Tsim Dong, Zhongxinyi Headquarters.

Lian Haodong walked into his brother Lian Haolong's room proudly with a little erotic pace.

"Big Boss!" Looking at the fat man sitting on the boss's chair and the tonnage was not small, Lian Haodong greeted him with a smile.

Lian Haolong, who was signing documents at the desk, looked up and glanced at his younger brother. A smile appeared on his fat but majestic and domineering face: "A Dong, how is the matter dealing with it?"

Lian Haodong shrugged and said carelessly: "I don't know how to politely, so I have someone smashed the "Fengqing" magazine. If their little boss is smart, he will definitely send money to the door."

Lian Haolong nodded, but he was not as confident as his younger brother, and his expression was a little serious: "The boss of "Fengqing" magazine is handsome Jun, so he still needs to be more cautious. This person is not easy to deal with."

Lian Haodong sneered and said disdainfully: "What a handsome boy, I heard that he was a vendor before, and he had never been in the martial arts world for a day. What should I worry about like this guy? You are just too cautious."

"Adong, we must have the courage to fight to death, but we must not be too arrogant. This handsome guy Jun has a great reputation on the road before. It is said that Hongxing's Jiang Tiansheng valued his skills and had personally invited him. It is better not to take it lightly."

He is a rebellious person, but he is cautious. Thanks to Lian Haolong's character and strength, loyalty and righteousness can rise so quickly.

Lian Haodong waved his hand indifferently when he heard this, and laughed: "Don't worry, boss, can that boy be sharper than you?

I just said it was just a rumor. Or it was just a waste of Chen Haonan from Hongxing and a bullshit handsome boy Jun. At most, this guy was lucky enough to get a magazine. Then he was lucky and sold out. The salted fish turned over. I don’t believe he really had three heads and six arms.”

As he said that, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes, "But speaking of this guy's salty and wet magazine has indeed become popular all over Hong Kong recently. TMD makes money so good. I heard that I can earn millions in a month!

There is no reason why we don’t take a bite of such a fat sheep!”

Lian Haolong nodded. Although he said he was cautious, he actually did not really take Huo Wenjun to heart.

Perhaps this handsome guy Jun is indeed a bit capable, but who is Lian Haolong? It is not a pity to fight against a hundred!

The nickname of "Crossing the River Dragon" alone shows its status and strength in the world, and how can it take a mere junior seriously.

Lian Haolong has absolute confidence and even conceit in his skills.

It is also because of this that after hearing that Lian Haodong wanted to touch the "Fengqing" magazine, even though he knew that his boss was the handsome boy Jun who became famous in the Tao, he did not object.

First, he did not think that a young man who was just starting out and without any power could pose any threat to their loyalty and faithfulness. Second, he was indeed jealous of the huge benefits of "Celestiality".

With the rapid expansion of power and territory, although Zhong Xinyi has developed rapidly, he still lacks industrial layout and has some tight capital. This is also the reason why he is interested in "Change".

Therefore, although Lian Haolong knew that there was a faint shadow of Yishun behind "Fengqing" magazine, he still chose to take action.

Although Yishun is an old club, their loyalty and righteousness are not easy to mess with, and they are not afraid of each other.

At this time, Zhongxinyi and even Haodong were in the rising period. It was the time when he was ambitious and enterprising, how could he be willing to let go of the fat he got?

Since other clubs are afraid of Yishun and dare not take action, then the fat sheep and the others are loyal and loyal.

Lian Haolong laughed and said, "What if the handsome son Jun refused to compromise?"

Lian Haodong sneered: "Then I will pour paint on it. If I don't agree, I will burn his magazine!"

Lian Haolong smiled and said nothing, because this is the way their club do things, ruthless, and useless means.

After discussing the two brothers, the final result was that Huo Wenjun must not dare to resist and had no other way except to send money to the door.

Unfortunately, they did not know Huo Wenjun's personality.

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the next day.

With Lian Haolong and Lian Haodong indeed like this, they received news that Huo Wenjun asked to meet.

The two who believed that Huo Wenjun was surrendered naturally would not refuse, so the two parties made an appointment to meet in a teahouse under Zhong Xinyi's name.

Lian Haolong came forward in person and directly booked the entire teahouse. He was still interested in meeting Liang Zai Jun, a young man who was famous in the world.

At 9 o'clock, Lan Mingheng, who was guarding the entrance of the teahouse, raised his head inadvertently and saw three young figures entering his sight.

When I got closer, I saw a young man with a pretty face and a calm temperament, followed by a handsome boy of the same age and a handsome young man with a expressionless expression.

Lang Mingheng subconsciously looked at the fierce young man, and he felt a vague threat from the other person.

"This place has been booked. If you want to drink tea, go to other places!" Thinking that the three of them were just ordinary diners, Rotten Fate waved impatiently.

Then the leading boy said in a clear voice: "If I leave, you guys will be in vain."

Lang Mingheng was shocked and finally focused on the boy, frowned and said, "Are you the handsome boy?"

As the leader of Lian Haolong's command, he naturally knew who his boss was meeting this time, and he had also heard of the reputation of handsome boy Jun.

But after seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. The beautiful girl Jun, who was so evil, turned out to be just a teenage little white face, and there was no sharp spot at all.

If the other party didn't say it, he would think he was an ordinary high school student.

Although he is also not old, he is really good at it. Otherwise, he would not have taken it seriously as a leader. He had a relatively long and short thought about the famous handsome boy Jun and arrogant and lofty life, but now he saw the real person, he completely lost this idea.

I just think that the dialect of the other party is too much and is not worthy of his attention at all. In comparison, it is not as good as the cold-faced boy behind him, and it can make him look up to two points higher.

Huo Wenjun did not show any abnormality when he looked down on his attitude of despising Lang Mingheng and said calmly: "No, I only have one name, Huo Wenjun."

Seeing that he didn't even dare to admit his name, he looked down on him even more and more.

He snorted coldly and said bluntly: "Come with me."

After saying that, he led the three of them upstairs.

Zhan Mi, who was following Huo Wenjun, frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with this guy's attitude towards Brother Jun, but he didn't dare to attack on his territory.

Originally, Huo Wenjun was only going to take Abu to the meeting alone, but Zhanmi was worried and insisted on accompanying him. Huo Wenjun thought about it and did not refuse.

Just take Zhanmi to see the world, just like Lian Haolong, he did not regard the other party as a life-and-death enemy from the bottom of his heart.

Huo Wenjun followed the lax and his ecology was relaxed, as if he was about to meet not a vicious club leader, but an ordinary person.

Abu's face behind him was as cold as ever, followed by Huo Wenjun, and did not show any tension.

Zhanmi looked at the dozens of loyal and honest brothers sitting downstairs, staring at them with bad eyes, and couldn't help feeling uneasy.

After all, he is still young and has no future experience, so naturally he does not have such a calm and calm mentality of not being surprised by changes.

The stairs were not long, and soon the three of them arrived on the second floor. Lang Mingheng took them into the largest private room.

As soon as he entered the door, a gaze full of domineering and oppressive force suddenly shot on Huo Wenjun's face.

Lian Haolong sat on his head with a big golden sword, facing the door, looking at Huo Wenjun with a stern look.

"Big Boss, I've brought it." Lang Mingheng said respectfully.
Chapter completed!