"Meet it!" Chen Ping pointed at Song Deyun opposite him and said with a smile: "In your mind, the most mysterious Thunder God Team boss, Song Deyun!"

When Yan Chong heard the words "Thunder God Team", he was stunned and looked at Song Deyun with a surprised look, his eyes full of astonishment.

He never thought that the boss of the Thunder God Team, who was domineering and powerful in Tianning Street, was actually an old man with a 50-year-old man in his hair!

After staring at Song Deyun for a long time, Yan Chong gradually narrowed his eyes, suddenly pulled out the gun at his waist, and pointed directly at Song Deyun.

"Lord Yan!" Chen Ping smiled and reached out and pressed the pistol raised by Yan Chong, and said with a smile: "You are too excited, so you don't need to draw the gun?"

Yan Chong stared at Song Deyun with gritted teeth: "It was this culprit who caused the hall in our East District to be very bad."

"Don't be excited." Chen Ping smiled and patted Yan Chong's arm, signaling him to sit down.

Yan Chong snorted coldly, pulled over the chair and sat down.

"Boss Song, should you give us an explanation?"

"I need to explain to you stinky crows?" Song Deyun raised his head and stared at Yan Chong with a cold face: "You have done much more conscience than me, right?"

With a bang, Yan Cong stood up again and shouted angrily: "It's all the stuff you are like, the old beast."

After hearing this, Song Deyun immediately laughed angry and angry.

"What a good master of the word. He usually cheats on men and women, and does everything he wants. Now he has put all these on my Thunder God Team?"

"I'll ask you, how many girls my Thunder Team wants you every month?"

Faced with this question, Yan Chong was stunned.

"Not 10, right?" Song Deyun sneered: "And how many young and beautiful girls have you plundered in Tianning Street in the name of Thunder God Team?"

"As far as I know, there are as many as 50 per month. In addition to those who handed over to our Thunder God Team, you left 40 of them yourself. After being ruined, you threw them all into your own kiln to make money."

After hearing this, Yan Chong's face turned dark and he angrily said, "You... you are talking nonsense. Our Feiying Hall has never done such a thing. There are very few such kilns in the various venues of Feiying Hall."

"Yes, that's right." Song Deyun gradually narrowed his eyes: "But, Feiyingtang sold the girl he shaved to a club, kiln and bar in East District. It would be several times the profit, right?"

Yan Chong: "You..."

"Not only that, you sell poisonous substances. Did the poisonous substances in your places fall from the sky?"

Faced with Song Deyun's ruthless expose, Yan Chong twitched his cheeks uneasyly.

After a while, he looked at Chen Ping sitting beside him with a terrifying look and hurriedly defended.

"Mr. Chen Ou, don't listen to this old beast talking nonsense. Apart from opening a casino business, the rest of our Feiying Hall is selling retail and cargo, and there is nothing to do."

"Even if you do it, so what?" Chen Ping lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "The dragon has a dragon's way, and the tiger has a tiger's way, all for the sake of resting, it's nothing great!"

After hearing this, Yan Chong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Song Deyun again.

"Old beast, Mr. Chen Ou has spoken. What the hell do you have to say? I will ask you to pay your blood debts now."

As he said that, he raised his pistol again and pointed it at Song Deyun.

"What the hell are you showing off?" At this time, Gao Sheng, who was standing beside him, looked at Yan Chong and asked angrily: "Touch your crotch, were you scared to pee upstairs just now?"

Hearing this, Yan Chong was stunned again.

"Lord Yan." Chen Ping poured out a puff of cigarette and looked at Yan Chong: "I really want to know how many poisons are there in your factory every month?"

When Yan Chong heard this, he trembled all over and hurriedly knelt in front of Chen Ping.

"Mr. Chen Ou, these are all rumors. I really don't sell those things. At most, I just get a few ecstasy..."

"No?" At this time, the Phantom not far away stood up and said in a deep voice to Yan Chong: "According to the explanation of your trusted subordinates just now, you Feiying Hall operates many casinos on the surface, but in fact, you secretly got traditional opium from the black market in the East District for a large number of people in the East District to smoke. The monthly income is more than 100,000 gold coins."

As soon as these words were said, Yan Chong was shocked.

"No... this is not true, it must be someone wronged."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Phantom pulled out a flat-headed young man with his backhand and threw it to Yan Chong's side.

With a bang, the flat-headed young man hurriedly knelt in front of Chen Ping.

"Mr. Chen Ou, what I'm telling the truth is that our boss... buys a large amount of opium from the black market in the East District every month, which is also the main input of our Feiying Hall."

"Jiang Xuekun, what the hell are you talking about?" Yan Chong immediately turned his head and grabbed the collar of the flat-headed young man, and roared angrily: "This is a fucking death."

"I... I can't do anything about it." The flat-headed young man named Jiang Xuekun said in a panic: "Just upstairs, the beauty behind him saw the opium we stockpiled."

After hearing this, Yan Chong's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at the Phantom with a shocked expression.

He is so smart and confused for a while.

It was also because of the Thunder God team that came too suddenly and there was no time to prepare.

Unexpectedly, while Chen Ou intervened in this matter, he used this move, which left him completely without time to deal with it.

After a little quiet, Chen Ping pursed his lips and smiled: "Take down the opium and I'll take a look."

As soon as these words came out, the Phantom immediately hurried up with a box of things.

After opening the waterproof paper on the surface, a rectangular piece of item appeared in front of everyone.

"It's black!" Chen Ping curled his lips and smiled and handed it to Gao Sheng: "Can this thing be smoked as cigarettes?"

Gao Sheng took it and looked carefully, then raised his head.

"That's right, it's big smoke. This thing needs to be lit and sucked by a big smoke bong. It's a poison, but it's a low-purity poison."

Chen Ping took the opium back again and took a closer look.

"Equivalent to opium?"

"Yes." Gao Sheng nodded.

"This kind of thing is easy to make." Song Deyun opposite pointed to the opium in Chen Ping's hand: "There are many such things in the black market in the East District. Once it is touched, it is difficult to quit."

Chen Ping: "How is the price?"

"A piece like this is about 200 gold coins." Song Deyun said in a deep voice: "It is enough for twenty people to have a daily amount."

"Okay~!" Chen Ping smiled and looked at Yan Chong who was kneeling in front of him: "Lord Yan, is it a day to make money?"

"I was wrong, Mr. Chen Ou." Yan Chong couldn't hide it, and hurriedly begged: "I... I will hand over this batch of opium immediately and let Mr. Chen Ou deal with it."

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Ping said with a pursed lips and said, "You're just walking through the old path of the Opium War."

Although this is said lightly, there is a strong murderous aura in the wind and clouds.

Yan Chong is not a fool, so of course he understands the weight of it.

After a while, he hurriedly raised his head tremblingly.

"Mr. Chen, I will close all the things in the venue right now and I will definitely do serious business..."

"It's too late." Chen Ping took a deep breath, picked up the opium in his hand, and smashed it down with a loud bang. Yan Chong, who was kneeling in front of him, was instantly beaten.

This sudden scene was shocked by all the members of the Feiying Hall not far away, and their eyes were wide open.
Chapter completed!