Son-in-law From Dark World

0Young Master Zhao did not believe in this evil spirit. With a wave of his hand, his two subordinates immediately ran out.    

    

Very quickly, everyone threw a bag of money onto the stage.    

    

"240 thousand, give me 40 cups!"    

    

When Qin Feng heard that, he covered his stomach and laughed, "Sure, wait for me to go to the toilet and come back."    

    

Just as he turned around, four or five hoodlums stopped him.    

    

"Young Master Zhao didn't tell you to go, get lost and drink!"    

    

If it was Qin Feng, he could have killed these guys in an instant. However, he still had some money to earn, so he was reluctant to part with it.    

    

Alright, if he had to hold in his bladder and drink 40 cups, it would be the craziest thing he would do in his entire life. After all, it wasn't good for his kidneys and he hadn't rolled over the bed with Meiyunjie yet.    

    

"Bartender, prepare forty cups!"    

    

Young Master Zhao's expression hardened as he knocked on the counter. Immediately, the six bartenders started to act.    

    

After ten minutes, the forty cups of wine had formed a long line, and the sight of it sent chills down one's spine.    

    

Many people were already beginning to sympathize with Qin Feng. Drinking like this would only end up with him risking his life. Young Master Zhao didn't have any relationship with him yet.    

    

If he didn't drink it, it would be impossible for him to take the money.    

    

Therefore, the path in front of Qin Feng could only continue.    

    

He waved his hand and went straight to the front of the counter. At this time, the music had stopped and he took off his shirt in an unrestrained manner. Under Young Master Zhao's gaze, he drank one cup after another.    

    

When he returned, the glasses were all empty in front of the counter.    

    

At this moment, no one was able to remain calm.    

    

The gaze he used to look at Qin Feng was not only fearful, it was also terrifying.    

    

This was completely like walking on steel. Abnormal! Monster!    

    

The atmosphere was extremely quiet and no one dared to break it. Only Qin Feng smiled as he took the money from Young Master Zhao and weighed it in his hand, feeling very satisfied.    

    

"You brat!"    

    

Waiting for the nightclub    

    

When the money was also given to Qin Feng, he had accumulated 480,000 yuan, which was suffocating.    

    

Young Master Zhao smiled. This Qin Feng was quite a character. After drinking so much, his body just swayed a little.    

    

He had heard about alcohol before, but today, he finally experienced it. It was a few hundred thousand yuan, and he was very happy and had a lot of face.    

    

Just when Young Master Zhao was about to take his people away, Qin Feng raised his head and shouted, "Wait!"    

    

After Young Master Zhao heard that, he turned around and said with disdain, "I already gave you the money, don't waste it on laozi anymore."    

    

He walked up to him and waved it off, "Young Master Zhao is very generous and admirable. Since you are so reasonable and have completed your drinking account, don't you think you should also give me an explanation for this contract with a debt of three million and eight hundred thousand dollars?"    

    

Young Master Zhao's expression changed when he saw the contract in Qin Feng's hands.    

    

He glared at Qin Feng with a sinister look in his eyes.    

    

"Brat, don't be so shameless. There are some things that you can't interfere in. Something will happen!"    

    

So this guy, was actually from Huamei Group. Young Master Zhao instantly thought of something.    

    

He had made a lot of money from this transaction. It was impossible for him to spit it out.    

    

"Aiyo, Young Master Zhao, are you threatening me. When you were spending money just now, you were very cocky. How are you going to act shamelessly by returning the money now?"    

    

Qin Feng stretched out his hand and patted Young Master Zhao's face. With a threatening action, he smiled and said, "You're not afraid of losing face, just show yourself here!"    

    

Young Master Zhao's eyes seemed to be spitting fire as he stared at Qin Feng, wishing that he could skin him alive.    

    

When the people around them heard that Young Master Zhao owed them millions, they started to discuss among themselves.    

    

Some people even pointed at him, afraid that he was bragging when he invited them to the banquet.    

    

"Let's go, kid. Come and chase us if you dare!"    

    

With that, Young Master Zhao left with his men.    

    

Qin Feng smiled. How could he let him leave so easily? He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Young Master Zhao ran out the front door!"    

    

In an instant, all the men and women present ran over, and a few staff members blocked the entrance.    

    

A fierce-looking man with a tiger tattoo on his body walked down from the second floor.    

    

"Who the hell is causing trouble here? You're courting death!"    

    

When Young Master Zhao saw this person, he immediately revealed a smile.    

    

Since the other party was courting death, he might as well spend some money to kill him and let that girl in Huamei Group know that he, Young Master Zhao, was not a pushover.    

    

"Tyrant, this brat is causing trouble. He even said that I want to run, and I've already paid for it. With our relationship, do you think I can do that?"    

    

Young Master Zhao walked to the side of the hulk with a happy expression and said with a smile.    

    

The hulk patted his shoulder and nodded. Then, Young Master Zhao whispered something in his ear.    

    

Tyrant nodded continuously, his face was full of joy. When he raised his head and looked at Qin Feng's hand, his already vicious face became even more ferocious.    

    

"Hehe, look at the money that I, Old Brother Zhao, owe you. Why didn't you tell me earlier how much I owe you? Let me see."    

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Qin Feng turned his head and looked at the other party. Then, he casually handed the contract over to him.    

    

He hadn't thought that he would be so loyal after coming out.    

    

Tyrant took the contract and looked at it. He nodded and turned around to Young Master Zhao and said, "Bro, you are being dishonest. They have proof, so how can you not return the money?"    

    

Young Master Zhao smiled and said, "Hehe, if I don't have the evidence, then I won't need to return it."    

    

Tyrant nodded and then, under Qin Feng's gaze, tore the contract into pieces and threw it onto Qin Feng's body.    

    

"Bro, take the money and leave. It seems like it's not easy for you. You must be tired after drinking so much wine. There's still 480 thousand left. Don't bother about things like this anymore."    

    

Master Ba said with a smile.    

    

The smile on Qin Feng's face gradually froze. He curled his lips and swept the broken pieces of his body onto the ground.    

    

He no longer had any reason to remain at peace with the other party.    

    

He was also in a difficult position. While he was asking for more money, he wanted to take the blame. Young Lord Ye complained.    

    

On the other side, facing such a vicious tyrant, it was easy to tell that they were not to be trifled with. Both sides would eventually offend one of them.    

    

Since Qin Feng hated people like the Tyrant the most, he gave him a reason to attack when it was hard to choose.    

    

"The evidence is gone. The money must still be repaid."    

    

Qin Feng walked towards the hegemon, a smile returning to his face, but in that smile, there was a hint of cruelty, or perhaps playfulness.    

    

"Hehe, return the money? "You came to my f * cking territory and still dare to raise money? Fine, I'll give it to you, chop off his hand!"    

    

With the shout of the Tyrant, seven or eight hulks ran towards the staircase, aggressively, scaring the crowd into retreating.