Jiang Yue's Kowloon Club is headquartered in Qingjiang, and its influence spreads across Jiangnan Province. Although Lin'an City is remote, it is also involved in the gang industry.

Rising Group is one of the industries under his Kowloon Club. He just returned from Lin'an inspection tour, how could he not remember this subordinate?

Jiang Yue was so angry at being scolded by Zhen Shuaiqi that he wished he could buy a plane ticket and fly over immediately to cut this bastard into pieces!

"Zhen Shuaiqi...you are looking for death..." Jiang Yue said through gritted teeth.

"Huh? This voice seems a bit familiar."

Zhen Shuaiqi frowned, and the next moment, he felt a bucket of ice water pouring down from the Tianling Gai!

"Jiang... Mr. Jiang!!"

The arrogance and domineering look on Zhen Shuaiqi's face turned into a look of horror in an instant.

"Zhen Shuaiqi, you are so brave, even I dare to scold you!" Jiang Yue's voice was not loud, but he suppressed a rage.

"No, no, no... no... not Mr. Jiang, please listen to my explanation! I... I didn't know it was you... I really didn't know..."

Zhen Shuaiqi was almost scared to tears. Who would have thought that a rural boy would have the mobile phone number of the president of the Kowloon Association?

He now has the Tibetan Mastiff on his mind. The Kowloon Society is one of the five major gangs in China. It has power all over the south of the Yangtze River. It has been inherited for hundreds of years and has a terrifying background. Killing himself would be like crushing a reptile to death.

Zhen Shuaiqi swallowed hard and said tremblingly: "Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang, I was wrong. I never dare to..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Yue interrupted him mercilessly and said in a cold tone: "I will give you two options now. One, I will chop up your whole family and feed it to the dogs! Two, you can obtain the forgiveness of little brother Ning, and I may be able to spare you a life."

Life."

"Du-du-du--"

After saying this, a busy sound came from the receiver.

Jiang Yue rubbed his temples. Zhen Shuaiqi had spoken rudely to him and was already dead. But before that, he had to use him to dispel Ning Xiaofan's anger.

After hanging up the phone, Zhen Shuaiqi stood there blankly, surrounded by deathly silence.

"what's the situation?"

An Ran frowned slightly, why did Zhen Shuaiqi feel like he had lost his soul after answering the phone?

Only Ning Xiaofan had a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth, and with his extraordinary hearing, he could naturally hear the voice on the phone clearly.

"Dad, who is it?"

Zhen Yingjun asked casually, but when Zhen Shuaiqi didn't respond, he thought it was nothing.

He smiled coldly, took the mobile phone from Zhen Shuaiqi's hand, and threw it to the ground with a crazy and cool gesture!

Snapped!

The phone screen suddenly became covered with snowflakes.

Zhen Yingjun even rushed forward and stomped on it until it was smashed to pieces and the circuit board was exposed.

In the end, he spat on it with thick phlegm, "Bah! You damn poor guy still uses an iPhone 8, so he's just pretending to be crazy!"

Ning Xiaofan: "I x#$%t^u*..."

"unacceptable!"

An Ran was so angry that she clenched her teeth.

Zhen Shuaiqi had just come to his senses and was completely stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Brothers, come on over and kill this kid." Zhen Yingjun waved his hand in a sultry manner, dragging him like a gangster boss.

"I'll ride on my horse and kill you first!!"

The bodyguard had just rolled up his sleeves when Zhen Shuaiqi slapped Zhen Yingjun hard in the face.

Snapped!!!

There was a blast like a firecracker, and before Zhen Yingjun could react, he completed a 720-degree turn in the air, and his nosebleeds spurted out in a spiral.

this……

More than a dozen bodyguards looked at each other. The chairman must have gone crazy, he actually beat his own son.

An Ran was also stunned. Could it be that Zhen Shuaiqi took the wrong medicine?

"Plop!"

Zhen Shuaiqi didn't even look at Zhen Yingjun, and suddenly knelt down in front of Ning Xiaofan.

"Ning...Mr. Ning, I, I, I...I was wrong! I can't see Mount Tai!"

"I'm blind!"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Every time he said something, Zhen Shuaiqi slapped himself in the face with all his strength, as if the face was not his own.

The bodyguards were completely confused, their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

The chairman of a group with a market value of over 1 billion, actually knelt down in front of an unknown boy and slapped himself wildly?

Could it be that they are collectively sleepwalking?!

Ning Xiaofan ignored him and walked straight towards the pile of scrapped mobile phones, his heart almost bleeding!

This iPhone 8 cost him a full NT$10,000, and he died without even using it for two months.

You know, ten thousand yuan is half a year's income in their rural areas!

"Mr. Ning...Mr. Ning...I...I will buy you a new one later...No, no, no, I will buy you ten more! One hundred more!"

Zhen Shuaiqi ran over in a hurry, his forehead covered with big beads of sweat.

"Dad, you...what's wrong with you?"

Zhen Yingjun stood up and covered his swollen face, his eyes full of shock and astonishment.

"Beat me... beat me to death!!" Zhen Shuaiqi pointed at him and screamed like a killing pig.

"Didn't you hear what I said?!" He roared again.

"Yes Yes……"

More than a dozen bodyguards did not dare to disobey, so they could only surround Zhen Yingjun and beat and kick him.

"Ah... Ouch! It hurts, help... help!!"

Zhen Yingjun let out a series of shrill screams, which scared An Ran to the point where he didn't dare to look any further. It was simply too violent and bloody.

"Mr. Ning, you see this is a complete misunderstanding... I didn't expect you and Mr. Jiang to have such a relationship."

Zhen Shuaiqi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a flattering smile: "You are a great man and don't remember the villain's fault. Just let me go. I will definitely give you a satisfactory compensation!"

"Let you go?"

Ning Xiaofan glared at him fiercely, "If I let you go so easily, wouldn't Xiao 8's death be in vain?"

"Who is Xiao 8?"

Zhen Shuaiqi looked confused. Could it be that his son also killed someone?

"That's it."

Ning Xiaofan pointed to his scrapped iPhone 8 and said sadly: "Little 8, little 8, you and I have been dependent on each other. We have shared the joys and sorrows for so many years. I have always taught you and raised you as if you were my own flesh and blood. I never thought that today, a man with white hair would give away a black one."

Send people.”

"..."

Zhen Shuaiqi was sweating. Damn, your phone is not a pet. Do you use it like this?!

He thought so in his heart, but he could only comfort him with a wry smile on his face, "Mr. Ning, there is no resurrection from the dead. Please forgive me and accept the change."

"How about I buy a few new ones for you?" Zhen Shuaiqi asked tentatively.

"Really?" Ning Xiaofan's eyes lit up.

"Of course! Mr. Ning, just tell me how much you want!"

Zhen Shuaiqi patted his chest. He didn't have anything else, but he still had assets worth hundreds of millions. Besides, how much would it cost to buy a few mobile phones?

"That's great..." Ning Xiaofan wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, stood up slowly, and said casually: "Then just get a ten thousand one."

puff!

An Ran next to him almost burst out laughing when he heard this number. One... ten thousand? Is that casual?

"what?!"

Zhen Shuaiqi almost fell to the ground. Ten thousand units, you seem to be fucking kidding me!

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Ning Xiaofan glanced at him strangely, "Didn't you say it's any number?"

"No...no, this is too much..."
To be continued...