"Brother Feng, who is this person? Why have I never seen him?" A young man asked at this time, looking very interested, but between the lines, he revealed a high attitude.

"Who knows where he came from?" The guy named Brother Feng rolled his eyes in anger, as if he was asked like this. Look at the boy's timidity, will he have any interaction with him?

How could you know who he is who?

"It's really interesting. Anyone dares to come to the Golden Emperor." Another voice rang out immediately, without any concealing his contempt and contempt for Mr. Zhang, "Brother Feng, do you think he has a membership card? He can get in

Go to this door?"

"I don't know if he has a membership card." Brother Feng chuckled, "But if he has a membership card, I think we shouldn't come in the future," he said.

The meaning in the words is very obvious. If even a person like Mr. Zhang has a membership card of the Emperor of Jin, then the Emperor of Jin would be too low-level and too low-priced, which would not be in line with their noble identity.

"Sir, please come inside." The guard's voice came. The members' cards in front of him had already lit up. It was Mr. Zhang's turn. Brother Feng and others were standing there in piles, but now it seemed that they had agreed.

Likewise, he stepped back a little, highlighting Mr. Zhang.

The guard looked at Mr. Zhang, and his eyes flashed with surprise, but then he said politely: "Sir, please show your membership card."

Mr. Zhang took out a golden card and handed it over. When the guard saw it, his expression became more respectful and said, "Sir, please come inside."

Mr. Zhang put away his membership card and walked in without looking back.

"No, this kid really has a membership card?" Brother Feng and others shouted immediately. The scene just now was really beyond their expectations. The kid's appearance was full of membership cards.

?

Brother Feng’s companions looked at each other and found it incredible.

"Hey, I said you read it wrong? Have you seen the person you entered just now?" Brother Feng was obviously a regular visitor to the Jindili. The staff inside were very familiar with him, so he strode to him directly

In front of the guard, he frowned and questioned.

"Mr. Wang, I have never seen that person before." Although the guard didn't know what Brother Feng meant, he didn't seem to like that boy very much when Brother Feng said that, so he answered carefully.

"Where did this kid come from?" Brother Feng frowned again and said to himself, "His membership card is not fake, right?"

While speaking, he took out his membership card. The guard didn't even look at it, and respectfully invited the group of people.

After entering the hall, Brother Feng and others greeted the people inside in a familiar way, and had some social engagements in an extremely sophisticated manner. In the blink of an eye, they forgot that strange boy Zhang Dabo behind his head.

People like Mr. Zhang can have VIP cards. Brother Feng, who has always claimed to be the best, was naturally unhappy and confused when he saw it, but that unhappiness was just a tiny ripple, which was not enough to let Brother Feng go.

In the heart.

In fact, Mr. Zhang did not have a VIP card, it was just that he used an illusion. The VIP card he handed over was actually air and nothing was left.

"Brother Feng!"

Someone called out, Brother Feng looked back and saw that not far behind him, Wang Gensheng was waving to him, but this guy had bandages and splints on his left arm, which made Brother Feng confused.

What's wrong with the arm? What's going on?

Brother Feng walked towards Wang Gensheng, hoping to get a passionate bear hug as usual. He just habitually opened his broad mind. Suddenly, he realized that Wang Gensheng was still injured and put his arms around.

Take it back.

"Gensheng, what's going on with your arm?" Brother Feng asked with a frown.

"Haha, nothing, I fell accidentally." Wang Gensheng grinned casually, obviously not wanting to talk too much about this topic. He held a glass of red wine in his other hand and raised it to Brother Feng, saying, "

Brother Feng, congratulations on your promotion again. I will rely on you to protect you in the future.”

There was a waiter passing by with a tray. Brother Feng picked up a glass of red wine from it, and clinked a glass with Wang Gensheng, saying, "Gensheng, our family is just talking about this, what's wrong with it?

Can I still lose money to you?"

"Hehe, Brother Feng is right." The two of them laughed a little and dried the wine in their hands.

"Gensheng, tell me, what's going on with your arm?" Brother Feng pointed at Wang Gensheng's bandaged hand again, and his words revealed confidence and arrogance. It seemed that he could settle whatever it was. "Don't let it go

I said it was a fall, can it be like this?"

"Brother Feng, I really fell." Wang Gensheng smiled honestly again, but that smile seemed extremely unnatural.

"Gensheng." Brother Feng frowned, showing a hint of unhappiness, "You are not interested enough, what is our relationship? Can't you tell me if there is anything?"

It can be heard from just a few words that Brother Feng seems to have a very different relationship with Wang Gensheng. In fact, the relationship between the two is really different.

Feng's original name is Ye Chengfeng. He has eaten, drink, gambled with Wang Gensheng since he was a child. He really has been prostitutes and tutoring together. He has a deep affection. In addition, Ye Chengfeng's cousin's sister-in-law and Wang Mazi's niece's fucking brother some days ago

They got married again, and the relationship between the two became even more kinship.

More importantly, under the influence of Wang Mazi, Ye Chengfeng had just become the captain of the riot prevention brigade of Shayuan Police Station, and his relationship with Wang Gensheng became even more impressive.

"This..." Wang Gensheng hesitated for a moment, glanced around secretly, as if he was a thief, then lowered his voice and said to Ye Chengfeng, "Brother Feng, you are right, my arm is indeed not broken.

, but was beaten.”

"What!?" Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but scream, his eyes widened, "It's a rebellious person. Who is the one who beats you like this! I must chop him alive!"

Ye Chengfeng's voice was quite loud, and the people around him immediately turned around and looked at the pair of good friends in surprise. They were also surprised to hear Ye Chengfeng's words. There were still people who dared to fight in the sand garden.

Wang Gensheng?

"Brother Feng, whisper!" Feeling the eyes of everyone, Wang Gensheng felt his old face become hot and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. He hurriedly pulled Ye Chengfeng and quickly walked to the big cylinder in front.

Looking around, I found that no one was paying attention to me, so I stopped.

"Gensheng, tell Brother Feng, which desperate boy beat you." Ye Chengfeng curled his lips, exuding an astonishing turtle aura all over his body, like a general holding a heavy army, "Brother Feng

Let’s make the decision for you! Brother Feng now has a riot prevention brigade under his command, so don’t worry about anything, tell Brother Feng!”
Chapter completed!