Chapter 528: Stupid people have too much money
Ten days later
Hotel, bedroom
Song Ren's sincere concern for Wendy had just ended.
Such care indeed created a good chemical reaction.
Wendy, who had excellent skin, still had a look of deep fatigue on her face, and buried her fair collarbone tightly in the quilt.
A pair of beautiful eyebrows were still slightly wrinkled unconsciously.
Her light breathing confirmed that she had already fallen into a deep sleep.
In the past two days, this high-intensity "gymnastics training" has forced the gentle Wendy to put all her worries behind her, leaving her no time to feel sad.
Just to deal with Song Ren, she had already tried her best.
in the bathroom
Song Ren had a bath towel wrapped around his waist. As soon as he walked out, he heard a knock on the door. He walked over and opened the door.
Guarding the door was an elite young man in a suit and tie.
He was wearing a custom-made suit, the texture of every stitch was exceptionally clear, and there was not a single wrinkle on the lapels.
The visitor seemed to have sprayed some men's perfume on his body. He stood quietly at the door and smiled implicitly at Song Ren who opened the door: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry to meet you for the first time in this way."
"It's really hard to figure out your whereabouts. I happened to hear that you were using our hotel, so I rushed here in person as soon as possible."
"I'm really sorry for disturbing you this time."
Song Ren had already turned around and walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and looked up and said:
"Forget about the insignificant politeness. I'm in a good mood right now. You'd better state your purpose simply and clearly. Otherwise, there's no need."
The young man was not flustered when he heard this, but smiled confidently:
"Some time ago, some of Mr. Song's deeds in Luoqian Prison had already spread among the circle."
"But no one expected that you had left that land."
Song Ren: "You have one last sentence."
The young man was stunned for a moment, then he stopped smiling and said solemnly: "I am Li, Zhang Chengli of the mafia. I am sorry to bother you this time because I want to reach a cooperation intention with you."
Zhang Chengli?
I don’t know him, but he sounds a bit like someone from Korea.
Song Ren motioned him to continue. After all, he still had five or six days of free time, so he might as well find some fun for himself.
Li smiled confidently: "We want to hire Mr. Song to do something. As for the price, you can name any price as long as it can be successful."
Song Ren glanced at him and said, "You are so arrogant. Do you want to get rid of the Prime Minister of Xiaozi or the President of Kimchi Country?"
"If so, I'll give you a 50% discount."
"And if you fail, you won't be charged anything."
plum:……
After being stunned for a moment, he smiled awkwardly and said, "No, although we are affiliated with the overseas mafia, we have no intention of participating in terrorist attacks."
Song Ren raised his head and took a sip of tea. "You useless piece of shit. I didn't ask you for a commission after I failed. What are you afraid of? You don't have any guts at all, and you still dare to call yourself a mafia member."
Li's eyes twitched and it became difficult for him to maintain his usual calm.
If the information had not clearly described the person in front of him and that he had demonstrated extremely terrifying personal strength in Luo Qian Prison, he would even suspect that the other party was a lunatic.
How can you talk about assassinating the president when you first meet someone?
We are just the mafia, not a terrorist organization.
What's more, even a terrorist organization doesn't have that kind of ability.
Taking a deep breath, Li forced the topic back on track: "I want to talk about the SWORD area. Have you heard of this place?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ren glanced at the person who came again.
Since the SWORD area is mentioned, it seems to be a story line in Hot Street.
He took a quick look at the uninvited guest.
Mafia, Li, Little Yellow Hair...
Oh, it's settled.
This must be the yellow-haired guy who tricked Amber in the first movie version.
No wonder it looked familiar.
The so-called sword area in the other party's mouth.
In fact, it is a chaotic area where people live in peacetime and order is maintained by a group of people who call themselves bad guys.
Since the dissolution of the original Mugen organization, this area has been divided up by five newly emerging forces.
They are the Sanno Federation, the White Devil, the Street Ghosts, the Daruma Family, and the Demon High School.
The combination of the first letters of the five forces is the so-called sword area.
This place has always been an area that various forces want to get involved in.
However, to unify the Sword region, one would inevitably have to face the five forces currently entrenched there.
Because of the local violence laws, even some well-known gangs in that land have to gradually switch to formal businesses.
At the same time, we should not be too brutal in our methods. At least, firearms should no longer be used directly.
