The Best Physiognomist

In a luxurious room!

Rongrong's sudden action of checking the laptop made Qing Biao's face suddenly change. When he stood up immediately to stop her, the tip of the sword, which exuded a gloomy and cold air, was placed on his forehead again, and Jiang Fengye's cold warning came to his ears.

"If you dare to stand up, I will immediately pierce your sea of ​​consciousness between your eyebrows and directly wipe out your three souls and seven spirits, so that you will not even have the chance to reincarnate."

Faced with the threat of the sword tip and Jiang Fengye's cold warning, Qing Biao could only temporarily suppress the idea of ​​stopping.

After looking at the contents of the computer screen for a while, he suddenly reached out and started typing on the keyboard, and clicked the mouse and hit the enter key from time to time.

After operating for nearly three minutes, Rongrong stood up with a happy smile on his face and said excitedly.

"Brother, I have just transferred 300 million from Brother Biao's bank account in a foreign country to my name."

"After we leave the karaoke bar, I will find a way to transfer 200 million to you, so you can return these things that are easy to attract attention to Brother Biao now."

After hearing Rongrong's approach, Qing Biao's face instantly turned ashen and collapsed on the sofa, with a look of despair in his eyes.

"Brother, the total deposits in Brother Biao's three bank accounts add up to 301 million." Seeing a trace of doubt in Jiang Fengye's eyes when he was paying attention to Qing Biao, Rongrong immediately reminded him with gloating.

Rongrong's reminder made Jiang Fengye suddenly realize, and at the same time, he looked at the jewelry and diamonds on the coffee table with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Judging from Qing Biao's expression of death, the 300 million in the foreign bank account should be all the income he has earned from running the karaoke bar and the underground boxing market over the years.

Although there were 100 million worth of banknotes, gold, jewelry and diamonds on the coffee table, he still had to pay off the last round of winning bets and the lost bets of the people present, and he would probably have to pay at least 20 to 30 million.

At the same time, he needed to spend at least millions to buy back the more than 30 heavy weapons that he had just destroyed in one go, so that he could protect the safety of the karaoke bar and the underground boxing market.

Moreover, in order to eliminate the impact of today's gunfight, he needed to spend at least 10 to 20 million to settle the black and white worlds.

More importantly, after losing the four great masters, Iron Fist, Tank, Evil Wolf and Xiao Yu, he also needed to hire boxing masters for 30 to 40 million if he wanted to make money through the underground boxing market again.

The remaining millions of liquid funds were not enough to hire more elite bodyguards to protect him.

Then, there was only one way left for Qing Biao, which was to completely close the karaoke bar and the underground boxing market, and then escape with tens of millions of huge sums of money.

But judging from the ill intentions and burning greedy eyes of some people at the scene, I'm afraid they would not let Qing Biao leave the basement easily.

Especially when he lost his heavy martial arts and the loyal protection of his bodyguards.

So, after dispersing the sharp sword condensed by the gray energy, Jiang Fengye turned around and walked out of the room to remind him.

"Rongrong, let's leave here."

Facing Jiang Fengye who was walking away, the audience on the scene immediately made way for him. He Jiechen and several security guards of the karaoke bar hid aside in a panic.

When passing by He Jiechen, thinking of his insult to Yiyi, Jiang Fengye stretched out his fingers and tapped his abdomen a few times, and then said indifferently.

"The acupuncture technique I just performed is called the Yinhun Hand of Cutting Off Children and Grandchildren, and its effect is equivalent to that of the eunuchs in the palace before."

"Why? Why did you do this to me?"

For a young man, for a manager who was involved in entertainment venues, the punishment for impotence is even more cruel than killing him directly.

So, the anger that suddenly emerged in his heart made He Jiechen forget his fear and asked sharply.

"Yiyi!"

After leaving behind the reason for his extinction, Jiang Fengye stepped through the iron gate and headed straight for the freight elevator.

Rongrong, who was slightly shocked, looked at Jiang Fengye's back with a complicated look in her eyes.

Then, she looked down at He Jiechen, who showed regret in his eyes, and hurriedly followed him with a spit.

"Mr. Xu, what should we do next?" After Jiang Fengye and Rongrong left the iron gate of the underground boxing market, the beautiful woman named Ding whispered to the middle-aged man in Tang suit.

"In less than three years, after deducting nearly 60% of the profits given to the black and white worlds, and deducting the operating costs, Qing Biao can easily make more than 400 million."

Looking at the banknotes, gold, jewelry and diamonds placed on the coffee table, the middle-aged man in Tang suit asked back without hiding the greed in his eyes.

"Boss Ding, aren't you interested in the management rights of Jin Sanzhou KTV and the underground boxing market?"

"Of course I am interested, but I am a little worried about the forces behind Qing Biao." The beautiful woman replied with a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.

"As long as we are also willing to give those people 60%, or even 65% of the profits, I think those people will not care about Qing Biao's life or death at all."

The middle-aged man in Tang suit, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, tried to hide his contempt and persuaded.

"Boss Ding, without the loyal bodyguards and the deterrence of heavy weapons, Qing Biao is now a live fish on the chopping board, allowing us to slaughter it at will."

"If we lose this great opportunity to give him a chance to breathe, then we will never be able to get the right to operate the karaoke bar and underground boxing market again in the future."

"All right!"

After a brief weighing, the beautiful woman nodded vigorously and ordered.

"Mr. Xu, let me handle the people above. You are responsible for mobilizing your men to kill Qing Biao and others."

"no problem!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit flashed with joy in his eyes. After quickly nodding in agreement, he quietly took out his mobile phone and began to contact his subordinates who were resting outside the singing hall.

...!

After returning to the karaoke hall through the freight elevator, Jiang Fengye went straight to the front desk and planned to use the landline to call Su Lizi back. Rong Rong went straight to the employee lounge to find Yiyi.

"Hello!"

When he heard Su Lizi's suppressed angry voice on the phone, Jiang Fengye quickly replied.

"Sister Lizzie, it's me!"

"Ye Zi, where are you? Are you injured? Are you in danger?"

Just as the voice of reply fell, Su Lizi's concerned questioning voice came from the phone.

"Sister Lizi, don't worry, I'm fine now." After a warm current flashed through his heart, Jiang Fengye quickly said with relief.

Then, when he saw Rong Rong walking slowly towards Yiyi, who was in tears, he quickly warned Su Lizi on the phone.

"Sister Lizzie, I will take a taxi back to the apartment now. You should also hurry up and go back!"

"Yi Zi, don't go back to the apartment just yet. You can take a taxi to Luo Xi's villa now. Luo Xi, I, and Sister Yan have something to say to you." After directly rejecting Jiang Fengye's plan, Su Lizi gave the order again.

"All right!"

Jiang Fengye nodded in agreement and hung up the phone.