"I can still fight!"

Feng Chunmei's face changed and she swung back again.

After Zhou Wenqiang knocked him to the ground, he did not draw his gun to take his life. Obviously, there was still a chance.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two figures intertwined for a few times, and this time Feng Chunmei was even more miserable. She felt that Zhou Wenqiang was simply not a human being, and she became stronger than before.

There are no fancy moves at all, they are powerful, they are as fast as lightning, and their muscles and bones are as strong as steel. Every collision makes him feel extremely painful and want to call him a mother.

This time, he only persisted for two minutes, and then he was hit by Zhou Wenqiang with a punch. The pain was so painful that he arched his body like a shrimp. He maintained this position and flew nearly three meters away before falling to the ground.

"Wow......"

Feng Chunmei struggled and stood up, and bent down and vomited continuously. Zhou Wenqiang's punch really made all the old sour water from the bottom of his abdomen.

"Do you want to try again?"

Zhou Wenqiang looked at Feng Chunmei and secretly praised in his heart. Although the punch just now retained strength, it still had nearly half a ton of strength. If it were ordinary people who did not die, they would suffer severe internal injuries. They would basically be inseparable from bed in the second half of their life.

Feng Chunmei is doing Huang Ye. She is soaked in the powder pile every day and can maintain such physical fitness. She is worthy of being a tycoon in the Kowloon City.

"Mr. Zhou, I am far from your opponent, and it is impossible for me to hold on for ten minutes in your hands.

I lost, you shoot..."

Feng Chunmei's face was tragic. It was not until this moment that he realized how terrifying Zhou Wenqiang was. Not only did he have a "super brain", but his strategy was comparable to Zhuge's living skills, but his martial arts were even more amazing.

Even more powerful than his dead master.

His master was the number one master in the Forbidden City in the late Qing Dynasty. He was known as the Eagle Claw King. He once fought with the Big Sword King for 300 rounds without a chance to win!

At this moment, he was convinced by Zhou Wenqiang, and he only regretted not paying a visit to Zhou Wenqiang's disciple earlier, but unfortunately it was too late to say anything now.

Li Zhuo glanced at Zhou Wenqiang and was about to draw his gun.

With him here, naturally the boss doesn’t have to do such “dirty work” himself.

Zhou Wenqiang waved his hand at Li Zhuo, shook his head and smiled, "If you ask me to shoot, I will shoot. Do I have any face?

Feng Chunmei, let me tell you the truth, fortunately you didn’t last for ten minutes, otherwise I would be worried that you would be too strong and difficult to control, and instead kill you!

Now you can work hard, have perseverance, and have brains. You are pretty good at abilities, but no matter whether you are smart or martial arts, you are far from my opponent. I can spare your life with confidence."

The so-called "the power of the superiors is unpredictable" is the most effective way to control the inferior.

Zhou Wenqiang first set up this "gamble for life" and then ruthlessly defeated Feng Chunmei. When he was discouraged and thought he would die, he gave him a chance. This is called "turning his hands into clouds, turning his hands into rain."

"Mr. Zhou..."

Feng Chunmei was extremely surprised at first, but then she felt a bone-chilling chill.

From this moment on, he knew that his life had been completely controlled by Zhou Wenqiang. Whether he would continue to live or die was all in the mind of this person.

"From today, I will be your loyal dog!"

Walking slowly to Zhou Wenqiang, Feng Chunmei knelt on her knees, and raised her index finger, middle finger and ring finger to Tian at the same time: "I, Feng Chunmei, swear to Tian!

If you have two hearts for Mr. Zhou in the future, I will let my thunder strike the top of the sky, and I will not die well, be despised by everyone, and be criticized forever!"

"I can't tell that your Mandarin is pretty good."

Zhou Wenqiang nodded: "Get up, I'm not a Hong Kong giant owl, and you are not my real subordinate, so don't call him Mr. Zhou, it's better to call him Sir Zhou."

“Yes, Zhou Sir…”

Feng Chunmei sighed inwardly.

People like Zhou Wenqiang will sooner or later become giant owls of the 1990s. If they can follow, their future achievements will definitely surpass the four major cities.

