Chapter 207: 100 million yuan in protection fees

Jiang Wuming took the whiskey handed to him by the waiter, shook it gently a few times, then put it to his lips and took a sip. His movements were very elegant, but combined with his bald head, it looked a bit funny. Although Jiang Wuming was bald, no one dared to ask him the reason. No one knew that Jiang Wuming had been a monk for the past three years, and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds. He was no longer the prince he was three years ago. "You are all welcome to come and have a...