"Are you playing with fire with me?"

Zhong Wenze frowned, stared at Wang Bo tightly, and gritted his teeth and scolded: "Playing with fire will kill people!"

"I heard that you are very good at fighting?"

Wang Bo held Zhong Wenze's collar and said in a cold tone: "Then do you want to try again now and escape from under my gun?"

Zhong Wenze raised his eyebrows: "Are you very confident?"

"I don't have confidence."

Wang Bo's tone was a little higher, and he lowered his voice and shouted: "But what if I can do it?"

"You choose whether you want money or death!"

"Make less money and you can continue to earn. If your life is gone, then it will be gone!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Zhong Wenze narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Bo, saying word by word: "How dare you threaten me?"

"Try it?!"

Wang Bo tightened the big black star in his hand unmoved, pressing against Zhong Wenze's neck.

The atmosphere on the deck suddenly became subtle.

Ada had a smile on her face and nodded quite satisfied, very satisfied with Wang Bo's performance.

"Bang!"

Zhong Wenze slapped Wang Bo on the face with a backhand, leaving a bright red palm print on his face with all his strength, and nosebleeds flowed down his nostrils.

"Farewell! You're very kind."

Zhong Wenze shook his arms, tidied up the collar of his shirt that was messed up by Wang Bo, and threw out a string of bank account numbers: "Don't let me see you in Saigon next time, otherwise I'll kill you!"

"Walk!"

After saying that.

He waved his hand and took Zhou Kehua away.

"Hahaha..."

Ada looked at the backs of Zhong Wenze and Zhou Kehua boarding the boat, raised her head and laughed. She came to the two boxes of banknotes, grabbed a handful of them in her hands, and stuffed them into Wang Bo's arms: "It's very good, this is for you."

At this time, Ada felt so happy.

A month ago.

When he was gambling in Ou Island, he met Wang Bo. By chance, he took him to play with him, but this person performed very well and was very good at everything.

This time.

Wang Bo's performance was much beyond his expectations.

I am just a lucky player and lack a character like Wang Bo who dares to play with fire. Wang Bo's performance just now is undoubtedly what he wants.

Seeing Zhong Wenze being defeated, his own discomfort also vented his feelings.

"Thank you, Brother Da!"

Wang Bo looked at Zhong Wenze's back with his eyes flashing, and did not refuse: "It is my honor to be able to do things for Brother Da."

"Um."

Ada nodded deeply and asked someone to put away the banknotes: "From now on, you can follow me and don't follow the younger brother below."

"Go down and deal with the wound."

"OK."

Wang Bo nodded and quickly retreated.

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Twenty minutes later.

Zhong Wenze and Zhou Kehua got ashore and entered the car.

"Brother Ze!"

Zhou Kehua ignited the fire and drove the car, recalling the scene just now: "When did this Bozai get online with a family like Ada and others?"

"If you hadn't told me about this scene just now, I almost fucked him directly. This kid has good acting skills, and I really thought he was going to fight you."

That night.

Zhong Wenze received a call from Wang Bo, asking him to do him a favor, that is, what happened tonight, Zhong Wenze thought about it for a while and agreed.

"This kid has indeed changed a lot."

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head, recalling Wang Bo's expression just now: "It has changed a lot from before."

"Then you are not afraid of him, you are really to you..."

Zhou Kehua was only half of his words: "After all, he has been leaving us for so long. Who knows what he looks like now? What if he betrays you..."

“Everything has two sides.”

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head, and analyzed: "Wang Bo has transformed, he is determined to be big. Although I can't know what he is now, but..."

"Imagine if his loyalty to me has not changed and I helped him, will I still use him on some major occasions in the future?"

"Similarly, since I want to use him in some occasions in the future, I will now take the risk of Wang Bo losing control. Is this the reason?"

“Yes!”

Zhou Kehua was convinced by the words: "Professor Zhong is right, and he is full of convincing words."

"However, the profit of 40% must be 4 million, and the price is a bit high."

"wrong."

Zhong Wenze shook his finger and curled his lips, "This is called early investment. I predicted Wang Bo's future achievements, so I am willing to spend more than one million for him to build momentum."

“In professional terms, this can be called venture capital.”

"It is very successful to invest in him and may also fail. Anyway, you need to invest in advance. Besides, this little money is a waste of money for us."

Zhong Wenze doesn't feel sorry for the money.

All this money is illegal. Once you wait until the Internet is closed, it is definitely unrealistic to try to snatch it in your hands. Now if you spend it, it will be spent.

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The next morning.

Zhong Wenze appeared at the meeting point.

Sir Mo arrived later.

"Haha...Aze, long time no see."

Sir Mo's attitude towards Zhong Wenze was more enthusiastic than usual: "I just said that when I woke up in the morning, the left eyelid was leaping."

"There is good at the left and the right is bad. It turns out that Aze came to find me."

In my impression.

Every time Zhong Wenze takes the initiative to look for him, he will definitely bring good things to him.

"A little superstitious!"

Zhong Wenze took the cigarette handed over by Sir and patted it on his palm: "But let it be, there is really a good thing to bring to you."

"No hurry, no hurry."

Sir Mo waved his hand very reservedly: "We haven't chatted for a long time, so it's okay to chat."

"Don't pretend to be with me, what's the best thing for two big men to communicate with?"

Zhong Wenze made a joke, took out an A4 paper and handed it to Sir Mo: "Good thing."

"oh?"

Sir Mo stopped pretending, opened the A4 paper and flew the dragon and the phoenix danced. The extremely ornamental handwriting appeared in front of him. He picked up his eyelids: "It's good to write, but it turns out that the words are like the other person."

On paper.

Start with the bank to which it belongs.

The specific account and detailed statement number are written below.

One by one, it is very clear.

"This is?"

"This is a transaction between me and a X money gang. I have recorded every specific details. Is this a good thing?"

"hiss..."

Sir Mo subconsciously took a breath, looked at the specific amount marked on it, and his eyes lit up: "When did you play so much?"
To be continued...