After Helen left, the leadership of the Green Leaf was handed over to Leopard Kurata.
Leopard Kurata was old, and the elder brother, Thunder Monster, had retired from the throne. When Helen handed over the power to him, Leopard Kurata naturally announced that Henry would decide everything from now on, big or small.
The higher-ups of the Green Leaf were very familiar with Henry. Almost no one had any objection, and no one dared to have any objection.
In this way, although the Green Leaf seemed to be an ownerless state, its cohesion and loyalty were higher than before.
Some people might have some unnecessary thoughts regarding Thunder Monster or Helen Han. However, no one dared to have any other ideas after seeing Henry's tricks. Henry's deterrence was deeply rooted in people's hearts.
This time, the person who came out to work with Henry was from the Green Leaf, a man named Kelvin, who was responsible for contacting Henry.
After dealing with it, everyone came out of the bar.
Kelvin was a man in his twenties and looked very young. He stood respectfully in front of Henry and said, "Brother Henry, if there's nothing else, I'll take my men and leave first."
"Okay." Henry nodded.
With Henry's permission, Kevin took his men and left this place.
In the back alley of the bar, there were three young men lying on the ground. All of them were full of blood and unconscious.
When they woke up, they would fully understand the problem. The arrogance with no strength brought disaster to them.
Whether it was the underground world or not, one principle was always rampant. That was, the winner was the king.
At the same time, in the villa in Luxury Village.
The villa was luxuriously decorated. A man and a woman were sitting on the sofa. The man was about 50 years old. His clothes were simple and his face was covered with signs left by the wind and frost. The woman was in her forties and looked very well maintained. She probably had done yoga. Her figure did not appear to be obese. The expensive cosmetics smeared on her face and there was a pearl necklace around her neck.
The man and the woman were Sam Zheng's parents, Neil Zheng and Fiona Wong.
Naturally, the two of them had heard about what had happened today.
"Fiona, I have said that you can't spoil him like this! Now, look at what he has done! It is against the law to try to rape her!" The man's tone was full of blame, but he was more helpless. He lit a cigarette, and the smoke floated up. On the tea table in front of him, there was an ashtray full of cigarette butts.
Neil understood what his son looked like.
Fiona sat next to him with a bad look on her face. She held her hands in front of her chest and said, "That's my son. What's wrong with me pampering him? I say, Neil, don't you have a lot of connections? Why, are you not use this time? Let me tell you, my son has been there for a few hours. You should hurry up and find a way to let him get out!"
"It's very difficult." Neil shook his head and frowned. "He provoked the Family Lin this time and made a big deal out of it. It's not easy to solve this matter."
"I don't care about Family Lin." Fiona grabbed the teacup in front of her, threw it on the ground, and smashed it. "Anyone who dares to touch my son will not be able to live a good life! Neil Zheng, I tell you, if anything happens to my son, we are all doomed!"
After leaving this sentence, Fiona rushed upstairs angrily.
Neil looked at Fiona's back. He took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaled slowly, and let out a long sigh.
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