Old Niu kicked him, yelling, "You're the laziest kid ever! Get lost!"

......

Old Niu is a very easygoing and down-to-earth person.

He usually likes to mingle with his subordinates and is extremely loyal to his friends.

His brothers like him, so it's perfectly normal for them to exchange a few jokes when they meet.

Therefore, although his reputation in the Dragon Gang was not as great as Feng Zi's, he was always well-liked.

"What are you bunch of brats saying? Can't I, Old Niu, come out and guard the gate?"

"Stand up straight, all of you! Get your act together!"

As he spoke, Lao Niu walked straight to the outermost edge of the guard team and peered out onto both sides of the street.

Just then, Lin Dong finished throwing away the $100 and was getting out of the car.

The sharp-eyed Lao Niu spotted Lin Dong immediately.

He immediately shouted excitedly, "Boss!"

Then, he rushed over as if he could take two steps in three.

As soon as Lin Dong got out of the car, he felt a human bomb rushing towards him and hugging him tightly without him even having to say a word.

"Haha... Boss, you're finally here! I've missed you so much!"

Feeling the warmth of his brother's body and his heartfelt joy, Lin Dong grinned:

"Hey, Lao Niu, how many times have I told you? You need to be mindful of your image, be reserved, understand?"

Old Niu let go, his voice booming, "Got it, boss! I'll start being reserved right now, hehe..."

The two joked with each other and walked arm in arm toward the nightclub's main entrance.

He completely disregarded his image as a powerful figure in the underworld, and ignored the shocked gazes of Ah Fu and the 20 black-clad thugs at the door.

The taxi driver, who had just received $100, was dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, this person is actually Lin Dong?!"

"The boss of the Jakarta Old Bull gang? That must be Lin Dong, the founder of the Dragon Gang, a notorious figure in the martial arts world, and a notorious killer!"

"What have I just done? Lin Dong actually got into my taxi?"

"I even chatted and boasted with him the whole way?"

The taxi driver was completely stunned, his head buzzing with shock and excitement.

Tonight's experience is something he can brag about for a lifetime!

He decided not to spend the $100 bill in his hand.

No, not only should it not be used for decoration, but it must also be carefully framed and passed down as a family heirloom...