I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

"Millions are just a piece of paper to you." Sitting on the sofa beside him, he lit a cigarette and threw the things on the table: "After the police cleaned up City S, that piece of land is more than tens of millions."

No one in City S has been able to swallow it so far, because none of the three families took a step back, but now that the West District is being targeted by the police, the other two are weaker and naturally they will not take this muddy water. The family is not involved in drug dealing.

It was all too obvious who the land belonged to.

"You know best what the West District has been up to lately."

The Western District has recently expanded its power and has been eager to move.One family has an idea, not to mention the other jumping fleas.

But having said that, it may be easier to accept if expressed in another way.Now Yan Xiao just thinks that his son took the bargaining chip but made a wedding dress for someone else.

Just to please a little policeman?

The deal was lost.

"It's better for the western district to be suppressed by the police than for us to do it ourselves." Yan Ruohao interjected appropriately, and didn't say to intercede with Yan Yiming, and only put his interests in front of Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao frowned: "Did you two brothers take me for a fool?"

Even if City S is cleaned up by the police, there are still a lot of junk to be taken over. At that time, it was not known whether the people and energy wasted could be profited from that land.

And the drug trade in that land cannot be involved.

Yan Yiming smiled, the old man is not stupid.

"Although drugs can't be done, but the bar street." Shaking the ash, Yan Yiming exhaled the smoke: "Casinos can still be done."

this kid...

Yan Xiao looked at Yan Ruohao: "Calculate the profit and budget of that street."

Glancing at Yan Yiming: "I never trade at a loss."

It is an indirect satire on Yan Yiming's "generosity". The West District sells drugs on the Yan family's territory. If the two sides sit down and have a good talk, then the interests of the Yan family needless to say, but if the two sides cannot reach an agreement, it is another matter .

But he, Yan Ershao, was so generous that he gave up this handle to others.

When the two brothers went out, Yan Xiao called Yan Yiming: "How is the wound?"

Turning around, Yan Yiming took down the cigarette butt with two fingers: "It's pretty good, don't worry about it."

He was stunned for a moment, usually he didn't care much about his son, but now it seemed too late.

Mr. Cong received a call early in the morning saying that they were temporarily notified by the superiors that they needed their cooperation in an anti-drug operation, and all of them met at Qianyang Street within 10 minutes.

Thinking of what Yan Yiming said, Cong Jun was just stunned for a moment, quickly put on casual clothes and went out.

When they arrived at the place, Team Liu formed a team of ten people equipped with guns to guard a point. They squatted for almost an hour, searching for different amounts of drugs and hallucinogens at each point, and waiting for all the dirty money from drugs to be collected. After counting, Mr. Cong seemed to be so tired that he didn't want to move any more.

Wang Qi handed over a glass of drink: "What's wrong with you, you look listless." Looking at the marks on Cong Jun's neck, he touched Cong Jun's shoulder with a smile and lowered his voice: "Too much indulgence last night? Did you do it with Yan Ershao?" No less than five times?"

It was just a joke, but Cong Jun turned dark and grabbed Wang Qi's collar: "What did you say?"

"What are you doing..." Wang Qi saw Cong Jun get angry for the first time, grabbed Cong Jun's hand and shook it away, glanced left and right, found that the rest of the people didn't care, and whispered: "You react so violently, I don't know I thought you had something to do with that underworld second young master."

Li Shen also happened to see Mr. Cong, and just about to go up to flatter him, he called out sister-in-law.

Cong Jun coldly yelled and froze on the spot for a long time before he realized it.

Sent a text message to Yan Yiming: Er Shao, sister-in-law seems to be in a bad mood?

Yan Yiming: What's wrong?

Li Shen: I ran into my sister-in-law on a mission by chance, and told me to leave after just saying a word, so I was very angry.

Yan Yiming: Normal.

normal?

what a normal law...

It was already [-]:[-] noon when the team returned to the police station, and before they arrived at the police station, a group of people wearing police uniforms came out. The shadow of the man's police cap in the middle covered the flickering light in his eyes, and stood on the steps. With his hands behind him, he looked down at Mr. Cong: "Mr. Cong...isn't it?"

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

The man raised his lips: "I have something to talk to you about."