Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 138 Humanoid Vault
"Haha! Congratulations! Mr. Fan!"

A voice sounded from outside the crowd.

Feinan looked back, and saw a middle-aged man with a swollen face surrounded by about forty or fifty Junket Operators, walking towards him.

After seeing him clearly, the gamblers who had been surrounding Feinan ran away like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Brother Wei!"

"Brother Wei!"

The staff greeted the middle-aged man with a respectful expression.

The visitor is Market Wei, the eldest brother of all Junket Operators in Lisboa.

"Congratulations! Mr. Fan! No, it should be called the gambling king, haha!"

Market Wei smiled and stretched out his hand.

Feinan looked at him and reached out to shake his hand.

Seeing him calm and relaxed, Market Wei couldn't help flashing a gleam of appreciation in his eyes.

"Brother Wei, what do you want me to do?"

Feinan asked in a deep voice.

"It's okay, I just want to come and see the world's gambling king for myself."

Market Wei has a ferocious appearance. Although he has a bright smile, he still gives people a vicious feeling.

But Feinan was not afraid of him, because although many people in this group had red cursors, the cursor of this street market Wei was a normal color, which meant that he was not hostile to him.

"Oh? Brother Wei didn't go to see it?" Feinan asked intentionally.

"Haha! I'm afraid of the sun, I can't see the light, so I didn't join in the fun."

Market Wei smiled and asked, "Is Mr. Fan free? Let's have a cup of tea together?"

Feinan shook his head lightly: "I'm really sorry, I still have some things to do, let's change it!"

Market Wei looked as usual, and said with a smile: "That would be a pity, next time!"

"Next time definitely."

Feinan nodded at him, turned around and walked out of the casino.

Market Wei watched his leaving back, and a younger brother beside him couldn't help but leaned forward and suggested, "Brother Wei, why don't we find a chance to give him to...huh?"

Market Wei's complexion changed, and he slapped him: "Damn it! Follow me and spend your money?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake: "Brother Wei, I was wrong..."

Jie Shiwei stared at him, then looked back at the other subordinates, and said with a sullen face, "I warn you, don't give me any ideas about that guy!"

Seeing the dissatisfaction on the faces of his subordinates, Market Wei suddenly became angry, pointing at them and yelling: "Why did I try my best to snatch these casinos back then? Wasn't it to let you guys have food? Come out!" What are you messing around for? Fighting and killing are very prestigious? Making money! Going to the street!"

"How much is [-] million US dollars? I haven't paid much attention to Market Wei! With these few casinos, I can earn a billion, tens of billions! And don't have to worry about it!"

"Let me tell you, don't think about going to the sky in one step, you have to be someone who has the ability to do it! If you want to make a fortune, go and rob the bank! The money comes in faster!"

"Do you want to eat all you can or have meals, you choose!"

"Brother Wei! I was wrong!"

"I was wrong, Brother Wei!"

The subordinates admitted their mistakes one after another. The younger brother who was beaten before came forward, lit a cigarette for him, and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, don't be angry, it's just a joke, how could we be so stupid? Follow Brother Wei, you have a good time." Food, of course we know how to choose!"

"Humph!"

Market Wei snorted, and nodded in satisfaction: "That guy is a signboard held up by Boss He and Lisboa. He must not fall down. I want him to leave Omen safely."

The younger brother nodded, and said in a low voice, "Of course we won't touch him, just because we are afraid that Beng Yaju and Shuifanglai won't be able to hold back, and maybe they will pour dirty water on us."

Market Wei frowned upon hearing this.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Take some brothers to follow him, and don't let him have any accidents. I'll talk to Beng Yaju and Shui Fanglai."

Feinan walked towards the hotel entrance, followed by many people.

Everyone knows that he has more than 1000 million US dollars in money orders, and at this time he is like a walking humanoid treasury.

The white mask is like the most conspicuous symbol, attracting everyone's attention.

"Mr. Fan, I recommend you to buy a fund, it's very profitable!"

"Mr. Fan, do you consider buying insurance for the exam?"

People with various ideas followed him closely, talking non-stop, they all wanted to gain something from Feinan.

Feinan had expected this situation a long time ago, so he got into the car as soon as he left the hotel gate.

"Go ahead first."

Feinan commanded the direction, the car started, and drove into the main road. The cars in front of the scar followed up again like a dog's skin plaster.

"Don't worry about them, just keep going."

Feinan gave an address, and the car gradually drove towards the coast.

Seeing that the road was getting more and more deviated, the driver couldn't help but ask, "Brother Nan, aren't you going to Master Hong?"

"I'll go later."

Feinan looked at the map, frowned, and reminded: "Drive faster."

The map showed that three cars full of red cursors were approaching them rapidly.

Seeing the three cars approaching, Ba Yutou and the others slowed down and got out of the way.

Three cars approached quickly, pinching Feinan's car in the middle.

"How to do?"

The driver was a little nervous.

"Slow down to the side..." Before Feinan could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly changed: "Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, the car on the left suddenly slowed down, and then turned to the right.

The front and right wheels of the car directly hit the left rear wheel of the car under Feinan, and the car instantly lost its balance.

Crunch!

The driver panicked and stepped on the brakes, and the car immediately began to swing from side to side.

He tried his best to control the direction, but the more he moved the steering wheel, the more he lost control of the car.

The car behind suddenly accelerated and hit Feinan's ass that got out of the car again, knocking him sideways.

Noisy!
There was an unpleasant friction sound between the wheels and the ground, and they stopped on the road.

The driver knocked his head on the steering wheel and scratched a hole.

Feinan was not injured at all. He looked at the three cars parked not far behind. Ten young and strong men got off from them and walked towards the car.

Pushing open the car door, Feinan got out of the car and stood at the door, watching them quietly.

"Mr. Fan."

Among them, a man with a long face with a three to seven cents came forward, smiled and put his hips on his hips, and said to him: "My elder brother would like to treat you to a meal, how about a favor?"

"Who is your eldest brother?"

Feinan asked him with a calm tone.

"Broken tooth horse."

"do not know."

Feinan looked back at the deformed car, and asked calmly, "Didn't your elder brother teach you manners? Did he teach you how to invite people?"

The long-faced man immediately lowered his face. He lifted his clothes to reveal the pistol pinned to his waist, and said with a sneer, "Stop talking nonsense, and follow us honestly!"

Feinan glanced: "What if I don't go?"

The long-faced man snorted: "Then I'll kill you, and it's the same when I bring the money order back."

"it is good."

Feinan nodded, "I'll go with you."

(End of this chapter)