Chen family monster
Chapter 228: Mental Damage Expenses
Updated: 2011-05-26
(Ask for tickets...)
Chen Ping has always felt that the story of martial arts masters walking everywhere like dogs in the novel is fake. He lived in the environment of the Chen family since he was a child. The taciturn Wang Jiefang, Chen Ping has more or less contact with all kinds of people, the Chen family and the group of people around Chen Fusheng undoubtedly have great personalities, but none of them can really be regarded as an outsider. Any difficulty is like nothing.
Uncle Zhang unexpectedly grabbed the sparrow's tail and threw him to pieces. Chen Ping didn't have any fear at the first time, but he was a little self-deprecating. Wow, it's really thorough, just looking at Uncle Zhang's appearance and body, he is definitely not the kind of hero who can face more than ten men alone without changing his face, but the blow he gave Chen Ping just now was really outrageous. Chen Ping flew out and now his whole body is falling apart as if he has no strength at all. This level of Taijiquan practice is definitely not a state that can be achieved only by hard work.
Fan Fan has been completely taken care of by five men with steel pipes in their hands. He fell to the ground and looked even more embarrassed than Chen Ping. It really didn't do any good to come out with Brother Chen. I thought it was just for fun tonight, but I didn't expect it to happen. Encountering this kind of thing, Fan Fan smiled wryly, not knowing whether to say that his character is too bad or something else.
Of the three, Fan Fan has been completely knocked down, and Chen Ping's combat power has also dropped sharply for the time being. With only one Bu Yixuan, no matter how defiant he is, it seems that he can't change the final outcome.
The situation is set.
Chen Ping sighed. Just because he can be ruthless and unscrupulous to opponents who disagree with him, doesn't mean he can be ruthless to his best friend and younger brother. Just as he was about to admit defeat, a burst of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from downstairs.
Marceau's broken glass door was pushed open, and dozens of security guards in 1912 uniforms poured in, holding electric batons, full of momentum. The product still lacked some lethality, Uncle Zhang's complexion changed slightly, seeing that there were less than ten confidantes left behind him, he felt a little ominous.
"Uncle Zhang? Zhang Tianlin, it's really leisurely. He came to a place like mine to kidnap my guests. Tsk tsk, how brave. Recently, it has been rumored by friends that your master has come to Nanjing. Is it because of this that you are so domineering?" A mocking voice sounded, and there was no rush, and dozens of security guards all turned sideways to make way for a pedestrian passage, and an old man with a smile on his face appeared in front of everyone.
He was a very ordinary person with no arrogance of a superior person. He was leaning on a cane and dressed in a Tang suit. Although his face was not young, he was full of energy. Standing there, no one dared to look down upon him.
Uncle Zhang's face remained unchanged, he took a look at the old man, and said calmly, you don't want to make trouble for me, it's true that I'm not authentic in arresting people in your place today, but it's urgent, I hope you can forgive me, and I will come to the door in person some other day Make an apology, and tell Boss Marceau that all the losses here today will be borne by me alone.
Leaning on crutches, the smiling old man squinted his eyes slightly with a peaceful expression. He looked at Uncle Zhang and said sarcastically, I really can't see that you, who have always been known in the circle as stingy, are willing to bleed for a few young people. It's really rare, these young people are not young today, I'm so confused, I can't remember clearly, tell me, what are their identities?
Uncle Zhang's face turned cold, and he said coldly, you old man, don't push yourself too hard, you have always been a neutral in the circle, are you going to break the rules today?
The old man in a Tang suit who never looked at Chen Ping's face gradually turned cold, saying that I don't care about your new and old hatreds even if they are broken, but today's loss must be compensated. The relationship is not bad, his territory makes you toss like this, you can't justify it without some money, you can do nothing if you want, don't leave, stay with me for two days and chat with me.
Uncle Zhang took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. It is quite nourishing to be able to hang out under the eyes of the Chen family in Nanjing for so many years. Of course, his city skills are extraordinary. , took out the checkbook, filled in a few numbers, threw it to the security guard standing at the front, and said gloomily, 200 million, which is considered as my compensation for Marceau’s loss tonight, and the rest will be donated by you as a coffin book ,How about it?can we go now
People have to bow their heads under the eaves. No matter how powerful the Li family behind Uncle Zhang is, they will not insert their hands into 1912. This place is indeed not a top entertainment venue in Nanjing, but it has the right to speak in this place. The old man named Qian Yushan has managed 1912 for so many years, and he has already managed it into a monolithic place, and outsiders can't get in. There is a joke that has been circulated in a small circle in Nanjing's upper circles. A few years ago, Chen Fusheng planned to invest in 1912, and he personally accompanied Qian Yushan, an old man, in this place to fight a battle. Chen Fusheng had no choice but to give up. He just took a symbolic dividend of nearly nine figures in 1912, which was a bit of a protection fee. Other than that, he hadn't done anything else in the past few years.
