Seating at the entrance of the hall.

At this time, the white-headed man was wearing a white embroidered Tang suit, with a tea cup next to his hand, sitting on the chair with a peaceful expression, laughing: "Aluo, the money is ready, sit down next to me, some uncles have something to ask you."

"Pick".

The white-headed man reached out and opened the small cash box on the coffee table, which was placed in it with a thick stack of plaques.

The white-headed man did not take out the 20 million Hong Kong dollars. The box was not a check, but a stack of store and building land deeds.

All these shops and buildings are located in the city of Xiangjiang. You can sell them out quickly and get rid of them. If you exchange them for a large amount of Hong Kong dollars, the value is absolutely stable enough to 20 million.

"Okay, ask if you have anything to say."

"I know everything, I can say everything." Lei Luo saw the deed in the money box, pulled the corner of his mouth, showed a smile, and strode to the position beside the white-headed man and sat down.

At this moment, although he was not wearing Tang suits or Hanfu, he still raised his palms and swept his thighs, sitting in a very upright and grand posture.

After he sat down, he swept the lobby fiercely.

I saw three posters and eight major street owners, all wearing various clothes, sitting in two rows with serious expressions. They all looked smart and looked at him in a deep and conscientious manner.

Just kidding, these majestic big shots in the Jiulong Village now look up at Luo Ge. You can tell who is higher and lower in status at a glance.

Not to mention the status of Inspector General Hua in the future, just the power of Inspector Kowloon Hua now, he is qualified to sit first among other Kowloon City bosses.

What's more, he is a guest, and Jiulong City is the master.

As the owner, there is no reason to neglect the guests, Baitou Weng is naturally willing to let his son-in-law sit beside him to demonstrate Lei Luo's status.

Then, Chen Wushu also carried the Tang sword and walked through the hall, standing beside Lei Luo with his hands behind his back.

The big guys in the hall also turned their eyes, stared at Chen Wushu's face, and then turned their eyes to the knife in his hand.

"Ashu, don't worry."

"After the business is completed, I will go to Ahon's room to give you the things."

Lei Luo took advantage of the gap between the big guys before he could speak and said in a low voice to Chen Wushu behind him.

"no problem."

Chen Wushu was serious and his eyes were also looking at the group of big shots in front of him.

The so-called four major building owners here, including Baitou, are all wearing extraordinary Tang suits, demonstrating the status of Kowloon City as the ruler.

On the contrary, the eight major traders wear different clothes, some wear practice clothes and some wear large floral shirts, and their temperaments show the characteristics of the eight major traders.

There is only one thing in common, that is, the twelve big guys are not young. The four major building owners all have gray hair, and they are all over 60 years old. The "Bai-Headed Man" is actually the youngest among the post owners, but because they are "young white", they are now wearing pure white hair.

You should know that it was not that he had the nickname "Bai-Headed Man" when he was old, but that he was called "Bai-Headed Man" when he was young.

The eight major leaders are younger, but they are all young in their forties and fifties, and they cannot see their true young faces.

The four main building owners and the eight-legged masters were the first to live in the Kowloon City Village. Among them, the four main building owners were the village heads of four poor villages in Kowloon, and the eight-legged masters were the ones who went to the city to take refuge and make a living.

With a certain origin, they will naturally be older as big shots.

Of course, there was a horse standing behind the boss at this time, and he stayed by his side and listened when the boss was talking. First, he could provide some advice and advisers, and second, he stayed next to him to defend himself and avoid danger.

Among them, there was a big boss standing behind him, who looked about to be the same age as Chen Wushu.

The two youngest people in the hall are him and Chen Wushu.

However, at this time, he was serving tea and water to the boss and focusing on serving the boss for the meeting.

And his boss quilted the desktop with his fingers, which actually meant that everyone was the first to ask: "A Luo, I heard that if you, the Chief Inspector Hua, are you going to demolish the Kowloon City?"

It’s not that easy to get 20 million. It’s okay for the Baitou Weng to ask them to raise the money, but the money is not the Baitou Weng alone... The Baitou Weng is unable to make arbitrary decisions at all, so he can only try his best to help Lei Luo talk. The whole process is an exchange of interests!

As the people who contributed the money, Lei Luo naturally had to answer.

Lei Luo put his hands on the wooden chair armrest and said very neatly: "Yes! The demolition of Jiulong City is my thanks to you. I have already negotiated with the Governor, and the Governor will divide the houses according to the head..."

"Okay, needless to say." The boss who asked the question suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Lei Luo's words.

"Bang!"

He patted the coffee table with a heavy palm, and his expression was extremely indignant.

What's going on? Lei Luo's expression changed. Unexpectedly, the owner of Zhengnan who asked the question would have such a posture.

The white-headed man's pupils shrank, and he grabbed his hands and shouted: "Didn't you agree to the demolition?"

"Old Bones, I'm lying to you!" The owner of Zhengnan raised his eyebrows and his expression became extremely fierce.

The other ten bigwigs in the hall were all silent and looked at the white-headed man with sympathy expressions.

"Swish!" The young horse who was serving tea to the owner of Zhengnan Tower happened to slap the table and put the teapot in his hand firmly when the boss slapped the table. When the white-headed man questioned, he had already jumped out and slashed at Lei Luo on the seat with a palm.

"Crazy!"

The sharp palm knife broke through the airflow, and the fierce murderous aura brought out the sound of the wind.

Chen Wushu's eyes were quick and fast. He raised the back of the chair with his left hand and lifted the back of the chair two meters behind. He pulled out the Tang sword with his right hand and drew a silver arc in front of him.

"bite!"

A sharp sound rang out, Chen Wushu's heart hung for the first time, and his eyes looked ahead in shock.

palm…

A layer of hot fire actually appeared on the palm of his hand, colliding with the blade! No damage was received!

The sudden attack of the thug is like a demon at this moment!

Cut out the knife weapon with the same force and destroy flesh with the same force?

Which one is strong.

Which one is more lethal?

The answer at this time is just as strong and lethal!

"Pu" The chair under Lei Luo fell steadily. Chen Wushu suddenly guessed the answer in his heart and blurted out, "The thief!"

"Dear Lord Walker, the thief has appeared!"

"Be careful, the thief has seized part of your inheritance power."

"Kill him and take back the remaining pieces of "Spring and Autumn" and take back your inheritance!"

"Suddenly: Be careful! The walking master has encountered a thief!"

"Extra mission is activated: Kill the thief, the rating of this non-week incident has increased by 1! The non-week points are 500!"

"Task failed: Walking Death, Shura Road. Xiangjiang Island is listed on the list of dangerous worlds, and the thief blacklist 1!"

The flame in the palm of the "stealer" was obviously some power in the inheritance...

When Chen Wushu thought of this, his murderous intent quickly rose... He was so bold, dare to steal his things? Then he would pay it back with his life!

This is hope to break the shackles!

At this time, Li Yutang was wearing a white shirt and cloth shoes. He looked at the knife-wielding person opposite and raised a cruel smile in his mouth.

Immediately, he put away his knife and turned to sweep out a whip leg.

"Wait!" The quick and ferocious whip kicked the "brushing" in Chen Wushu's hand with one blow. With a tingling sound, the tip of the knife penetrated the wooden wall, leaving only an exquisite shank outside.
Chapter completed!