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Sweat suddenly appeared on Scar Dragon's forehead, "Han, Han, Young Master Han?"

It had only been two days since the incident at the Malaysian Bar. How could he have forgotten it?

What Scar Dragon is most afraid of is Inspector Ma!

And Inspector Lian Ma knelt down to Han Long again!

Scar Dragon is not a fool, how could he not see the stakes here?

He quickly put down the high-raised mahogany chair, wiped the dust on the chair with his sleeves, and said with a flattering smile: "Master Han, please sit down! I see you have been standing for so long, so I moved it specially for you." Bring a chair! Those guys are really blind! When a big man like Mr. Han comes to their shabby shop, they don’t even move a chair for you, Mr. Han! I will definitely take care of them later! "

Scar Dragon nodded and bowed, using his own strength to accurately interpret the word "dog leg".

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

How is this going?

Did Mr. Long deliberately humiliate Han Long?

should be.

Han Long is just a useless young man!

Mr. Long must be bored when he is idle, so he deliberately makes me laugh!

Mr. Long, you are so funny!

At this time, Han Long sat down on the mahogany chair calmly.

The pharmacy clerk suddenly became furious, "Han Long, who do you think you are? Do you dare to sit on the chair moved by Mr. Long?"

Snapped!

Scar Dragon rushed to the medicine shop clerk with a single stride and slapped him four to five meters away.

The pharmacy clerk covered his swollen face and looked at Scar Dragon in horror, "Master Long, I am teaching Han Long a lesson for you!"

"Fuck! You're trying to trick me!" Scar Dragon yelled.

He didn't want to be arrested by Inspector Ma and thrown into the police station just after being released on bail.

There was dead silence in the whole store.

All the spectators were stunned.

This is completely different from what they imagined!

Scar Dragon trotted up to Han Long, nodded and bowed and said, "Young Master Han, what do you think we should do with these blind bastards?"

Han Long said calmly: "I'm not interested, I'm just here to buy medicine."

He handed the list to Scar Dragon, "You go grab the medicine."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

As if he had been favored, Scar Dragon quickly ran to the shopkeeper holding the medicine list.

"Old man Su! Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get the medicine!"

Shopkeeper Su didn't dare to neglect. He quickly picked up the medicine scale and carefully picked up the medicine according to the list.

The medicines on the list are all extremely expensive.

Shopkeeper Su was bleeding from the inside while taking the medicine.

After he caught it, Scar Dragon respectfully presented the sealed medicine package to Han Long.

Han Long took out his vibranium card and said, "Swipe the card."

"This..." Shopkeeper Su said cautiously: "Young Master Han, these medicines are a bit expensive."

Scar Dragon roared angrily: "Old man! How dare you speak to us, Young Master Han, like this? The total of these broken medicines cannot exceed eight taels! How expensive can they be!"

Shopkeeper Su smiled bitterly and said: "Two, 230."

Scar Dragon grabbed Shopkeeper Su's collar and said, "Old man, are you blackmailing our Young Master Han? How dare you say it again!"

Han Long waved his hand, "Twenty-three million is fine, just swipe your card."

Scar Dragon let go of Shopkeeper Su, smiled flatteringly at Han Long and said, "Young Master Han is worthy of being Young Master Han! He is grand and arrogant!"

Shopkeeper Su took the vibranium card and looked left and right with hesitation on his face.

He has never seen this kind of bank card before!

Scar Dragon glared at him, "What are you looking at! Hurry up!"

Shopkeeper Su shiveringly placed the card on the POS machine, and began to wonder if it was time to call the police if there was no money in the card.

After all, the amount of 230 million is too high.

Even if he wants to offend Scar Dragon, he can't suffer such a big loss.

Didi!

"Card swiped successfully. The transaction amount is 232 million US dollars."

The POS machine made a dull electronic sound.

There was dead silence.

All the spectators present felt that their brain memory was not enough.

230 million US dollars!

Is it really coming out?

Where did this guy Han Long get so much money?

The previous customer who said he wanted to use his head as a ball for Han Long shrank instantly and wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide it.

The pharmacy clerk who was slapped by Scar Dragon was also stunned at this moment.

Only then did he realize...he had offended a big customer!

And he’s also a super big customer!

If he were to handle this deal, the commission alone would be worth one hundred thousand dollars!

I am fooling myself!

Snapped!

The drug store clerk slapped himself hard.

The attack was so cruel that he was knocked unconscious.

Han Long took the vibranium card handed back by shopkeeper Su with both hands, turned around and walked out of Baozhitang with the medicine bag in hand.

"Prepare another one for me within ten days."

"……Yes Yes!"

This is the God of Wealth!

More than 200 million was credited in one go!

This is the annual income of their Chinese medicine shop!

Shopkeeper Su was so excited that she burst into tears.

The peak of my career came too suddenly.

Shopkeeper Su was so excited that he cautiously asked Scar Dragon, "Master Long, what is the origin of this Young Master Han?"

How does Scar Dragon know?

However, he will never let go of this good opportunity to show off.

I only saw a glance from the corner of his mouth.

Looking sideways at 45 degrees, with a touch of melancholy on his face:

"Young Master Han's identity."

"Isn't it true?"

"Your kind."

"Little people."

"Can you guess?"

On the way home, Han Long passed by a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown.

"Yo! Come and see!"

"Isn't this the eldest young master of our Han family?"

One of the guys with yellow hair looked like he had discovered a new world, pointing at Han Long and laughing.

"He is really that good-for-nothing Han Long!"

"How dare he come here? Is he looking for death?"

"Unlucky! I was just having a good time drinking, and then I met such a bad guy!"

"Hey, Han Long! Didn't my second uncle have an order that you are not allowed to step into the Han family's territory in the future?"

One of them, a tall mixed-race man, blocked Han Long's way.

Several other men and women were surrounding this man like stars and the moon, looking gloating at his misfortune.

Han Long glanced coldly.

In my memory, this guy is the son of his aunt and a foreigner, whose English name is Mick.

In terms of blood relationship, Mick can only be regarded as a foreign relative of the Han family. When he sees Han Long, he should call him brother.

When he was a child, this Mick often followed Han Long to eat and drink, and Han Long took care of him.

But now, Han Long has lost power, and instead of showing sympathy, Mick follows the Han family and adds insult to injury.

"I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?" Mick roared.

"The road is at my feet. I can walk wherever I want." Han Long didn't want to pay attention to this white-eyed wolf.

"Do you really think you are still the eldest young master? How dare you speak to me like this!"

Mick pointed at Han Long's nose and cursed.

Huang Mao next to him raised his chin in disdain, "Master Han, why don't you come over quickly and apologize to Brother Mick!"

Mick wiped phlegm on his leather shoes and said, "My shoes are dirty, you lick them clean for me, and let's forget about it this time!"

"Hahaha!"

All the men and women present laughed.

They looked at Han Long as if they were looking at a dog.