137: Chapter 136: Without Rules, There is No Standard Shape 137: Chapter 136: Without Rules, There is No Standard Shape “Hua Sect Leader, please show some mercy to your subordinates in the future,” a middle-level manager said with a smile.
“My jurisdiction over punishment never considers personal connections, whenever someone makes a mistake they must be punished, so if any of the bosses’ underlings fall into my hands, I absolutely won’t show mercy,” Hua Manlou said seriously.
“This…” The manager became awkward for a moment, wanting to explode but not daring to.
It was clear that Hua Manlou was in a relationship with Song Yun, and to lose his temper here would be akin to slapping Song Yun’s face, and those who slapped Song Yun’s face never ended well.
“I agree, the White Tiger Sect can punish my disciples however they see fit if they make mistakes,” Black Flood Dragon said, arms crossed.
“I also agree, without rules there can be no standards.
Everything we are doing now is for the development of the gang, but there will surely be some who want to stand out during the development, and that’s what the White Tiger Sect is for,” Zhao Yan said, adjusting her glasses.
Since two of the four major sects had agreed, the managers could only nod in agreement.
After the meeting, Song Yun called a few people to stay and asked, “How many people do we have under us now?”
“There are currently 364 people, but only 210 can provide long-term combat power,” Wang Hu replied.
“Good, I’ll make some calls to the Business Administration.
In a few days, you guys go there and register a security company.
We can’t let our people idle away their days, and since we’re starting from the lawful side, let’s go to the extreme and try not to get involved with the underworld.”
In a small motel on the north side of Sunan City, a naked man and woman were engaging in intimate actions on the bed.
After a short while, it ended with the woman trembling all over.
The man embraced the woman and lit a cigarette, saying, “That kid yesterday was really fat, I didn’t expect to find over 6,000 dollars in his bag.”
“It was all thanks to me,” the woman said, tossing the man a coquettish look.
“Yes, yes, your contribution was indeed significant.
It’s just that the kid’s skill was quite good.
Even after you drugged him, he still managed to injure several of our brothers,” the man said, exhaling a puff of smoke.
“But the payoff was very substantial too, this haul is equivalent to several normal scores.”
“Do you think that kid might have some background?
After all, anyone carrying so much money isn’t likely to be a nobody,” the woman said worriedly.
“Don’t be scared, we didn’t hurt him badly.
Besides, he fell for you, and you know, even hookers charge for their service, let alone a respectable woman.
If that kid dares to cause trouble, just say he harassed you; no matter how big it gets, it’s advantageous for us,” the man said with a sly grin.
“You’re so bad.
Don’t I get a reward for such a big contribution this time?” the woman said, licking her lips.
“Hahaha, there’s no field that can be plowed too much, only cows that can be worked to death, but today I’ll give you a wild ride, let’s see who begs for mercy first,” the man laughed heartily and then rolled on top of the woman, beginning a physical exercise.
While tending to the man, the woman thought to herself, initially, she thought her man was impressive, but the kid they met yesterday was even more formidable, overpowering her effortlessly.
After trying out the bigger size, switching back to the smaller one felt a bit uncomfortable.
Just as they were about to reach the climax together, the door was kicked open and seven or eight men in black swarmed in, staring at them ominously.
“Ah!
Who are you?” the woman screamed.
The man was so frightened that his whole body shook, and he froze; what the hell is this situation?
He hadn’t offended any big brother, why did these people give him such a chilling feeling?
“Are you Yang Wei?” a man wearing sunglasses stepped forward and said coldly.
“Ah, I am.
What’s the matter?” Yang Wei stammered.
“Big brother, when have I ever offended you?”
“It’s not me you’ve offended, but someone above us wants to find you.
Yang Wei, oh Yang Wei, should I say you are ambitious or brainless?
Committing such a big act and still daring to indulge here,” the man picked up a pill from the ground and said, “Hmm, it’s even a new type, isn’t it exhilarating?”
“Could you please tell me who wants to find me?” Yang Wei swallowed nervously.
“If it’s something I’ve done, I’ll surely throw a feast to apologize.” In their line of work, dignity was long lost; if the women lured in the fools, they could make some money, but if they agitated someone they shouldn’t have, they would ultimately have to return the gathered money and even throw a feast to apologize.
Yang Wei was well acquainted with this procedure, so he pleaded quickly.
“No more talking, just come with us,” the man grabbed Yang Wei from the bed.
“If you don’t let my husband go, I’ll call the police,” the woman said, holding her phone threateningly.
“I believe you must have mistaken him for someone else; there are so many people named Yang Wei in the world.”
“Are you Weiwei?” the man pulled out a sheet of paper from his pocket, full of information about the woman, looked it over, then compared her appearance and said, “You should come with us too.”
“Ah,” Weiwei, who had intended to make a courageous stand merely for show to let Yang Wei see that she hadn’t abandoned him during his time of need, didn’t expect to get herself implicated as well.
Please don’t take it so seriously, I’m just this bastard’s mistress.
“What ‘ah’?
Put on your clothes and come with us,” the man said, tossing Weiwei’s clothes at her.
Since they were bringing two outsiders, they couldn’t enter the underground base.
This time, the chosen location was a medium-sized bar owned by the Shura Alliance on the outskirts.
It was just past three in the afternoon, the bar hadn’t officially opened yet.
The man led Yang Wei and Weiwei to the largest private room inside the bar.
After knocking on the door and receiving a response, the man cautiously pushed the door open.
Yang Wei and Weiwei nervously stepped into the private room and were instantly terrified.
The room was full of fierce-looking, tattooed men, clearly not the sort to trifle with.
Yang Wei pulled out the ugliest smile of his life and said, “Boss, what did you want with me?”
“It’s this guy here.” The forceful man glanced disdainfully at Yang Wei and pointed at Song Yun.
What?
Out of everyone, the forceful man looked the part of a typical gang leader—large and imposing—but why wasn’t he the one, instead, it was a somewhat frail-looking man?