Afa looked at the elegantly dressed Ji Bu in front of him with a disdainful expression:
"It's not that I, Ah Fa, look down on you. If Brother Kun hadn't protected you, you would have been a fucking loser!"
He stretched out his hand and pulled Jibu's collar and smoothed out the wrinkles in his shirt: "What's wrong with wearing a suit and tie? Can you kill someone?"
"Hahaha"
Suddenly several people burst into laughter and sneered.
"I'm telling you."
Ah Fa had someone standing in line, he was confident and stood up straight:
"If Brother Kun hadn't given you a few eye-catching beauties, I could have killed three of you, Ji Bu!"
"No, five!"
He stretched out his palm without paying any attention to Ji Bu.
"Crack!"
Ji Bu suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Ah Fa's outstretched finger and broke it with force, making a cracking sound.
He leaned forward, pressed Afa's neck and pushed him directly onto the conference table.
With his right hand, he took the dagger on the table and stabbed Ah Fa repeatedly in the abdomen.
"Pfft pfft"
A dull voice sounded, and the splattered blood stained the tabletop red. Afa's body twitched, and he instantly lost his resistance.
"Kill me?"
Ji Bu inserted the bloody dagger into the table and wiped the blood on Ah Fa's clothes without looking at Ah Fa who threw himself on the street:
"How many of them are enough for you?!"
The blood stains on his white shirt only added to his anger.
He grabbed Ah Fa by his collar and pulled him up from the table. He said in a calm tone: "If I give you a chance, you'll be useless. If I give you a chance, you won't be useless."
"Friend, the most important thing in life is to be content and happy. When I gave you dividends, you didn't want it. Now, you are not even qualified for dividends."
Ah Fa looked weak and was breathing heavily, his white lips twitching, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Everyone was dumbfounded at the sudden scene in front of them. No one expected that Ji Bu would do it right away.
Simple and neat.
"From now on, follow my rules!"
Ji Bu threw Afa to the ground, glanced at everyone with sharp eyes, and repeated loudly: "After I have finished speaking, who is in favor and who is against?"
There was silence.
The remaining dozen or so chatters all had different expressions, their eyes flickering as they mentally weighed whether or not to fight Ji Bu to the end.
If you go against Ji Bu, will you be able to stand till the end? If not, then you have to obediently hand over your territory to others.
"you!"
When Ji Bu saw no one replying, his eyes fell on A Qiang and he raised his hand: "Do you agree or disagree?!"
Just now.
This pouncer was the one who supported Afa to do it against him.
"I object no no no!"
Aqiang's body trembled. After realizing that he had said something wrong, he shook his head desperately: "I agree, I agree. Boss Ji will have the final say in the future."
Said.
He was about to reach for the phone on the table: "I'm going to call my boys right now and ask them to come over and follow Boss Hou Ji's orders."
"Depend on!"
Ji Bu held down Aqiang's arm as he was about to take the phone: "Are you so damn obedient? You were not like this just now!"
"Boss Ji!"
Aqiang's mouth twitched, and he looked at Ji Bu timidly, trying to pull his hand back: "Listen to me."
"The Yan family shovel! I'm a very vindictive person!"
Ji Bu grabbed the dagger stuck on the side with his right hand and pressed it down hard. The sharp blade instantly cut off his fingers.
The neatly cut severed finger even wriggled a few times on the table.
"ah!"
Aqiang screamed, retracted his arm and covered his palm with no fingers, screaming in agony.
"I am a person who holds grudges!"
Ji Bu frowned, stopped looking at Aqiang, took out a tissue and wiped the blood on his hands, and glanced at the other whisperers present:
"Mr. Lu Xun, a well-known writer in my country, once said this in his unpublished work:
If you own a door and someone is willing to trade it with you for a window, but you don’t have the ability to protect it, you should learn to compromise.”
"Everyone should cherish that you still have the right to choose now."
"Abu!"
Boss Ji stood up and looked at Ji Bu, who had already transformed greatly compared to the first time he came into contact with him:
"If we hand over our manpower to you, we will have no guarantee at all. Who can guarantee whether you will fall out in the future and annex us?"
"Brother Ji."
Ji Bu looked at the big boss Ji who was standing on the opposite side with a smile: "I, Ji Bu, will do what I say, and I will keep my promise."
"This is my promise to you."
Boss Ji looked at Ji Bu without saying anything.
After several seconds.
He sat down and said, "Okay, from now on my territory will be decided by Boss Ji, and I will wait for Boss Ji to make us rich."
"Me too."
"Me too."
"Me too."
Following Big Brother Ji's statement, everyone began to express their wishes, fearing that they would end up like Afa.
So far.
This is the end of the drama of drinking and releasing military power.
With so many whisperers present, why did they all choose to hand over their territory and manpower at this moment, leaving Ji Bu to do all the talking?
Because they don't have the wolfish nature of Ji Bu.
Although there are many people talking, but each person has one mind, no one can guarantee that he will be able to gain a firm foothold in the next struggle.
If you can't stand firmly, you will have to throw yourself completely into the street.
That being the case.
Taking the initiative to cooperate now is the best outcome.
Because everyone has been on the road for so long, who can guarantee that these gossips can really stand on the same front from beginning to end?
No one can guarantee that.
Mr. Lu Xun once said:
In a dark room, you want to open a window. When many people object, you say that you need to remove the roof to let in sunlight.
At this time, those who were originally opposed to you opening the windows began to agree with you.
In the next few days.
The entire area of Tsim Sha Tsui has undergone earth-shaking changes.
With Andy and Ah Chi taking over quickly, there was only one man's voice in the mixed territory that was originally full of gossips:
Jibu.
With the unification of the territories, the various debts and bad debts that were entangled with each other due to the overlapping territories have also come to fruition.
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Ocean.
In the office.
“Not bad, not bad.”
Lin Kun checked the latest financial report and took a sip of coffee: "Abu, your efficiency is pretty good."
Naturally, he had also heard about the unification of his own territory: "Even I wouldn't dare to think about the idea of taking action against so many whisperers."
"Not only did you do it, the most important thing is that you did it so fast. It really surprised me."
"hehe."
Ji Bu smiled reservedly and said casually: "Their advantage is that they have more people, but their disadvantage is also that they have more people."
"It's difficult to fight them one by one, but it saves a lot of trouble to bring them together and kill the weakest one in front of them, cutting through the mess with a sharp knife."
"Um."
Lin Kun nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the calendar hanging beside him: "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon."
"As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, I will take you to meet people who want to do new business."
"It's been so long, it's time to introduce you to the industry. With your ability, I guess I can retire soon."
"New business?"
Ji Bu narrowed his eyes, he was finally coming.
He smiled: "Brother Kun, it's still early for you. Don't be in a hurry to retire. I'll learn first. Let's take our time and earn 300 million first."
"Hahaha"
Lin Kun raised his head and laughed, feeling very relieved.
