"Brother Dao, I've already told you, when you're out and about, harmony brings wealth. Why don't you believe me?"
Dao Ge's face was contorted with rage as he stared intently at Zhang Cheng, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
"This time, I admit defeat. Your goods are all in the back warehouse."
"Are we just going to accept defeat this time?" Zhang Cheng said with a smile.
"I've come in person. If this matter isn't handled properly, wouldn't I lose face?"
What do you want?
"I haven't thought of what to do to you yet." Zhang Cheng raised his hand and touched his chin.
"Brother, why don't we bury him?" Zhang Zhongming said with murderous intent. "Dig a hole, set it on fire, and there will be no evidence against him."
Damn.
Is it really necessary to be so ruthless?
The group of thugs' expressions changed drastically, especially when they saw the thug whose eye socket had been pierced by a gun barrel, blood still oozing from his eye, lying there, his life hanging in the balance.
"Brother, do you think I, Brother Dao, dare to do this without anyone protecting me?" Brother Dao said through gritted teeth. "I work for Young Master Gao."
Young Master Gao?
What is its origin?
“Tell me more about this Young Master Gao you’ve mentioned!” Zhang Cheng asked.
“Young Master Gao is Mayor Gao’s only son. We’ve been with him for five or six years.”
No wonder Zhao Daming's comrades couldn't resolve this matter.
Come to think of it, without a powerful figure backing them up, Dao Ge and his gang wouldn't have been able to cause trouble for so long.
"So Brother Dao is quite the big shot, huh?" Zhang Cheng chuckled, patting Brother Dao's face.
He wiped the blood from his hands onto Brother Dao's cotton-padded coat, stood up, looked down at Brother Dao with cold eyes.
"Then, Brother Dao, could you help me get acquainted with Young Master Gao?"
"Okay!" Would Brother Dao dare to refuse? He could tell that this guy who had always been reasonable was actually a ruthless person.
"210*****, this is Young Master Gao's pager number. There's a telephone inside; you can contact him yourself!" Brother Dao recited a string of numbers.
"Brother Dao is still the most straightforward!"
"Bang!"
He kicked Brother Dao hard in the chest, the force sending him flying half a meter. Brother Dao felt several ribs break, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth.
That's ruthless!
The group of thugs who had been tied up stared at Zhang Cheng's retreating figure as he strode into the house, their eyes filled with terror.
Entering the room, Zhang Cheng glanced around and found the landline on the desk. He picked up the phone, dialed the paging service, and gave them the pager number.
Sitting down in the chair, Zhang Cheng waited quietly for Young Master Gao to call back.
"Ring ring!" A dozen minutes later, the phone rang.
Zhang Cheng raised his eyelids and reached out to take it.
There was no sound from the other end.
Zhang Cheng's eyes were sharp, and he chuckled softly, quite cautiously.
"Young Master Gao..."
"Beep beep beep beep~~~"
Zhang Cheng had just started speaking when the call was disconnected.
Zhang Cheng was speechless. Not even a chance to talk? Since you don't want to chat on the phone, I'll have to come find you in person.
He tossed the phone back onto his desk and turned to walk outside.
It was still cold, and the group of thugs were pinned to the ground, their faces pale and lips bluish-purple from the cold.
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