The Millionaire Son in Law

Dongcheng District, by Qingyun River, Longhu wharf.

This is different from the abandoned wharf of flying fish wharf, but a wharf operated by ship, as well as many open factories and warehouses storing a large amount of goods.

This is all the property of the Zhou family in Qingyun city.

The workers who usually work in the factory and wharf are gone and have been cleared.

Dozens of off-road vehicles were parked on the open cement ground beside the wharf. There were tough men sitting on the vehicles, and the teams of the two sides seemed to be facing each other.

There was a tea table in the middle, with two people sitting opposite.

Shen San was wearing a flowered shirt and twisting Buddha beads. Opposite him was a cold young man with a brown jacket and extremely sinister eyes.

On the nearby challenge arena, a big man holding a mountain knife fought with a middle-aged man aged about 30. They fought with each other with fists and feet, swords and shadows, and deadly moves. They all wanted to harm each other. It was thrilling to see.

"Dang!"

At this time, the mountain knife in the big man's hand was broken in two by his opponent's bare hands and jingled to the ground. After that, the big man flew out of the challenge arena, fell heavily to the ground, vomited a big mouthful of blood, and then became unconscious.

Pa Pa!

The young man in the brown jacket applauded and laughed.

"Good fight!"

"Third Master, you have no one around you who can fight." Zhou Bin said with a smile, his face full of satisfaction. "Master Liu abandoned more than a dozen of your generals alone. Even master Liu's two senior brothers didn't have a chance to fight!"

Shen San's face was very ugly. He glanced at more than a dozen underground boxing champions and Jianghu experts lying on the ground behind him. They were still rolling, sobbing and screaming. All of them were disabled by their martial arts, hands and feet.

According to Lin Yin's instructions, Shen San asks Zhou Bin out to fight a decisive battle. According to the old Jianghu rules, both sides send people to fight the wharf and decide the territory of Dongcheng District. As a result, I didn't expect that there were more than a dozen fierce hands in the underground boxing field and several practitioners of Jianghu martial arts school. None of them could resist.

Zhou Bin has three masters of Chinese martial arts. It is said that he is still a fellow martial brother. He only sent younger martial brother Liu, who has the worst Kung Fu, and has won more than ten rounds. His own people can't even fight others with a knife with bare hands.

"Third Master, I don't think anyone on your side dares to come up and compete." Zhou Bin blew a hot tea cup and said with a proud smile, "I respect you as the elder brother Pao in Qingyun city. Well, this box of money is for the tea of my brothers. Don't come back to Dongcheng District in the future!"

With that, Zhou Bin snapped his fingers. A foreign bodyguard behind him threw a black suitcase on the tea table and opened the suitcase. It was full of bright beautiful knives.

"It's a million dollars. You can't take it away." Zhou Bin said triumphantly, looking like eating Shen San.

"Hum! You want to take Dongcheng District with this money? It's a dream!" Shen Sanleng snorted and didn't even look at the box of dollars on the table. "Zhou Bin, if you don't want to die, you'll take someone out of Dongcheng District immediately. If you're late, you won't have a chance!"

Zhou Bin sneered and said in a negative voice, "Shen San, you can't bear me, and you can't stand fighting in the challenge arena. Just fight with me with your long guns?"

"Don't challenge my patience! Don't you take someone out of Dongcheng District? What are you waiting for?"

Shen San's face was very ugly. He said in a deep voice, "if you want to go to the east city, you have to ask my eldest brother if he agrees!"

"Are you bluffing me?" Zhou Bin slammed his tea cup.

Dong!

Zhou Bin was surrounded by two middle-aged men in white practice clothes. Their bodies suddenly rushed out, as fast as thunder. In a moment, they clasped Shen San's shoulders on both sides and pressed him on the tea table.

As soon as Shen San's two bodyguards took out their guns, they kicked them over 180 degrees, fell to the ground and vomited blood, and the guns flew more than ten meters away.

"Bluff me? I'm from the Zhou family. This wharf is the property of the Zhou family!" Zhou Bin looked at Shen San thoughtfully. "Who's your eldest brother, ah? Can you be bigger than my Zhou family?"

"My eldest brother didn't come. Dare you move me?" Shen San said coldly. Although he was pressed on the table, his momentum didn't decrease.

More than twenty black bullies in the distance also drove over and stopped behind Shen San. The people on the car were ready to move.

Zhou Bin narrowed his eyes and asked, "who's your big brother?"

"Lin Yin," Shen said in a deep voice.

"Lin Yin?" Zhou Bin looked cautiously. He thought about the big man in Qingyun city whose surname was Lin. after all, he must be an extraordinary man who even Nancheng Shen San recognized his big brother.

"Your eldest brother Lin Yin is not the famous son-in-law of Zhang Jia waste in Qingyun city?" Zhou Bin suddenly remembered something, looked disdainful and laughed. "Shen San, you're fucking bluffing. Don't you know to choose a bigger one? I've just come back from overseas. I've heard about the reputation of this waste Lin Yin in the aristocratic family circle. It's very famous!"

Shen San sneered and said nothing. He didn't know how cruel lord Lin was. He dared to treat Lord Lin as a loser. He never came to a good end!

"Interesting! You call Lin Yin. I really want to see this loud loser!" Zhou Bin said disdainfully.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

At this time, there was a disorderly sound in the air.

On the Qingyun River, the waves surged. On the river, a black helicopter turned its propeller and landed slowly.

Zhou Bin's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the helicopter. All the men sitting on the SUV also focused on the past.

On the helicopter, Lin Yin rarely put on a black windbreaker. He looked cold and full of the meaning of killing. He put out the smoke in his hand, went to the cabin door, opened the cabin door, and a howling wind rushed in, blowing his black hair everywhere.

"Lin Ye, Shen San Ye is negotiating with Zhou Bin. The helicopter will land in three minutes. Please sit and wait." the pilot nicknamed flying tiger said. He didn't quite understand what Lin Ye wanted to do.

"Wait."

Lin Yin looked cold. After saying that, he stepped out and went up against the wind.

"Ah!"

The flying tiger was frightened. His hands almost lost control ability. The helicopter shook and swayed. He looked at the hatch with dull eyes and couldn't believe it.

He looked at it visually, and his face turned pale. There were still dozens of meters left for the helicopter to land. It was almost ten floors high! A living man just jumped down?

Zhou Bin looked silly below. Everyone was stunned and stared at the figure flying up and down the helicopter.

It's almost ten stories high, isn't it? Most people fall half dead when they jump off the second or third floor!

Bang!

A young man fell from the sky and landed steadily on the concrete floor. He bent over and buckled the ground with one hand. He fluttered in a windbreaker. Then he straightened up. He walked towards Zhou Bin step by step with a silver white suitcase on his dark gloves.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, his clothes fluttered, his hair was messy with the wind, and his eyes scattered a soul-stirring cold light, with a frightening sense of awe inspiring killing.

Zhou Bin was scared to death and stared at the mysterious man who fell from the sky.

"You! Who the hell are you?"