Siheyuan: I am not Xu Damao

Prince Ning sat at the front seat, quietly listening to the white paper fan beside him talking about Xu Damao.

When he heard that Dasha Qiang came forward, he began to make plans in his mind.

Now the K-Gang and Yi Qun are powerful, and Hong Xing is already in the period of transformation.

Under his and Xiang Yan's plan, he will slowly leave the fandom with Hong Xing, and then slowly focus on nightclubs and bars.

Xiang Yan will enter the financial industry.

However, their ideas can only be sketched out slowly. If a society as big as theirs wants to transform, it will definitely affect the interests of many people.

However, now is a perfect opportunity, if Xu Damao can put pressure on them.

Then forced transformation will suppress losses and opposition voices to a minimum.

So, how can Xu Damao cooperate with them?

Prince Ning asked.

"The K gang spent 200 million to settle the matter?"

"Yes, Lei Luo is the middleman."

"Go and make arrangements. I want to talk to Lei Luo."

"ASAP"

"it is good"

. . . . . .

In a church near Kowloon Walled City.

Qiong sat on the bed, hugging her knees with her hands, looking at her feet dully.

The image of Jesus in her mind was slowly fading.

What replaced it was Xu Damao's rampage, arrogant violent impact, and the blood spurting out when the blade scratched the skin.

All this made her heart beat faster, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.

At this moment, there was a knock on her door.

"Miss Pan, are you inside?"

"Miss Pan?"

"Ah, I'm here, what's the matter?"

“Now it’s time for you to preach the gospel.”

"Oh, okay, I'll get ready and I'll be here soon."

She shook her head and patted her face, trying to forget about it.

Not long after, Joan came to a small church-like room.

This is where she usually talks about the Bible to those who come for drug treatment.

As usual, she looked at these people who were sallow and thin, but had a lustful look on their faces.

They all have an attitude of compassion, feeling that they should save them and influence them.

But today, she felt unspeakably irritated. She felt that these people were all to blame for themselves, not only harming themselves, but also harming their family members.

People like this should report to Satan.

Do not!

They should go to the underworld that Mr. Xu said, to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Miss Pan, what are you thinking about? Sing, we are all waiting."

"Yes, Miss Pan, please move forward. The table is too high and it blocks everything, hehehehe."

"Don't talk nonsense, Miss Pan. After listening to what you said today, will you give out food?"

Some of these people really want to quit, some just want a bite to eat, and some are just wretched people who come to see the golden cat.

Listening to these people's words, Joan's remaining trace of pity was replaced by a touch of blood.

She turned and walked out, then closed the chapel door and locked it.

Then, she stood quietly at the door.

There was first a knock on the door, then a curse, and then a bang on the door.

I don’t know how long it took, but there were sounds of begging for mercy, crying, and even repentance.

"Joan, what are you doing?"

"Father, I'm helping them detoxify."

"Joan, God is merciful. What we have to do is to influence them, not to lock them up. Open the door."

Joan took two steps back, picked up her collar with her left hand, and threw the key in with her right hand.

"Joan! Why did you do this? Listen, this is the sound of hell. Are you crazy?"

Qiong listened to the wailing in the room and said piously.

"No, Father, this is not the voice of hell, this is the voice of the Eastern Hell. They are going through the transformation of the eighteen levels of hell. This is the only way for them to become human beings again."

"Listen, they are confessing."

After hearing Joan's words, the priest's expression changed drastically and he said seriously.

"Joan, give me the key!"

"Father, this is my job, please don't interfere with me."

"Qiong, don't you even listen to what I say?"

"Father, please believe me once."

"Qiong, you disappoint me so much. The blood of your Clay family is indeed filthy and irredeemable."

"Clay family? Father, what do you mean by what you said? What are you hiding from me?"

"Oh, child, it's time to tell you about your life experience. However, your current state is very wrong. Go and repent first. I will tell you again when you realize that you are wrong."

"I'm not wrong. I don't need to confess. Just tell me now."

The priest ignored him, ignored the wailing in the room, and left.

Joan did not chase the priest, but frowned and looked at the priest's background, a little blood appearing in her eyes.

Of course, she didn't want to kill the priest, but she recalled some memories from her childhood.

The cigar-smoking man would hit someone if he disagreed, even if he was bleeding, he was still laughing and throwing his punches.

After a long time, there was no movement in the room, and Qiong opened the door.

The drug addicts inside were paralyzed near the door.

His whole body was covered with blood marks from being scratched by himself.

After seeing Qiong, some people were cursing softly, some were begging for mercy, and some were begging to give him a good time.

Joan looked at these people, took a step back, closed the door again and left.

At night, Joan opened the door with food.

As soon as he opened the door, a figure rushed towards him.

"Stinky mark, how dare you do this to me."

Just as he rushed to Joan's side, he stopped, slowly knelt down, and then fell to the ground.

In Qiong's hand, a dagger was dripping with blood.

When the others saw this, they quickly stumbled out.

Joan was also frightened, dropped the dagger and ran out.

After walking out of the church, she didn't know where to go. She looked around and then walked towards the Kowloon Walled City.

Early the next morning, Xu Damao had just arrived at the Zhuangyuan Building.

Fatty Rong came up to him in a sly manner.

"Brother Xu, the foreign girl said she wanted to see you yesterday, so I brought her here."

"Foreign girl? Poor?"

"Huh? No, it's Pan, Miss Pan."

"Why is she looking for me? Where is she?"

"People are in your office"

"Brother Xu, when I was taking people to leave yesterday, I happened to meet Miss Pan."

"She told me she wanted to find you. I saw there was blood on her body, so I took the initiative to bring her out."

"Blood?"

Xu Damao walked toward the office in confusion.

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ps: The rewards for the main missions in the previous 74 chapters have been set. The settings are as follows:

"Ding: Main mission released"

"Mission: Become the Godfather of Hong Kong"

"Mission Reward: Leader Halo (upgradeable)"

"Leadership Halo: Becoming your disciple will get an average value bonus of your basic attributes"

"The current leader halo bonus is 10%"

“When there are 5 disciples, a bonus of 20% will be given”

“When there are 12 disciples, a bonus of 30% will be given”

"Maximum bonus 30%"

"Disciple: 100% loyal and automatically become a disciple"