I Am King

Chapter 631 Nobody Can Have Peace

Inside the East Star headquarters, Qin Feng sat in the office chair that once belonged to Camel, his legs propped up on the desk and swinging back and forth, and instructed Fu Sheng: "New people, new atmosphere. Fu Sheng, later you can replace everything in this office with new stuff."

"No problem, Brother Feng. I'll have someone come over and take a look right now, and the replacement can be done tomorrow."

"Okay, this place is my territory from now on. Go and gather all the employees here, give them a good talking-to, and if any of them are disobedient, have someone deal with them."

"Got it, Crazy Brother."

After saying that, Fusheng turned around and went out to gather people. However, since the nightclub had not been open recently and the staff were not there, it was a bit troublesome to call everyone over.

Fortunately, Fusheng is now the boss, so after he handed over the tasks, someone else would take care of them. He then went to the counter and took out the nightclub's daily cash flow records to look at them.

While everyone else was working, Qin Feng leaned back in his office chair, swaying back and forth, and unknowingly drifted off to sleep. He didn't know how much time had passed before he was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Boss, the bills and roster have been retrieved."

Wang Jianjun's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in."

Qin Feng raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, cleaning up the drool that had accidentally spilled out, before replying.

The door opened, and Wang Jianjun walked in carrying a stack of account books, followed by Uncle Shan, who was sandwiched between the two men.

"Boss, these are the account books."

Wang Jianjun placed a stack of ledgers on his desk, removed the topmost small book separately, and pointed to the remaining stack of ledgers.

After saying that, he placed the small booklet in front of Qin Feng; "This is the roster."

Qin Feng picked up the roster and flipped through it. It recorded the names, ages, and current occupations of the gunmen. Among them were vegetable vendors, small shop owners, and car repairmen. In any case, none of them were involved in gangs. If you hadn't seen this roster, who would believe that these people were gunmen hired by Tung Sing?

"Why are there only a few people?"

There weren't many people on the roster, only about thirty in total. Qin Feng glanced at it briefly and finished reading it quickly.

"...That's quite a lot. The people on the list were all people we found when they were desperate. From finding them to the subsequent training, we also had to buy them properties and help them start families. The cost for each person was over a million, and we also had to spend tens of thousands every year to support them. Too many gangs couldn't afford to support them!"

Uncle Shan explained with a wry smile.

"Death warrior?"

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, but his eyes were still narrowed, making him look extremely arrogant, which made Uncle Shan very uncomfortable. However, he didn't dare to show it at all and said with a forced smile.

"That's right, they are suicide squads. Don't underestimate them just because they are few in number. Each of them has undergone special training. Even if they are caught while working outside, they will not betray Dongxing."

"So loyal?"

Qin Feng asked doubtfully.

These days, besides the dead, who else can keep their mouth shut?

Qin Feng didn't believe that among the people around him, only Feng Yuxiu and Da Bao could withstand the torture. But if he threatened them with Feng Yuxiu's wife and Da Bao's younger brother, the lecherous Hao, Qin Feng couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't betray him.

“It’s not about loyalty. It’s that they all have families being watched by our people. If they don’t want anything to happen to their families, they have to shut up.”

"Okay, I get it."

Qin Feng had already said that! What the hell era is this? How could they possibly still be training ancient assassins?

"Uncle Shan, if you cooperate with Fusheng and explain the accounts to him clearly, you can go back."

"……good…."

Uncle Shan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Qin Feng would take drastic measures after getting the account books and rosters.

Fortunately, Qin Feng is as disciplined as people say, otherwise Uncle Shan might have died with his eyes open!

"Jianjun, go find the people on the roster and get them to do things."

After Uncle Shan followed one of Wang Jianjun's men to find Fusheng with the account book, Qin Feng threw the list of gunmen's names to Wang Jianjun.

"Who?"

"Jiang Tiansheng and Xu Huaqiang... Ni Kun and Uncle Deng... If you also have people you don't like, you can add them too!"

Qin Feng didn't know who had shot him in the back. Besides listing all the people he suspected, he also mentioned a few acquaintances he didn't suspect. Since he had been shot in the back, he would let others taste the same flavor. His main point was: if he wasn't happy, then nobody else would have a peaceful time...!!

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