Chapter 52: The Evil God Descends from Heaven

Zeng Shen thought happily, stretched out his hand on the display map in front of him, marked this place, and then leaned on his seat, waiting for the No. 1 Divine Chariot to pass through this dock town.

After all, as long as you leave safely, you can easily earn a thousand survival points.

As for the subsequent first brush of survival points for these gods.

When I have time that day, I will brush it up.

Just when Zeng Shen thought so.

Soon his vision was attracted by the scene inside the wharf gate passing by.

Thirty meters away from the dock gate.

There was a group of young gangsters who looked like they were here to cause trouble. They each had sticks in their hands and seemed to be negotiating with the dock workers and stewards.

But there was no sign of a fight.

But the back of that young gangster seemed a bit familiar to Zeng Shen.

It's just that the No. 1 divine chariot drove past too fast just now.

Before he could see clearly, Divine Chariot No. 1 was already driving outside the gate of the dock town.

Then a prompt sounded in his mind.

[Host, leave safely from the wharf town where the third-level water gods and the second- and first-level water gods appear, and your survival points will be +10. 】

"What's the situation? Why do you only have ten survival points?"

Listening to the prompt in his ear, Zeng Shen was stunned for a moment and immediately gave the order:

"No. 1, turn the car around and stop by the gate of the pier."

"Received Master~"

Upon hearing Zeng Shen's order, Divine Energy Chariot No. 1 made a mechanical sound, then turned around at high speed and drove to a stop in front of the dock gate.

"Master, what's wrong?" Xiao Ai asked doubtfully.

"No, the people I saw in the dock just now seemed familiar. I'll go down and say hello. You wait for me at the top."

Zeng Shen said, took out the disguise mask, changed his face, got out of the car and walked quietly into the open and unattended dock gate.

When he got a few meters closer, Zeng Shen could see clearly who the yellow-haired gangster was with the stick, pointing at the dock workers and the steward.

"Isn't that Huang Ziliang, a gangster? Why did he take his little brother to a dock so far out in the countryside to cause trouble? No wonder I couldn't find him at Jinhai dock these two days."

Zeng Shen murmured, then rolled up his sleeves and moved forward silently, wanting to hear what they were doing here, and then say hello to them and earn their survival points that they had not earned today.

now.

Huang Ziliang and his one-shot gangster didn't realize that there was a pair of eyes staring at them with malicious intent behind them.

They looked at the fat supervisor who represented the dock workers in front of them, and each looked at the cartons of cigarettes in his hand with disdain.

"How many of our brothers do you want to send back these few cigarettes?" Huang Ziliang used the stick in his hand to light the cigarettes in the fat steward's hand.

The fat manager was sweating heavily on his forehead. He shook his head quickly and said, "No, no, our boss said that as long as you don't make trouble every day, everything can be discussed."

"Everything is negotiable, okay," the yellow-haired gangster held out three fingers, "turn over 300,000 yuan a month."

"What, turn in 300,000 yuan a month!" The fat manager showed a surprised expression.

"Why, you don't want to give it, do you?" Huang Ziliang shouted aggressively, and then shouted to the brothers beside him: "Brothers, rush into them and smash their goods."

When the workers behind the fat supervisor heard that the yellow-haired gangster on the other side was going to smash their goods again, some of them with hot tempers started yelling.

"What the hell, you dare to smash it and give it a try. Do you really think that our Golden Thread Bay dock workers are vegetarians? Brothers, you are a bright guy."

Many workers made a "heh" sound and pulled out sticks, shovels, beer bottles and other weapons that had been prepared from their backs.

The fat supervisor saw that he was about to start a fight. He quickly scolded the workers behind him to step back, and then eagerly bowed to the yellow-haired gangster:

“Wait wait, brother.

“Everything is negotiable.

"Three hundred thousand a month is not a small amount. You have to wait until I call my boss and ask."

When the yellow-haired gangster heard what the fat supervisor said, he was very satisfied with the appearance of the other person and immediately started urging him.

"Fight quickly, don't waste my time."

As he said this, Huang Ziliang couldn't help but laugh happily at the brothers behind him.

After all, it's been several days.

They didn't know which god of plague they had provoked, or whether Master Guan Gong failed to worship him properly.

Every time they wanted to make some money, a stranger would suddenly appear and beat them up with great skill.

For several days.

They didn't get anything out of it, but they were beaten up and miserable.

Yesterday, Boss Wu's Brother Dao Scar asked him to come here to cause trouble for the Yinhai Ye family and bring people here to cause trouble.

By the way, I told him this morning that as long as the other party is willing to give in and pay 200,000 yuan a month, everything will be easy to negotiate.

As soon as he heard that there was a chance of success, the people here were willing to give in. Naturally, he was reluctant to continue fighting with the opponent today.

Zeng Shen saw that they didn't fight, with a look of strange pity on his face.

After all, he wanted to take the opportunity to teach the incorrigible Huang Ziliang and his younger brother a lesson and gain 580 survival points.

As a result, there was no fight.

This forced him to think about finding some opportunities on his own.

His consciousness condensed, and he walked invisibly to the container behind the workers, and then slowly revealed his figure without realizing it.

As he approached the workers, the fat supervisor stepped aside and quickly dialed his boss's phone number.

In an office at the Jinxianwan Wharf, Master Ye looked at the gangsters who appeared again in the distance, and he was furious.

There was no way.

The other party was a local tyrant. When the police were called to arrest a group of gangsters, a new group of gangsters would come back, and after that group of people were detained and released, they would come back to make trouble again.

It was endless.

Suddenly, the door opened.

His middle-aged servant butler hurried in and reported:

"Young Master Ye, Mr. Jia, Mr. Shen, and Mr. Li's goods have been smashed the most recently. The other party said that we are not peaceful here, and has unilaterally terminated cooperation with us, and asked us to pay double compensation, and then turned to the dock over there at Liu Miao."

"Several important customers of Liu Miao's family who were invited last time also said that they would not sign a contract with us."

"I asked someone to find out clearly that someone pretended to be the young master and slapped that Boss Wu at the West Wharf Bar."

Ye Li's face was swollen, and his face turned blue as he listened to the middle-aged butler in front of him reporting the situation at the dock in the past few days.

And when the middle-aged butler servant said the last sentence, he almost vomited blood in anger.

"Fuck his ancestors, who on earth is it, impersonating me and innocently bringing this evil spirit to me."

Even though Ye Li, who felt that he was well-educated enough, couldn't help but swear at this moment.

"Master, calm down. I have asked someone to explain and sent the photos of the young master to the other party to let them know that the person that day was not the young master." The housekeeper said.

"Explain? Is there any use in explaining? Maybe the other party knew that the person was not me at that time, but when they couldn't find the person, they wanted to save face and explain in front of me and the outside world, and then came to beat me up. Now they must want to suck blood from me." Ye Li roared.

"Then do you want to tell the master about this and let the master help you solve it."

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Li's roar, "You want everyone in the family to think that I, Ye Li, am incompetent, right?"

Beep

Suddenly.

The housekeeper's cell phone rang.

He took a look and saw that it was a call from the fat housekeeper who was dealing with those annoying hooligans at the dock gate.

"Master, it's Director Zheng calling."

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