This also means that even if foreign mafia forces want to intervene in Sword's territory, they can only eliminate the five major forces one by one.
To this end, the ambitious mafia prince, Li, specially sought out a group of the most suitable partners.
The most critical character among them is Amber.
Amber is very strong personally, and she is from the Sword region. She also has a deep feud with the Kowloon Group, the main competitor of the Mafia in this area.
Both parties can take advantage of each other.
In addition, there are the Bay Group headed by King Ice, and the Doubt Organization headed by Hayashi Ranmaru, who were hired by Li.
This has also become the most widely talked about container war in the hot street story line.
This time, Li also took into consideration the fact that the Sword region had a reputation for defeating the Kowloon Group.
To be on the safe side, he wanted to make a name for himself, so to be on the safe side, he deliberately added another weight.
Not only did he bribe the prison team members in advance, but after receiving the news about Song Ren, he rushed to meet him as soon as possible.
At the door, looking at the wild man leaning on the sofa with his upper body naked, Li frowned subconsciously.
The other party's behavior seemed a bit too frivolous.
Is this guy really as scary as the prison rumors say?
Seeing Song Ren staring at the ceiling for a long time without saying anything, Li couldn't help himself and lowered his voice, saying, "Mr. Song, I'm still talking to you."
Song Ren said "oh" and then turned around:
"Sorry, I just thought of something interesting."
"By the way, you said before that I can name any price I want, are you serious?"
Lee smiled slightly.
Sure enough, another greedy guy.
He said confidently: "As long as we can successfully take over the Sword region, everything will be fine."
Song Ren: "Okay, I want 100 million."
Li was stunned: "One hundred million? Korean won?"
If it is the Korean won, although it is not low, it is still within a reasonable range.
"Han Yuan?" Song Ren stood up and corrected him, "Are you kidding me? Of course I'm talking about Dao Le'er."
plum:……
what?
Are you sure you're not kidding me?
$100 million?
Even if you wear gold and diamonds, it’s not that expensive!
Not to mention that the entire Sword region combined might not be able to bring such a huge profit. Even if it really can bring it, it will take ten or even dozens of years!
Li's expression gradually changed from the initial confidence and calmness to gloomy: "Mr. Song, this is not the meaning of cooperation. You are treating us mafia as pigs and robbing us here!"
Song Ren denied it, "No, robbery is not that profitable."
"..." Li's expression suddenly changed from gloomy to increasingly ferocious.
I treat you as a partner, but you treat me as a pig.
Do you really think we are the mafia for nothing?
This is not an easy life, this is a beautiful country!
He pulled out a Browning pocket pistol from his pocket, pointed the gun at Song Ren, and said in a gloomy tone: "Mr. Song, I think you can reorganize your words just now."
Song Ren smiled immediately and turned his hands up slightly.
A large-caliber Barrett, dyed black, was immediately held between his arms.
Compared to Li's pocket pistol which was less than the size of a palm, this Barrett was more than one meter long. If he took a few more steps, it would almost hit Li's forehead.
There was a hint of teasing in Song Ren's voice: "Li, is there anything wrong with my wording just now?"
Li's forehead was covered with sweat: "No, no problem."
Facing Song Ren's approach, he had to take a step back and hurriedly explained in his not-so-fluent Mandarin: "Mr. Song, let's talk it out. There's no need to hurt our feelings..."
As he spoke, his eyes flickered.
When Song Ren paused, Li's eyes suddenly became clear and cold.
He moved sideways at the fastest speed in his life, dodging the muzzle of the gun while pressing forward and charging forward!
Looking at the waist and abdomen of the person so close to him, Li felt even colder in his heart.
It's now!
He raised the pocket pistol in his hand suddenly, as if he was about to get angry!
But what came before him was a clean slap in the face.
Snapped!
Li staggered forward and felt that half of his handsome face had lost sensation. The corner of his left eye was completely bloodshot and the field of vision in front of him was blood red.
Even the mouth, nose, cochlea and other places were oozing with bright red blood.
There was a buzzing sound in his head. Li hunched over, trying to keep steady, staring blankly at the pocket pistol in his hand.
What happened just now?
He turned his head subconsciously, but before he saw Song Ren, he was greeted by Song Ren's second slap.
Snapped!