Every time Chen Ping thinks of this joke, he always wonders if the person who can make the unparalleled old man helpless in his mind really has three heads and six arms. When I saw it today, I didn't expect that he was an ordinary old man. Reality and dreams The gap is really not that big. Chen Ping supported the table, and seized the opportunity to recover his strength. He is not a person who gives up when he sees something he can't do. The slightest opportunity will be seized and fought to the death, Chen Fusheng is, Chen Fugui is, and the current Chen Ping is the same.
But then the old man named Qian Yushan surprised Chen Ping. He took the check handed over by his subordinates with a smile, took a look at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he slowly said, "Call me."
Dozens of security guards with electric batons screamed and rushed forward, crackling and flickering, the scene was so spectacular that people burst into tears. In this situation, even if Uncle Zhang was a superman, he probably couldn't be calm and calm. His expression changed drastically. Before he could react, he was stroked by a security guard with an electric baton, and he collapsed on the ground without too much struggle.
The situation changed so quickly that no one expected it.
Chen Ping supported the table, secretly dumbfounded, feeling that old man Qian's play is so fucking beautiful, shameless to the extreme, collecting money first but not doing anything, this demeanor is a role model for my generation.
It's just that deep down in his heart, he was a little bit confused about what the old man meant. According to his own understanding, it seemed that the Chen family had had a lot of friction with 1912. No matter how naive Chen Ping was, he would never think that Qian Yushan played this game for Rescue him in dire straits.
In fact, old man Qian really did this, and by the way, he handed over the check to Chen Ping.
He came to Chen Ping, tapped the table lightly with his cane, smiled like an old fox, squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Young Master Chen, 200 million is a trivial matter, and it's all for your mental damage tonight."
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.
Chen Ping was a little taken aback, let the old fox Qian Yushan take the initiative to extend an olive branch to him?
The sun came out in the west or something.
(Ask for tickets...)
Chen Ping has always felt that the story of martial arts masters walking everywhere like dogs in the novel is fake. He lived in the environment of the Chen family since he was a child. The taciturn Wang Jiefang, Chen Ping has more or less contact with all kinds of people, the Chen family and the group of people around Chen Fusheng undoubtedly have great personalities, but none of them can really be regarded as an outsider. Any difficulty is like nothing.
Uncle Zhang unexpectedly grabbed the sparrow's tail and threw him to pieces. Chen Ping didn't have any fear at the first time, but he was a little self-deprecating. Wow, it's really thorough, just looking at Uncle Zhang's appearance and body, he is definitely not the kind of hero who can face more than ten men alone without changing his face, but the blow he gave Chen Ping just now was really outrageous. Chen Ping flew out and now his whole body is falling apart as if he has no strength at all. This level of Taijiquan practice is definitely not a state that can be achieved only by hard work.
Fan Fan has been completely taken care of by five men with steel pipes in their hands. He fell to the ground and looked even more embarrassed than Chen Ping. It really didn't do any good to come out with Brother Chen. I thought it was just for fun tonight, but I didn't expect it to happen. Encountering this kind of thing, Fan Fan smiled wryly, not knowing whether to say that his character is too bad or something else.
Of the three, Fan Fan has been completely knocked down, and Chen Ping's combat power has also dropped sharply for the time being. With only one Bu Yixuan, no matter how defiant he is, it seems that he can't change the final outcome.
The situation is set.
Chen Ping sighed. Just because he can be ruthless and unscrupulous to opponents who disagree with him, doesn't mean he can be ruthless to his best friend and younger brother. Just as he was about to admit defeat, a burst of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from downstairs.
Marceau's broken glass door was pushed open, and dozens of security guards in 1912 uniforms poured in, holding electric batons, full of momentum. The product still lacked some lethality, Uncle Zhang's complexion changed slightly, seeing that there were less than ten confidantes left behind him, he felt a little ominous.
