Urban God Class Appraisal

Chapter 304 Filial piety
"what?"

"how come?"

The people who were crazily grabbing money couldn't help but widen their eyes and open their mouths. They looked at the unscathed Wang Tanzhi in disbelief, and looked at the manager of the Somali club kneeling abruptly. They couldn't believe their eyes.

"Oh my god, this is the manager of the Somali club, how could he kneel down?"

"Why did he kneel like this?"

People feel that their three views have been violently impacted, and they are almost shattered. This is the manager of the Somali club, and this is the Somali club.

People around here, who doesn't know how powerful the Somali club is?Who doesn't know the deep background of the Somali club?

It is said that even some well-known gangsters in the vicinity would humble even a security guard of the Somali club, let alone the manager of the Somali club?

In their view, the security guard of the Somali club is someone who cannot be offended, and the manager of the Somali club is like the legendary emperor, who is here to kill.

But now, at this moment, the underground emperor in the nearby area unexpectedly, without hesitation, knelt down to a young man who looked only about 20 years old?

"how is this possible?"

"This is impossible."

If other people just couldn't believe it, then the group of people brought by the manager of the Somali club at this moment were completely stunned.

One by one looked at the manager who suddenly knelt down with dull eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, but there was a trace of understanding in this disbelief.

After all, although the strength of these subordinates who can be brought by the manager of the Somali club is not very high, at least they have heard of some things in the circle of warriors.

Because of this, the moment the Somali manager knelt down, they already understood a little bit.

"Di Bang, this kid is actually a Di Bang?"

"Oh my god, such a young dibang?"

Afterwards, these people all knelt down in unison, but within ten seconds, the rest of the people except those who ate melons, as long as they were from the Somali Club, knelt down.

Whether or not they know why their manager would kneel down to a young man, but the manager has already knelt down, if they as subordinates don't follow up quickly, wouldn't they be slapping the manager in the face?
"Please, forgive the sin of the villain."

"boom."

The Somali manager slammed his head on the ground hard. The pain did not make him flinch, but he resisted and kowtowed several times.

"Bang bang."

"Please forgive my sins, forgive my son's sins."

He kowtowed while talking, kept talking, kowtowed, his forehead was broken, and the floor was stained red with blood, but he didn't stop, as if he wouldn't stop until he heard the person in front of him say forgiveness himself.

However, he waited and waited until his consciousness was blurred and he was about to faint, but he still didn't hear the expected words. He couldn't help but stop, looked up, and saw a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"That's it?" The contemptuous words spit out from the young man's mouth. The manager of Somalia froze for a moment, and then felt a pain in his heart.

As a last resort, I can only say humbly in the heartache, "I am willing to honor you 500 million, no, 1000 million, I am willing to honor you 1000 million, only please forgive us for our sins."

The manager of Somalia kept his attitude very low, because he knew that he was not qualified to negotiate terms, the land list, that was the legendary land list.

It is said that the invincible and invincible ground leader was an invincible general in ancient times. Even now that firearms have long been popularized, this kind of ground leader is still not to be underestimated, and it is not something that a small person like him can deal with.

In the eyes of others, he may be very powerful and awesome. He is backed by the big boss behind the Somali club and has dozens of thugs under him. , in the eyes of those really big shots, he is just a fart.

As a fart, what dignity do you want?
As long as he can live, what dignity does he need?
"boom."

After kowtowing heavily to express his humility, the manager of Somalia threw himself at Wang Tanzhi's feet without any scruples under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, and stretched out his arms to hug Wang Tanzhi's thigh.

"Please also forgive my sins."

The Somali manager was crying bitterly, with a snot all over his face, and he lost all his usual pompous attitude, flattering like a shameless rascal.

At this time, the crowd around the audience had already been stunned by the words of the Somali manager. They all stared at the crying and begging for mercy with wide eyes and wide mouths. They were like a clown-like Somali manager. Can't believe my ears.

"1000?"

"Fuck? Did I hear you right? 1000 million?"

"My God, I didn't expect this guy to be so rich."

1000 million, not to mention those onlookers, even the staff of the Somali club looked incredible.

The Somali club is indeed very rich, but in the end it is just a club. Apart from some necessary operating expenses, the Somali club's revenue is actually about 30 yuan per month.

This still doesn't count the contribution to the headquarters, and their club has only been opened for two or three years.

However, now their manager actually made a move of 1000 million?

"how is this possible?"

A group of people are in a state of confusion, but a small number of confidants are thoughtful. As confidants, they naturally understand the details of the Somali manager better than others.

Whether they understand it or not, after thinking about it a thousand times, no matter who in the club is looking at Wang Tanzhi, there is only blood in the eyes.

"1000 million, that's 1000 million."

"What the hell are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and agree."

"You can get 1000 million by nodding, wow, how come I haven't encountered such a good thing?"

Except for Zheng Yan, who was sitting there smiling and drinking, no one thought that Wang Tanzhi would refuse, even though Wang Tanzhi showed such strength that the Somali manager would kneel down and beg for mercy.

But are strength and money the same thing?

To most people this is not the case.

With so much money in front of them, who would say no?Who would say no?Who would refuse the 1000 million that is at your fingertips?

"Ten million is a lot, but as long as you can buy a safe, it's worth it." The Somali manager was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, but he also knew that the ten million must be spent.

It's not something a little money can do to stop a strong player in the local ranking, but 1000 million, based on his experience, is enough to stop a strong player in the local ranking.

(End of this chapter)