I Am King

Back to the nightclub.

Qin Feng slumped on the sofa like Ge You.

I did the math, damn, after giving it to my younger brother and buying the car, there was only less than 100,000 left out of the 300,000, and adding up the remaining money from before, there was only a little over 100,000.

Money! Money!

Why is it that the time I use you is never enough!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng immediately sat up from Ge You's slumped posture.

Damn, I have to make money!

Only with money can you have people, and only with people can you grab territory, and only with territory can you make more money and then recruit more people.

Although tens of thousands is a lot for many ordinary people in Hong Kong Island.

But for Qin Feng, it is far from enough.

But where to get the money?

"Fu Sheng...Fu Sheng".

"Brother Feng, what's wrong?"

Fusheng pushed the door open and asked Qin Feng.

"Has anything happened in the underworld these two days?"

Fusheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "The biggest news these days is that a batch of goods belonging to Wang Bao in Tsim Sha Tsui was seized by the police, and I heard that the payment for the goods is also gone. Wang Bao's younger brothers are now robbing people everywhere, causing a lot of uproar underworld."

"The others are just small gangs fighting each other, nothing worth noting."

When Qin Feng heard this, he instantly became energetic.

Isn’t Wang Bao the person in charge after twelve o’clock in Sha Po Lang?

In this case, the story of SPL has already begun!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng touched his chin

Qin Feng has watched "SPL" several times. Although he can't remember the specific plot, he still remembers the general plot.

It seemed that the money was placed in the trunk of the car by those policemen.

I remember that the sum of money seemed to be about 30 million!

If you get this, you will become rich!

"Fusheng, go and check where the cars of Senior Inspector Chen Guozhong and several of his police officers from the Serious Crime Unit of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station are parked. Pay special attention to his police officers' cars, so hurry up."

"I want to know where their car is tonight."

There is no way. I don’t know where the plot is. If I go too late, by the time Aji kills the policemen under Chen Guozhong and takes the money, what will Qin Feng have to do with it!

"Why are you still standing here? Go to work."

Hearing this, Fusheng looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing him like this, Qin Feng glared at him.

"Are you constipated? I have something to say."

"That crazy guy, you don't want to kill those cops, do you?"

Fu Sheng asked with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Oh..., if I really want to kill those cops, do you dare to do it?"

Qin Feng tapped the table lightly with his fingers, smiling and asking playfully.

"Of course I dare! Brother Feng, you do what I say! If it weren't for Brother Feng, who would know me, Fusheng?"

"If we only kill a few cops, the impact will definitely be huge, especially since they are all from the serious crime squad and there is a senior inspector among them."

"If this is the case, the impact will definitely be huge. Should we prepare a backup plan in advance, or simply put the blame on someone else?"

After hearing Fusheng's answer, Qin Feng smiled.

That's why he handed over the nightclub to Fusheng.

Although Fusheng came from the bottom of society, he knew how to use his brain. He always had a backup plan before doing anything and would never force himself into a dead end.

"Don't worry! We are not going to kill them. We are looking for them for other things."

"Just go find the car and be quick."

"Yes, Crazy Brother."

Hearing that he didn't have to kill the cops, Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, they are soldiers and they are thieves!

Thieves are afraid of soldiers, and soldiers catch thieves with a natural fear.

After sending Fusheng away, Qin Feng first found a small restaurant and had a bowl of barbecued pork rice. I have to say, although the small restaurants nowadays don't have the advanced technology of later generations, the taste is not worse than many big hotels in later generations.

After eating, I went back to sleep. What a dwarf! If you work the night shift and don’t get enough sleep during the day, how can you have the energy to work at night?