Zhou Zhipeng stood in the middle of the rooftop and shouted,
"I'm Kun Peng. In the future, the Union Society's Bolan Street will belong to me. If you want to leave, I won't stop you.”
"If you want to take revenge for the salty fish, come at me. I, Kun Peng, will wait.”
"Those who want to follow me, go to Mongjiao tomorrow and report to Brother Jimmy!”
The eyes of many of Salty wet's subordinates immediately lit up.
Although the Kun Peng was a noob, it was powerful.
Ciyun Mountain killed Da Mi, Boxing Competition killed Cola with one punch.
Now, he had even taken down Bolan Street.
Most importantly, he was rich.
The three long-haired eagles brought their men out to fight, and each of them received 300,000 yuan as a reward.
Throwing, who wouldn't be envious?
He came out to make a living for three reasons: to be powerful, to be rich, and to have fun with girls.
Who wouldn't want to follow such a powerful and rich big brother?
Only by following such a big brother would he have a future.
As for taking revenge for the salty fish, that didn't exist.
He was usually very harsh to his underlings. He was like a pervert, saying whatever he wanted.
In the martial world, if you were the boss today, you might be the old ghost tomorrow.
Who would avenge him?
At this moment, Liang Ma, who was watching the show not far away, noticed that Long Hair and San Ying were each carrying a bag. The underlings were all smiling as they left.
Her expression immediately turned ugly.
"F * ck, Xian Shi is really useless. He played such a big game of chess and was destroyed by a four-in-nine!”
" What union? Trash!"
Mother Jing began to curse with a displeased expression.
She was still hoping that the salty guy would teach Kun Peng a lesson, or even kill him, so that Bolan Street could continue to be a three-legged street.
He did not expect Xian Shi to be so useless and be destroyed by the Kun Peng in an instant.
"Mother Jing, we're done watching the show. Shall we go?”Bo Zai asked when he saw that everyone had left.
"Pa!"
Mother Jing slapped Bo Zai's face again.
"What are you talking about? Do you have a brain? Now that Kun Peng has won, we have to go and help!”
Mother Jing's face was full of anger, and her fat face was red with anger.
Bo Zai looked aggrieved. Why did he say that you were the one watching the show and that you were the one who wanted to help?
They had already dispersed, so what was there to help?
Mother Jing ignored Bo Zai.
How could a straightforward person like him think of that?
They were both from Hongxing and Bolan Street. Kun Peng was the wet one. As a merchant of Bolan Street, if she did not help, it would not look good on her face.
"Mother Jing, what's the matter?"
Zhou Zhipeng asked coldly when he saw his mother rushing over with a large group of people.
"Kun Peng, I received news that you were surrounded by the salty and humid people. I immediately brought people over to help you.”
Mother Jing was cheerful and looked warm and generous.
"Help me? Mother Jing, are you here to watch the show?" Zhou Zhipeng was expressionless.
"Kun Peng, what are you talking about? The rules of Hongxing are written in it. If a brother is in trouble, he must stand up for him.”
"If there's anything you need help with, don't stand on ceremony.”
Mother Jing smiled and said seriously.
Zhou Zhipeng's gaze was like a sharp blade as he stabbed at Mother Jing.
"Pretty Mom, as a prostitute on Bolan Street, you have to act like one. Is it great to see your brother being surrounded by the salty people?!”
" Kun Peng, what do you mean?" Mother Jing's expression changed when she was exposed." What right do you have to talk to me like this?"”
Zhou Zhipeng stared at her fat face and said word by word,
"You know what I mean.”
"Hongxing Sect rules, brothers must help when in trouble. Money, money, water, feet, no matter how much, everyone do their best. If you don't care, you will be destroyed by five lightning bolts!”
Mother Jing's heart trembled. These words were like heavy hammers hitting his heart.
She looked unhappy." Kun Peng, don't be so shameless. I'm helping you because of the sect rules. Do you think you have a big face?!"”
"Is it because of the sect rules, or is it because you want to take the fruit and get a share of the pie?”
"However, I, Kun Peng, am not afraid of you. With your beautiful mother's bearing and style, she is not suitable to be a prostitute!”
"If you're not happy, I'll be waiting for you at any time!”
Zhou Zhipeng said coldly and went downstairs without looking back.
Now that he had taken over Bolan Street, he was destined to be on the same boat as Mother Jing in the future.
He would offend her sooner or later, so there was no need to put on an act with her.
There could only be one person in Bolan Street who could make decisions and speak, and that person was him, Kun Peng.
Otherwise, why would he have to listen to her after all the hard work he had put in to take down Bolan Street?
"Kun Peng, I'm your mother!"
On the rooftop, Mother Jing's fat body was trembling crazily as she screamed in anger.
……
Zhou Zhipeng asked Jimmy Zai to send Thirteenth Sister and Chuishuida to the hospital.
He cleaned up the dirty property and let Greyhound stay behind to clean up the mess.
Meanwhile, he returned to the factory.
The security personnel that they had secretly recruited had played a big role.
The fights were basically concentrated near the door. The people sent by the salty wet people did not even enter the door.
To the factory, there was no loss at all.
He returned to his office, washed the blood off his body, and lit a cigarette.
Zhou Zhipeng willed it, and all the assets in the System Space appeared on his desk.
There was a huge safe, a few stacks of cash, and a lot of watches, gold, silver, and jewelry.
There wasn't much cash in the stacks, about 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.
Most of Bolan Street was a stable, and the money collected was basically cash. This was probably part of the water.
As for the watches, gold, silver, and jewelry, these things were not easy to deal with.
Gold was still fine, but watches and jewelry were 50% off. In total, there was not much left.
After all, Xian Shi was the boss of the United Society. It was impossible for him to only have so little money.
Zhou Zhipeng's gaze fell on the safe. Most of the money should be in the safe.
After fiddling with it for a long time, Zhou Zhipeng finally opened the safe with violence.
He opened the safe.
As expected, it was filled with Hong Kong paper and many gold bars.
After a rough calculation, it was worth more than four million yuan.
"That can't be. The United Association is so poor. Is this all a big shot has?”
Zhou Zhipeng was puzzled.
Bolan Street was the most profitable. Every club wanted a piece of the pie.
Why? This was because the money came quickly, and it was all cash.
In the innermost part of the safe, a large stack of IOUs entered his line of sight.
Some owed 100,000 yuan, some owed 200,000 yuan, some owed 500,000 yuan, and the highest owed more than a million yuan.
"This bastard even gave out expensive profits. No wonder he has less cash.”
Zhou Zhipeng finally understood.
He roughly calculated that the money he had borrowed was about four million yuan.
Counting all the assets on the table, it added up to more than ten million!
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