Li fell to his knees completely, and the pocket pistol in his hand fell to the ground in a trance.
My mind is full of confusion:
Who am I, where am I, what happened?
Song Ren squatted down, looked at the mafia prince who had been unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and said with a smile:
"How much is a favor worth? Is 100 million US dollars a lot?"
After a long while, Li finally came back to his senses, but he still looked a little frightened.
The close combat skills that he used to be proud of, turned out to be so vulnerable in front of the person in front of him!
As far as the prison is concerned, the rumors about this monster are probably not only not exaggerated, but have even been restrained, right?
At this moment, even though Li was extremely frightened, as the prince of the mafia, he still had his confidants. He said with a sullen face:
"Mr. Song, are you sure you want to be an enemy of a notorious gang organization around the world?"
Song Ren squatted in front of the kneeling man, picked up the pocket pistol next to him, and exerted force with his palm, easily crushing the pocket pistol, which was about the size of a fist, into a solid small iron lump.
Amid the sound of his teeth creaking, Li Ye's eyes suddenly widened.
pat!
The lump of iron was thrown to the ground casually, and the sound of the absolutely solid metal hitting it made people more and more shaken.
Li looked at the iron lump on the ground, then looked at Song Ren, and finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, saying bitterly: "Mr. Song, I really can't take out 100 million US dollars in working capital."
Song Ren: "You can't, but you still have your dad."
Li was stunned, but still said truthfully: "One hundred million US dollars, unless it is black money that has not been laundered, otherwise, I am afraid no one would keep that amount of cash with them."
With so much cash, even if it is kept in a bank, the interest would be considerable.
How could someone keep 100 million US dollars in cash lying around?
Even large companies with hundreds of billions of dollars in assets find it difficult to come up with 100 million in working capital.
What's more, for a shady profession like the Mafia, money laundering alone is a big business.
Li continued, "What's more, I am not the only child of my father, and my life, in his eyes, is probably definitely not worth this price."
Song Ren thought about it and decided that it wasn't a big deal if it came to money.
For overseas mafia, even if they can come up with 100 million in cash, it will probably take a long time to raise it.
He only had five or six days left, so he simply stepped back and said, "Well, since you are still honest, I will discount it to 10 million equivalent gold."
Li was stunned again when he heard this.
Ten million gold equivalents...
This aspect is relatively easy. After all, a large part of the mafia's shady assets have already been transferred.
Gold is a hard currency, and the family does always have about 10 million in gold on hand just in case of an emergency.
However, the opponent reduced it tenfold in one go.
But ten million is ten million, and it will not become less than ten million just because it has shrunk.
A loss of this magnitude was extremely painful to Li.
But I really didn't expect that the monster rumored in the prison was such a crazy guy who didn't play by the rules.
He was used to being wild and walked alone by the river many times, and this time his shoes finally got wet.
……
As for Wendy, there are still about five or six days left.
This also gave Song Ren some time to relax and have some fun.
What's more, it was a Dao Le'er who came to his doorstep, and a good show to watch.
On that day, Song Ren and Li took a private plane, crossed the ocean, and flew back to their place of daily life.
Li, who had always been arrogant and domineering, had now been completely subdued by Song Ren.
He was very attentive, serving tea and water.
Song Ren was looking through some documents handed to him by Li, which were about the partners this time.
Amber, ninety-nine.
The Gulf Group led by ice.
The Doubt group led by Hayashi Ranmaru.
And the prison group led by Jesse who was bribed in advance.
The total number of people is about 500, most of whom are from the Doubt group, but this group is also the most mixed.
Most of the other groups adopted the elite troops tactics, but Doubt adopted the human wave tactics.
Among the more than 500 people, nearly 470 or 480 were all Doubt's men.
It is no wonder that in the container war in the storyline, despite having such a huge numerical advantage, they still lost to the five major organizations in the Sword region.
On the one hand, it can be said that it was the intervention of the Amemiya brothers, and on the other hand, it was also Doubt's human wave tactics, which somewhat lowered the overall level.
The private helicopter was already on the top floor of Yifang Building and landed slowly.
Li: "Mr. Song, where are we going next?"
Song Ren: "Let's go meet some familiar faces first. We got to know each other well in prison before. I didn't expect you to include these people in the invitation. It's fate."
plum:……
(End of this chapter)
Ten days later
Hotel, bedroom
Song Ren's sincere concern for Wendy had just ended.
