Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

"Old Peng. Be a teacher for a day and be a teacher for the rest of your life. Don't forget our past occupation. We are educating people. Although we don't do it now, we can't teach people to be thieves or harm people."

"Maybe Lian Kun does have some sense of loyalty to you, but what is it compared with righteousness? We can't just use this kind of loyalty to harm others, bully our compatriots, or serve as a running dog for Bai Pizi at night."

"When it comes to righteousness, no one dares to say that we are doing something wrong."

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Peng San left, leaving angrily.

Shen Jiannan looked at his leaving back and smiled self-deprecatingly.

The human brain is flawed.

This kind of defect varies from person to person, from education to education, and from environment to environment.

Reading to master knowledge and learning to think can repair this kind of brain defect to a certain extent.

However, it cannot be completely repaired, and it is impossible to truly solve this genetically inherited defect with acquired complements.

So later, people often wonder why some professor-level figures still fall into some very low-level deceptions.

As a top deception master, mastering people's various weaknesses is one of the required courses.

Only by mastering people's brain defects and thinking logic errors can they be able to follow the trend and guide a person to be willing to take out the money.

It's called mind control, also known as mind control.

MLM is exactly one of the most common.

No matter how powerful it is, it can even suggestively guide and control everything about a person, including the soul.

Peng San was born in a military family, and his father was wounded for fighting against foreigners. This kind of person is most likely to be foreigners and traitors in his bones. He also has a young sister. kind of mercy.

It was also by taking advantage of the feelings that Peng San didn't even know, Shen Jiannan easily let Peng San fall into a trap.

In other words, it was so easy for Peng San to figure out many things by himself.

Before the 1970s, because of the serious corruption in Hong Kong society, it was once called the darkest era.

The fire brigade has to collect black money to fight the fire, otherwise the firefighters will stand still after they arrive and watch the fire devour everything. A Hong Kong police superintendent who was later convicted in the ICAC anti-corruption storm once had a famous confession: "Corruption has become a way of life in the Hong Kong police force. It is as natural as going to bed at night, getting up during the day, and brushing your teeth."

But with the establishment of a clean and honest government, the life of corruption gradually disappeared, replaced by the black and white system. That is to say, during the day, Hong Kong is under the jurisdiction of the government, and at night, Hong Kong has become the territory of major associations.

It is precisely because of this fertile soil that Hong Kong's associations were able to develop rapidly in the late 1980s.

As a formal member of the club, Peng San quickly figured out something.

Why can the major clubs be so rampant, why is there no one to deal with the crimes that everyone knows about, why even if you collect money on the street, you can still greet the uniformed police with a smile, why even if you kill someone, you can easily be released on bail.

The reason is very simple, someone is covering her, and she has the royal air to cover her.

April 2nd.

A security company named First Security was quietly established in Hong Kong.

The controlling shareholder, First Capital Management Co., Ltd.

The actual controller is Kennan Akiyama.

In the territory of Huaguo, Guangxi dragon boat.

The red mountain soil is covered with tall vegetation, and the world flooded by green is full of natural beauty.

The air here is fresh, the environment is beautiful, and the flowers and rainforest make it look as beautiful as a paradise.

It's just that for local people, it's hard for them to feel this beauty.

The red clay walls with yellow door panels, the turf roof and the rainy windows.

Just a handful of wild vegetables and half a tael of yellow soup.

This kind of life makes it impossible to find a few fat people in the whole area.

Men, all look black and thin.

The women also looked black and thin.

All the people seem to be taller, but in fact, they don't look that tall.

Shangjiang Township, Napo Forest.

In the dense jungle, a twenty-five or six-year-old youth was walking slowly with a shotgun in his hand.

His walking is not very fast, because there are often all kinds of large beasts in the forest of Napo Forest.

"Wipe wipe".

Stepping on the weeds that were as deep as his neck, the young man walked into the depths of the forest step by step.

The yellow sneakers with the thumb exposed are covered with mud, which is the trace of morning dew mixed with mud, and there are a few red marks on the ankle, which are the wounds hung by the weeds on the ground.

The young man didn't seem to feel the pain and itching on his ankle. He stared straight at the grass and stopped somewhere.

The grass is more than one meter deep, and it is impossible to see what is hidden under it.

But the young man's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

He had an intuition that there was definitely something lurking in that position.

One minute, two minutes.

After staying quietly for five minutes, the grass moved.

A gleam of light flashed through the squinted eyes of the young man, and he knew that something in the grass might be about to come out.

"Shushasha!"

There was a sound of friction from the moving grass.

With the sound of rubbing, a big, dark-skinned, majestic and burly guy slowly came out.

Two snow-white fangs were raised above the lips, the huge eyes shone with a wild light, and a terrifying impact could be felt in that majestic body.

"*(\u0026(\u0026"

The young man cursed in a low voice.

Meaning, your mother is a fart.

pig.

It's a pig.

But it wasn't an ordinary pig, it was a wild boar.

With a length of nearly two meters and a height of one meter, the fangs on the pig's snout are like the most terrifying blades.

Better to provoke a tiger than a wild boar.

Anyone who often hunts in the jungle knows that although the wild boar bears the word pig, the tiger will only have to escape for its life if it gets aggressive.

The reason hasn't changed.

The wild boar skin is really thick.

Tiger, as long as he is not shot twice by a sneak attack and survives, he has to run.

But a wild boar is a position that can really kill with a single shot.

buttocks.

Only by blasting the wild boar's skin and eyes with one shot can this guy be brought down directly.

Otherwise, a wild boar rushing over could kill a person head-on, even a tiger would be disembowelled if hit head-on by a wild boar.

Pig, walking forward.

The muscles dangling along with the forward movement showed terrifying lethality.

Therefore, the young man who scolded his mother couldn't help swallowing.

This is all meat.

Although wild boar meat has a bit of a fishy smell, it is fragrant when prepared with seasoning.

what to do?

With a distance of only 30 meters, a wild boar at this distance can rush to a person in only three seconds.

Don't look at this guy's short legs, that kind of terrifying burst speed can only be compared to a wolf.

Considered 0.01 seconds.

The young man stood on the spot like a big gun, raised the gun and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

"Snapped."

The shotgun let out a terrifying bang.

"Aww."

hit the target.

A wild boar not far away had a bloody eye and let out a horrible cry after being injured.

The smell of sulfur is permeating, mixed with a strong stench, which makes people frown.

"Aww."

Without any hesitation, the injured wild boar rushed towards the young man frantically with hatred in his eyes.

Twenty-five meters, twenty meters, fifteen meters.

The young man who looked like a javelin on the spot didn't have any fear or uneasiness. He stared at the wild boar rushing madly and calmly changed the bullets.

Ten meters, eight meters, seven meters.

It only takes another second, and the young man will be pierced by the wild boar's terrifying pair of fangs.

"Snapped!"