The conversation between the two demonstrates the reason behind Feng Zhiwei's indifference when he met Hua Fei.

People who are hang out at the bottom can't get much benefits, they are impulsive and like to talk about feelings.

They just look at the first floor when they see things, and they go to the house when they say they are hit.

For example, when Hua Fei was excited, he could kneel down on the street for Hou Zhipeng who met by chance.

When people at the upper class encounter problems, they first look at the interests and keep their pulse, and then think about whether they can take the opportunity to make a profit, and then talk about their feelings.

If Hou Zhipeng was just a simple victim, even if Feng Zhiwei sympathized with him, he would not give his all to help. At most, he would find a way to save his life.

If Hou Zhipeng is not good at kneeling down, Feng Zhiwei will even go and get rid of him.

But Hou Zhipeng is striving for success.

There is no way out of his way.

Since this is the case, Feng Zhiwei has been relieved to "invest" with confidence.

As for how many hardships Hou Zhipeng will suffer during this period, Feng Zhiwei doesn't care. If you can withstand it, you will benefit you in the future because you are worth this price.

You can't stand it. If you die, your death is valuable!

But can you say Dawei’s idea is wrong?

He and Hou Zhipeng had no friendship at all.

Besides, Hou Zhipeng has been calculating Wakanda's help from the beginning.

Leave the tragedy itself aside.

This is just a confrontation between two smart people.

Hou Zhipeng used his life, ruthlessness and intent skills to leverage the matter and confess his position, but he had no right to make decisions.

He regards himself as a bargaining chip, and what he wants is the aftermath and the superiority.

As for revenge, he has actually avenged it.

Dawei, who has the right to decide, felt what he wanted and understood his position unshakable.

So he decided to take this opportunity to fight for greater benefits.

By the way, Hou Zhipeng's request was completed, that was, the aftermath, and this matter would no longer be pursued.

As for Hou Zhipeng’s second-level proposal, it’s okay, but if you finish one first, you have to further progress.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Feng Zhiwei met his younger sister-in-law, all the second-generation headwives in Hong Kong.

After he said the matter, Chris said, "Dawei, what are you going to do next?"

"Please mobilize funds and prepare for the situation and enter the market after Zhujiang Industrial collapse."

"Are you sure?"

"have."

"Go and use whatever you need directly. If it is inconvenient, call me."

"Thank you, my sister-in-law."

When he was about to take his leave, Chris suddenly said, "Dawei, do you know? The old man has been trying to mess with British people."

"I know that the contradiction between Invar is actually irreconcilable because Hong Kong's cake is so big."

"Since you are so sensible, I'll give you another idea."

Chris pondered for a moment and said, "The end of the Vietnam War has entered the countdown. When the Americans retreated, the British's backs became softer, so now is the time to beat them, so be more ruthless!"

"Yes, my sister-in-law."

Hua Fei only saw the surface, and Feng Zhiwei saw the second floor.

But Chris saw changes in the international landscape.

Chris, who knows Nixon's true position, understands that the Han family will complete the ultimate goal of his father's immigration to Hong Kong soon.

That is, Asia belongs to Asia, and Europe belongs to Europe, and their rule will be essentially ended before the colonial era is completely over.

at the same time.

The main force of the Han family, who is isolated overseas, will also be ready to return to their hometown.

Unconsciously.

The little girl who was most favored by her parents back then has become the actual helm of Han Huaiyi's will in his later years.

Under the order of the queen with red lips and black hair, the power of the entire Wakanda began to work.

But the British knew nothing about it.

Hou Zhipeng made a fuss at the door of the Yuen Long department of Zhujiang Real Estate, but he beat their security and sent it to the police station.

After the suspect fell into the trap, the head of Yuen Long police, George, was immediately ordered to send personnel to review the murder case in Yuen Long Hospital.

Just as Feng Zhiwei and Chris were talking.

Hou Zhipeng was slipped three times by the police with electric batons.

Li Dayou, a Chinese policeman who was in charge of the interrogation, said he was a big pussy.

This is a guy with a short figure and a fat face. He has always been a loyal dog for the British and is a thug at Zhujiang Industrial.

"Come on, hang his hands up."

After instructing his subordinates to lift Hou Zhipeng's toes off the ground, they burst out their livers.

Hou Zhipeng curled up in pain.

But soon I had to put down my legs.

As a result, the severe pain between the waist and abdomen was even more crazy under the pull of gravity.

Hou Zhipeng screamed in tears, his pussy was full of excitement: "Acknowledge you were killed, I won't let you suffer so much. The family is dead. It's not meaningful that you are alive, right?"

boom.

He kicked Hou Zhipeng again, and then he pulled off his pants madly, poked him with an electric baton, and smiled strangely: "I'll perm your hair."

Ah Hou Zhipeng fainted directly.

It's night.

In the hotel across the street from the police station, he talked with Zhou Nengyong, the head of Zhujiang Industrial, about how he dealt with Hou Zhipeng.

"That kid's thing was gone by me."

"Gaga, don't worry, that person who will not die if he fails, he can't see any injuries outside!"

"I have called him a doctor, helped him recover from his injuries, and then clean him up during the day."

"Brother Dayong, don't worry, everyone is talking to you and you have the face. I have to punish him! I tell you that this matter is undoubtedly not done by him. How dare he kill someone just like him? But who made him unlucky?"

A car is parked at the entrance of the hotel.

"Zhou Nengyong is inside." The Qing Gang gangster walked to the side of the car and handed a little something to the person in the car.

Then he disappeared.

The car soon drove and stopped on the way home of Zhou Nengyong.

at the same time.

One person came to the doctor's house who was treating Hou Zhipeng, and stabbed the gun on his forehead: "Tell me something."

The man left a few minutes later.

The doctor looked at each other with his wife in a cold sweat.

"Husband, what should I do?"

"What can I do? If you don't agree to them, the bullet will hit the head next time! You must not tell this. Otherwise, the British will not let us go."

"I know, I know, what is that?"

The doctor saw that there was a bag at the end of the bed.

He crawled to open it and saw that there were 100,000 Hong Kong dollars in it.

The guy was immediately excited: "I have money and do good things, why don't I do it? Anyway, I'm just saying something, that Dapengzi won't sell me."

Ten minutes later.

The doctor came to the police station with a box.

He went in under the name of re-examination to check the injury of the sleepy Hou Zhipeng. After Hou Zhipeng was stabbed by him with a penis, the doctor pulled his eyelids and said to the police officers who came with him: "You can't get it randomly, you have to let him ease for a few days."

“It’s serious?”

"Yes, the eyelids are covered with blood. If you hit them, you will die. If you want to play, you should be more at ease, otherwise I wouldn't dare to show it to him."

After saying that, the doctor lit a cigarette, turned around and put Hou Zhipeng in his mouth: "I'll cheer you up! Charlie is watching you."
Chapter completed!