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The 100,000 yuan red envelope was then stuffed from Lu Wendong's hand into Feng Yuxiu's palm.

One hand simply cannot hold it all.

Feng Yuxiu felt a warmth in his heart; he discovered that Lu Wendong had one good quality.

They're incredibly quick to pay!

In his entire life, Feng Yuxiu had only ever met one boss like Lu Wendong.

The loan agreement was set on fire and then thrown into the brazier, burning it completely.

Lu Wendong immediately asked Feng Yuxiu to go to the hospital to accompany Shen Xue.

He has already received 80...

Even if Feng Yuxiu takes Shen Xue back to the mainland at this time, Lu Wendong will not lose out.

Inside a houseboat, the old woman is applying medicine to the man.

Swords and blades have no eyes.

In a chaotic brawl involving hundreds of people, even the most skilled fighter is bound to get stabbed.

"You just love to stick your neck out."

"What's the use?"

The old woman, wiping away tears, said, "What will we do if anything happens to you?"

"Crying, crying, crying..."

"So annoying!"

Lu Wendong lifted the curtain and immediately saw the gauze on the barbarian's back bag, which was already half-red from being soaked through.

"Barbarians."

Lu Wendong stepped forward and placed a large red envelope in Manzi's hand.

The barbarian was initially furious with Lu Wendong, but after receiving the red envelope, his anger vanished instantly.

He quickly declined, saying, "Wen Dong, you're in a difficult situation too."

"Difficult as it may be."

Lu Wendong patted the barbarian on the shoulder: "You're the blood that the people on the water shed. Take it."

When asked about what happened at the dock that night, the barbarian couldn't help but start cursing.

"That bastard Shapi, he wants us to pay, but he's stingy and unwilling to give us the money."

"Now he's been skinned alive, damn it, we have nowhere to get our money, and we're getting skinned alive by Hung Hing."

Why were the Shar Peis harvested so quickly?

So today is the final battle?

Lu Wendong was in a state of internal struggle.

"Wen Dong, what exactly do you have to say?"

The barbarian looked at Lu Wendong expectantly: "You're literate and smart, so give me some advice."

"Have Uncle Sheng and Uncle Qiang arrived yet?"

The barbarian sneered, "Those two old bastards are just hoping I'll get skinned alive."

"He just came over and pretended to look at me, only bringing some oranges, damn it!"

He could clearly sense that the red envelope Lu Wendong gave him was rather generous…

"Wen Dong!"

The barbarian looked dejected: "From now on, this place belongs to Hung Hing."

The old woman standing nearby said, "No matter what he does, we are people who live on the water. We will live our lives as we are meant to."

Lu Wendong thought to himself, "Our ancestors have been numbed by this kind of life for generations."

This fire must be lit.

He was about to visit the other Tanka people who had come out to work with the barbarians when he was stopped by a middle-aged woman who jumped onto the boat.

"Wen Dong".

The woman spoke her mind: "I think you should just call off your marriage with Xiaofen."

"It's not that your aunt is heartless, but you're carrying 20 yuan in high-interest loans right now, there's no way you can pay it all off."

"If Xiaofen goes back, she'll only be dragged down by you."

Oh…

So, the previous incarnation had a marriage?

Lu Wendong was not angry.

Husbands and wives are birds of the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately.

Besides, the two have only confirmed their relationship; they are not married yet.

"good!"

The woman was overjoyed: "Wen Dong, you're such a good person."

She gave a vague nod to the barbarian who poked his head out of the cabin, and then hurried away.

Lu Wendong didn't take it seriously at all and went to visit the other injured Tanka people.

Wait until we get back to the fish raft.

Feng Yuxiu has actually returned...

"I've spoken with the doctor."

Feng Yuxiu's expression was somewhat grave: "The doctor said that Xue needs better treatment."

"What should I do?"

Feng Yuxiu felt that Lu Wendong should be able to succeed.

Because in all his years, he had never seen anyone handle creditors like Lu Wendong.

Extremely fast, extremely decisive, and extremely steady!

That's so professional!

He looks incredibly promising!

Lu Wendong asked, "To what extent are you willing to go for your sister-in-law?"

He knew that Feng Yuxiu's weakness was Shen Xue.

