manynovel Chapter 88: Let You Rip Off Your Customers!
Chapter 88: Let You Rip Off Your Customers!
The air froze instantly.
The price quoted by the burly man with the buzz cut didn't even cover the starting price.
Not to mention, Jardine Street is just two intersections away, only a few steps away.
This is clearly a joke.
The driver's facial muscles tightened little by little, and his eyelids twitched.
"I'll fuck you to the core!"
He suddenly roared and slammed his hand hard on the steering wheel, the horn blaring a short, piercing "beep".
"Are you kidding me?!"
He pointed his finger at the burly man's nose, his finger trembling slightly with anger.
"Get out of here right now!"
"If I don't give you a ride, don't even think about getting a ride with me again!"
"I'll remember you..."
His words came to an abrupt end.
The burly man with the buzz cut grabbed his index finger, which was sticking out of the car window, without warning, and then suddenly twisted it downwards!
"ah--!"
The driver let out a short scream.
But it's not over yet.
The burly man swiftly reached his other hand through the car window, grabbed the driver by the collar, and forcefully dragged most of the driver's body out of the window!
The driver's abdomen was stuck in the window frame, and he was in so much pain that his face was contorted, and his hands were flailing wildly in the air.
He instinctively tried to turn the key to start the car and escape, frantically groping around the keyhole with his right hand, but found nothing.
He suddenly looked down, his pupils shrinking sharply.
The car key that was in the lock is gone!
A voice filled with laughter came from his left.
"Feed".
The passenger door had been opened at some point.
Another tattooed man was already sitting there, holding the bunch of keys in his hand.
"Are you... looking for this?"
The driver's last shred of hope was completely extinguished.
The next second, the burly man with the buzz cut dragged him out of the car window like a bag of garbage.
The driver crashed heavily onto the hard asphalt road.
But before he could even cry out in pain, several feet came kicking him hard from all directions!
As the driver screamed in agony, the burly man with the buzz cut kicked and cursed.
"You dare rip off your customers!!"
"You get to choose!!"
"I'll fuck you to the core!"
"Without our help, you wouldn't even have anything to eat!?!"
The crowd queuing around them instantly erupted.
They cried out and scattered, forming a circle at a distance. No one dared to approach, and no one called the police.
Many people even showed expressions of pleasure and satisfaction.
Ah Jian's wife swung her fists with glee.
"Well played!"
Ah Jian immediately covered her mouth and dragged her behind a pillar at the mall entrance.
"What are you doing?"
Ah Jian's wife angrily slapped his hand away.
"Honey, this is some gangsters."
"So what?"
Ah Jian's wife said, hands on her hips.
"They're acting on behalf of Heaven now!"
"I'd heard before that the gangsters in Wan Chai were different from those in other places, and today I've seen it for myself."
Ah Jian: "..."
He silently gazed at the red taxi.
To be honest, he also felt very satisfied.
I'm even happier than when that guy named Chen Yuan caught the taxi driver yesterday.
At this moment, the tattooed man in the passenger seat had already gotten out of the car.
He walked over to the driver, who was curled up in a ball after being beaten, and squatted down.
He grabbed the driver's slicked-back hair and forced him to look up.
The driver's face was covered in blood and ash, with snot and tears streaming down his face, and he had lost all of his earlier arrogance.
The tattooed man looked at him, smiled, and then put down the car keys in his hand.
Here's your key back.
The tattooed man patted the driver's face.
"Be more careful when driving in the future, especially in Wan Chai."
"If I see you overcharging customers again, it won't be that simple."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and exchanged a glance with the burly man with the buzz cut.
Just like when they arrived, the four quickly parted the crowd and disappeared into the throng.
"Wow!"
Ah Jian's wife stared wide-eyed at the direction where the gangsters disappeared, her tone excited.
"He would draw his sword to help those in need, just like a chivalrous hero."
"What are you talking about?"
Ah Jian couldn't help but rub his forehead.
That's gangsters beating someone up in the street, lady!
"Hurry up, I'll take you home."
"How do I get back?"
Ah Jian's wife pursed her lips and raised her chin toward the road.
Where can I find a taxi?
The roads were jammed with traffic, and only one or two taxis could be seen, their windows already lit up with red "No Passengers Allowed" signs.
"Besides, would you still dare to take a taxi?"
Ah Jian: "..."
His lips twitched; he wanted to retort, but he had no choice but to say something.
