Feng Sanpao made a deal and not only received a generous commission, but also earned an additional 100,000 US dollars. For him, this was completely unexpected wealth.

A man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot become fat without night grass.

For him, there are only two pursuits in this life: women and money.

In fact, he is like many men. Aren’t these two things what many men pursue throughout their lives?

Having made money, he was in a good mood and naturally wanted to celebrate.

He gave the guy $10,000 as a reward.

The latter is his confidant. Money can be earned, but people still need to be taken care of. He is not the kind of person who would eat a full meal while leaving his brothers hungry.

Of course, it's still for money.

This kind of thing is against the rules. If the boss knew about it, he would be in a lot of trouble, so he had to bribe the guy.

He has always done this. If there are benefits, he will definitely share some of them. This is also what he is proud of.

Over the years, he has been doing well and has been highly appreciated by his boss.

This time the boss said that next year he plans to send him to a bigger place to take charge of more business, and then he will earn more money.

When he came back from the dock, he faintly heard gunshots in the car.

In his opinion, Wenhua was dead.

This batch of goods is a favor to the Golden Dragon Gang. As for Wenhua and others, they are extra gifts.

He is not afraid of people suspecting him of something that cannot be proven.

Besides, most people would never suspect him of such a violation of industry rules.

After returning, he went to a nightclub in town first.

The town is not big and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, but it still has the necessary entertainment facilities.

This is a world of its own. The town is full of hidden talents, all kinds of people, and a mix of good and bad people. In fact, in a place like this, the nightclub business must be very good.

The owner of the nightclub has been doing this business for many years. He has a group of people under him and buys young and beautiful women from various places to make money for him.

A large part of them comes from Myanmar.

The local area is very poor, and many girls from poor families have to go out to make money, and the flesh trade is the fastest way to make the most money.

The boss is a very capable man. He can always pick out some particularly outstanding women, and he doesn't send all of them out to make money. He knows how to match the right people with the right goods, and he is well versed in the ways of business.

He always keeps a few of them as the treasures of his store, trains them, and even sends them abroad for more advanced training. After they come back, their value skyrockets.

There are many poor people in the town, but those who really come here to enjoy themselves are mostly the kind who hang their lives on their belts. They kill for money, so naturally they have money. Because they don’t know whether they will die tomorrow, they enjoy themselves while they can.

So the boss made a fortune.

That's getting off topic.

Feng Sanpao is not a desperado, but he just likes this kind of thing.

He also has money, so he is a VIP of this nightclub.

Tonight, the boss arranged a seventeen-year-old girl for him who could speak Mandarin, English, and the local dialect.

However, she is not a local, but a big horse from Europe.

She has a hot and tall body, and Feng Sanpao has a lot of fun playing with her.

From around ten o'clock in the evening until three o'clock in the morning, he took the medicine and had a great time.

After the battle, he was sleeping comfortably with the foreign girl in his arms, with a lewd yet satisfied smile on his face.

But at this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.

The first time, he didn't hear it.

The second time, he still didn't hear it.

It wasn't until the third ring that he dazedly grabbed the phone. Without even looking at it, he called out, and asked impatiently, "Who is it?"

"Feng Sanpao, you bastard, do you want to die?"

"Fuck, who the hell are you? Are you trying to scare me, Third Master? I think you're the one who wants to die, right?"

Feng Sanpao turned over and got up, and immediately started cursing.

He couldn't stop cursing.

The person on the other end just listened to him cursing quietly without interrupting him.

Until he was tired of scolding and stopped talking, Hao Bian slowly asked: "Feng Sanpao, do you know who you are talking to?"

Only then did Feng Sanpao realize that he hadn't even looked at the other person's name.

He suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar.

So he took a look.

Suddenly, Feng Sanpao was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

Harada-kun?

It turned out to be Harada-kun from the Golden Dragon Gang.

Feng Sanpao knew he was in big trouble and quickly apologized: "Oh, it's Harada-kun. I was wondering who else was calling. I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was you calling. It was a misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding."

"Is a misunderstanding enough? When did I become so easy to talk to?"

There was a chill in Harada-kun's voice, and he seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger that was about to erupt.

Feng Sanpao frowned and felt a little unhappy.

"Harada-kun, we are all partners. You shouldn't do this. I solemnly apologize to you again. Please forgive me."

He was also suppressing his anger.

In the vicinity of the town, the Golden Dragon Gang is definitely the largest force. It's not that it's particularly timid, and the boss behind it is no ordinary person either. There are at least a dozen forces in this area, controlling almost all jade mining businesses, but no one dares to break up with the boss. Whenever doing business, you have to pay first and don't bargain.

To survive in such a place, guns are indispensable. There is truth in the saying that power comes from the barrel of a gun, but if you want to buy a gun, you can definitely go to him.

He wasn't afraid, but he didn't want to mess with Harada-kun either.

It would be best if everyone could save face, why would we have to tear each other apart?

Harada-kun took a breath and said, "Okay, I forgive you."

Feng Sanpao was stunned.

Is it so easy to forgive?

He had a mocking smile on his face.

It turns out that I still have to be wary of my boss.

However, the next moment, Harada-kun's words made him break out in a cold sweat and left him a little confused.

"I can let this matter go, but more than a dozen of my capable men are in trouble at the dock. You need to give me an explanation!"

"Did something happen to them?" Feng Sanpao asked in surprise.

Harada-kun's voice was gloomy: "You took my money and sold us out. If you don't return my men intact, Feng Sanpao, I guarantee that you will be in big trouble. You are dead."

"What did you say? I sold you out?" Feng Sanpao said anxiously, "Harada-kun, don't you know what kind of person I am? How could I do such a thing?"

"Of course I understand you. You're just a profit-seeking, money-obsessed bastard with no principles. Otherwise, how could you possibly have sold us the pick-up location and time? Humph!"

Feng Sanpao's old face flushed, and he was a little annoyed. He said, "Harada-kun, I didn't do it, so don't blame me. Who knows how they did it? This matter has nothing to do with me. You'd better keep your mouth shut and don't threaten me. If something happens to me, my boss won't let you go, humph!"