"Yes, it's me."

Ji Dahai sneered, "When I was in the underworld, you were still in your mother's womb! You dare call yourself 'I' in front of me?!"

Big Intestine Bro was completely terrified, his legs trembling: "Um... I was blind to your greatness, Mr. Ji, please be magnanimous and let me go!"

Li Weidong looked at Shen Xiaoyan with some curiosity and asked, "Sister Xiaoyan, did Boss Ji used to be involved in the underworld?"

"you do not say!"

Shen Xiaoyan laughed and said, "He's not only involved in the underworld, but he's also a gang leader."

If it weren't for the subsequent crackdown on organized crime, Ji Dahai's status would probably be even higher now, given his abilities.

Li Weidong was amazed.

Meanwhile, Big Intestine Brother had already knelt on the ground, leading his gang of underlings in slapping themselves.

For a time, the sounds of slapping were incessant, creating quite a lively scene.

Ji Dahai glared at him coldly: "What kind of trash dares to cause trouble for my brother? If I don't call a halt, you'd better keep beating him until I'm satisfied!"

No one dared to voice their opinions, and they fought with even greater ferocity, fearing that if they were too gentle, they might displease Ji Dahai and bring about their own demise.

With Ji Dahai's abilities, dealing with these thugs would be a piece of cake.

In just a moment, the faces of all the thugs turned red and swollen.

Ji Dahai then turned to Li Weidong and said, "Brother Weidong, what should we do with these people? You say something!"

Li Weidong hesitated, about to speak, when he saw a Santana motorcycle with two sidecars approaching from a distance, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"The people who will deal with them have arrived."