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After Brother F has cleaned his wounds and changed his clothes, his personal dignity robbed by torture has recovered a little, so his whole body looks much better. There are a few exquisite snacks in front of him and two bottles of expensive red wine. Although he is very hungry now, he is controlling his strong**.

"If you are hungry, you can enjoy the food. The snacks on the table are made by famous chefs in the capital!" A voice came from behind him, peaceful but majestic: "There is no need to be unable to get along with your appetite. He even has the backbone of death. Don't you have the courage to be embarrassed?"

Brother F looked back in a conditioned reflex. A young man was walking slowly, walking slowly but powerfully. The momentum radiated from his body was impressing, the smile on the corner of his mouth was indifferent but thoughtful. Behind him, Brother Cheng was followed, the cruel and despicable cruel official was respectful to the young man, and even a little afraid.

This attitude is enough to illustrate the identity of young people.

Brother F already knew in his heart that this was Chu Tian, ​​this was the mission target they came to the capital to kill, and it was also their nightmarish young commander of the handsome army. In order to kill him, more than 60 elite brothers from Dongxing Society were killed. Brothers like him who had no time to commit suicide by taking poison were even worse than death.

Brother Cheng respectfully pulled open the chair and let Chu Tian sit down, and he took a few brothers to guard him. After Chu Tian sat down, he twisted the plug of the red wine and poured red liquid for the wine glass in front of Brother F. The smell of alcohol stimulated Brother F. He couldn't help but lick his cracked lips before the dripping water.

Chu Tian smiled softly, as if he had seen through his thoughts, picked up the wine glass in front of him and shook it, and said, "Come on, Brother F, no matter what, you will have a glass of wine to meet. Even if you die, you must be a full devil, right? We who are scrambling in the world will have no choice but to live or die, and we must learn to enjoy it in time!"

These words resonated with Brother F. Although he still didn't speak, he picked up the wine glass and drank it without hesitation. The red wine now is more about quenching his thirst. Brother Cheng called it a waste of resources behind him. If he had known, he would have filled him with cold water in the interrogation room to save the young man.

Two glasses of red wine fell to his stomach, Brother F's face became rosy and his eyes became sharper. Seeing Chu Tian staring at him and laughing, he finally spoke: "What are you laughing at? It's our bad luck to not kill you. As you said, life and death of those who come out to mess with will fall into your hands. If you want to kill or cut them, it will be your way!"

"But you shouldn't torture us with cruel means, that's not what a man does!"

When Chu Tian saw Brother F's angry face, he smiled unanimously: "What is a man? Ambushing and assassination is a man? Since ancient times, all history has been finalized by the winner. If I win, that is a man. If you die, what if you are a martyr? The days are gone, it is not a cup of loess!"

Brother F was silent. He had to admit that what Chu Tian said was the truth. Many times, life is much more important than anything else. At least he could enjoy the pleasure of wine, beauty, and money. If he died here today, for Dongxingshe, he would just lose a king, but for him, it would be life.

Seeing that he was thinking, Chu Tian held his slender fingers, his joints slammed, and then stretched out and said, "Brother F, do you have a grudge against you?"

Brother F was slightly stunned and couldn't help but respond: "What does it mean?"

Chu Tian picked up the red bean cake and put it in Brother F's plate, and smiled meaningfully, "If you don't have a grudge, how could you send me to deal with me? Don't he know that there are hundreds of members of the Dongshankou Group and Tutu Group who died in my hands? Do you mean they are too incompetent or are you too powerful?"

Brother F understands Chu Tian’s meaning. Even if the elites of the two major organizations in the world are in his hands, Dongxing Society is worthy of anything. Chu Tian is making his own destruction. This makes Brother F’s heart a little rippled. The boss Zhao Baokun really didn’t tell him this information, as long as he takes people to the capital to attack Chu Tian.

Later, Zhao Baokun also said that for the long-term consideration of the club, after all, the risk of using a knife and gun in the capital is extremely high, so the people who operate are equipped with poison in their mouths. If they are caught by the police or seriously injured, they will commit suicide by taking poison, so as to ensure the safety of others and ensure that the families of the dead will be taken care of by the club.

Seeing Brother F’s hesitant expression, Chu Tian knew that he had disrupted his defense line. He sipped two sips of red wine into his mouth and said while the iron was hot: "I heard that you are the king of Dongxing Society and the accurate person in charge of Mong Kok, Hong Kong, but why did you come to the Beijing team leader in person? Are you not afraid that you will be cheaper if you leave? Don't say that you don't have an opponent."

Brother F seemed a little annoyed* and responded unsuspectingly: "That was the boss who thought about my future. After killing you, I could get the merits and get to the top. Other uncles and brothers would support me from the bottom of their hearts, at least they would not make excuses to object, so I would sit in my position in Mong Kok safely!"

Chu Tian smiled cheerfully and said without comment: "Get the ranks of merit? But you have prepared the poison for you. It is obvious that you want you to be a dead soldier. If I guess it is good, you are in my hands now, and someone will have already opened champagne to celebrate, and even cursed you to die!"

