cabinet, his expression changed drastically when he saw the empty cabinet.

The anger and frustration in his eyes surged to the top of his head in an instant, turning into the purest killing intent. He opened a drawer, grabbed a dagger and put it behind him.

"Why don't you take the money? Could it be that you can't hold it with one hand?" Wei Chunlei was overwhelmed by Wang He's momentum just now, and promised the latter to take 80.

But watching Wang He enter the room, after thinking about it, he realized that something was wrong.

Wei Chunlei had to share the 70 yuan with the people around him. Even if it was 10 yuan, he could only lose 80 yuan in the end. He felt that he was the boss at the moment. He worked hard for a long time before he lost 80 yuan.

Seeing Wang He come out, taking advantage of the strength of the wine, he couldn't help but sneer.

But he quickly sensed that something was wrong with Wang He.

Before he could react, Wang He directly slashed with a dagger. Before Wei Chunlei could react, there was an extra wound on his chest with deep bone visible.