svetikya Chapter 52: I was still too much of a saint.
Chapter 52: I was still too much of a saint.
"Brother Chen, this is the Quanxing Society's shop."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Jimmy pointed ahead to the DVD shop, where a fat man was smoking. His bald head was so shiny it was almost reflective, and he looked very greasy.
"How many brothers did we hurt?" Wei Chen looked around. The surroundings were quiet and peaceful, with no signs of any disturbance.
Because Wei Chen's shop is across the street.
"Two people were injured, one of whom is still unconscious and it seems his leg was broken," Jimmy said.
"Damn it!" Wei Chen punched the doorknob, his anger rising even higher.
"I'm always the one hitting others, when have others ever dared to hit my people? This guy has some nerve!"
Although Hung Hom is located in Kowloon City, it is also an affluent area. In addition, it is close to Yau Tsim Mong, so it is still very lively and bustling with traffic late at night.
However, this situation seemed rather strange, because there wasn't a single military uniform in the bustling city.
Normally, there would already be several groups of people patrolling at this time.
"Brother Chen, what do we do?" Xiao Fu asked.
"Call A-Wu over and let him handle this." Wei Chen lit a cigarette, suppressing his anger.
"Get a few more men, and prepare some Molotov cocktails to burn this bald man's shop down."
"Setting fire in the middle of the city, won't that cause an accident?" Xiao Fu was clearly taken aback; this method was a bit ruthless.
"So, only outsiders can do it," Wei Chen said, turning his head and pointing.
He originally wanted to use a dump truck, but upon closer inspection, he realized that this place was not a good fit.
In addition, he was already being watched by the police, and if he succeeded a second time, the police might pay even more attention to him.
It will be troublesome to do any business then.
Being swept away is the least of your worries.
Not to mention that things are a bit strange right now, and those people from the Quanxing Society might be up to something.
"Call A-Wu again and tell him this is settled. Each person gets at least 5. If they get caught, the resettlement allowance is at least 10. I'll throw money at them until they're all wiped out!"
"Okay, I'll go inform them right now." Xiao Fu immediately took out his mobile phone.
"Go and inform Attorney Chen again, warn him that something bad will happen tonight, so he can be prepared." Wei Chen then looked at Wang Jianjun.
"No problem," Wang Jianjun readily agreed.
Although the piracy business only earns about 500,000 yuan a month and hasn't fully taken shape or expanded yet, Wei Chen doesn't mind taking out 500,000 yuan to buy them coffins.
Trying to mess with me? I'll play you to death!
……
At the same time, the bald boss who owned the pirated DVDs also received a phone call.
"Old Liu, you know everything, right?"
"Of course I know," Fatty Liu laughed. "Brother Bao, you single-handedly swept up two casinos, Wo Luen Shing, and even led a group of men to send them to the hospital. That's pretty impressive!"
"Enough with the nonsense. I've taken care of your competitors, but if my income doesn't increase, then you're on your own," A-Bao said directly.
"Don't worry, I know." Fatty Liu said with a relaxed tone and a smile, "It hasn't been long since we swept through those venues at Lian Sheng, and business has increased by 200% compared to usual. Your share of the profits will definitely double."
"That's fine." Abao said and hung up the phone.
Fatty Liu put his mobile phone on the table and snorted coldly in his heart.
Money, money, money! All you ever think about is money. Sooner or later, I'll bury you in money.
However, Ah Bao's business is secure. At least his income has increased now, and without competitors, he can dominate the area and earn even more money in the future.
If the pirated DVDs become stable, then we can also engage in smuggling and selling pirated DVDs.
Let alone how big the profits are.
As for Wo Luen Shing... Fatty Liu didn't take it to heart either.
Anyway, it was Abao who did it, so what does it have to do with him?
He was just working for both Abao and Quanxing Society. No matter how arrogant Wei Chen was, he had no reason to harm him.
Unless he has a death wish and would rather be beaten down by two gangs than not vent his anger.
"Are you the owner here?" At that moment, a man in black wearing a baseball cap walked over with his head down.
