Han Sanqian followed Huang Mao and others to an entertainment city. The environment was relatively dirty, and none of the gamblers inside looked like rich people. They should be designed to trick some ordinary people. Judging from these , Huang Mao's boss, probably just a small character.

Of course, even a big man in the Tao is not worth mentioning to Han Sanqian. With his current strength, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be too strenuous to deal with.

"It seems that you guys are not doing well." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Being ridiculed by Han Sanqian, Huang Mao wanted to trample Han Sanqian on the ground, but after thinking about Han Sanqian's ability to fight, he could only suppress his anger for a while. Anyway, he has already reached his own territory. As long as the boss speaks, some will vent his anger Opportunity.

Walk into an office.

It is not so much an office as a room, because there is no office, but a bed, a middle-aged man with greasy hair, holding a little girl with colorful hair in his arms, wearing fishnet stockings, dressed up Like a street girl.

"Boss." Huang Mao shouted.

The middle-aged man didn't even look at Huang Mao, and said, "Is the money coming back?"

"Boss, something is wrong." Huang Mao said weakly.

"Fuck, you can't do this little thing well, what's the use of you, damn it, you might as well eat shit." The middle-aged man said cursingly.

"Boss, it's this kid who spoiled our good deeds, and he wants to see you." Huang Mao said.

The middle-aged man raised his head only now, but when he saw Han Sanqian, he became even more angry.

It's just a little kid, but he can ruin their good deeds, so it's possible that a group of people can't even deal with a kid.

"Huang Mao, you are fucking kidding me, he, such a little trash, can ruin your business?" the middle-aged man said angrily.

Huang Mao has already paid the price for belittling Han Sanqian, so when he heard what the middle-aged man said, he hurried to the middle-aged man. He had to let the middle-aged man know that the little kid in front of him was not so Simple, not only to make the middle-aged people pay attention, but also to let the middle-aged people know that it is not that he is ineffective.

"Boss, although this kid looks like a brat, he is very skilled." Huang Mao said softly.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, he was just a brat, no matter how much he could play, it was still a child's game, how could he be able to compete with adults?

What's more, he is still on the road. If he can't even deal with a child and spread the word, wouldn't he lose all face.

"Besides, he wants to see you by name. He is quite courageous, and I'm afraid he has a lot of background." Huang Mao continued.

"Oh?" The middle-aged man raised a little interest. It was a little surprising that such a brat dared to come to see him on his own initiative.

Standing up, the middle-aged man walked in front of Han Sanqian. The size gap between the two forced the middle-aged man to look down at Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian raised his head slightly and looked at the middle-aged man calmly.

"My name is Zhou Dingshan, are you looking for me?" Zhou Dingshan deliberately showed a fierce look. Generally speaking, children would be a little scared when they saw his expression.

But Han Sanqian's eyes remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, and even when he looked at Zhou Dingshan, he felt calm and relaxed.

This calmness made Zhou Dingshan start to look at Han Sanqian squarely.

Ordinary adults, when they come to his territory, will be a little scared when encountering such a situation, but he is a little kid, but he is not afraid at all. This is not as simple as a newborn calf.

"I want you to help me with something." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Zhou Dingshan was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and burst out laughing. He never expected that this brat would speak so loudly. Although he is not a big shot in the Tao, he is quite famous in his own area. Hearing what this brat means, he wants to be his subordinate, isn't that a joke?

"Little friend, what grade are you in this year? Are you the boss in school? School is different from society. Do you know that if these words angered me, you would die and leave today." Zhou Dingshan said.

"It's up to you." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he circled the entertainment city for a week and continued, "With these rubbish?" JrNovels.com