The Reborn Financial Giant

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Zhao Bin's dormitory is a three-story small building in the corner of the old district. This small building is one of the most dilapidated and dark even in the old district. The accommodation fee in this building is also the cheapest in the entire school.

, there are not many people living there now, and the school has planned to demolish it from next year.

In fact, what Zhao Bin asked his parents for every year was the accommodation fee for living in the new district, but he had to withdraw part of it every year to pay off the huge debts he had previously incurred. Therefore, when all his classmates and roommates moved to the new district,

, he had no choice but to stay.

But it doesn't matter to him. Living with this class of freshmen students, no one dares to point fingers at him anymore, saying this or that, but he is free. As for living in a bad place,

?

Where can I sleep instead of sleeping on the same bed?

He doesn't want to be like those idiots who spend so much money to send to school every year. He still sleeps on the same hard bed, but the house looks a little prettier!

Walking in the direction of the dormitory, walking on the somewhat dim school road in the old district, Zhao Bin always felt a little uneasy, as if something was blocking his mind. At this point, he really shouldn't be walking in the direction of the dormitory.

At this point, when he is usually excited and most active, he should be killing everyone in the bar.

How long has it been since he walked towards the dormitory at this point? Usually when he returns to the dormitory, it is around five or six in the morning, when everyone in the dormitory starts to get up and get busy. At that time, he returns to the dormitory.

After lying down and listening to their busy work for a while, the whole dormitory fell completely silent and he fell asleep.

Damn it, you really made a mistake, that idiot actually had the guts to run away!

Zhao Bin rubbed his hands in discomfort, and couldn't help but cursed bitterly in his heart.

Originally, he had planned everything. At the peak of the situation, he would get some cash from him to spend. First, he would pay back the money he owed the bar owner, and then he would have a late night snack tonight and have a good night.

Then he forced Gao Feng to call his father, who was supposed to be quite wealthy, and asked him to send some money to spend.

But now, everything is ruined, so I don't dare to go, so I can only sneak back to the dormitory in despair.

Thinking of the cold and stern face of the owner of the Kite Bar who was said to have a gangster background, and the cold and stern eyes when he asked for a bill from him, Zhao Bin couldn't help but shudder in the night wind. He couldn't help but

He tightened his clothes.

"***, let them find a reason to get some money from the family tomorrow. We have to deal with this first."

Zhao Bin secretly thought about it in his heart and quickened his pace.

Xiaolou is the name of the small old building where Zhao Bin lives. I don’t know which talented ancestors who lived in this building came up with such an appropriate name with a bit of classical charm.

After calling it out, it spread throughout Huada.

Returning to the door of the small building, Zhao Bin suddenly felt a familiar smell and a faint warmth.

Having lived here for more than three years, Zhao Bin has developed a sense of familiarity and attachment to this dilapidated small building.

Looking at the small building in front of him, Zhao Bin's heart felt a little relieved from the huge feeling of depression he felt when he thought about it. With a faint breath of relief, he quickened his pace and walked forward.

.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a figure stopped in front of him.

"you!"

Zhao Bin's road was suddenly blocked, and his face suddenly sank. He was in a bad mood today and almost didn't think about it. He raised his head and was about to curse. However, when he raised his head, he saw clearly the face of the person standing in front of him.

When he looked at his face, his expression changed instantly.

The person in front of him turned out to be Gao Feng, whom he and several people were preparing to kidnap and extort just now! And just a moment ago, he was still talking about him in his heart!

Gao Feng was holding a guy who didn't know whether it was an iron rod or a wooden stick, looking at him coldly.

Looking at the look on Gao Feng's face that was almost as cold as a sharp sword, Zhao Bin's mind was shaken violently. He felt a strong smell of danger. Almost instantly, a thought came into his mind.

One word: run! And, without hesitation, he put it into practice, and he immediately turned around and ran away.

"Want to run?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gao Feng's mouth. Just as Zhao Bin's eyes moved and his feet were about to move, the wooden stick in his hand was slashed down like lightning.

"ah……"

Zhao Bin, who had just turned his head and ran two steps, felt that his back and waist were being swept hard by hundreds of kilograms of force. There was a click, and a burning, bone-chilling pain was clearly transmitted into his body.

With his brain nerves, he couldn't help but let out a scream from his mouth.

But the only trace of consciousness left in his mind told him that he had to run now. If he stayed, it would only make things worse. With the power of the stick, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

He believed that as long as he ran away, he would be safe. With Gao Feng's small body, he would never be able to catch up with him, a student from the physical education department. As for the grudge against this stick, he could settle it with him later.

.

But he obviously underestimated Gao Feng's strength, and even more underestimated his own strength.

He forgot that after studying in the bar for more than three years, he was no longer as strong as a calf. Although he was thin, he took off his shirt and was covered with pure muscles.

Braving the hottest sun of the afternoon, dragging a large steamer weighing dozens of kilograms, he ran and sprinted on the school's playground, attracting the attention of countless girls on campus. At the school sports meeting and the city sports meeting, the 100-meter

His dashing grace is a top sportsman who can make countless girls scream.

And Gao Feng, let alone the weak one who would fall over if the wind blows behind him, after nearly a month of methodical training, Gao Feng's physical fitness has already improved by more than one level, even though he is far from Gao Feng himself.

According to the standard, he still has a pitifully weak body like a sick man, but it is completely enough to deal with him, a complete empty shell.

After running less than ten meters, he was hit hard with a stick again, and this time, it was not on his back, but on his shoulder, and it was slashed hard on his shoulder blade.

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