"Boss Zhang, I'll pay you back, I'll pay you back.
I'll send someone to get the money and pay you back right now."
"Repaying the money is what you should do, but this account needs to be settled again.
Didn’t you say that you have more than 300 younger brothers coming here?
This account can only be calculated clearly after counting the number of people.
Let's go down together, so you don't accuse me of inflating the number of people."
Zuo Shi'an became alert again when he heard that they were going to take him down to count his men.
"Boss Zhang, my brothers are used to being lax.
If anything extreme happens later, I won’t be able to control it.”
“You don’t have to worry about this, my people will teach them what the rules are.
You just have to pray that they don't get around to causing any damage.
My stuff is very expensive, so I hope you don’t end up not having enough money to compensate for my losses.
Haha, by that time, Lefty, you will know the difference between heaven and hell."
As they were talking, they took the elevator down to the first floor.
The lobby on the first floor was already crowded with customers who were about to leave.
“Look, Mr. Zuo, this is another huge loss.
My customer was frightened by me, so I should give him some compensation, right?
All of this is caused by you, so of course you have to pay for it.
Is this not too much to ask, Inspectors?"
The two inspectors were also very annoyed when they saw that the matter had become so serious.
"Chairman Zhang, our police station deeply apologizes for the adverse impact that the underworld may have on you.
Your request for compensation is justified and we have no objection."
Zhang Xudong and a few others comforted the panicked crowd while squeezing to the gate.
The more than 30 security personnel at the door were fully armed.
They were wearing combat uniforms, helmets, military boots, blast shields in their left hands and batons in their right hands.
Led by Liu Mantun, they lined up and blocked the door.
In the square at the foot of the steps opposite them, hundreds of people were standing in a mess.
They have tattoos, dye their hair in various colors, and wear colorful T-shirts.
Not only that, they were holding sticks, knives and guns in their hands, and kept swearing at the security personnel.
The two inspectors looked at each other, frowned and said:
"Mr. Zhang, we're sending in the bomb squad now. There are too many gangsters here."
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