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Even duper was a little angry about Li Feng's shooting Dantuo, the leader of the old Burmese gang. Once this matter is not handled properly, it will lead to a conflict between the two gangs, or not a conflict, but a unilateral attack by the old Burmese Gang on members of the skeleton violence group.

Although the skeleton violence group ranks in the top three among so many societies, its strength is undoubtedly several grades lower than that of the old Burmese gang. If the skeletons and skeletons are the first-class gang of sunshine, then the old Burmese Gang is a super Gang, which is not the same level at all.

At least for the moment, duper is not ready to have a direct conflict with the Burmese gang. It is no doubt that it is meaningless to take the lives of the skeleton violence group.

So duper is now very angry at Li Feng's self assertion.

Li Feng took a puff of smoke and said calmly, "duper, I have explained what should be explained. That Danto has nothing to do with me. Why should I kill him? "

Duper was stunned and asked, "then tell me, what are you going to do?"

"I don't want to waste my time on dealing with the forces of hell, and I don't want to cover up with my brothers all the time." Li Feng took a look at her and said with a smile, "at the same time, it's for your help. I'll give you a big gift."

"What gift?" Duper looked at her suspiciously.

"I'm sure you'll be satisfied." Li Feng waved to his brothers: "come on, duper, you'll come with us."

"Where to?"

"The Chinese brotherhood! Talk to their president about a deal. "

……

In the center of Yangon, there is a block called Chinatown.

Yangon's Chinatown was originally called Lingnan Avenue, because at first, most of the people living here were Lingnan people. Today, it has gathered Chinese from all over the world, and is gradually called Chinatown.

There are not only Chinese but also many Burmese people living in Chinatown, but the majority of them are Chinese, about 150000 people.

Among the hundreds of underground gangs in Yangon, the Chinese brotherhood, which ranks second, has taken root and grown up here.

Zhou Zhengyi, the president of the Chinese brotherhood, is a descendant of Chaoshan people who came to Myanmar to do business in the early years. In his heart, he has the gene of Chaoshan people to fight and fight. In his hands, the Chinese Brotherhood has developed into the second largest society in Yangon.

At the moment, Zhou Zhengyi is half lying on a rattan chair, enjoying his daily afternoon tea, while listening to the reports of his confidants, mainly about the income and expenditure of the Chinese brotherhood last week. As a president, he should keep these core things in mind.

It is generally acknowledged that Chaoshan people are good at business. The representative is Li Shoufu, who used to be the richest man in Xiangtan. Although Zhou Zhengyi has gone on the black road, his genes of businessmen still exist. In fact, among all the gangs, the Chinese brotherhood is the best one to do business. Naturally, Zhou Zhengyi is the president of the brotherhood.

His subordinates use Burmese, and Zhou Zhengyi also uses Burmese from time to time. In fact, most of the Chinese who have lived in Yangon Chinatown for a long time speak Burmese. In addition to their ancestors' blood, these people are no different from Burmese people in their clothes and manners when they walk on the street.

A man dressed up in a short fight and looking powerful came in in a hurry and interrupted his report. "Boss, there are several Chinese people outside the door who want to see you."

When the air was quiet, Zhou Zhengyi didn't even open his eyes. He snorted coldly and said, "what do these so-called villagers really regard me as, ATM?"

Then he waved impatiently: "just give them three melons and two dates. We can't let these people's bad mouth damage the reputation of our Chinatown. We have to rely on those stupid people in China who have a lot of money to spend to boost our economy."

He came to Myanmar with his parents before he was an adult. He worked hard step by step. In his heart, Zhou Zhengyi had long lost his family and country feelings. In fact, there are many people like Zhou Zhengyi. To put it bluntly, none of the black people have a good thing. They all feed a peanuts in a row without any injustice.

All over the world, it is the Chinese gangs that bully the Chinese most.

However, Zhou Zhengyi thinks more long-term than these people. He regards this kind of thing as a business. From time to time, people from the mainland came to Rangoon, but he didn't even see them. He just gave them a little money.

Chinese tourists who come to Chinatown and lose their bags or something, he let them go to deal with them and help them find them. Once they come and go, the good reputation of Chinatown will be passed back. More and more tourists like to come here to spend money. These are good money owners.

In fact, in Zhou Zhengyi's mind, he would only feel funny. He was also happy to scold these people for being stupid and make money from them. It's all business.

"Boss, they are not ordinary people." The man bowed his head and said.

Zhou Zhengyi sat up and knocked his teacup on the round table: "what special code is not ordinary people, a little money can't kill it, right? I really think I'm a money boy, let them go!"

Bang bang!

As soon as his voice fell, several people suddenly flew in the yard. Zhou Zhengyi saw that they were all good people under his command.Who was it that broke into his residence!

Zhou Zhengyi suddenly changed his face. Looking coldly, a group of young people came in. The leading young man brushed the sleeve of his suit and said to Zhou Zhengyi with a smile: "President Zhou seems to be reluctant to see us. He has no choice but to use some hard work. Please forgive me."

As soon as Zhou Zhengyi heard this, he felt as if he had rooted a thorn in his heart. He asked in a deep voice in some unfamiliar Chinese, "if you are a three legged kung fu man, my people are not as good as cats and dogs."

Li Feng picked an eyebrow. This week, justice was really hot tempered. He called them cats and dogs. However, he came to talk about things, and he didn't care about the insults from the other party. At the moment, there was no nonsense: "my name is Li Feng. Of course, President Zhou has never heard of it. But these two days, the underground gangs in Rangoon are looking for some Chinese people... "

Zhou Zhengyi's eyelids jumped abruptly. He stood up and said, "those people are you!"

Zhou Zhengyi's subordinates in the yard all looked at Li Feng in horror. The news of these days has been spread all over the world. Several cross river dragons started in hell and shot dozens of old Burmese gang members to one side. They just escaped from hell. The whole underground world in Rangoon has exploded because of these people, and the old Burmese gang has offered a reward of 100 million to capture them.

"Yes, it's me and my brothers." Li Feng chuckled.

Zhou Zhengyi glanced coldly at him and his subordinates and asked in a cold voice, "how dare you come here to seek refuge? Are you not afraid that I will hand you over to the old Burmese Gang? But the old Burmese Gang offered a reward of 100 million to catch you! "