Sitting in the man, holding a goblet in his hand, put it in front of his nose, shaking it gently, half-closing his eyes, intoxicated by the smell of wine, no one around dared to disturb him.

"Good wine is good wine, the vintage is a little worse, what a pity."

After a long time, the man opened his eyes and waved his hand. The maid standing beside him immediately handed over the bucket. The man threw the goblet and the wine inside without any hesitation.

What he doesn't like is garbage.

And garbage has no value or meaning of existence.

At this point, he turned his head, looked at the person kneeling there, and said lightly: "Is it impossible to do anything like this?"

"Brother Dacheng, I'm sorry!"

The man knelt there and kowtowed quickly, "That person is very strong, I am no match for him."

"Who can be found?"

Park Dae-sung raised his head slightly, glanced at the man's injuries, and couldn't help but curse a few swear words, "This is Handu, and it's even the territory of the Black Dragon Society. When will it be the turn of others to be arrogant?"

"Brother Dacheng, that person should be an employee of Lin's family. But I didn't expect that a company employee who is a company that has the same skill..."

Park Dae-sung waved his hand, and was unable to hear what the man said more, so he directly took him down, so that he would not be upset.

He doesn't like people who are so arrogant, especially in Handu, in their territory.

“Asie,”

Park Dae-sung shouted, "Get my phone number."

He picked up his cell phone, dialed a number, tilted his head, and didn't know where his eyes looked. The indifferent and disdainful look on his face seemed to be born.

"It's me, Park Dae-sung, you said you wanted to harass someone from the Lin family, but now you don't give enough chips."

He was not angry at all, but was a little happy, as if the business suddenly had new bargaining chips. Even if the person on the other side was not a small person, everyone had to consider themselves in different positions and different identities.

"Everyone is helping Li, it's a bit too much for you to do this."

On the other end of the phone, there was obviously a little unhappy in his tone.

"Hahaha, that's not what I said. Everyone is for money. I am in charge of the underground circle of Handu. This is recognized by that person. I can't do it. I don't make money in vain. So how can I explain it?"

Park Dae-sung lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "Besides, you can still get this money back from Lin, right?"

"Don't think of lying to me, you business people are even darker than us and more cruel than us!"

"How much do you want!"

The opposite side didn't have that much patience, so he said directly.

"Add another 30 million. I promise that no one will attend the meeting on time at night. Then you can turn the blame on them."

Park Dae-sung hung up the phone, and the smile on his face gradually restrained and gradually disappeared.

“Asie,”

He shouted, a burly man in suit immediately walked up to him with a respectful look on his face, "Take a few people to the hotel and kill that good-looking person...."

Speaking of which, it seems like I want to kill a chicken, and it seems that I don’t regard that life as a human life at all.

“As for other Lin’s employees,”

He touched his chin, looked at the photos on his phone, and his eyes fell on Xiao Zhao's photo, "Catch it and play to their greatest value. Recently, there is a lack of new faces in the pigpen."
Chapter completed!