I Am King

"Boss, I am Mr. York, who arranged for me to wait for you here."

My name is Ruth.

Just as Qin Feng pushed open the door, the door next door opened at the same time, and a young, long-legged foreign woman came out. Upon seeing Qin Feng, she immediately walked over and extended her hand.

"Hello, Miss Ruth."

Feng Shiba reached out and shook hands with the female ghost.

It has to be said that York, that old guy, is old, but he has a good eye. The person he found fits Qin Fengbo's taste perfectly—long thighs and big butts.

"I wonder if this foreign woman and that fat York guy are having an affair, otherwise it's really disgusting...!"

As he scanned the area from top to bottom, Qin Feng pondered to himself.

"Mr. Qin, shall we go back now?"

I have a car, I can give you a ride.

When Qin Feng's fiery gaze swept over her, Ruth didn't flinch. Instead, she straightened her back, making her already prominent figure even more noticeable.

"Grass, a little bit of wind and frost is nothing, it doesn't matter."

Looking at the canyon below the deep mountains, Qin Feng abandoned those unnecessary thoughts. Who cares about all that? Whether the clothes are good quality or not... I'll only know after I wear them.

"I didn't sleep well last night, so I'd like to find a hotel to have breakfast before resting. I wonder if Miss Ruth would be willing to have breakfast with me?"

"...Of course, no problem. I can do anything for you, boss."

They were all adults, and everyone knew what the other meant. As she spoke, Ruth's beautiful eyes darted around, and she took a step forward, pressing her entire body against Qin Feng.

"Long live the madman, this is the police station..."

Ma Jun came out of the interrogation room just in time to see this scene. His fist, which he had just released, was clenched again and cracked loudly.

What do they think this place is, some kind of ranch?

"Let's go, let's go now."

Qin Feng chuckled, put his arm around Ruth's slender waist, and swaggered outside.

When he arrived at the door, Qin Feng saw the elderly people standing there and nodded in satisfaction.

This is what professionalism is all about.

The old men and women standing at the door, Qin Feng didn't know their ages, but at least their hair was half-white. The ones at the front were all completely white and were leaning on canes. Even if you brought in the Flying Tigers, you couldn't do anything to this group!

"It's Crazy Brother..."

"Crazy Brother is out..."

When Fu Sheng's underlings among the old men and women saw Qin Feng come out, they immediately waved and shouted. Then they immediately notified the small leaders among the old men and women. After receiving the news, the old men and women also waved and greeted him.

"Hello, Mr. Qin..."

"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Qin."

"Mr. Qin, we've come to pick you up..."

The crowd, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became noisy again. Seeing this, Qin Feng let go of Ruth and walked out alone, stopping only four or five meters in front of the police station's gate barrier.

Qin Feng coughed twice and pressed his hands down.

"I'm just here to cooperate with the police investigation. I'm very grateful to everyone for coming to pick me up."

Um…we'll give each of us two hundred yuan for the bus fare back….

"Thank you, Mr. Qin... Mr. Qin is such a kind person!"

The commotion, which had just been suppressed by Qin Feng, suddenly erupted again.

When these people came, they were each given 100 yuan, and they were promised another 100 yuan after the job was done. Now Qin Feng has promised to give them a bonus of 200 yuan, so they have earned 400 yuan in just a few hours.

Don't think that four hundred dollars is a small amount. In this day and age, a gangster only earns two hundred dollars for going out and fighting, and there's a chance he'll get stabbed or go to jail. It's not as comfortable as earning this kind of money.

All things considered, if Qin Feng isn't a really good person, then who is?

“Hey, you come here… yes, I’m talking to you.”

Seeing how excited the old men and women were, Qin Feng was also quite happy. He thought he might as well go all the way and give them another breakfast. So he pointed to a blond-haired man hiding in the crowd.

"...Brother Feng, what are your orders?"

Suddenly called out by name, the blond-haired man didn't react for a moment. He looked around and pointed to himself before he realized that Qin Feng was calling him. He was so excited that he couldn't even speak properly.

"Take this money and take these old men and women out for a meal. Keep the rest for yourself."

As he spoke, Qin Feng walked to the railing, then reached into his pocket, took out a wad of cash, didn't count it, and casually tossed it to Huang Mao.

"...Thank you, Brother Feng."

The blond-haired man hurriedly caught the money, his face flushed with joy.

A stack of large gold bulls is worth at least ten or twenty thousand. These old men and women only number a little over a hundred. Even if each person pays the high standard of thirty, five thousand yuan would be the maximum. He himself could earn at least several thousand.

The key point is that he also showed off and did things for Qin Feng, giving him plenty to brag about!

"Alright, let them all disperse."

With a wave of his hand, Qin Feng turned and walked towards Ruth. He still had important things to do; he was quite busy!

But just as he turned around and took a step, a familiar pain came from behind him. Qin Feng was all too familiar with this feeling; it was exactly the same as the one he felt during the fight two days ago.

The pain came from two places, one in the center of his back and the other at the back of his head. Without any hesitation, Qin Feng lunged to the side...

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