Her explanation made the Taiwanese man frown, and he went through the matter point by point: "Is the Bamboo Union involved in drug trafficking, or is it based in mainland China?"
...
“I knew something bad was going to happen. My dad didn’t agree to them doing drug trafficking in mainland China, so they teamed up to betray him and kill him.” The Taiwanese boy patted his head again: “Is Zhongyi Hall your master? You’re really willing to help me, huh?”
Grandpa Er thought the money was too little and was initially reluctant to help, but Chen Rou shot him and he had no choice but to help.
But she said, "Grandpa said he saw you when you were a child, and he could tell at a glance that you are a loyal, upright, and capable young man."
In fact, even the Taiwanese man's name is unknown.
When those small, petty gangs from Taiwan arrived in Hong Kong, they were like rabbits entering a fox's den.
This is called chicken soup for the soul. It left the Taiwanese guy a little bewildered. He twisted his arms together, stuck his legs out to the sides, and kept jumping up and down: "Does Master Er really think I'm that great? This... is a bit ridiculous!"
It wasn't just about motorcycles, it was pure nonsense, but Chen Rou said with a sincere expression, "You're already very outstanding."
The Taiwanese guy was like a piece of dog shit falling from the sky; he was stunned and overjoyed, but then he said, "It's too early."
Chen Rou's patience was almost exhausted. If he continued to be so hesitant, she would just want to strangle him and make Song Yuanchao the gang leader.
A Taiwanese guy chimed in, "I haven't even finished The King of Fighters yet."
Even when Nie Yao was imprisoned, he wore a neat suit and his hair was perfectly styled.
The Taiwanese guy is a freelancer and he's working, but he's wearing a tattered T-shirt and greasy work pants. He probably got a haircut with his head shaved, leaving a patch of bruises on his head. He looks like a complete jerk.
Chen Rou banged on the horn and roared, "Go change into a suit right now, shave your beard, wash your face, straighten your back and come with me to see Master Er, or I'll break both your legs and tie you to Nie Yao, and find someone else to be the leader of the Bamboo Union!"
The Taiwanese guy was as fast as lightning: "I'll be there right away."
Clothes make the man, and he was a tall man of over 1.8 meters with broad shoulders. Although he was a bit thin, his suit looked loose on him, but young men can easily pull off a gangster look with a shaved head and clean beard. Of course, it would be even better if his eyes were a bit fiercer.
Stepping on the gas, Chen Rou continued to berate, "Look at your pathetic state. If you weren't such a coward, Chen Sihai's men would think you're a spineless coward, a penniless bastard. Would they dare to kill your father or kidnap you?"
Even the Taiwanese man was exasperated: "Ms. Chen, I'm going to get angry if you insult me like that."
"You're a piece of trash, you bastard. Your dad's been dead for ages, and instead of thinking about revenge, all you do is play video games all day long. Play, play, play! Play your mother's ass!" Chen Rou drove like a maniac and cursed like a maniac.
The Taiwanese man clenched his fist and said, "Ms. Chen, you should be polite. You're really making me angry."
"So what if you're angry? Do you dare hit me? Let's see you make a move!" Chen Rou said, as the car had already left Happy Valley and sped towards Kowloon.
The Taiwanese boy clenched his fists in anger, but finally said, "I'm warning you one last time, you can't swear."
The car stopped, Chen Rou shifted gears, clenched her fist, and beckoned Wan Daozi to come closer. She then punched him twice in the forehead.
The Taiwanese guy was really angry, so angry that his anger was surging from his chest and his head was on fire.
He stared at Chen Rou's back, imagining that he would not only punch her twice, but also teach her to be polite.
Just like that, in a daze, he was taken to a temple. At first glance, it seemed unfamiliar, but upon closer inspection, he realized that he had been here before. It had blue bricks, red walls, and gray tiles, and was filled with statues of Buddhas. It was a temple, but in fact, it was the headquarters of the Loyalty Hall. It was also the place where the gang leader and the lower-ranking members discussed matters when important events occurred in the gang. It was similar to a government office building.
Chen Rou remained the same as always, always wearing the most casual clothes and doing the most outrageous things.
Master Er's eyes lit up when he saw a tall, thin young man with a murderous aura rushing in. He said to the Second Master beside him, "That kid is good. He has a lot of energy and spirit."
The second leader recognized the boy from Taiwan: "So he came here with his father, right? His father..."
Just then, Chen Rou came in. Master Er deliberately told Chen Rou what he said: "Chen Sihai of the Bamboo Union is too kind-hearted and always likes to think about the gang members. He likes to talk about winning people over with virtue."
The second master said, "As the saying goes, kindness and severity must be combined; without the use of authority, virtue cannot be established."
Master Er meant the same thing. It's like when Bi Hong and Dong Ying are both pursuing the same girl. Er Hong can't lose. In the underworld, if you admit defeat in one matter, your subordinates won't respect you.
Ultimately, in the world of martial arts, whether you act voluntarily or passively, you're bound to suffer losses.
The Taiwanese guy was stunned by the beating, but just like Yang Yongxin's electrotherapy for internet addiction, although Chen Rou's method was a bit wrong, it still aroused some of his ferocity and fighting spirit at this moment. Moreover, he was a Taiwanese, and he was the best at acting weak and sucking up to others. In addition, Chen Rou had just praised Master Er, so he was seven parts genuine and three parts exaggeration. The tough guy knelt down on the ground with a thud as soon as he entered the door.
The grievances and tears that had been simmering all the way were finally released at this moment: "Grandpa!"
Master Er looked at the Second Master and said, "Aren't you going to help the child up?"
The second master helped Wan Daozai up and said, "I know you've been wronged. Don't worry, the Loyalty Hall will take care of you."
...
It would be a big deal to persuade a gang to cooperate.
There were many people here today, all sitting on the benches on both sides. They were all middle-aged men in their forties and fifties, with dark skin and muscular builds, clearly in charge of things.
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