Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

All the dwarf mules' eyes were fixed on Jiang Lai.

Wang Bao's income mainly came from flour, and naturally, he had no shortage of ruthless thugs under his command.

But these people are, in the end, just a bunch of lowly mules. They're usually quite proud to see a couple of Black Star rifles, and they've never seen anything like this before.

When Jiang Lai reached the body of the blond-haired man who had been beaten to death by the thugs in suits, he stopped in his tracks, noticing the bloodstains on the ground.

The other short mules also turned their gaze to Jiang Lai, and looked at the yellow-haired man who had been beaten to a pulp, and felt a chill run down their spines.

"No one objects?" Jiang Lai asked indifferently, his gaze sweeping over all the short mules.

The entire scene was silent. Some people looked surprised, some were filled with melancholy, and some looked angry, but no one dared to meet Jiang Lai's gaze.

Hundreds of short mules lowered their heads in unison, overwhelmed by Jiang Lai's imposing presence.

"Since no one objects, I'll say it again: from this moment on, I'm in charge here!"

Jiang Lai continued speaking:

“I don’t care what you did with Wang Bao before.”

"I don't care what you plan to do next!"

"But from now on... I'm going to set two rules."

First, you are not allowed to touch flour.

Second, it is forbidden to force good women into prostitution.

"My rule is: whoever touches me dies!"

"Understand?"

Jiang Lai's expression was serious as he glanced at all the short mules.

However, after he finished speaking, the scene remained silent, and everyone remained quiet.

The dwarf mules were terrified by Jiang Lai and dared not respond.

call!

Jiang Lai lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and his gaze turned cold.

"I'll ask you one more time... Do you understand?"

Jiang Lai raised his voice slightly, his tone revealing deep dissatisfaction.

As he spoke, Jiang Lai raised an arm.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Jiang Lai's men raised all their guns, the dark muzzles pointing once again at the group of short mules.

"Madman!" Ma Jun's pupils constricted when he saw Jiang Lai's actions, and he cursed under his breath.

Chen Guozhong tensed up, staring intently at Jiang Lai's arm. His palms were sweating, fearing that Jiang Lai's arm would fall.

"do not want!"

“We understand.”

"understood!"

.........

Compared to Chen Guozhong and his companion, the short mules below were even more nervous and terrified; some of the more timid ones had even wet themselves in fear.

In an instant, voices rose and fell, as everyone spoke.

"They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin; they're a bunch of despicable wretches!"

Seeing the reaction of these short mules, Jiang Lai cursed in annoyance.

He then waved his hand, signaling his men to put their guns away.

call!

Upon seeing Jiang Lai's men, many of the short mules lowered their guns again and breathed a sigh of relief.

Many of the short mules in front even buckled in their legs and collapsed to the ground.

Chen Guozhong and Ma Jun exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.

They were genuinely afraid that Jiang Lai might act impulsively.

"Let's go, Sister!" Jiang Lai turned around and called to Thirteen Sister, then walked out first.

Chapter 147 Bringing Jiang Lai Back to the Police Station

"Li Hua!" Just as Jiang Lai was about to get into the car, he called out to Li Hua.

“Mr. Jiang!” Li Hua replied respectfully.

"Scan through Wang Bao's underlings; keep those who are useful and get rid of those who aren't," Jiang Lai said calmly.

"Understood!" Li Hua nodded.

After Jiang Lai and Thirteen Sister left, Li Hua led his men to finish up the work.

Although the commotion was quite large, there were no major casualties; only Wang Bao and a few short mules were killed.

After seeing Jiang Lai leave, the short mules finally breathed a sigh of relief, and many of them even sat down on the ground.

"Wang Bao's power is finished!" Ma Jun sighed as he stared at the situation below.

"I actually think Jiang Lai is a pretty good guy!" Chen Guozhong squinted, quite appreciative of the two rules Jiang Lai had set.

Chen Guozhong was definitely the happiest person when Jiang Lai killed Wang Bao.

He had wanted to kill Wang Bao for a long time, but he had never been able to find any fault with Wang Bao. Now that Jiang Lai had stepped in, it was a great help to him.

