Just as Wu Bei and others' pink "bullets" were about to enter the Pi County border, Jin Wanteng roared and screamed like a irritable Tibetan mastiff in the control room of a traffic patrol squadron in Jincheng.

If the table in the house was not made of iron, he would probably have overturned it on the spot long ago.

As a veteran big blind man with a "royal relative", when did Lao Jin suffer such grievances? In the past, let alone the name of his brother-in-law, even if he has the word "Jin Wanteng" is quite famous, he never thought that this time, the few young temporary workers didn't even throw him away.

"Mad! You'd better shoot me, otherwise I'll definitely not finish going out. I'll lock my phone and not let me contact me. OK, you guys, wait for me!"

He walked around the iron table anxiously for a few times. Jin Wanteng grabbed the lamp on the table and slammed it on the window with a "bang", and roared angrily again: "Didn't you say you're going to draw blood? Why did you make me get this place! I'm so excited! Where are you?"

"Cruff..."

As the iron door opened.

Jin Wanteng was so angry that he was about to crash into it. When he saw the person clearly, he was cold for a few seconds and stopped in a hurry. The seemingly sudden braking movement was very funny.

"What are you doing? Look at what you look like! Shout in public! Are there really no one who can control you?"

The person who came was about 46 or 7 years old, with a national face, square mouth, and a pair of bright big eyes under his thick eyebrows. He looked both upright and majestic. It was the top boss He Biao who Wu Bei had just met a few days ago, and it was also the main source of Jin Wanteng's confidence.

"Brother-in-law, why are you here?"

Jin Wanteng grabbed his forehead in confusion. It is logical that such a small thing could not have been heard into his ears, and he had no intention of notifying him at all.

"Let's see how you pretend to be a tiger, let's see if the rumors outside are true, and then let's see what tricks you, Jin Wanteng, can do it!"

He Biao narrowed his eyes in a bad tone.

"I don't have my brother-in-law. I drove the car very well, but I didn't know where the little gangsters jumped out and smashed my windshield, and then accidentally hit me..."

Jin Wanteng was a little panicked in an instant. Although he usually showed off his power, he seemed to be full of energy everywhere he went, but as long as he faced his brother-in-law who was a few years older than him, he would panic for no reason.

"Um."

He Biao's head was bitten with a heavy nasal voice, and he straightened the chair that was kicked over at his feet, slapped the dust on it, and sat on it with a big golden knife.

"Is someone rumored something to you? I swear to God that I have never gambled or went out to spend time!"

Jin Wantengli was even more panicked. Generally speaking, the calmer He Biao was, the greater his anger was. After a brief calm, he was often scolded.

"Where are you going to drive?"

He Biao sorted out his white collar and spoke like a chattering voice.

"Beautiful...beautiful world, but brother-in-law, I'm not going to eat or drink this time, nor is it..."

Jin Wanteng's stuttering explanation.

"With Wu Bei, I plan to avenge your little pony, right?"

He Biao looked like he knew everything.

"Ah, yes, how do you know, brother-in-law?"

Jin Wanteng was stunned.

"Can you see that Wu Bei is deliberately pulling you? Whether you participate or not is directly related to my attitude! And my attitude can directly determine the direction of many things?"

He Biao frowned and took out a pack of cigarettes without any brand from his pocket. Lao Jin hurriedly tried to please help ignite them. He was extremely skillful in covering the wind, and it was obvious that he was usually quite flattering.

"Brother-in-law, Wu Bei is a kid who is open and honest in his work, and is very strong. The most important thing is that we have no conflict of interest, I think..."

Jin Wanteng hesitated for a few seconds and then laughed dryly.

"Do you think? When did you think that something that is okay is not going to be messed up? A person in his forties never thinks about things. He is still like a naughty man, and only knows how to look at the surface. What kind of person Wu Bei is? Have you really done a survey? If he is really upright and honest, how can he achieve his current achievements? Remember, this world is probably like this. What you see is all what others want you to see!"

He Biao spitted out a white fog and said in a low voice: "Your IQ and personality determine that you are not suitable for struggling in society anymore. Listen to my advice, take the money from selling the car park to do some small business. If you really have nothing to do, just go out for a trip and look at the scenery. Your current life is a scene that I don't know how many times it appears in my dream."

"Brother-in-law, I didn't sell my parking lot, but I just rented it to Wu Bei. After decades, he will have to return it to me. There are contracts. I plan to build a video game city in his shopping mall."

Jin Wanteng twitched.

"Decades later? A few years later, do you guess Wu Bei will accept the claim? Even if he agrees, do you have the ability to keep the parking lot? I say you don't like to listen to it. Maybe I just retired and you will be beaten unrecognizable, which may include Wu Bei."
Chapter completed!