The longer Shen Xue lives, the longer Feng Yuxiu can use her.

As for the future, I believe I have grown up by now.

Feng Yuxiu replied without hesitation, "I'll do anything!"

"Okay, let's go to the funeral home!"

There are two funeral homes on Hong Kong Island. One is located in North Point, which is a popular choice for wealthy people to hold funerals because of its location on Hong Kong Island.

Therefore, the prices here are naturally very high!

Given his arrogant demeanor, it's highly unlikely that Leung Kwan would want to work as a caretaker at the North Point Funeral Home.

It must be at the Kowloon Funeral Home!

Like a cat, Feng Yuxiu walked around the funeral home and then led Lu Wendong to the outside of a morgue.

Inside the morgue, it was indeed Liang Kun. He had his left arm around his girlfriend and looked sadly at the man on the morgue whose neck had been snapped.

"Who dares to be so bold as to kill my good brother Babi?"

After killing Shapi, Liang Kun was riding high.

Just as he was about to hold a celebration banquet, he received news that his good brother Babi had been killed, which gave him a jolt.

Sha Qiang, standing to the side, scratched his head and said, "Brother, nobody saw it clearly."

"That guy was very skilled; he snapped Babi's neck in one snap."

"Brother Kun."

Seeing that Liang Kun was wiping away tears, the woman seized the opportunity to say, "People can't come back to life, so don't be too sad."

"I'm heartbroken, my ass!"

Liang Kun angrily shoved the woman away: "That bastard, he owes me a whopping twenty million!"

Outside, Lu Wendong overheard, "2000 million?"

These laundry detergent sellers are quite wealthy!

He calculated the time; it was a bit tight, and he might not be able to squeeze any money out of Liang Kun.

Inside the morgue, Liang Kun beckoned to the woman with his finger, and as she approached, he shoved her down to squat: "I'm furious!"

"That bastard Jiang Tiansheng still hasn't given a damn."

As he unzipped his jacket, Liang Kun said, "Let's squeeze some money out of the Tanka people to recoup our losses."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wendong immediately changed his mind.

He led Feng Yuxiu outside: "Are you able to keep up with people?"

Feng Yuxiu felt that Lu Wendong was insulting his many years of hard work and study!

Isn't it simple to deal with an individual?

"no problem."

"No matter what happens."

Lu Wendong held up two fingers: "You must bring Liang Kun here the night after tomorrow."

"And his ace, Silly Qiang!"

……

The next day, at 4 a.m., the sea was shrouded in a milky mist, and Lu Wendong could already hear the commotion coming from the fish market.

He glanced at the system.

Unrestricted Combat Techniques: LV1, Beginner 37/100

He quickly got up, washed up, and rushed to the fish market.

"Why should we? It's always been 2%, and now you're asking for 4%? What are we supposed to eat and drink?"

On the dock, a group of Tanka people angrily carried carrying poles and surrounded several short mules.

"A rebellion?"

Leading the group was Silly Keung, one of Leung Kwan's henchmen, who was jumping up and down and shouting.

"You bunch of sycophants, you dared to fight against us on behalf of Shar-Pei yesterday."

"Are you going to cover the medical expenses and resettlement allowance?"

Sha Qiang yelled at the top of his lungs, "Brother Kun is merciful, he'll only take 4% from you for a year!"

"Anyone who dares to shout again, the price will be increased to 5% immediately!"

"We're fighting the Shar Peis, who gave you permission to get involved? Damn it!"

"If you have someone to blame, blame yourselves."

Sha Qiang wasn't afraid at all.

Because at least a hundred Hung Hing men carrying watermelon knives were standing at the market gate.

Lu Wendong moored the small sampan and walked onto the dock.

On the dock, there were at least several hundred Tanka people, their faces red and their eyes bloodshot.

Grip the ground firmly with both feet!

The veins on his calves were also bulging.

"I'll give you ten minutes!"

Sha Qiang glanced at the Rolex on his right wrist and said smugly, "Ten minutes from now, anyone who dares to cause trouble will never be accepted by the market again!"

Lu Wendong watched helplessly as these people drooped their heads, relaxed their carrying poles, and deflated like punctured balloons, then obediently scattered.

He thought to himself, anger is a power, but the anger I have now is not enough!