Chapter 766(1/2)
In a black BMW, Feng Yunqing, who had just ran out, was still panting and looking out of breath.
Sitting next to them were Min Liangyu and Duan Fengchen, both looking frightened.
Duan Fengchen glanced at Feng Yunqing from the corner of his eye and saw that his face was gloomy and he was about to squeeze out the water.
With a sudden thought, he put on a smile and flattered Feng Yunqing:
"Mr. Feng's sword is still young. He runs so fast that I can't catch up..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Yunqing became angry and slapped him across the face, yelling at him:
"Get out of here, uncle! You're useless!
Didn't he say he was dead?
Why are they all alive?"
Duan Fengchen covered his face with a look of grievance.
I also want to know why, but it’s really not my fault!
Min Liangyu, who was sitting on the other side, said to Duan Fengchen with a smile:
"Old Duan, let me tell you.
Do you believe that as long as the three of us sit here and work hard together, this car can accelerate to 60 miles?"
Duan Fengchen was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "Can't? This car is not that advanced!"
Min Liangyu's face sank and she scolded him: "Why are you sitting here if you know it's not possible? Go to the front and drive!"
Only then did Duan Fengchen realize that the three of them were sitting in the back, and no one was the driver!
Tong Zhensheng was driving when we arrived.
Now that Tong Zhensheng has been arrested, the task of driving falls on Duan Fengchen!
No, you Min Liangyu can also drive, why do you want me to drive?
I'm not your subordinate. I'm obviously on the same level as you. Why are you yelling at me?
But now everyone is sitting down, and Mr. Feng is obviously not in a good mood.
If you give up your job at this time, there will definitely be no good results.
He reluctantly started the car.
The car quickly headed to Nanguan Tower.
The failure of this plan will have a series of consequences.
It is estimated that the Wushu Association can no longer tolerate them, and the old law hall may begin to split within itself.
The most important thing now is to stabilize people's hearts and minds.
Unite the old law hall to jointly deal with the revenge of the Wushu Association.
Feeling the depressing atmosphere in the carriage, Feng Yunqing knew that he could not be discouraged at this time, so he forced a smile and said:
"It's okay, we haven't lost yet!
The peripheral betting market is so big, we should make a lot of money this time.
So in essence, we still won!
If you have money, you can do many things, and it is not difficult to regain control of the Wushu Association!"
Min Liangyu breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and said to Feng Yunqing:
"It doesn't matter if we break up, we are already independent, there is no need to look at the face of the Wushu Association!
Now that I have money, I will buy all the land at Nanguan Tower and go against the Wushu Association.
Those wealthy people from aristocratic families still trust our Lao Fa Tang more!
Hire a few more foreign killers to get rid of that old guy from the Luo family!
By the way, there is also his little son!
And that boy named Chen!"
The phone vibrated in his pocket. Min Liangyu took it out, took a look, raised the corner of his mouth, and said to Feng Yunqing:
"It's the little financial accountant who's calling. It should be a sign of good news. He's closing the market."
After answering the phone, Min Liangyu took a deep breath, suppressed his inner excitement, and asked in a calm tone:
"Say it!
Well, on the way back.
Can't go back? Why?
What did you say?
Can you say that again?!"
At the end of the sentence, Min Liangyu screamed!
His expression was one of deep shock, and his face instantly lost all color.
I don’t know when the phone was hung up.
Min Liangyu seemed to have lost his soul, sitting motionless!
Feng Yunqing scolded him with a straight face: "What's going on? Where have you practiced the self-restraint skills I usually teach you?
Aren't you always very calm?
Why are you acting so rough like Duan Fengchen now?"
Duan Fengchen muttered a curse, "I was shot even while I was lying down!"
Why are you comparing yourself to me? When did I become rough?
When Duan Fengchen's name was mentioned, Min Liangyu seemed to have thought of something and immediately shouted to him:
"Old Duan, don't go to Nanguan Tower!
Turn around! Turn around quickly!”
Duan Fengchen was stunned for a moment and asked him: "Turn around, where are you going?"
Min Liangyu shouted anxiously: "You can go anywhere, but don't go back to Nanguan Tower!
Now several wealthy people have sent people to block the door of the martial arts school, asking for money from us!"
"You want money?" Feng Yunqing also looked puzzled and scolded him: "We don't owe them money, so what money do you want?"
Min Liangyu felt like she was mourning her heir, and said with a mournful face: "Now I owe you!"
The peripheral betting market was extremely popular, and someone placed a large bet on the tie, emptying the tens of billions of gambling pools at once!
There are still almost 5 billion that cannot be paid.
The rich people we encouraged to bet have now lost a lot.
They all blocked the gate of the martial arts school and asked us to pay for it!
Mr. Feng, five billion!
Even if we sell the old Dharma Hall, we won’t be able to plug such a big hole!”
"What!" Duan Fengchen braked and stopped, turned around and stared at Min Liangyu with a pair of bull's eyes.
Feng Yunqing's face also turned deathly gray, and he kept muttering: "How could this happen?
Why would anyone bet on the longshot?
It’s all over!
Lost!
No more money!
We can't go back, we have to run!
Duan Fengchen, what are you doing here?
Drive!
Useless things!
The more serious things happen to you, the more you have to stay calm, this is how I usually teach you!"
"Shut up!" Duan Fengchen angrily yelled at Feng Yunqing:
"You're such a crappy teacher!
I'm not your servant, why are you talking to me in a commanding tone?"
The person who always flattered him and said that he was just his dog, now actually spoke to him in such a tone!
The shock in Feng Yunqing's heart was no less than the feeling of losing money.
To be continued...