Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

"Soon we'll take him to the beach and hang him upside down in cement. If he doesn't want to become a load-bearing beam in a building, he'll sign our contract."

"Didn't you hear what that young man said?" Old Li took the cigarette from his mouth and held it in his hand. "That's right, you idiot can't understand Chinese."

"He just mentioned the police and surveillance."

"Times have changed, Fujiwara. It's different from 30 or 40 years ago. The streets and alleys are full of cameras. Many things that could be done before are not so convenient now."

"There is no underworld here. If you dare to do it openly today, someone will send us to jail tomorrow."

"Don't you have shares in this club?" Mediterranean Fujiwara whispered.

"Tell your employees to pretend they didn't see anything. We'll make them obey in just one night."

"Even if the police come, that bastard will just say it's a misunderstanding with a big smile on his face, and won't convict him!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 170 Miss Su is just unlucky

Mediterranean Fujiwara's eyes revealed a subtle mockery.

"Li-san, you've grown old. Not only that, but you've become too cowardly since you came back to this country. You're no longer the man who could chop down an entire street with a drawn sword."

"I am indeed old and no longer have the strength to chop down a street of people."

"As for cowardice?" Old Li suddenly showed a disdainful smile. He knocked his head and accidentally revealed the hideous tattoo hidden on his sleeve.

"I'm not a coward, I just learned to use my brain."

"The system on the other side of the sea is different from the system here, and the culture is also different. Only by understanding and mastering it, and making the wisest move on the premise of obedience to guide the situation to the most favorable outcome for oneself, is what a wise man should do."

"Besides, do you really think Su Jingtian is just a drunkard? Do you really think he is just a profiteer who cares about the 20% to 30% profit?"

He walked slowly to Fujiwara, squatted down slowly, and scolded him coldly.

"No! He's not!"

"He knows clearly that our goal is not simply to cooperate, but to deprive us of everything, so even if you tell him that it's a 90% split, he won't agree to let us join in."

"Because as long as we get involved, within a year or two, this project will be completely under your control."

"This matter was already clear when I mentioned that we had control over the 'black world'. He knew it, and I knew it too."

Old Li put the cigarette in his mouth again, and the unclear sound slowly echoed,

"If he makes concessions and signs the contract, he will also make a few years of profit from this project. After all, he has invested energy and time in this project. No one knows the whole operation process better than him. We also need his guidance."

Old Li moved his lips and coldly said the message hidden in his ordinary words just now.

"Of course, his control will only last for two to three years. After that, he will gradually fade out of the cooperation work on the project, and I will take over and take charge of everything."

Old Li explained in a deep voice,

"After this, we will also give Su Jingtian some other projects to make up for his losses this time. Although we can't take his company to the next level, it will be enough to maintain its current status and scale."

"His familiarity with and control over the project was his bargaining chip, and all we had from the beginning to the end was the unjustified threat of force."

"So the purpose of this negotiation is just to indirectly ask whether Su Jingtian will hand over this project to us in exchange for other compensation."

"But it's clear that he would rather take the unknown risks than give it a try."

"Then shouldn't we let him know the consequences of angering us?" Mediterranean Fujiwara's eyes were cold and murderous.

"So you are just a brainless waste!" Lao Li murmured expressionlessly.

“Do you really think that Su Jingtian can get to this point just because he is a loser who compromises with a little intimidation?”

"Don't think he's the only one here!"

"But I think even now, the streets and alleys around this club are full of disguised bodyguards!"

"If we take action, we will be completely at a disadvantage."

Old Li tilted his head slightly and stared down at Mediterranean Fujiwara in a questioning tone.

"You really think that the child just now was just a simple passerby?"

"No! How could it be such a coincidence? In my opinion, that old fox deliberately prepared it to tell us that he has his own people here, there are surveillance cameras not far away, and there are police in this city!"

"To put it bluntly, this is his home ground. If you had dared to act rashly just now, such a brainless behavior would have sent all of us to jail, and he would have just taken all the uncertain risks, such as being held hostage by us."

Old Li gently pinched the cigarette holder, his eyes were calm and indifferent.

"As far as I know, Su Jingtian is not a person who fears death. The fact that he was able to turn the tide in an era that was even more chaotic than it is now, and pull the already bankrupt company back to where it is today, is in itself the most powerful proof."

"Fujiwara, Su Jingtian is a smart man, but he is also a gambler. If he can send us in by taking some risks himself, he will be happy to do so." Old Li knows Su Jingtian very well.

"Going to jail for a few decades at most is better than dying without completing the mission." Mediterranean Fujiwara Ong retorted, raised his head, and stared at Lao Li fiercely.

"Old Li, if you keep going like this, you will be abandoned by the adults sooner or later!"

"When the time comes, your family, your company, everything you have gained so far will be gone!"

"You are aware of the adults' methods, and you also know the consequences of failing to complete the task!"

"Everything you have so far was given by the adults," Mediterranean Fujiwara's eyes were cold, but there was a hint of fear in them.

"It would be easy for him to take it all back."

"Even if it's you, it's the same!"

"I remember you have a daughter, right? It's rare to have a daughter in old age, and you don't want her to be involved in this, do you?"

"Are you threatening me?" Lao Li's face suddenly turned cold.

Before Fujiwara could reply, he felt a burning sensation on the back of his hand and couldn't help but gasp! !

His face suddenly twisted, like a withered chrysanthemum, wrinkled and extremely ugly!

It’s Lao Li!