Such care indeed created a good chemical reaction.
Wendy, who had excellent skin, still had a look of deep fatigue on her face, and buried her fair collarbone tightly in the quilt.
A pair of beautiful eyebrows were still slightly wrinkled unconsciously.
Her light breathing confirmed that she had already fallen into a deep sleep.
In the past two days, this high-intensity "gymnastics training" has forced the gentle Wendy to put all her worries behind her, leaving her no time to feel sad.
Just to deal with Song Ren, she had already tried her best.
in the bathroom
Song Ren had a bath towel wrapped around his waist. As soon as he walked out, he heard a knock on the door. He walked over and opened the door.
Guarding the door was an elite young man in a suit and tie.
He was wearing a custom-made suit, the texture of every stitch was exceptionally clear, and there was not a single wrinkle on the lapels.
The visitor seemed to have sprayed some men's perfume on his body. He stood quietly at the door and smiled implicitly at Song Ren who opened the door: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry to meet you for the first time in this way."
"It's really hard to figure out your whereabouts. I happened to hear that you were using our hotel, so I rushed here in person as soon as possible."
"I'm really sorry for disturbing you this time."
Song Ren had already turned around and walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and looked up and said:
"Forget about the insignificant politeness. I'm in a good mood right now. You'd better state your purpose simply and clearly. Otherwise, there's no need."
The young man was not flustered when he heard this, but smiled confidently:
"Some time ago, some of Mr. Song's deeds in Luoqian Prison had already spread among the circle."
"But no one expected that you had left that land."
Song Ren: "You have one last sentence."
The young man was stunned for a moment, then he stopped smiling and said solemnly: "I am Li, Zhang Chengli of the mafia. I am sorry to bother you this time because I want to reach a cooperation intention with you."
Zhang Chengli?
I don’t know him, but he sounds a bit like someone from Korea.
Song Ren motioned him to continue. After all, he still had five or six days of free time, so he might as well find some fun for himself.
Li smiled confidently: "We want to hire Mr. Song to do something. As for the price, you can name any price as long as it can be successful."
Song Ren glanced at him and said, "You are so arrogant. Do you want to get rid of the Prime Minister of Xiaozi or the President of Kimchi Country?"
"If so, I'll give you a 50% discount."
"And if you fail, you won't be charged anything."
plum:……
After being stunned for a moment, he smiled awkwardly and said, "No, although we are affiliated with the overseas mafia, we have no intention of participating in terrorist attacks."
Song Ren raised his head and took a sip of tea. "You useless piece of shit. I didn't ask you for a commission after I failed. What are you afraid of? You don't have any guts at all, and you still dare to call yourself a mafia member."
Li's eyes twitched and it became difficult for him to maintain his usual calm.
If the information had not clearly described the person in front of him and that he had demonstrated extremely terrifying personal strength in Luo Qian Prison, he would even suspect that the other party was a lunatic.
How can you talk about assassinating the president when you first meet someone?
We are just the mafia, not a terrorist organization.
What's more, even a terrorist organization doesn't have that kind of ability.
Taking a deep breath, Li forced the topic back on track: "I want to talk about the SWORD area. Have you heard of this place?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ren glanced at the person who came again.
Since the SWORD area is mentioned, it seems to be a story line in Hot Street.
He took a quick look at the uninvited guest.
Mafia, Li, Little Yellow Hair...
Oh, it's settled.
This must be the yellow-haired guy who tricked Amber in the first movie version.
No wonder it looked familiar.
The so-called sword area in the other party's mouth.
In fact, it is a chaotic area where people live in peacetime and order is maintained by a group of people who call themselves bad guys.
Since the dissolution of the original Mugen organization, this area has been divided up by five newly emerging forces.
They are the Sanno Federation, the White Devil, the Street Ghosts, the Daruma Family, and the Demon High School.
The combination of the first letters of the five forces is the so-called sword area.
This place has always been an area that various forces want to get involved in.
However, to unify the Sword region, one would inevitably have to face the five forces currently entrenched there.
Because of the local violence laws, even some well-known gangs in that land have to gradually switch to formal businesses.
At the same time, we should not be too brutal in our methods. At least, firearms should no longer be used directly.
