Hardcore, dark, gangster, finance, gunfight, funny, slow-burning.
Chen Feng died, and he died downstairs in his house. When the principal of 60,000 yuan increased to hundreds of millions in the past twenty years, people will lose themselves, including Chen Feng.
"Sister Ai Ru, don't be afraid. I still have some money on me. I will go to Africa with you, wherever you go. Four million is enough for both of us to live on."
The message was sent. Chen Feng sat on the roof and waited for almost five hours. The cigarette in his hand was like starlight, falling from his fingertips and cutting through the darkness. Suddenly there was movement from his mobile phone. He picked it up and took a look.
"I have submitted our criminal evidence to the China Securities Regulatory Commission. If you see this message, it means that I am dead. I'm sorry for you, Xiao Chen, but there is no other way. I can't let them divide our bodies. We eat so much that our mouths are full of oil. There is nothing wrong with patting our butts. We have gained two kilograms of meat."
Chen Feng took the last sip of Double Happiness and used both feet to exert force.
When you wake up the next day and find this is what?
Bang bang bang bang! Gunshots rang out behind him... Chen Feng was slapped twice in a daze and couldn't react.
"Come on, follow me quickly"
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