Hong Kong films: You're promoting Chan Ho-nam, but Uncle Tung is very unhappy.

He slowly sat up from the ground.

Sitting in the car, Fang Ting watched Lin Dong walk towards her and quickly composed herself.

To be honest, although Lin Dong's behavior was somewhat violent and bloody, it has to be admitted that it was very manly.

Lin Dong got back into the car.

boom! !

Close the car door!

Fang Ting saw that Lin Dong's body was stained with some bright red blood, and there was a strong smell of blood!

It filled the entire carriage.

However, she did not show any obvious signs of discomfort in her expression or actions.

After all, the man in front of her was much more dangerous.

My heart is still pounding as I recall the scene of his fight!

Seeing the bloodstains on Lin Dong's body, Fang Ting felt really uncomfortable, so she tentatively said...

"Um, do you want me to clean this up?"

Hearing Fang Ting say that, Lin Dong sneered: "Oh? Miss Fang means to help me clean up? I'm truly flattered."

Just finished.

Lin Dong deliberately moved his body back, 'friendly' making some space for Fang Ting to have easier access.

Fang Ting's eyes widened, and she looked at Lin Dong with some surprise.

This

Their skin is thicker than a city wall!

really

A surge of anger welled up inside her, and she was about to reprimand him. After all, she was Jiang Tiansheng's woman; how could she let another man have her?

but.

She quickly dismissed the idea, recalling the scene of him fighting ten against one.

Just thinking about what just happened makes my scalp tingle!

Fang Ting had no choice but to turn her head to the side, grip the seatbelt tightly, and let out a soft 'humph' sound.

Lin Dong then adjusted his posture, moving the chair forward to a comfortable position.

after that.

Lin Dong turned to Fang Ting and said in a somewhat lazy tone, "Miss Fang, you'd better hurry."

I feel very uncomfortable right now, and my hands tend to shake and become unsteady.

"If I were to hurt someone as beautiful as Miss Fang, I couldn't take the responsibility."

Fang Ting gripped the seatbelt tightly, her eyes fixed straight ahead: "Go ahead."

The words fell.

Lin Dong started the car and began to drive forward.

Until Lin Dong's car completely disappeared from A Jie's sight.

Ah Jie then clutched his wound, slowly walked to the stone steps, and sat down.

It took a while.

He gripped the card tightly in his hand, and although he was very weak, his expression was calm, as if he had been relieved.

After resting for a while, Lin Dong, dragging his somewhat tired body, stumbled and walked in another direction.

While driving.

silence.

Recalling the white-clad man on the street in Tsuen Wan who had asked for 300,000 HKD without batting an eye, Lin Dong handed him a card with 300,000 HKD in hand.

But that's not all! There's more!

He was just a nobody in Hung Hing, and besides, he was her driver.

Three hundred thousand!!

A full HK$300,000!!

How could they suddenly come up with so much money?!

Moreover, according to Jiang Tiansheng's boss B, he stayed in the ancestral hall for eight years!

During this period, there cannot be any deposits!

He made several Category III films to earn money, but he didn't have that much money on hand.

Could it be that after he gets out, he'll just rob Yin Xing?!

This man is becoming more and more mysterious.

Along the way, Fang Ting couldn't help but ask Lin Dong, "You just spent 300,000 without batting an eye in Tsuen Wan. Where did that money come from?"

“You’re not a member of Hung Hing. A member of Hung Hing wouldn’t be able to come up with this much money.”

Lin Dong drove, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, answering Fang Ting's questions.

“Brother B has a lot of territories under his control, and all this money comes from protection money.”

Extorting protection money?!

Fang Ting looked puzzled: "Three hundred thousand is a lot; it's enough to recruit a bunch of underlings."

"Why only give it to one person? Isn't that a huge waste?"

No one could understand Lin Dong's behavior.

Others recruit followers in large numbers, but if Lin Dong recruits followers like this, how much money would he have to spend!

Lin Dong smiled calmly, as if he had everything under control: "He alone is enough. For me, the key to recruiting followers is quality, not quantity."

"Aren't you afraid he'll take the money and disappear?" Fang Ting asked.

Lin Dong simply replied, "Trust those you employ, and don't employ those you don't trust."

That makes sense.

Fang Ting didn't continue speaking and obediently looked out the window.

We arrived at Jiang Tiansheng's villa.

The villa looks luxurious and grand; in short, it can be described in two words: extravagant!

Fang Ting stepped gracefully out of the car, and Lin Dong carried her bags of various sizes to the villa entrance.

Two henchmen walked straight towards Lin Dong and took the things from his hands.

Apart from Fang Ting, no one else is allowed to enter this villa without Jiang Tiansheng's permission.

After safely delivering Fang Ting to her destination, Lin Dong immediately drove towards his own location.

Chapter Fourteen: Fighting Techniques Upgraded Again!! The Restless Pheasant!

Bar No. 8.

Having just dropped Fang Ting off, Lin Dong heard that extremely familiar, mechanical voice in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for subduing the assassin A-Jie and obtaining a mid-level physique enhancement potion and a combat mastery manual.]

[Rewards are being distributed at 50%, 80%, or 100% completion.]

[Distribution successful. The potion has been stored in the system space. Please claim it promptly!]

The next moment!

All the essentials and tactics of the fighting manual appeared in his mind.

Fighting skills have improved to a new level!

Subsequently.

He took out the enhancement potion from the system space and drank it down in one gulp.

I felt all the muscles in my body begin to tense up!

Physical fitness is constantly being strengthened!

At that moment, a transparent panel appeared in my mind.

Name: Lin Dong

Power: 40

Constitution: 45

Speed: 44

Spirit: 45