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Chapter 68 Overlord's Meal

Chapter 68 Overlord’s Meal

Ding Junfeng's hometown is Longzhou. He himself has been engaged in illegal drug trade in Kunming City, 1,000 kilometers away for a long time, and made a lot of money. Later, he quit and returned to Longzhou, investing in the hotel business, and gradually involved in singing and dancing.

Halls, game halls, baths, casinos and other entertainment and leisure industries.

Of course, his hands were not washed, and his subordinates engaged in some illegal and criminal activities. He turned a blind eye and showed complete connivance.

Later, during the severe crackdown at the end of the year, the Dongchuang incident occurred, more than 20 people in Ding Junfeng's gang were arrested, and the entire army was wiped out.

Ding Junfeng was also sentenced to death and was shot shortly after.

Chen Long watched Ding Junfeng and others passing by him with great dignity, and couldn't help but feel sad for him in his heart.

Now he is so prosperous, but he doesn't know that King Yama has already checked his name, and he still has half a year to live a good life at most.

Of course, this has nothing to do with him.

Such people deserve to die.

He just wants to find his younger brother.

He took long strides and walked towards the gate of New Century Entertainment City.

There are many security guards in the entertainment city, and there are several at the entrance. Each one is wearing a security uniform, with a walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and a baton on his waist.

The gatehouse is tall and grand, with project introductions for the entire entertainment city next to it. The first floor is the reception, shopping and dining hall, the second floor is the billiards and game hall, the third floor is the massage and bathing center, the fourth floor is the dance hall, and the fifth floor is the office area.

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He walked straight to a security guard at the door: "Brother, I want to ask something."

"What's up?"

"Do you know Chen Bing, who works as a security guard here?"

"Who are you to him?"

"I'm his brother."

"He just went out with Boss Jin."

"Where have you gone?"

"Just follow this street and keep going straight ahead."

"Thanks, brother."

Chen Long patted the security guard on the shoulder and walked quickly towards the right section of Binjiang Road.

At this time, Chen Bing and others were eating in a hot pot restaurant. Six or seven people gathered around, eating with gusto and enthusiasm. There were more than a dozen empty beer bottles on the table.

The leader was a man in his early 30s, with a leopard's head and a tiger's head, a dark face, and a bunch of bright gold necklaces hanging around his neck.

This guy's name is Jin Feihu, and he is a small boss responsible for the security of the entertainment city's dance hall. Some people call him Brother Jin, and some people call him Brother Hu.

It was now 1:30 in the afternoon, it was already past dinner time, and there were not many customers in the hot pot restaurant. Basically, they were the only ones at this table.

Several waiters are starting to clean.

The owner of the hot pot restaurant was sitting behind the counter counting money and counting the results of the morning.

"Brothers, are you full? If not, continue to order. You must eat and drink well."

Jin Feihu asked generously and boldly, his mouth full of oil and water.

"I am full."

"Drink."

Chen Bing and the other gangsters all agreed with great satisfaction.

"Bingba——" Jin Feihu looked around and winked.

Chen Bing also looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He quickly took something out of his pocket and threw it into the hot pot basin.

Jin Feihu raised his wine glass: "Brothers, drink, after drinking this glass, everyone gets to work."

Everyone was in high spirits, raised their glasses one after another, clinked them, and drank them all in one gulp.

Then, Chen Bing used chopsticks to fish in the hot hot pot soup for a while, and picked out a small dead mouse. He suddenly screamed: "Ah! Mouse!"

Suddenly, several gangsters screamed:

"mouse!"

"Damn rat!"

"Wow, that's so disgusting!"

Some of the gangsters screamed, some vomited, and they were in a mess.

Snapped!

Jin Feihu slammed the table, his face was livid and furious: "Boss, come here!"

There was a young couple in the hot pot restaurant, both in their 30s and chubby. They didn't know what was going on, so they walked over quickly.

"Brothers, what's going on?"

The fat boss asked puzzledly.

Chen Bing stood up angrily and handed the dead mouse to him: "Look, what did you give us to eat?"

The fat boss was shocked: "Ah! Rat! What's going on?"

"what happened?

It was fished out of the hot pot soup, what do you think happened! Brothers are all sick to death now!"

The proprietress quickly shook her head and waved her hands: "No, no, no, this definitely has nothing to do with our store. There can be no mice in our hot pot soup!"

Chen Bing roared ferociously: "Then you mean we set it off ourselves?

I’m so full that I’m full!”

"You yourself know whether you set it off yourself!"

The landlady was also very angry.

She knew in her heart that there would never be such a thing in her hot pot soup!

It’s even more impossible in the ingredients!

Anyone with a little bit of brains knows that this group of people must have brought it themselves and wanted to eat the Overlord meal!

Snapped!

The shop owner waved: "Xiao Cui, all of you, come here."

Three waiters hurriedly walked to them.

"Xiao Cui, did you see someone put a dead mouse in this pot?"

The three waiters shook their heads.

Snapped!

Jin Feihu slapped the table hard, stood up, and said with a gloomy face: "Damn it, I ate well, but a dead mouse lost my appetite. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat for days and nights."

, believe it or not, I smashed your hotpot restaurant!"

The remaining gangsters all stood up, stared at the boss and his wife fiercely, and cursed each one of them.

The fat boss didn't want to cause trouble, so he grabbed his wife and said with a smile on his face: "Brothers, we really don't know why there are dead mice in the hot pot. Maybe we are careless. So, let's treat today's meal as a treat.

I hope all brothers will understand me."

Jin Feihu snorted coldly: "It's not that cheap. We have to pay for our mental losses. There are 6 of us, 1,000 yuan each, a total of 6,000 yuan!"

"Ah, 6,000 yuan!"

The fat boss shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, this is too much!"

Bang!

Jin Feihu picked up an empty wine bottle and smashed it on the table: "Is 6,000 yuan too much? I don't want a penny. I'll smash your store!"

Suddenly, the other gangsters picked up the beer bottles and smashed them on the table.

Chen Bing was even more decisive. There was a crash and the entire table was overturned. The hot pot soup was spilled on the floor and the cups and bowls were in a mess.

"Tell me! Lose money or destroy the store!"

He pointed at the shop owner and his wife and said fiercely.

"Husband, let's... let's call the police!"

The landlady hid behind her husband and said timidly.

Chen Bing pointed at her nose: "Report it! It's best to call the police station, health bureau, quality supervision bureau, consumer association, etc., all here!"

"I don't believe it. You added dead mice to the hot pot and it's still reasonable!"

"Brother Hu, don't you have a friend in the newspaper office? Give him a call and ask him to come over. There is a good news here!"


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