"Uncle Zhang? Zhang Tianlin, it's really leisurely. He came to a place like mine to kidnap my guests. Tsk tsk, how brave. Recently, it has been rumored by friends that your master has come to Nanjing. Is it because of this that you are so domineering?" A mocking voice sounded, and there was no rush, and dozens of security guards all turned sideways to make way for a pedestrian passage, and an old man with a smile on his face appeared in front of everyone.
He was a very ordinary person with no arrogance of a superior person. He was leaning on a cane and dressed in a Tang suit. Although his face was not young, he was full of energy. Standing there, no one dared to look down upon him.
Uncle Zhang's face remained unchanged, he took a look at the old man, and said calmly, you don't want to make trouble for me, it's true that I'm not authentic in arresting people in your place today, but it's urgent, I hope you can forgive me, and I will come to the door in person some other day Make an apology, and tell Boss Marceau that all the losses here today will be borne by me alone.
Leaning on crutches, the smiling old man squinted his eyes slightly with a peaceful expression. He looked at Uncle Zhang and said sarcastically, I really can't see that you, who have always been known in the circle as stingy, are willing to bleed for a few young people. It's really rare, these young people are not young today, I'm so confused, I can't remember clearly, tell me, what are their identities?
Uncle Zhang's face turned cold, and he said coldly, you old man, don't push yourself too hard, you have always been a neutral in the circle, are you going to break the rules today?
The old man in a Tang suit who never looked at Chen Ping's face gradually turned cold, saying that I don't care about your new and old hatreds even if they are broken, but today's loss must be compensated. The relationship is not bad, his territory makes you toss like this, you can't justify it without some money, you can do nothing if you want, don't leave, stay with me for two days and chat with me.
Uncle Zhang took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. It is quite nourishing to be able to hang out under the eyes of the Chen family in Nanjing for so many years. Of course, his city skills are extraordinary. , took out the checkbook, filled in a few numbers, threw it to the security guard standing at the front, and said gloomily, 200 million, which is considered as my compensation for Marceau’s loss tonight, and the rest will be donated by you as a coffin book ,How about it?can we go now
People have to bow their heads under the eaves. No matter how powerful the Li family behind Uncle Zhang is, they will not insert their hands into 1912. This place is indeed not a top entertainment venue in Nanjing, but it has the right to speak in this place. The old man named Qian Yushan has managed 1912 for so many years, and he has already managed it into a monolithic place, and outsiders can't get in. There is a joke that has been circulated in a small circle in Nanjing's upper circles. A few years ago, Chen Fusheng planned to invest in 1912, and he personally accompanied Qian Yushan, an old man, in this place to fight a battle. Chen Fusheng had no choice but to give up. He just took a symbolic dividend of nearly nine figures in 1912, which was a bit of a protection fee. Other than that, he hadn't done anything else in the past few years.
Every time Chen Ping thinks of this joke, he always wonders if the person who can make the unparalleled old man helpless in his mind really has three heads and six arms. When I saw it today, I didn't expect that he was an ordinary old man. Reality and dreams The gap is really not that big. Chen Ping supported the table, and seized the opportunity to recover his strength. He is not a person who gives up when he sees something he can't do. The slightest opportunity will be seized and fought to the death, Chen Fusheng is, Chen Fugui is, and the current Chen Ping is the same.
But then the old man named Qian Yushan surprised Chen Ping. He took the check handed over by his subordinates with a smile, took a look at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he slowly said, "Call me."
Dozens of security guards with electric batons screamed and rushed forward, crackling and flickering, the scene was so spectacular that people burst into tears. In this situation, even if Uncle Zhang was a superman, he probably couldn't be calm and calm. His expression changed drastically. Before he could react, he was stroked by a security guard with an electric baton, and he collapsed on the ground without too much struggle.
The situation changed so quickly that no one expected it.
Chen Ping supported the table, secretly dumbfounded, feeling that old man Qian's play is so fucking beautiful, shameless to the extreme, collecting money first but not doing anything, this demeanor is a role model for my generation.
It's just that deep down in his heart, he was a little bit confused about what the old man meant. According to his own understanding, it seemed that the Chen family had had a lot of friction with 1912. No matter how naive Chen Ping was, he would never think that Qian Yushan played this game for Rescue him in dire straits.
In fact, old man Qian really did this, and by the way, he handed over the check to Chen Ping.
He came to Chen Ping, tapped the table lightly with his cane, smiled like an old fox, squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Young Master Chen, 200 million is a trivial matter, and it's all for your mental damage tonight."
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.
Chen Ping was a little taken aback, let the old fox Qian Yushan take the initiative to extend an olive branch to him?
The sun came out in the west or something.
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