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All the museum owners agreed to the alliance, and Wang Bin would not be too involved in the rest. . Instead, he went back to the second floor and chatted with Boss Cheng.

"Mr. Wang, your action is not small!" Boss Cheng said with a smile, his tone full of admiration.

"Boss Cheng, you are ridiculous! I am just making a suggestion to start the process, and I won't do the rest."

Boss Cheng toasted with a glass of wine, and Wang Bin felt quite honored. This old gentleman later killed less than half of the Japanese soldiers in the devil's capital. Although he was a gangster, he was more worthy of admiration than many white gangsters.

Seeing the discussion downstairs coming to an end, Boss Cheng suddenly asked Wang Bin a question, "Mr. Wang, do you really not want to consider becoming the leader?"

Wang Bin listened and smiled, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.

"Boss Cheng, back then I fought hard and sacrificed everything for my status, but in the end I lost everything..." At this point, Wang Bin took out the pocket watch out of habit and stroked it gently.

Boss Cheng took a look and sighed, "Mr. Wang is also a man with stories!"

"I don't want to earn this, but I just see the country is in trouble, how can I ignore it?" Wang Bin put away his pocket watch, "If possible, I would rather open a restaurant and stay away from it all."

"I admire you! I promise, Cheng Daqi, that as long as you need money and people, I can support you. Just say it, no problem!" Boss Cheng made his promise.

Wang Bin didn't say much, just picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of wine in return. This clinking of glasses laid the foundation of the martial alliance.

Sun Lutang walked up. Wang Bin and Boss Cheng hurriedly stood up to greet him. This man had a lot of blood on his hands and was a real killing master.

"Senior Sun, why did you come up in person? Let me know and I will go find you." Wang Bin respectfully helped the old man sit down on the sofa slowly.

"Young man, what a great idea! I will contact a few old brothers to let the Japanese know that we are not easy to mess with!" Mr. Sun, now seventy years old, has a very high status in the martial arts world.

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Sun." Wang Bin brought a cup of tea to the old man.

"Young man, are you sure you don't want to be the leader?" Mr. Sun also asked the same question as Boss Cheng.

"It's inappropriate and inappropriate." Wang Bin answered simply without any hesitation.

Wang Bin's answer made Mr. Sun and Boss Cheng laugh.

"Can you answer my last question?" Mr. Sun asked with a smile.

"Mr. Sun, what do you mean?"

"Why are there so many foreigners around you?" Mr. Sun asked many people's questions.

Wang Bin was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer. It was not that he had not thought about it, but he had never thought of a suitable reason, a reason that his colleagues would accept.

"This concerns me