Lian Xiaomin parked the lake blue vintage car that Mr. Song had given her in a parking lot in Causeway Bay.
After locking it, he walked to a hidden and dark alley nearby.
After entering the space, I have to change clothes before going to Mengwan. I can’t wear this “night clothes”.
In early June, the weather was hot, so she changed into a Chinese-style top and trousers made of cotton and linen, in light green, her favorite color.
Wear a pair of beige flat sandals on your feet.
Her waist-length black hair was braided into a single pigtail and placed in front of her chest.
The clothes she wore did not give people the aura of a businesswoman or a Hong Kong tycoon.
As for her being a fisherman’s daughter, that’s not the case, because the texture and design details of the clothes are very delicate and sophisticated.
However, she still has some heroism and boldness of a martial artist, and looks almost like a beautiful martial arts actress like Yang Ziqiong.
This is her usual dressing style, which is completely different from the style of wealthy daughters and socialites who wear Western dresses.
She was also not used to the elite style of strong women in the workplace, which was very different from her own. The white-collar beauty style was more suitable for the type of her predecessor, Assistant Dong, Linda.
In a word, when a person is strong enough, she doesn't need to consider others no matter what style she wears or what kind of work or social environment she is in.
Just be happy and comfortable and do what you like. You are the boss anyway.
Lian Xiaomin, carrying a vintage backpack bought in London, left the narrow alley and walked towards the magnificent entrance of Mengwan Nightclub.
However, after walking a few steps, I suddenly heard vaguely what seemed to be a fight in the alley nearby.
She habitually released her mental power to take a look at the darkness over there.
There are too many such incidents. It is common for gang members to collect protection fees or fights over protection fees in areas where entertainment venues are concentrated.
However, I suddenly noticed that it was a group of seven or eight people who beat up a young boy. This was a bit too much.
The child was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but he was quite tall, about 1.75 meters, and seemed quite capable.
He punched without any plan, but with such ferocity, as if he was risking his life.
For a moment, the gang couldn't subdue him.
Lian Xiaomin could see that the group of people did not want to kill him. Two of them were carrying sharp weapons but stood by and did not take action, meaning that they wanted to tie him up and take him away.
The young man desperately pounced on the opponent and fought with him. Although he didn't look strong, he was very powerful and seemed to be a good material for martial arts.
Lian Xiaomin was just thinking about it casually in her mind. These people who live on the streets are different from real warriors. They are often just ruthless fighters.
She was walking forward, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to take action.
No matter which gang these people are from, it is really bad. There are so many of you, and you beat up a teenager. It is really unacceptable.
Just as she was about to approach, she suddenly heard one of them say, "If we catch this guy, won't his brother come to our boss's company? This will save a lot of trouble and money. We don't have to spend so much money to poach people..."
I seem to understand something. I wonder who this boy’s brother is. Maybe he is an actor or something.
Too unscrupulous.
Lian Xiaomin looked around and found that no one was paying attention to this corner.
She took out a thin black windbreaker from the space, put it on, put on a top hat, lowered the brim, and put a mask on her face.
It is necessary to provide some cover-up, otherwise you will make more enemies and get into trouble.
With a thought, a tranquilizer pistol appeared in his hand.
This saves you from having to do it yourself and ruin the image you’ve just created.
She strode into the narrow alley and fired continuously, hitting the four people with weapons first. They were hit by anesthetic bullets and soon fell to the ground.
Ha, this thing really works.
The other four had let go of the boy and rushed towards the stranger.
Lian Xiaomin fired another shot and knocked down another one.
The remaining three people were already close. She raised her leg and kicked out, kicking a burly and bald parent. The strong body was immediately kicked away and hit the wall directly.
The bald man covered his abdomen and couldn't get up at all. He felt like his intestines were about to break. He groaned in pain twice, but did not forget to shout.
"Tianzai, A'long, we can't let him go..."
The last two seemed to have certain skills and were considered relatively strong, but when faced with Lian Xiaomin, they were no match for her.
She swung her fists, "bang bang~" with a few consecutive punches, knocking the two men to the ground.
"Get lost now. If you want to cause trouble again, be careful not to bump into me when walking on the street at night!"
The two men named Tianzai and A'long held their waists and tried hard to get up, then they walked over to the wall and helped the bald strong man up.
"Brother Ping, what should they do..."
There were five of them lying on the ground. I didn't know what happened, but I didn't see any bleeding from the neutron bullets.
The bald man had such severe pain in his abdomen that he could hardly walk.
After cursing a few words, I asked them to take me to the hospital immediately. Why should I care about others? They would run away by themselves when they woke up!
The boy was wearing a grey short-sleeved shirt and black trousers. When he saw that the gang had fled, he could no longer hold on and slid down to the ground, leaning against the wall.
Lian Xiaomin quickly took off her black windbreaker as it was very hot. She also took off her hat and mask, rolled them up and held them in her hands.
She walked over, squatted down, and looked at the other person's injuries.
The beating was pretty severe. I reached out and gently moved the boy's arm, luckily there was no fracture.
Looking at this purple face, the eyes were very bright and blood was flowing from the corners of the mouth.
"Who is your brother? I heard those guys say that they would catch you and dig your brother to work for them."
I asked this question purely out of curiosity.
Unexpectedly, the boy looked at her and answered very seriously.
"Thank you for helping me just now. My second brother is Zhang Siyao. He is a good singer and actor. These people are subordinates of Chen Tianbao, the boss of Xinghe Gang."
When Lian Xiaomin heard this, she was like, Wow? Isn't this Zhang Siyao the new person that her company has just signed?
The second place in the new talent singing competition is also a handsome guy with a good image. Let him attend the artist training class and develop in multiple fields in the future
Is this poaching your own people? And you’re poaching them anyway.
A gentleman can tolerate this, but an uncle cannot. Fortunately, I was just meddling in other people's business.
"Does that Xinghe Gang also run an entertainment company?"
She continued to ask casually as she reached out and helped the man up.
The ground was very dirty, with a puddle of water on it. The boy's light grey shirt was stained with blood, and he looked really miserable.
"Yes, Chen Tianbao opened a company called Huaxing, signing singers and filming movies. He took a fancy to my second brother, but he refused to go, saying that the company he was working for was a big company and that the opportunities were great."
The boy stood up and moved slowly, holding onto the wall.
He suddenly glanced at the five people lying on the ground and whispered, "If anything goes wrong, I will take the blame and will not betray you. Go now!"
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