C10 The Secrets of the Heavens must Not be Revealed!

Ignoring the escaping Chair Lee, Chen Fann squatted in front of Mr. Ying as if nothing had happened. He placed the kitchen knife on Mr. Ying's shoulder and stared at him without blinking.

"Mr. Fann... be careful... this knife... is not sharp enough..." Mr. Ying was so scared that he started to sweat. He even stuttered when he spoke.

Mr. Ying saw a bloodthirsty look in Chen Fann's eyes. It was as if Chen Fann's kitchen knife would cut his throat in the next moment!

Mr. Ying had been in the industry for so many years, but this was the first time he had seen such a look from someone!

"Are you scared?" Chen Fann's words were still calm, but the calmness was filled with a chilling coldness.

"Mr. Fann... please be magnanimous..." Old Eagle was a social person. He knew that a wise man knew what to do. He immediately handed the 100 yuan that he had extorted from Chair Lee to Chen Fann and said, "We brothers won't be earning this money anymore!"

"Do you think I care about such a small amount of money?" Chen Fann did not accept the money from Old Eagle. Instead, he put down the kitchen knife and pushed the money back to Old Eagle.

Old Eagle was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

He had no idea!

"Do you guys need money?" Chen Fann took out a packet of Hong Ta Mountain from his pocket and gave it to Old Eagle and the others.

"Mr. Fann... this..." Old Eagle and his two brothers squatted on the ground and peeked at Chen Fann timidly. They did not even dare to look at him directly.

"Tonight, we have a big business opportunity. Are you interested?" Chen Fann smiled sinisterly.

"Yes! Brothers, we came to the world to make money! Mr. Fann, please show us the way!" Old Eagle instantly became Chen Fann's old friend.

In the face of benefits, all hatred was fake. Money was the king.

Moreover, Old Eagle and the other two were truly intimidated by Chen Fann. They were afraid that he would swing the kitchen knife again.

"Listen up..." Chen Fann smiled and whispered to Old Eagle. His big plan had officially begun.

If Chen Fann didn't get up, they wouldn't dare to. Four men were squeezed in the small kitchen, and they were all squatting on the ground. It was indeed a little comical.

A few minutes later, Old Eagle and the other two were already numb from squatting, but after hearing Chen Fann's plan, the three of them suddenly felt that their legs were no longer sore, and they could even squat for another ten minutes.

"Mr. Fann, is what you said true?" Old Eagle looked at Chen Fann in surprise and joy.

"Why would I lie to you?" Chen Fann pretended to be mysterious and said, "I have drawn a map for you. Choose whether you want to make money or not!"

Old Eagle gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. He growled in a low voice, "Money comes from danger! Let's do it!"

"This is what a hero of the martial arts world should be like! Think about it, why would a coward like Chair Lee have money? We are not worse than him, right?" Chen Fann continued to tempt people. In this aspect, he was definitely a master. It was easy for him to manipulate a little thug like Old Eagle.

"Right!"

"Damn it!"

"Listen to Mr. Fann!"

Old Eagle and the other two roared in unison, as if they had already sold their lives to Chen Fann.

No matter how poor you are, you are still a mother. No matter how rich you are, you are still a father. Nothing was more convincing than money!

Chen Fann stood up and waved at Old Eagle and the other two, "There are still a few hours left. Go and prepare well!"

"Then, Mr. Fann, we'll be leaving first." Old Eagle and the other two cupped their fists at Chen Fann and left Chen Fann's house happily.

When the people left, Chen Fann started to clean up the mess in the kitchen. By the time everything was back to normal, it was already 1:30 PM.

"It's time to go to the other bureau." Chen Fann whistled and left the house with light footsteps.

Chen Fann rode his motorbike to the video hall in the west of the town and met Lao Zhang, who was still buying tickets at the door.

"Brother Chen Fann!" Lao Zhang welcomed him warmly and smiled at Chen Fann in a very vulgar manner, "How's the matter with the kid?"

"I didn't find a chance to make a move!" Chen Fann put on a bitter face.

"Ah? Not done?" Lao Zhang's face was even more bitter than Chen Fann's. He was more worried about the 125 yuan he had paid in advance.

"Look at your ugly face. Are you afraid that I will blackmail you with your money?" Chen Fann smacked his lips and took out the 125 yuan he had prepared beforehand and stuffed it into Lao Zhang's hand, "I'm no longer the same as before. Why would I care about such a small amount of money?"

"What are you talking about? Who in Qinghe Town doesn't know that Brother Chen Fann is the most righteous person?" Lao Zhang's hand subconsciously took the money from Chen Fann and hurriedly put it into his pocket.

"Look at you!" Chen Fann glared at Lao Zhang with disdain.

This was the first time Lao Zhang had seen Chen Fann so arrogant. Thinking back to what Chen Fann had said just now, he immediately caught the key point. "Brother Chen Fann, what's going on? Did you get rich?"

"Soon!" Chen Fann revealed an arrogant smile. "The rich man in the city bought my sister. The price was so high, and he even asked me to go with him …"

Lao Zhang listened with great interest, and the air was filled with the smell of gossip.

But at this moment, Chen Fann suddenly stopped talking and smiled mysteriously at Lao Zhang. "The secrets of the heavens cannot be revealed."

After saying that, Chen Fann rode his beloved motorbike and headed west of the town.

Watching Chen Fann leave, Lao Zhang's eyes were filled with curiosity. He could not help but look a few more times, and he muttered to himself, "Don't tell me this brat has gotten lucky and is planning to go to the city to mix with the rich? Why don't I have a young and beautiful sister?"

Chen Fann pretended to be mysterious, but in fact, it was basically a clear sign. Lao Zhang easily guessed the latter half of Chen Fann's sentence.

And this matter became the most valuable topic of conversation in Qinghe Town for the next few days through Lao Zhang's mouth.

Not long after, Chen Fann rode his motorbike to the video hall in the east of the town.

Wang Hongwei was sitting on a chair at the door, flipping through the newspaper in boredom. When he saw Chen Fann riding his motorbike, he casually threw the newspaper to the side and waved at Chen Fann enthusiastically, "Brother, you're back? How's the video recording going?"

"Don't mention it. I didn't find a chance to make a move!" Chen Fann said as he listened to the motorbike, and then he used the same excuse to deal with Lao Zhang.

Wang Hongwei's face immediately darkened when he heard that, "I didn't manage to do it. Your motorbike was wasted for so many days? You have to pay for the gas!"

"Are you still my brother? You have the nerve to ask me to pay for such a small amount of gas?" Chen Fann curled his lips in disdain.

After saying that, Chen Fann walked in front of Wang Hongwei arrogantly and looked around as if there was no one else around. He even purposely left his back to Wang Hongwei. He also straightened his back, and his perfect S-shaped buttocks were especially curled up, revealing half of the money in his pocket.