Brother F’s mouth stagnated instantly, and then he bit his fingers a few bites and swallowed them with a bit of determination on his face: “No, our boss is not a ruthless person, he will not come to harm us!” Speaking of this, he even showed hope: “If the boss knew that I was alive, he would come to save me!”

Chu Tian raised his head and drank all the red wine, threw the cup on the table, and said lightly: "You think of this society so beautifully. I won't talk about whether your boss has this intention. He really wants to rescue you. What kind of way can he save you? This is the important place in the capital and the territory of the Shuai Jun. I will only work hard if I snap my fingers!"

"You Dongxing Society is only half of your country in Hong Kong, why should you challenge me?" Chu Tian was not afraid to point out his words, and smiled unfathomablely: "Otherwise, the boss of Dongxing Society would not let you bite poison to ambush me at any time, just because he was worried that he would cause trouble for himself!"

Brother F also drank the wine absent-mindedly, and finally spoke incoherently: "You, what do you want me to do?"

Chu Tian poured him half a glass of red wine, and gently tapped the table with his fingers, saying, "It's straightforward. I want you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. I want you to work hard for the army. As long as you agree, in return, I will do my best to help you, give the gun and money to let you sit in Hong Kong, and then take over your boss' position."

"What do you want me to do after the matter is done?" Brother F was not a fool, and said coldly: "Do you want Dongxing Society to surrender to the general army?"

Chu Tian did not answer directly, and reached out to take the red wine and smelled it, and said slowly: "As for what will happen in the future, I haven't thought about it yet, but even if you refuse to do it, I will find others to work hard for me. I heard that money can make half of the country in Hong Kong. I don't believe that I will throw hundreds of millions of dollars and no one will work hard!"

Brother F thought for a moment and said in confusion: "Why do you have to pay for our boss?"

Chu Tian sneered, shook the red wine like blood, and replied faintly: "Because your boss wants to kill me, in my world, anyone who wants me to die will make him die badly. Brother F, you actually have no other choice. The worst result of working for me is to lose your life."

Speaking of this, Chu Tian pointed at Brother Cheng behind him: "It's a hundred times better than dying at his hands!"

Brother F could not stop trembling when he saw Brother Cheng with a smile on his face. When he recalled Chu Tian’s domineering and cruel words, he felt sad and uncomfortable. It seemed that this attack on Beijing in Beijing not only brought him an unforgettable nightmare, but also made Dongxing Society face a catastrophe.

With a long sigh, Brother F's expression was extremely complicated, and he said contradictoryly: "Give me some time to think about it!"

Chu Tian nodded, stood up and left his seat, patted his shoulder and said, "I hope I won't wait too long, so as not to lose all your value with a new candidate!" Then he turned his head and told Brother Cheng: "Old City, send Brother F to rest, let him eat and live well, it's best to let him have a good dream!"

Brother F smiled bitterly. If he could have a good sleep at this time, it would be a huge myth.

Brother Cheng halfway left. After Chu Tian left, he waved his hand and asked several handsome brothers to send Brother F to rest. Of course, he also added a few secret whistles to avoid him from escaping. He quickly chased Chu Tian and asked with a breath: "Young Marshal, why bother like this? Isn't it enough to just knock him down and do things for us?"

Chu Tian smiled unanimously and said calmly: "I have no interest in summoning Brother F, but a mad dog with some thoughts! The pain that Brother F suffers here will inevitably be leaked into the club under my guidance. I will put a dissatisfied or even distorted king back to Dongxing Society. Who has the more headache?"

Brother Cheng was stunned. He couldn't understand the somewhat profound words!

Chu Tian smiled helplessly and gave him an inappropriate example: "Brother Cheng, if you lost a fight outside when you were a child, your parents did not stand up for you for various reasons, but instead took you home to settle things and even taught you, are you happy, are you convinced? Do you hate your family?"

Brother Cheng was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and said, "It's really true that I'm angry and didn't eat for two days!"

Speaking of this, Brother Cheng nodded suddenly and said excitedly: "The people brought by Brother F will be injured if they don't die, and I will suffer from my severe torture. This resentment cannot be circulated back to us. We can only resent the Dongxing Society where we are. We may even feel that Dongxing Society owes him too much. The most terrible effort with thoughts and resentment is right?"

This is how many people’s anti-social mentality is formed. Chu Tian waved his hand and said, “Let me see him well and wait for me to find a suitable opportunity to put him back!”

Brother Cheng nodded in panic.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Fang Qing was already waiting with her clothes. When she saw Chu Tian coming back, she hurriedly greeted her and said gently as the little woman: "Young Marshal, you have been struggling for a long time. It's time to take a shower and relax. I've filled you with hot water, and the clothes are ready. Go in and enjoy it!"

Chu Tian stretched his waist, suddenly reached out and hugged Fang Qing, rubbed her soft chest with his face, and then kissed her fragrant lips. The two of them had a strong tangle of mouth and tongue, and the ambiguous sound made when the lips and teeth fusion added a primitive impulse that made people's love surging.
Chapter completed!