The next day! !

Inside the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, in the police chief's office.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Fuxi suddenly jumped up, listening to Ma Jun and Chen Guozhong's report, his expression dumbfounded.

He was sleeping with his sister-in-law last night, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

It wasn't until Ma Jun reported to Zhang Fuxi what had happened in Jordan the previous night, recounting the entire incident, that things became clear.

Zhang Fuxi then wore an incredulous expression.

You're saying Wang Bao was killed by Jiang Lai?

"Jiang Lai's hundreds of men are all armed with automatic rifles?"

Zhang Fuxi still couldn't believe Ma Jun's report and asked again.

Ma Jun and Chen Guozhong exchanged a glance, nodded simultaneously, and both wore helpless expressions.

"What were you doing yesterday? Why didn't you report it then?" Zhang Fuji slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage, staring fiercely at the two men.

He was furious upon hearing the news of Wang Bao's death.

As the police chief of Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Cheung Fu-hei received a lot of kickbacks from Wong Po-ping.

Now that Wang Bao is dead, it's like his source of income has been cut off, how could he not be furious?

All along, Zhang Fuxi ostensibly instructed Chen Guozhong to keep a close eye on Wang Bao, but in reality, he was providing cover for Wang Bao and was the one who provided him with a lot of intelligence.

This also caused Chen Guozhong's plans against Wang Bao to always end in failure.

Moreover, even if Zhang Fuxi knew that Wang Bao was trafficking drugs, he turned a blind eye.

Because Zhang Fuxi was a smart man, he knew that foreigners were making money like crazy, and as long as there was no major social unrest, they wouldn't investigate minor matters like embezzlement and bribery too strictly.

Faced with Zhang Fuxi's question, the two of them chose to remain silent.

"Why did Jiang Lai suddenly turn against Wang Bao?" Seeing Chen Guozhong and Ma Jun remain silent, Zhang Fuxi asked again.

He knew Wang Bao's personality. Although Wang Bao was ruthless, he generally wouldn't easily provoke other gangs.

For so long, Wang Bao has been guarding his little corner of Jordan and has never fought with other gangs.

Zhang Fuxi couldn't understand why Wang Bao would suddenly have a conflict with Jiang Lai, and why he would be killed by Jiang Lai on his own turf.

"I heard that Wang Bao sent someone to threaten Thirteen Sister, and that's why Jiang came knocking on her door!" Chen Guozhong had managed to find out some inside information.

"Is he fucking crazy?"

Zhang Fuxi was completely bewildered by Chen Guozhong's words and cursed under his breath.

Now, whether in the underworld or the legitimate world, everyone knows that Thirteen Sister is untouchable, but Wang Bao just has to stand up for her.

Now look what happened; he provoked Thirteen Sister, and Jiang Lai killed him directly.

However, now that Wang Bao is dead, the most urgent task is how to handle this matter.

You should know that Jiang Lai used so many guns in his jurisdiction this time, and even killed people.

This is no longer an ordinary gang fight. In a typical gang fight, even if a few thugs die, as long as no guns are used, the police can usually suppress it.

Jiang Lai has now used so many guns in full view of everyone. If the news leaks out, it will cause public panic.

After the incident escalated, his tenure as police chief is probably over.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fuxi's eyes narrowed, and his fingertips tapped the table lightly.

After a moment, Zhang Fuxi seemed to have made up his mind.

“I don’t care what methods you use, you must bring Jiang Lai back to the police station.”

"Furthermore, we must do everything possible to suppress news about the guns and prevent the situation from escalating!"

"Third, keep a close eye on those short mules on Jordan Street. Don't let them cause any trouble, understand?"

Zhang Fuxi, with both hands supporting himself on the desk, looked at Ma Jun and Chen Guozhong with a solemn expression and gave them instructions.

“Zhang sir…” Chen Guozhong’s expression was rather unpleasant.

Zhang Fuxi's order for them to arrest Jiang Lai now is practically suicide.

"Hmm?" Zhang Fuxi glanced at Chen Guozhong with an unfriendly expression, then turned his head to look at Ma Jun.