The whole audience was quiet, and Pang Feng became the focus of everyone's attention.

How this matter ends today is full of variables. If Pang Feng can't handle it, the Wenshu will inevitably counterattack strongly, which may not have much impact on Pang Feng, but may have disastrous consequences for Sun Peng and Wang Biao.

Perpetrators like literary books and those who cause trouble behind the scenes are likely to not be severely punished, and Liu Jinzhi's grievances are not allowed to exclaim.

Liu Xia came in. The one who came in with him was a strong man about fifty years old. Each of them carried a huge black bag and placed two large bags in front of Pang Feng. The strong man approached Pang Feng's ear and whispered a few words, Pang Feng nodded.

Pang Feng said to Liu Xia: "Liu Xia, open the bag!"

Everyone was confused. I wonder which Pang Feng sang. Everyone was staring at the two black bags, thinking about what it was.

Liu Xia unzipped the zipper outside the bag, and thrust, and the black bag opened: "Ah..."

The audience exclaimed, everyone stared at the big bag, and no one could move his eyes away at all.

"My goodness, so much money?" Xia Zhaosong couldn't help but blurted out.

The audience immediately became restless, and everyone present was gasping for breath. It was very difficult for a person to carry such a big black bag. How much does it cost to carry such a bag? And there are two such money bags, how much does it cost?

Many people present have never seen so much money in their lives. Even people like Wang Biao who have seen the world have suddenly become heavy when they see such two big bags of money. The light in their eyes flashes, and their hearts are ready to move.

Liu Xia was stunned. Seeing the red patch in front of her, she was neatly tied into bundles, all of which were money!

"Cough, cough!" Two gentle coughs, this soft cough pulled everyone's thinking down in reality, and everyone looked at one person - Pang Feng!

All of this money was brought by Pang Feng, and everyone's eyes immediately changed when they looked at Pang Feng.

Many people just saw that Pang Feng was young and Wang Biao called him Mr. Pang. Many people didn’t care much, thinking that Pang Feng and Wang Biao were also birds of feathers, and they were all sluts!

But now, which slut can throw such a big bag of money with just one move? This young man is a real big money owner, big boss!

Facing everyone's eyes, Pang Feng smiled faintly on his face, and raised his hand and said, "Put the other bag open!"

Liu Xia immediately opened another black bag, and as expected, it was full of money.

Pang Feng sat on the chair, his eyes swept across the hall, and he waved at the trembling Wen Sanpi. Wen Sanpi was shocked and immediately walked forward carefully a few steps and stood in front of Pang Feng.

"Brother Wen, you said just now that Sister Liu owes you money, how much money she owes you?" Pang Feng said.

Wen Sanpi stared at the red piece with greedily eyes, swallowed, and said, "That... not much, not much, only tens of thousands! That, Pang... Mr. Pang, you are a big shot, I... My surname is Wen, I don't know Mount Tai!"

Pang Feng held his hands tightly and said, "Brother Wen, nowadays, money is a good thing, and it is natural for you to make money when doing things! Let's do this, I will give you a chance to make money today. Have you seen this money?

I'll ask you a question. If you answer it, I'll give you one, okay?"

"Ah...this" Wen Sanpi's mind suddenly became alive. He stared at Pang Feng in disbelief and said, "Pang, Mr. Pang, can it be...this is the way it works?"

"Of course!" Pang Feng's expression remained unchanged and said, "Brother Wen, I'll ask you an old question first, why are you going to smash the store today?"

Wen Sanpi's face was gloomy and clear. After a while, he said, "Pang...Pang...Mr. Pang, Liu...Sister Liu really owes me money!"

"Okay!" Pang Feng nodded: "This question is answered well, this money is yours!"

Pang Feng raised his hand casually and threw a stack of money to Wen Sanpi. Looking at this stack of money, it was 10,000 yuan. Wen Sanpi couldn't believe his eyes. Just answering such a small question would cost so much money?

In a poor place like Yongping, an ordinary person earns more than 10,000 yuan a year. Wen Sanpi is doing a bad job and often has no money for him. Now he has 10,000 yuan in his hand, which is a huge sum of money for him.

This time, Literature Book used him to make trouble, and the total money he gave him was only a few thousand yuan. Compared with Pang Feng's actions, the little bit of the benefit of Literature Book was not enough to bet on the beggar.

"Why does Sister Liu owe you money? Did someone deliberately ask you to lend her money?"

"Uh..." Wen Sanpi fell into deep thoughts. He looked at literary books, then looked at Pang Feng, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "This is all for me to learn books. When he fell in love with Sister Liu, he gave me money and asked me to borrow money from Sister Liu, and then he made bad things on Liu Xia, so that Sister Liu's restaurant could not be managed. In this way, learning books can take advantage of the situation!"

"Very good! I'm satisfied with this answer. This money is yours!" Pang Feng threw it to Wen Sanpi Santuo, which was 30,000 yuan. Wen Sanpi's neck suddenly turned red, and his blood was ignited. Two questions cost 40,000 yuan, which is more cost-effective than robbing a bank.

He is a clever man and has figured out what Pang Feng means. Pang Feng is going to kill literary books today!

Although Wen Sanpi and Wen Shu have the same surname, they are actually not related by blood. Wen Shu even relies on his identity as a policeman and often bullies Wen Sanpi. At this time, Wen Sanpi has the current interests, so how can he care about so much?

Next, Pang Feng asked him what he answered, how to plan literary books and make trouble for Liu Xia, how to make things difficult for Liu Jinzhi, everything was explained clearly and clearly!

Today, this incident was caused by literary books to come and smash the shop. The purpose was to make Liu Jinzhi desperate and finally have to go to his bed.

Pang Feng threw away the money casually and answered that it was 10,000 yuan. He was satisfied with the answer that it was 30,000 yuan, and was very satisfied with the 50,000 yuan. Wen Sanpi had a short time and had more than 200,000 yuan in front of him. Looking at the stacks of banknotes, Wen Sanpi's passion was completely ignited: "I've got rich, I've got rich. With this money, I can't even use a gangster? Take this money and do some small business casually, and you'll have everything in the rest of your life!"

The truth was soon revealed. Wen Sanpi digged all the dirty things in literary books, and everything was conclusive and it was easy to find evidence. How could Sun Peng not seize such an opportunity? He quickly made the record.

Everyone present was stunned, especially literary books. He was already in a state of madness in Jiestilli. He shouted loudly: "Wen Sanpi, you are slandering people. This is not the case. This is inducing offerings, this is inducing offerings!"

Pang Feng stood up suddenly, stared at the literary books, and said coldly: "Everyone listens to me. I, Pang Feng, say this today. My purpose today is to make literary books. Money is a bullshit to me. I didn't think about taking back the two big bags of money. So you have one. If you can provide favorable clues to the police station, I, Pang Feng, will let you make a fortune! Let's be here today, and cash it immediately! If you can't find the literary books, find out the literary soldiers' affairs for me, and make a fortune as well as the literary soldiers, and cash it immediately!"
Chapter completed!