"We'll take the bus."
......
After dropping his wife off at home, Ah Jian returned to Causeway Bay.
He rushed into a restaurant and walked to a table of a man with a shiny bald head and thinning hair around his head.
"Brother Qiang, I'm sorry I'm late. There are too few taxis today."
Ah Jian is an insurance salesman, and the man in front of him, Qiang Ge, is the client he is about to sign a contract with.
"No need to say anything, sit down."
Brother Qiang waved his hand, interrupting A-Jian, and pointed to the seat opposite him.
"What would you like to drink?"
"You don't need to drink it anymore, I'll show you the insurance policy."
Brother Qiang waved his hand again.
"Alright, no need to say anything more."
He had an expression on his face that said, "I've seen it all."
"We've been around as big shots for a while, what haven't we seen?"
"The policy? No problem, don't bother looking at it."
No, that's not it.
Ah Jian held up the document, looking bewildered and helpless.
"Brother Qiang, according to the rules, I have to explain the insurance policy to you..."
"Alright, no need to say anything more."
Qiang pointed to himself.
"In this world, who doesn't know Big Strong?"
"They fought their way from Portland Street to Yau Tsim Mong, and then from Yau Tsim Mong into Causeway Bay."
Everyone calls me Brother Qiang!
He leaned forward, getting closer to Ah Jian across the table.
"I have cars, I have women, and if I want girls, they'd line up all the way to Tsim Sha Tsui!"
"If you handle this deal properly, I'll have my underlings come and buy it from you right away..."
Just as he was feeling incredibly proud, as if the entire Hong Kong Island was at his feet.
"Squeak."
The restaurant's glass door was pushed open.
A fat man walked in with three or four other people.
The fat man casually glanced around the store and his eyes met those of the big, strong man who looked up at the sound.
Big Strong's expression suddenly froze.
The next second, his expression was forcibly twisted into a fawning smile.
He practically sprang to his feet, his back involuntarily bending slightly, and waved vigorously toward the door.
"Brother Xiang? What a coincidence!"
"You're eating here too?"
Fei Xiang, who had just entered, stopped in his tracks upon hearing the sound, looked over, and his expression was puzzled.
Clearly, they couldn't remember who it was.
Seeing this, Da Zhiqiang quickly ran over, his face full of smiles, and rubbed his hands together to remind him.
"Brother Xiang, it's me, Xiao Qiang. We met at Master Luo's birthday banquet last time."
"Oh~"
Fei Xiang drawled out the tone.
"Hello, Xiaoqiang."
He nodded politely but somewhat perfunctorily, and said nothing more.
He led the people to a seat near the street, making no attempt to greet them or invite Big Qiang to sit with him.
Da Zhiqiang wasn't embarrassed at all; he swayed his shoulders smugly as he returned to his seat.
"See that?"
"That's what connections are all about; you can run into acquaintances even in Wan Chai."
"So, where were we?"
"Yes, handle this deal smoothly for me, and regarding the price..."
Before he could finish speaking, a heated argument suddenly broke out outside the window, with words like "crossing fee," "scam," and "loser" mixed in.
Fei Xiang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a red taxi surrounded by several excited passengers.
He immediately gestured with his chin toward his two underlings.
The two henchmen immediately understood, quickly got up, and hurried out of the tea restaurant.
After a while, the two underlings returned and reported to Fei Xiang.
"Brother Xiang, have you found out?"
"The taxi driver lied to the old lady when he picked her up, saying there was no extra charge for crossing the harbor."
"After the old lady got on the bus and we drove here, she changed her mind and asked for an extra 100 dollars."
"When the old woman argued with him, he used foul language and directly robbed her of her money."
"How was it handled?"
"I beat him up and warned him that if he dared to pull this trick in Wan Chai again, I would drive his car into Victoria Harbour."
"Um."
Fei Xiang nodded and called out towards the counter.
"Could you please provide the menu?"
This obviously off-putting art style left Ah-Chien with his mouth slightly agape and his eyes wide open the entire time.
Are the gangsters in Wan Chai really that righteous?!
Big Qiang, looking displeased, pulled him back to reality.
"Hello!"
"Huh? Brother Qiang, what's up?"
Ah Jian was startled and quickly asked.
"Let me ask you, can this insurance policy be discounted?"
"Um."
Ah Jian nodded subconsciously, then his eyes widened instantly after he realized what was happening.
"Um?!