0p0 Chapter 256 Big Brother, I'm sorry, it's our fault, I didn't keep a close eye on him.
Chapter 256 Big Brother, I'm sorry, it's our fault, I didn't keep a close eye on him.
Noticing Song Zihao's embarrassment, Uncle Jian patted him on the shoulder.
"And don't think you're anything special. Everyone working here has some training, except you..."
Uncle Jian pointed to a man who looked a bit chubby and said.
"Fatty, tell Brother Hao how you got in there back then."
Haha, it's me?
Upon hearing this, Fatty chuckled.
He pointed to his own face and laughed.
"The pervert who killed my wife was sentenced to eight years."
It was just a simple sentence, but Song Zihao could sense that everyone here had an unspeakable past.
But Uncle Jian broke the unspoken barrier, and after that, everyone seemed to get along even better.
So, you should just live your life here.
Uncle Jian took a car key out of his pocket and tossed it to Song Zihao.
“That car outside is yours. From now on, give me 800 yuan a day for the car fare, and the rest is yours.”
"Yes, Uncle Jian."
Song Zihao smiled, and this time he smiled very happily.
On one hand, Song Zihao was happy, but his older brother Chengjiu was anything but.
"You bunch of useless trash, what can you even do! You can't even find a single person!"
Inside the villa, the eldest brother picked up an ashtray and walked towards his younger brother.
The underling instinctively stepped back, only to find that his boss, Cheng, had already grabbed his tie.
"Are you afraid?"
The eldest brother smiled.
"What are you afraid of? I don't eat people."
"Brother, I'm sorry, it's our fault. I didn't keep a good eye on him."
The underling's voice trembled as he spoke, while the eldest brother smiled slightly and straightened the underling's tie with one hand.
"It's good enough to admit your mistakes; what I hate most are people who know they're wrong but won't admit it..."
Hearing his elder brother Cheng's words, the younger brother felt a little relieved.
But the next second, Brother Cheng's expression turned ferocious.
"But that doesn't mean I won't punish you after you admit your mistake!"
As he spoke, the eldest brother, holding an ashtray in his right hand, smashed it directly onto the head of his underling.
After being hit a few times, the henchman's body twitched a few times and then lay still.
"Throw his body into the sea to feed the fish, and leave absolutely no trace!"
After saying this, the eldest brother Cheng returned to his room.
After calming down for a moment, I took out my phone and dialed a number.
"Uncle Jian, I hope you can think it over carefully and hand over that guy Song Zihao to me."
It turns out that the eldest brother, Cheng, had already learned through the intelligence he had purchased that Song Zihao was now working at the taxi company run by Uncle Jian.
However, given the other party's status in the underworld, Brother Cheng decided to try a diplomatic approach first, followed by force.
“Since Ah Hao works for my taxi company, he’s one of us. I really can’t think of any reason why you wouldn’t let him go, since he’s completely retired from the underworld.”
Uncle Jian's attitude towards Song Zihao was somewhat cold, but that doesn't mean he was a cold person.
On the contrary, he takes great care of anyone who retires from the criminal world and joins the company.
"Although he wants to retire from the underworld, there are still some things between us that haven't been settled..."
A murderous glint flashed in Big Brother Cheng's eyes.
"To be honest with you, I can't live in peace as long as he's alive."
Uncle Jian on the other end of the phone frowned. He hadn't expected his older brother Cheng to speak to him in such a tough tone.
"Let me tell you, I'm protecting Ah Hao. If you really want to deal with him, come to the company and find me!"
Snapped!
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, the eldest brother slammed the phone onto the table.
"You old codger, I'm giving you face, but you really think you're some highly respected senior? I'd like to see how you manage to protect Song Zihao!"
Meanwhile, at the taxi company, Song Zihao noticed that Uncle Jian's expression was a bit off when he came out after finishing his phone call, so he quickly went up to him and asked him with concern.
"Uncle Jian, is it because your elder brother is making things difficult for you?"
"This has nothing to do with you."
Uncle Jian waved his hand.
"But you can rest assured, even if I can't protect you, there are others who can. It's just that he hasn't made a move yet, and I'm wondering if there are other arrangements."
The person Uncle Kin was referring to was naturally Qin Tai. Perhaps Song Zihao, being in prison, didn't know what the name Qin Tai represented in Hong Kong today.
However, Uncle Jian knew very well that in Hong Kong, there was no one Qin Tai couldn't protect if he wanted to.
Who are you talking about?
Song Zihao asked in confusion.
"Naturally, it's the person who brought you here that day."
Uncle Jian patted Song Zihao on the shoulder and told everyone to get some rest as soon as possible.
With his extensive experience in the martial arts world, he could naturally guess that tonight would definitely not be a peaceful night.
As night fell, three vans parked directly in front of the taxi company.
Then more than twenty people got out of the three vehicles, each carrying a weapon.
The leader glanced at the taxi company's shutter door and nodded to the drivers behind him.
Without hesitation, the driver got into the car, started the engine, and rammed it into the roller shutter door. How could an ordinary roller shutter door withstand the impact of a van? In the instant of impact, the roller shutter door was smashed to pieces like a biscuit hitting a hammer.
Big Brother Cheng's more than twenty men swaggered into the company, but to their surprise, there was no one in the company at all; all they could see was darkness.
"Go and turn on the light."
The leader spoke to one of his subordinates beside him.
The moment the subordinate turned on the light, five heavily armed men stood before them. Had it not been for the light, they wouldn't have even realized there were five people in front of them.
The five people stood there motionless, and you couldn't even feel their breathing; they were like mannequins.
"Who are you!"
The leader looked at the five strangers in front of him and asked with a serious expression.
As he spoke, the leader gripped his machete tightly, as if that would make him feel more at ease.
“If you go back now, I can pretend nothing happened.”
The person standing in the middle of the group spoke up.
A cold voice came from inside the mask, a voice devoid of any emotion that made Big Brother Cheng's men uneasy.
"Are you kidding us?!"
The leader's gaze gradually turned gloomy.
The henchman standing to his left was pointing a knife at the five people in front of him.
"Brother, why waste your breath on them? There are only five of them, while we have more than twenty!"
"Big Brother's men on this side said sternly."
The leader thought carefully for a moment, then waved his hand at his subordinates!
"on!"
In an instant, the twenty-odd men surrounded Qin Tai's five regular soldiers, but none of them made the first move.
"Uncle Jian".
Seeing this, Song Zihao, who was hiding on the second floor, looked anxious. Although the five people below were Qin Tai's men, the number of them was still too large.
"I can't stay here and watch."
As he was speaking, Song Zihao prepared to go downstairs, but was stopped by Xiao Ma, who was coming upstairs.
"pony!"
Seeing Little Ma, Song Zihao was very happy.
"Don't worry, Brother Hao. Those good-for-nothings from Brother Da are no match for Brother Tai's men."
Little Ma's words were full of trust in Qin Tai's men, a trust that only developed after he joined Qin Tai's company.