This also means that even if foreign mafia forces want to intervene in Sword's territory, they can only eliminate the five major forces one by one.
To this end, the ambitious mafia prince, Li, specially sought out a group of the most suitable partners.
The most critical character among them is Amber.
Amber is very strong personally, and she is from the Sword region. She also has a deep feud with the Kowloon Group, the main competitor of the Mafia in this area.
Both parties can take advantage of each other.
In addition, there are the Bay Group headed by King Ice, and the Doubt Organization headed by Hayashi Ranmaru, who were hired by Li.
This has also become the most widely talked about container war in the hot street story line.
This time, Li also took into consideration the fact that the Sword region had a reputation for defeating the Kowloon Group.
To be on the safe side, he wanted to make a name for himself, so to be on the safe side, he deliberately added another weight.
Not only did he bribe the prison team members in advance, but after receiving the news about Song Ren, he rushed to meet him as soon as possible.
At the door, looking at the wild man leaning on the sofa with his upper body naked, Li frowned subconsciously.
The other party's behavior seemed a bit too frivolous.
Is this guy really as scary as the prison rumors say?
Seeing Song Ren staring at the ceiling for a long time without saying anything, Li couldn't help himself and lowered his voice, saying, "Mr. Song, I'm still talking to you."
Song Ren said "oh" and then turned around:
"Sorry, I just thought of something interesting."
"By the way, you said before that I can name any price I want, are you serious?"
Lee smiled slightly.
Sure enough, another greedy guy.
He said confidently: "As long as we can successfully take over the Sword region, everything will be fine."
Song Ren: "Okay, I want 100 million."
Li was stunned: "One hundred million? Korean won?"
If it is the Korean won, although it is not low, it is still within a reasonable range.
"Han Yuan?" Song Ren stood up and corrected him, "Are you kidding me? Of course I'm talking about Dao Le'er."
plum:……
what?
Are you sure you're not kidding me?
$100 million?
Even if you wear gold and diamonds, it’s not that expensive!
Not to mention that the entire Sword region combined might not be able to bring such a huge profit. Even if it really can bring it, it will take ten or even dozens of years!
Li's expression gradually changed from the initial confidence and calmness to gloomy: "Mr. Song, this is not the meaning of cooperation. You are treating us mafia as pigs and robbing us here!"
Song Ren denied it, "No, robbery is not that profitable."
"..." Li's expression suddenly changed from gloomy to increasingly ferocious.
I treat you as a partner, but you treat me as a pig.
Do you really think we are the mafia for nothing?
This is not an easy life, this is a beautiful country!
He pulled out a Browning pocket pistol from his pocket, pointed the gun at Song Ren, and said in a gloomy tone: "Mr. Song, I think you can reorganize your words just now."
Song Ren smiled immediately and turned his hands up slightly.
A large-caliber Barrett, dyed black, was immediately held between his arms.
Compared to Li's pocket pistol which was less than the size of a palm, this Barrett was more than one meter long. If he took a few more steps, it would almost hit Li's forehead.
There was a hint of teasing in Song Ren's voice: "Li, is there anything wrong with my wording just now?"
Li's forehead was covered with sweat: "No, no problem."
Facing Song Ren's approach, he had to take a step back and hurriedly explained in his not-so-fluent Mandarin: "Mr. Song, let's talk it out. There's no need to hurt our feelings..."
As he spoke, his eyes flickered.
When Song Ren paused, Li's eyes suddenly became clear and cold.
He moved sideways at the fastest speed in his life, dodging the muzzle of the gun while pressing forward and charging forward!
Looking at the waist and abdomen of the person so close to him, Li felt even colder in his heart.
It's now!
He raised the pocket pistol in his hand suddenly, as if he was about to get angry!
But what came before him was a clean slap in the face.
Snapped!
Li staggered forward and felt that half of his handsome face had lost sensation. The corner of his left eye was completely bloodshot and the field of vision in front of him was blood red.
Even the mouth, nose, cochlea and other places were oozing with bright red blood.
There was a buzzing sound in his head. Li hunched over, trying to keep steady, staring blankly at the pocket pistol in his hand.
What happened just now?
He turned his head subconsciously, but before he saw Song Ren, he was greeted by Song Ren's second slap.
Snapped!