Unfortunately, people obviously looked down on him and never thought of accepting him as their real subordinate.

At most, it's just to use him.

After all, he was also a master of the Eagle Claw Sect and one of the four former cities. At this moment, he felt a little disappointed.

Zhou Wenqiang also noticed Feng Chunmei's lost expression and smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, take me to your 'red building' to see. I have something to explain to you."

***

‘Red Building’

It is also a big anomaly in Kowloon City. It clearly exists in Kowloon City, the most backward area in Hong Kong and Kowloon, but its luxury is no less than some famous nightclubs and hotels outside.

Some of the beauties are famous for Hong Kong and Kowloon, and are popular brands!

Moreover, the guests also have complex tastes. In the "Red Building", there are many Hong Kong and Kowloon celebrities coming and seeing off. Among them are high-powered ghosts, there are also big businessmen who are rich in half the city, and there are even famous doctors, lawyers, and parliamentarians...

In the illegal land of Kowloon City, these upper class people can completely take off their masks and return to their natural beast sex, and there is no need to worry about the news leaking. Feng Chunmei is indeed smart and has created a safe "red car" for these high-ranking customers, specifically responsible for picking up and dropping off.

This kind of car that uses a Sichuan marathon has a tent on all sides, with faint fragrance inside and beautiful women accompanying you. On the way back and forth, the enks can do whatever they want. Even if they want to "shock", they don't have to worry about being shocked by the gentle Sichuan marathon.

At this moment, Zhou Wenqiang was sitting upright in the "Ya She" of the Red Building, smelling the sweet fragrance, drinking the Wanglaoji herbal tea specially made by Feng Chunmei to flatter, and looking through the list.

"Zhou Sir, the list records some big names who often come to the "Red Building".

In addition to their names and positions, even some of their "special hobbies" are recorded very clearly.

These are all obtained by the girls of the "Red Building" with great effort, and they are definitely more detailed than any official information..."

"Haha, you're all determined."

Zhou Wenqiang slowly looked through the list, but he was a little surprised.

If the information obtained by projecting Liu Fu is more official and belongs to the "right", these lists are more popular and belong to the "strange".

It just happened to make up for his lack of information.

‘Well? Sir Wen Hua, the director of the Auxiliary Department, used to like women’s embroidered shoes the most, and also collected many shoes worn by girls from the Red Chamber?

The collection angle is very unique...

There is also a wealthy congressman who is discussing the political situation who actually loves the most noble lady who is over forty years old. For this reason, he did not hesitate to hook up with another congressman's wife...tsk tsk tsk...'

It was so wonderful. Zhou Wenqiang almost couldn't help but scold the scene when he saw the turn of the peak.

"Yes, these materials are very useful, but they may also cause death.

For your safety, I will let me keep it for you in the future.”

Zhou Wenqiang put away the list and glanced at Feng Chunmei indifferently and said, "Do you remember everything I said just now?"

Feng Chunmei hurriedly said: "Remember, Zhou Sir just explained three things.

First: I have to accept all the territory and assets of Ke Wanchang, Fushoujin and Ditoulong in the shortest time. When the right time is right, someone will come to accept them all, and it will not matter to me in the future.

Second: Mr. Zhou Sir has a lot of people and allows me to continue to run the "Red Building", but I can no longer do anything like forcing good people to become prostitutes. If there are any girls who were forced to leave before, I cannot stop them and I will also give them enough "entrepreneurship funds".

Even if they want to stay, they will still have to compensate for a 'mental loss'...

Third: In the future, the "Honglou" and I will listen to Zhou Sir's orders. I will do whatever Zhou Sir explains, and we must never question it."

"You can actually question it."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "Then we can try again. How long will it take me to take your life?"

Feng Chunmei suddenly felt trembling in her heart: "I dare not, I dare not try anymore.

Zhou Sir, I still want to live well..."

"Okay, you are indeed a smart person. Smart people just need to live longer than stupid people."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and stood up and said, "The matter on your side is over, but I still have to look for someone in Jiulong Village.
Chapter completed!