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Li Chaoneng broke into a cold sweat and jumped onto the table, blocking the way between the two parties.

"Fourth Master, Brother Shark, please don't be like this, please give Uncle Neng a thin noodle."

The fourth master took a puff of his cigar and said, "Brother Neng, tell me, how do you divide Feilong's cake?"

"How do you divide it? Five for me, two for you, and everyone else will share the rest!"

Brother Shark patted the table and said.

"Fuck you, what are we going to eat?"

Torrio yelled.

"It's none of my business. What we are talking about now is whoever has a stronger fist can eat meat and drink alcohol. If you are worse than me, of course you will get a smaller score."

The room suddenly smelled of gunpowder.

Li Chaoneng frowned. If he had known this, he should have stopped calling these two bastards here.

Nowadays, everyone is arrogant and arrogant, just like dry wood and a raging fire, which can be easily touched.

"Let's see, I don't care who is awesome or not. Whoever takes the head of the flying dragon will receive a reward of 5 million. The leader of the society will divide another 3 million, and the remaining money will be distributed to the brothers who are more capable. What do you think? ?”

Brother Shark jumped up and shouted: "I agree, I have decided on the 5 million anyway."

"Brother Ao, Fourth Master, what do you think?"

Li Chaoneng handed the two of them a cigar.

Both parties looked at each other and nodded.

Others around the table were talking.

[Brother Shark is too domineering. If we really want to be ruthless, we have to be the Crocodile Gang. Who doesn’t want to take the big head? 】

[I think it’s okay. If you divide 2 million, you’ll get a lot of money. We guys can fish in troubled waters. Anyway, if you don’t make money, you won’t make it in vain. 】

[Made, as long as you have money, you can’t help but help others. We don’t know who Feilong is. Taking his head is simply harder than climbing to the sky. Only fools will fight for it! 】

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Li Chaoneng was secretly happy when he saw that the plan was successful.

Brother Shark said enthusiastically: "Uncle Neng, the big cake is divided. How will Feilong's property be divided after he dies?"

Li Chaoneng thought for a while. Dongxing's venues are all over Hong Kong Island. The most profitable venues in Hongxing and Heliansheng in the past are now all under the name of Dongxing. This piece of fat must be remembered by others, so he said: "Feilong The site in the city center is priced at 10 Hong Kong dollars per square meter. Whoever grabs it first will own it. The site on the second ring road is priced at 3 Hong Kong dollars per square meter. I don’t want it outside the third ring road. The person who grabs it can directly exchange money with me."

Fourth Master and Shark took a long puff of cigarette. The land in the city center was simply a cash cow. They would not consider the Second Ring Road at all.

The small groups looked at the three giants and whispered: "Let's invade the territory of Feilong Second Ring. If we can't eat meat, we can always drink soup!"

[You are stupid. If you want to be the first to win, you have to let a good person take the lead first, and then we can take the lead. 】

[Yes, Feilong’s Wang Yong, Tony, and Ahu are all top-notch masters, the kind who can kill an ox with their fists. We specialize in fighting in remote areas. 】

[I think Brother Shark seems to be causing trouble this time, so why not follow them and pick up the leftovers. 】

.......

Seeing the different opinions among the big guys in the room, Li Chaoneng nodded with satisfaction.

Feilong, Feilong, even if you have three heads and six arms this time, you still have to go to the west to learn the scriptures.

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Here, Du Mang was arranged to a secret interrogation room.

Huang Zhicheng, Ren Tahua, Feilong and Ayong questioned him at the same time.

"Du Mang, you are so skilled, why did your brother become a top leader of the Xia Kingdom even though he was a shit, and how did you become the leader of the military?"

Ayong said playfully.

Du Mang, whose thigh was bleeding profusely, said with a trembling voice: "Sir Huang, take me to the hospital first. I'm about to die. If I don't get treatment, I will really die."

Feilong casually took a piece of toilet paper on the table, stuffed it into the wound on Du Mang's thigh and said, "You haven't answered my question, how can I proceed to the next step? If you want to survive, be honest."

"There's still a bullet in my leg. It hurts too much. Can you let me have surgery first? I'll tell you everything after it's done."

Ayong walked out of the door with an electrician's bag on his shoulder and walked in carrying a kitchen knife.

"You need an operation, right? I'll do it with you, but there's no anesthesia, so you have to be patient!"

Du Mang looked at the tool in Wang Yong's hand in confusion.

Damn, use a kitchen knife, hammer, and tape to perform surgery.

Brother, you are not here to make fun of me!

Ayong turned on the lighter, put the kitchen knife blade against the flames and burned it, and said: "Du Mang, I forgot to tell you, in fact, I used to be a veterinarian, specializing in operating on animals!"

Du Mang was surprised and asked, "What kind of surgery have you done before?"

A Yong raised his eyebrows and said nervously: "I have only performed appendicitis surgery on pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and the survival rate is 50%."

what?

Du Mang was so frightened that he sprayed feces from his crotch. The survival rate was 50%. Isn't the risk too high?

"Then how do you give me stitches and disinfect the wound?"

A Yong threw the red-hot kitchen knife on the ground and said: "I never sew, just stick it with 502 glue, spray some iodine, and sprinkle more salt on your wound."

Du Mang was shocked, glue was used to stick the wound, and salt was used to disinfect it. Is this curing bacon?

"I really doubt how the remaining 50% of livestock survived!"

Ayong playfully took a puff of his cigarette, flicked the ashes and said, "I forgot to mention that the surviving beasts all contributed to their master's family during their lifetime, and none of those beasts that harmed people can escape."

Du Mang's eyes were extremely frightened, and he stared at everyone present in despair.

Finally, he succumbed to A Yong's cold light.

"I said, brothers, can't I say it's not okay?"

Du Mang's eyes were filled with tears, his lips were white, and his body was curled up into a ball. He no longer had the arrogance and arrogance of the day. Now he was like a dying lion.

A Yong put away his tools, picked up his shoulder bag and said, "Wouldn't it be over if you had just done this? You wasted 10 minutes of medical treatment."

"I am an ordinary soldier in the Xia Kingdom, advocating martial arts. I studied in Shaolin for a period of time 10 years ago. At that time, I only heard about the Kung Fu of Iron Cloth Shirt. I started practicing along with it. Gradually, I fell in love with the martial arts. Abuse, I have practiced this kind of thaumaturgy. Of course, this is not a real iron cloth shirt. The fundamental reason is that my skin is embedded with a special metal in the chest area."

Feilong suddenly realized that this guy was a fool.

A Yong quickly took off Du Mang's clothes.

There are uneven metal patterns carved on the belly and chest.

"Damn, no wonder I said this guy is invulnerable. It turns out he has a turtle shell on his body."

Du Mang continued: "My palms were also inlaid with metal. Later, I was always a one-on-one winner in Xia Kingdom's martial arts competitions. I was slowly appreciated by the senior officials and promoted to a military spy. No one else knew this secret before. ....."

The truth finally came out. The top expert of Xia Kingdom turned out to be a charlatan. If he really took off this layer of armor, Du Mang would be a complete ordinary person.

Feilong took a deep breath of smoke and said, "Sir Huang, leave this guy to me, okay?"

Ren Dahua and Huang Zhicheng nodded and said: "No problem, him going to jail will be a burden."

Du Mang had an ominous premonition and frowned: "Feilong, what do you want to do?"

"What you want to do, of course, is to throw you into the sea to feed the fishes. A scum like you, living is just a waste of rice."

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