Li fell to his knees completely, and the pocket pistol in his hand fell to the ground in a trance.
My mind is full of confusion:
Who am I, where am I, what happened?
Song Ren squatted down, looked at the mafia prince who had been unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and said with a smile:
"How much is a favor worth? Is 100 million US dollars a lot?"
After a long while, Li finally came back to his senses, but he still looked a little frightened.
The close combat skills that he used to be proud of, turned out to be so vulnerable in front of the person in front of him!
As far as the prison is concerned, the rumors about this monster are probably not only not exaggerated, but have even been restrained, right?
At this moment, even though Li was extremely frightened, as the prince of the mafia, he still had his confidants. He said with a sullen face:
"Mr. Song, are you sure you want to be an enemy of a notorious gang organization around the world?"
Song Ren squatted in front of the kneeling man, picked up the pocket pistol next to him, and exerted force with his palm, easily crushing the pocket pistol, which was about the size of a fist, into a solid small iron lump.
Amid the sound of his teeth creaking, Li Ye's eyes suddenly widened.
pat!
The lump of iron was thrown to the ground casually, and the sound of the absolutely solid metal hitting it made people more and more shaken.
Li looked at the iron lump on the ground, then looked at Song Ren, and finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, saying bitterly: "Mr. Song, I really can't take out 100 million US dollars in working capital."
Song Ren: "You can't, but you still have your dad."
Li was stunned, but still said truthfully: "One hundred million US dollars, unless it is black money that has not been laundered, otherwise, I am afraid no one would keep that amount of cash with them."
With so much cash, even if it is kept in a bank, the interest would be considerable.
How could someone keep 100 million US dollars in cash lying around?
Even large companies with hundreds of billions of dollars in assets find it difficult to come up with 100 million in working capital.
What's more, for a shady profession like the Mafia, money laundering alone is a big business.
Li continued, "What's more, I am not the only child of my father, and my life, in his eyes, is probably definitely not worth this price."
Song Ren thought about it and decided that it wasn't a big deal if it came to money.
For overseas mafia, even if they can come up with 100 million in cash, it will probably take a long time to raise it.
He only had five or six days left, so he simply stepped back and said, "Well, since you are still honest, I will discount it to 10 million equivalent gold."
Li was stunned again when he heard this.
Ten million gold equivalents...
This aspect is relatively easy. After all, a large part of the mafia's shady assets have already been transferred.
Gold is a hard currency, and the family does always have about 10 million in gold on hand just in case of an emergency.
However, the opponent reduced it tenfold in one go.
But ten million is ten million, and it will not become less than ten million just because it has shrunk.
A loss of this magnitude was extremely painful to Li.
But I really didn't expect that the monster rumored in the prison was such a crazy guy who didn't play by the rules.
He was used to being wild and walked alone by the river many times, and this time his shoes finally got wet.
……
As for Wendy, there are still about five or six days left.
This also gave Song Ren some time to relax and have some fun.
What's more, it was a Dao Le'er who came to his doorstep, and a good show to watch.
On that day, Song Ren and Li took a private plane, crossed the ocean, and flew back to their place of daily life.
Li, who had always been arrogant and domineering, had now been completely subdued by Song Ren.
He was very attentive, serving tea and water.
Song Ren was looking through some documents handed to him by Li, which were about the partners this time.
Amber, ninety-nine.
The Gulf Group led by ice.
The Doubt group led by Hayashi Ranmaru.
And the prison group led by Jesse who was bribed in advance.
The total number of people is about 500, most of whom are from the Doubt group, but this group is also the most mixed.
Most of the other groups adopted the elite troops tactics, but Doubt adopted the human wave tactics.
Among the more than 500 people, nearly 470 or 480 were all Doubt's men.
It is no wonder that in the container war in the storyline, despite having such a huge numerical advantage, they still lost to the five major organizations in the Sword region.
On the one hand, it can be said that it was the intervention of the Amemiya brothers, and on the other hand, it was also Doubt's human wave tactics, which somewhat lowered the overall level.
The private helicopter was already on the top floor of Yifang Building and landed slowly.
Li: "Mr. Song, where are we going next?"
Song Ren: "Let's go meet some familiar faces first. We got to know each other well in prison before. I didn't expect you to include these people in the invitation. It's fate."
plum:……
(End of this chapter)