He didn't say a word, nor did he let the person in front of him say a word. He just pressed the cigarette butt on the back of Fujiwara's hand!

"Fujiwara, we haven't met, but you should have heard about what I was like before, so even though you are dissatisfied, you still have to endure it."

Old Li casually brushed away the cigarette butt in his hand, using the person's hand as an ashtray.

Fujiwara grimaced in pain and subconsciously wanted to make a sound, but he suddenly swallowed the pain and turned it into trembling all over his body.

I saw Lao Li gently put his index finger across his lips, his vicissitudes of life eyes without a trace of warmth.

"After all, it's been a long time. Many people have completely forgotten who I was back then."

"Don't talk, Fujiwara, I'll make you remember it well."

Old Li stood up quietly and picked up the wine bottle beside him.

Snapped-!

There was a loud bang in the air, a black shadow flashed, and the sound of glass shattering filled the entire space.

Blood gushed out from Fujiwara's smooth head, but he just closed his eyes and did not move.

"Let's get back to the point,"

"Do you think I don't know who that man is?"

"No! Fujiwara, I know that person better than you."

"When I was doing things with him, you were still swimming around in your father's body."

Lao Li had a cold expression on his face. He pulled out the wine bottle again and again and threw it casually and forcefully on Fujiwara's head!

"Who is he? I know more about what he did than you do!"

"He once asked me to help him find beautiful women from all over the world and send them to his bed at any price. But after a night of love, he would say sweet words to them and leave their hair, and then shoot them mercilessly in the head while they were sleeping and laughing."

"You know what? I saw him humming and walking down the stairs leisurely after doing all this, as if he had just crushed an ant."

"He would designate obstacles in his path, ordering us to kidnap, poison, set fire, and kill families. He would not even spare newborn babies. He was a man who would do anything to achieve his goals, and no one could stop him from getting what he wanted."

Old Li waved the black shadow in his hand again and again!

Fujiwara managed to withstand one heavy blow after another, and gradually recalled the legend left by the man in front of him in the underworld.

The wine bottles continued to shatter, and the crystal light tinged with blood bloomed in the box, and the range became wider and wider!

"His desires are terrifyingly great, but his rationality is also terrifyingly ruthless."

"Even though you can run rampant in the streets of Japan, and even though I'm a well-known entrepreneur in this town, he has people like him all over the world, carrying out his orders all the time."

There was no sign of Lao Li stopping his movements.

"Although we don't know what he looks like, his name, his voice, or even if his apparent height and build are real."

"But we all know that he is a demon who will not rest until he has devoured everyone's worth!"

Snapped--!

The last bottle bloomed on top of Fujiwara's head. At this moment, the smooth head had become tattered, with even white bones faintly visible. The tiny pieces of glass sparkled with colorful light under the light.

The splashing champagne washed the blood onto every inch of his clothes, which naturally caused the wounds to feel excruciating pain!

But even though Fujiwara was dizzy and about to faint, and in pain like he was about to scream, he still endured it.

He just stared at Lao Li with horror, without any intention of resisting.

Because he knew that if he resisted, his fate would be even worse than it was now!

He knew that Lao Li had the ability to do so, at least in this place, he had it!

"Let me guess, now you must think I'm scary, right?"

Old Li took out a sharp dagger from the trembling maid beside him, pointed it at Fujiwara's eyeballs, and approached them inch by inch.

Fujiwara subconsciously dodged backwards, but Lao Li grabbed the back of his head with his hand!

His legs, his hands, his head, were all shaking!

Pupil contraction indicates uncontrollable fear!

The sharp blade was getting closer and closer to his eyeball. Fujiwara couldn't help but feel panic in his heart. He closed his eyes and struggled frantically to get up.

"no no no!"

But soon he couldn't move anymore.

Because under the pressure of Lao Li's cold gaze, the big man who was accompanying him finally chose to take action after hesitating and pressed him to the ground.

The woman in kimono also listened to the old man's words and tremblingly pried open his bloodshot eyes, so that he could only watch the blade getting closer and closer to his eyeballs without being able to do anything.

He could only wait quietly, waiting for the blade to pierce the retina, penetrate the soft lens, and stay there, flowing out unknown mucus, bringing unprecedented pain and also depriving him of his sight!

Fujiwara kept struggling, yelling and cursing!

But the extremely soundproofed room absorbed all his sounds, and no one came to rescue him.

There was nothing he could do except scream and cry out.

Slowly, slowly, everything turned into pleading,

"Li-san! Let me go! Let me go! I was wrong!"

"what!"

The blade suddenly approached, causing Fujiwara to gasp in shock.

But the next moment, Lao Li stopped what he was doing and murmured in a deep voice,

"But even if I am a horrible person, when I do something like this, I will tremble in my heart and won't be able to do it."

"But that person is different, Fujiwara."

Lao Li tapped Fujiwara's face with his dagger and whispered with a trembling voice,

"When he sees your expression, he will actually be delighted from the bottom of his heart."

The villain's whispers of temptation, accompanied by the smell of blood, lingered in the space for a long time, bringing a sudden chill.

Old Li returned to his usual self and smiled again.

He crossed his legs, leaned back on the soft sofa, and looked idly at the Mediterranean Fujiwara with bandages all over his head across from him.

The injured Fujiwara felt Lao Li's gaze and trembled subconsciously. He raised his eyes to meet his gaze, then quickly looked away.

Old Li felt that his reaction was really good. At least after this incident, the junior in front of him would no longer do such idiotic and mindless things, nor would he resist his next orders.