Feng Kun endured the pain, his big face couldn't help twitching, and big beads of sweat fell down. He gritted his teeth, his face turned red, and he looked at Shen Feng fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive with hatred. 1 kind.
Shen Feng sneered a few times, grabbed the cigar Feng Kun was holding in his right hand, and slapped it hard on the back of Feng Kun's left hand.
"Ah! You just want to talk about something when you are riding on a horse, but you do it without saying a word. If you are riding on a horse, you are looking for death!"
This time Feng Kun couldn't bear it anymore and cursed loudly.
"We can talk about it this time! Give me a pleasant word, do you agree, or do you agree?"
Shen Feng had a naughty smile on his lips, sitting next to Feng Kun, looking at him coldly, speaking unhurriedly, holding the lighter on the table in his hand, and playing with it constantly.
Feng Kun couldn't help but swallow when he saw Shen Feng opening and closing the lighter, closing and opening it again and again. He believed that if he didn't agree, this god of death would really light him as a candle.
Feng Kun's face became very ugly. He had been a big boss for so many years and had never been threatened like this. However, he also knew in his heart that a good man would not suffer the immediate losses and keep the green hills. He was not afraid of running out of firewood. As long as he could recover slowly, This revenge must be avenged!
"Okay, okay, okay, if you're cruel, I'll admit defeat! I promise to give you half of my territory, so that's okay!"
Feng Kun gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, but his heart was filled with hatred.
"Hehehe, let me tell you, Brother Kun will definitely agree, because 1 it seems that Brother Kun is the one who does big things. People who do big things don't stick to trivial matters. They will definitely not care about these small things, let alone retaliate against me. I That’s right!”
Shen Feng put the lighter into his pocket and said with a smile.
Feng Kun was so angry that he turned his head to the side and snorted angrily, which was considered as a promise. If looks could kill, Shen Feng would have been cut into eight pieces and he would not be able to die again.
"Since Brother Kun is so cooperative, please give me the real estate certificate of this 'Storm' nightclub, the company's property rights, shares and other documents.
Just treat it as a mortgage. If Brother Kun regrets or wants to cause trouble for me in the future, this ‘Storm’ nightclub will be ours from now on. I believe Brother Kun won’t refuse, right?”
Shen Feng squinted at Feng Kun, put forward another condition, and said briskly.
"What! Are you trying too hard to get ahead of yourself? I promised you half of the territory. What else do you want?
Do we have to fight to the death, or let’s give it a try and see if you can get out of here alive!”
Feng Kun was immediately furious when he heard this condition. He looked at Shen Feng with a ferocious face, clenched his right hand with exposed veins, and shouted loudly as if he was about to have an attack.
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Shen Feng frowned and took out his ears, then took out the lighter from his pocket without making a sound, opened it with a "pop", and a green flame spurted out, making a "hissing" sound. sound.
When Feng Kun saw the lit lighter, he was so frightened that he quickly ducked to the side. He looked at Shen Feng with horrified eyes, as if he saw the god of death coming.
This lighter specially designed for lighting cigars is also called a blowtorch, which is equivalent to a small flamethrower. If you light it on your body, it will definitely burn a hole. Just thinking about it makes you scared to death.
"Okay, okay, I agree, I agree, why don't you turn off the lighter first? I agree?"
Feng Kun quickly shouted loudly.
He had seen that Shen Feng did not follow the routine and took action whenever he was told, without any hesitation. If he was a little slower, he was afraid that Shen Feng would give him a blow when he came up, and it would be too late to regret it.
Shen Feng smiled and nodded, then gently closed the lighter, put it back in his pocket, and said with satisfaction: "I knew Brother Kun would agree, look, I guessed it right!
Where are those documents? Tell me and I'll get them. Why bother Brother Kun? Do you think so?"
Feng Kun's face twitched with anger, and he said angrily: "The file is placed in a secret compartment. Only I can open it, so I don't need to trouble you. I will open it myself."
"Oh, that's it. Okay, give me the documents and I'll leave now."
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Shen Feng looked at Feng Kun playfully, and while speaking softly, he grabbed the dagger stuck on the table and pulled it out fiercely.
"Ah! How much hatred I have against you on horseback. You tortured me so much, and I will fight you on horseback!"
Feng Kun couldn't bear the pain anymore. He yelled and cursed, tears streaming down his face. There was a wound more than 1 inch long on the palm of his left hand. Blood was everywhere. It was bloody and very scary.
"Didn't you say you want to get the documents yourself? If I don't pull out the dagger, I'm asking you, how do you get it?"
Shen Feng took the dagger and wiped it on Feng Kun's clothes, and said unhurriedly.
"I, I, I"
Feng Kun opened his mouth wide and choked for a moment, unable to speak.
He glared at Shen Feng fiercely, endured the pain, quickly stood up and took out a white towel from the closet next to him, and wrapped it tightly around his left hand. His face looked much paler.
Feng Kun wrapped up his injured left hand under Shen Feng's gaze, came to the wall of the desk, took off a picture of a tiger descending the mountain with his hand, and then pressed his hand on the surrounding area to open a small hidden grid. The safe inside was revealed.
Feng Kun turned his head and looked at Shen Feng, who was standing behind him with a smile. He carefully moved his body forward to block Shen Feng's sight. Then he placed his right thumb on the fingerprint recognition area. After the scan passed, he entered again carefully. After a long string of passwords, a "click" sound was heard, and the safe was opened.
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Feng Kun opened the safe and found several bundles of red tickets, worth more than 100,000 yuan. Under the tickets was a thick stack of documents, including passports, documents, real estate certificates, etc.
There was a glint in Feng Kun's eyes. He pretended to look through it with his hands, and slowly turned to the last document. He suddenly lifted the last document, revealing a black pistol underneath.
"You can ride on your horse and die!"
Feng Kun grabbed the pistol and turned around quickly, with a fierce look in his eyes, and shouted loudly.
When he turned around with the pistol, he realized that there was no one behind him, "Hey, where is the person?"
Just when Feng Kun looked confused, he felt a stinging pain in his ankles, and his hands and feet suddenly became numb.
"Ah! You, you, why are you here?"
Feng Kun lowered his head and found Shen Feng hiding under his desk, waving to him and smiling.
Before Feng Kun finished speaking, he felt his eyes go dark, the world was spinning, and with a "plop", he fell to the ground and fell into coma.