"It's me, boss. What do you need?" Fatty Liu immediately stood up with a smile, preparing to introduce the various movie DVDs in the shop, when Ah Wu suddenly pulled out a machete and chopped off Fatty Liu's hand.
Seeing his hand holding the cigarette suddenly fall to the ground, Fatty Liu was stunned.
Ka!
A-Wu then punched the other man hard on the Adam's apple, knocking him unconscious before he could even scream.
His face was covered in cold sweat and showed signs of pain.
"Do it." A-Wu snapped his fingers and then dragged Fatty Liu out the back door.
He had already scouted the location before he arrived.
Then four or five more masked men rushed in, started smashing things with sticks without saying a word, and then threw in Molotov cocktails.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Before long, the shop was engulfed in flames.
Then the two shops on the left and right were also affected, burning fiercely with crackling sounds.
Some of the employees were burned or maimed, and they ran out into the street screaming in agony, looking like they were on fire.
It startled all the passersby.
Even better news is that all of these shops belong to Quanxing Society.
……
"Aaaaaah! Aaaaah!"
Inside a sand pit, A-Wu dragged Fatty Liu out of the car, and screams could be heard as he pulled.
"Behave yourself." A-Wu stepped on the other person's wound, his face cold.
He then walked to the Mercedes across the street and said, "Liang Chen, it's all done."
"Not bad efficiency." Wei Chen straightened his collar and slowly got out of the car.
As I walked over, I saw the fat man clutching his severed hand and screaming in terror: "Tsk tsk tsk, how did it get so bad? Did he accidentally fall and break his hand, or did you do it, Ah Wu? If you did it, then you're inhuman."
"Is this Boss Liu? Good evening! Are you hungry? Want some late-night snacks?"
Wei Chen snapped his fingers with a smile, and A Wu immediately took out a burlap sack.
It happened to contain a severed hand.
Fatty Liu's midnight snacks are all made by Fatty Liu himself.
"Spare me, spare me!" Fatty Liu begged Wei Chen, both shocked and terrified.
Wei Chen didn't even know who this person was, but just their ruthlessness was enough to terrify him.
"Spare my life? You guys are so bold, you've wrecked my place and beaten my people, and you actually want to spare my life? I thought you'd keep acting tough forever!" Wei Chen raised his foot and stepped on the wound, grinding it repeatedly with his toe.
Immediately, another shout came from below.
"It wasn't me! It wasn't me! It was Mantis Abao and his gang! I only said that you and Lian Sheng stole our business, but I didn't say I wanted him to cause trouble. He made all the decisions himself!" Fatty Liu cried and shouted.
"Really? I don't believe it." Wei Chen sneered.
She raised her hand and pointed to his other hand: "I'll give you one more chance. If you still don't behave, you'll only be able to masturbate with your feet from now on."
"Really, I swear, I'm not lying to you..."
"A-Wu, chop him up for me."
"No!" Fatty Liu pleaded.
"chop."
Without saying a word, Ah Wu raised his knife and brought it down. Liu Pangzi immediately screamed and howled in pain, rolling around in agony.
However, she still kept saying she didn't know anything, and that she had already said everything she needed to say...
"Both hands are gone. It's the same old story. It must be true." A-Wu turned his head and said.
"What do you mean 'really'? He clearly saw that I was honest and easy to bully, so he cut off both of his own hands to try and extort money from me. I'm the real victim!" Wei Chen sneered.
A-Wu stared at Wei Chen in disbelief.
How could you say that?
"He's missing his fingers, but he still has his toes. Ask him again if he still wants to masturbate... If he does, tell him the addresses of those guys, Mantis Abao." Wei Chen spat on the ground, turned around, and got into his car.
I'm still too much of a saint; I can actually resist the urge to kill him.
When it comes to cleaning up their own mess, they're not exactly saints.
After Wei Chen left, A Wu grabbed Fatty Liu and pulled him up, slapping his face with the bloodstained knife: "Did you hear what he said just now?"
"Tell me the truth, or at most I'll sever your tendons, but Liang Chen really dares to skin you alive!"