Su Xiong sat there and watched the show, while his warriors, looking at those people, threw out their sticks, then rushed into the crowd, pointing their sticks at the arms and calves of those people. The tapping started.
Every blow was accompanied by broken tendons and bones, and then a person fell to the ground.
This time the beating lasted for more than ten minutes. None of Su Xiong's men were injured. However, most of the people I brought with me to kill had fallen to the ground. They were all lying there with their arms or legs. Ouch, ouch, ouch.
"What a bunch of useless things. If we were in our era, we wouldn't be able to get rid of them."
After saying this, Su Xiong was about to leave, when a man crawled out from under the seat.
Changmao immediately spotted this person and stepped forward to grab him.
"Master Xiong."
When he saw this person's appearance, Changmao immediately looked at Su Xiong, with something strange on his face.
Su Xiong glanced at the person giving the long-haired catcher.
That man looked similar to Zhou Chaoxian, but a discerning person could tell the difference between the two at a glance. Zhou Chaoxian's temperament was domineering and dark, while the man in front of him was timid and weak, and he couldn't open his right hand.
When Su Xiong saw this person, his eyes unconsciously averted.
Then he raised his head and looked at the door, "This is the first life, there are still nine lives to go through slowly."
The man on the ground didn't understand what Su Xiong was talking about, but he had no intention of caring about Su Xiong anymore. He was rescued by a little girl wearing a white cheongsam.
The two of them were lounging outside the theater.
"Master Xiong, which one is that?"
"The thing inside the lantern came out, it's no big deal."
Su Xiong looked at the female ghost and didn't care. He didn't want to care about it at all now.
"Abang, inform all the people in charge of the club that I, Su Xiong, want to treat them to dinner!"
Su Xiong now seems to have dealt with the bad things in the societies here, and then he can go to America and forget about everything.
"Have everyone been notified? What if someone doesn't come?"
Changmao looked at Su Xiong and said, "Can we just take action?"
"No, we need to be polite first and then fight back. Tell them that I'm talking to them about a 20 billion business deal."
Changmao understood what was going on as soon as he heard this, and then he went to make arrangements.
On this night, I don’t know how many people were woken up by their phone calls. They all knew the news. Su Xiong took more than a dozen people to find the Killing King, and then dealt with more than half of the Killing King’s people without any harm. , and not one of Su Xiong's people died.
This made everyone understand who is the toughest person now, and that is Su Xiong.
When all the big guys got the invitations, they were very irritable. They didn't know whether they should go.
But in the end they went anyway, and they brought their cronies to get it. After all, it was okay for them not to go, but there was no guarantee that others wouldn't go.
If everyone goes, then whoever doesn’t go will be embarrassed.
And they couldn't guarantee that Su Xiong wouldn't do anything to them if they didn't go, so they all went there one by one.
"Everyone is here."
In the Peninsula Hotel, Su Xiong was having fun with his upper body naked and a lot of little girls there, but he was still concerned about who was coming.
"He Xingsheng God brought his son Mi Gao here."
"The old guy wants to put his son in power. I heard from Feng Laosi that Ah Shen has dealt with all the seniors in his club and is preparing for his precious son to rise directly. Bringing him here this time is to tell Everyone and prosperity have their own sons on the throne.”
"Deng Pang from Lian Sheng also took Ah Le and Dabi through it."
"This is because Hehe Liansheng doesn't know how to arrange the two groups, so I brought them over to see who can win everyone's approval."
"Where are the others? Didn't anyone come?"
Su Xiong now put on his clothes and walked towards the venue. He had covered an entire floor in the peninsula, which seemed a little too big now.
"We're all here, but there are a lot of people waiting outside."
Changmao came to the window and opened the curtains. Hundreds of people were already outside, pacing back and forth.
Su Xiong looked at those people's faces and said something like dog meat that can't be served on the table, and then walked towards the venue.
Everyone in the venue is laughing and cursing. None of them are cheap, they are all old foxes for thousands of years, so no one has anything constructive to say.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. I was delayed for a while because of something."
Su Xiong began to apologize together, and everyone could only endure it.
Regardless of whether he endured it or told Brother Su that it was no big deal, because Su Xiong said he wanted to do business with them, and it was a big business of 20 billion. In this case, don't say it's late, he just won't come. They didn't know what to say either.
"Buying tea for all the bosses."
Su Xiong waved to his people, and someone came to serve tea to all the bosses.
"I didn't learn anything good in Fussamo, but I did learn a lot about this tea art. I just don't know if you can accept it."
Looking at the tea in front of him, Su Xiong did not drink it directly. He knew that these people were thinking about the 20 billion. They had never seen so much money.
Their businesses usually include valet parking, collecting sanitation fees, visiting venues, selling meatballs, etc. It seems like a lot, but in fact, their money is only a few million per month per street. At that time, the money they gave to Hai Hai was not enough. Hai Hai was different from Blue Lantern. Blue Lantern could just give them a small amount of money, but Hai Hai had to pay real dividends.
Although the Blue Lanterns have less money, they have more people, dozens or hundreds more than the people at the bottom of the sea, so they come here.
"Brother Xiong, just say it if you have anything to say. We people here are not here to drink tea, but for the 20 billion. I, Fatty Deng, am not afraid of offending anyone. I will ask about this matter. Is there 20 billion? Is it this much per year or this much in total?”
Uncle Deng, an old senior with Liansheng, touched his belly and asked, "It is the older generation who have the final say between them and Liansheng, and the current sitting manager is just a decoration."
"The business of 20 billion is the money you lost this time. You made such a big fuss in Xiangjiang, causing the entire entertainment industry to lose 20 billion, and the tourism industry also lost tens of billions. This is Feng Lao The reason why you asked me to come back is that you are making too much trouble!"
