On the other side, Thunder Tiger and Dragon-Capturing Tiger also came out from behind.
The fat man tapped the table: "Did you hear that? In his eyes, you're only worth two packs of Soft Peony cigarettes."
Thunder Tiger was speechless, while Dragon-Capturing Tiger was filled with righteous indignation: "Damn it, who does he think he is? If we had been fighting for him all these years, would he be where he is today?"
That's right, Yang Weimin is a coward. He can only win when things are going well, and he disappears when things are going badly.
Of the five tigers, the most powerful are Thunder Tiger and Dragon-Capturing Tiger, and the most stubborn is Golden-Haired Tiger; as for Smiling Tiger, forget about him.
The fat man turned to Thunder Tiger and asked, "Has word leaked out about our operation tonight?"
Benleihu thought for a moment and said, "Impossible. Yang Weimin probably just happened to stumble in. After all, he suffered a loss at Grandma Monkey's hands last time and wants to get revenge."
The fat man hesitated for a moment: "We can't be careless. You guys go back to the factory first, I'll go find the police and explain the situation."
"..."
Around 8 p.m., it was completely dark.
The fat man and his comrades all wore red armbands on their sleeves, steel helmets, shields, and rubber batons at their waists. Together with the fully armed police officers, they rode in a truck straight to North Park.
Upon arrival, the police officers took over command and assigned everyone to hide in different locations.
He and two other comrades, along with Fatty, Thunder Tiger, and Dragon-Catching Tiger, found a spot with the best view and looked at the situation in the park, saying with a puzzled expression, "This number of people doesn't seem right."
The fat man looked around and saw that Liu Guangfu, Yan Jiefang, and Yan Jiekuang had arrived. There were about twenty or thirty of them, riding five or six bicycles.
Each of them carried a satchel; without a doubt, they were hiding weapons inside.
This small group of people reminded the fat man of a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old hooligans who used to ambush people and extort money from them at the school gate when he was in middle school in another timeline…
Qin Longhu, all brawn and no brains, thought there was no problem: "What's wrong with that? There are so few of them!"
The fat man glared at him, and he dared not speak.
The police officer said, "They're not stupid; they wouldn't do something as futile as throwing an egg against a rock. What do you think, Fatty?"
"I also feel something's not right. Wait a moment while I go for a walk in the park."
Before he could finish speaking, he had already darted off.
He moved as nimbly as a tabby cat. Before the police officer could even get a good look at him, he wiggled his hips and disappeared in a few twists and turns.
The man next to the policeman exclaimed in surprise, "Could he have been in the army? The way he's wiggling his butt is even more flamboyant than our platoon leader's."
"Flirtatious? The police officers and Thunder Tiger barely managed to hold back their laughter..."
The fat man, unaware of their accusations against him, carefully circled around to the back of the group.
He was familiar with the layout of North Park; it ran north-south, shaped like a gourd, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom. The upper part was where men and women dated and flirted, while the lower part was where arguments and fights broke out.
If there's an ambush, it must be in the grove of trees near the lake.
The fat man arrived at the edge of the grove in no time.
He walks very fast, lifting his front leg high, seemingly making a big movement; but when he actually lands, it is silent, straight up and down, with each step his toes landing first, and his body weight still on his back foot.
After making sure the front foot is firmly planted and making no noise, lower the heel and repeat with the back foot.
Once one foot was firmly planted, the other quickly followed. It was with this kind of gait that he moved quickly along the edge of the woods, not only maintaining a fast pace but also avoiding disturbing any noisy objects like twigs or fallen leaves.
The fat man quickly learned his target.
The smell of smoke was getting into his nose. These guys are so unprofessional; they dare to smoke while lying in ambush.
The fat man took a long, roundabout route and approached them from the other side of the grove.
Carefully concealing himself, the fat man leaned firmly against a tree trunk and began calling roll.
“1,2,3……48,49”.
No wonder Liu Guangfu was so confident; he had 50 men buried here, intending to launch a surprise attack on the other side.
The fat man recognized the group; the leader was none other than Golden Tiger.
That's strange, when did they all get together?
You know, the Five Tigers used to rob us brothers a lot back then. They'd beat us up whenever they came, and they were ruthless.
However, when Liu Guangtian was expelled, it wasn't the Five Tigers of Red Star who took action.
It was someone else hired by Li Huaide, who was even more ruthless and vicious than them.
Those people, the fat guy didn't even appear out of nowhere!
Therefore, we should never underestimate Director Li.
The fat man carefully retreated and told the police officer what had happened.
He discussed it with his two comrades and said, "Let's keep the original action plan unchanged. We're here to arrest people anyway, so it doesn't matter who we arrest."
This logic, okay, is very powerful; the fat guy likes it.
Liu Guangfu and Jin Maohu had plenty of time to think about it and came to the park to lie in ambush early on; but the other side was not so punctual.
Liu Guangfu was getting impatient when the group finally arrived.
A dozen or twenty bicycles rode in all at once.
Except for the bicycle in the lead, which had a woman on the back, all the other bicycles had three people on them: one riding, one sitting on the front crossbar, and one on the rear frame.
The most eye-catching combination was a long-legged, skinny guy who looked like a bamboo pole sitting in front of them, and a huge fat guy sitting behind them. He was fatter than an elephant owner!
The fat man's two thick legs were on the pedals, providing power to the bicycle. But what's the strange thing? Where's the person in the middle?
Chen Kang looked closely and discovered that there was another person sandwiched between the two of them, who looked like a little bean and was no more than 1.5 meters tall.
Looking at him, then at the large, fat man, Chen Kang involuntarily recalled: "A patch of cloud hangs in the northwest sky, a crow alights on the phoenix forest..."
"..."
They've finally arrived! Everyone perked up instantly, and the police officers busied themselves counting heads.
The fat man also roughly counted, and estimated there were probably fifty or sixty people.
The people on both sides lined up, and bicycles lay overturned on the ground behind them, forming a natural boundary.
This is their rule: if a fight breaks out, whoever chickens out should run behind them. As long as they get out of the bicycle's range, they'll be safe.
The fat man glanced at the time; it was 8:41 PM.
Liu Guangfu led Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang out of the crowd, and two more people stood out from the opposite side.
The fat man, relying on his exceptional hearing, overheard their entire conversation: "Zhang Wangba, is that you? Where's Grandma Monkey? Why isn't she here? Could she have been robbed?"
A burst of laughter came from behind Liu Guangfu.
The guy opposite him, who had been called by a nickname, didn't hold back: "You little brat, you think you're so great? I managed to take your brother's money last time, so I can take yours today, you little bastard, do you believe that?!"
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