novelraw Chapter 32 Because of others' kindness
Chapter 32 Because of others' kindness
It's 11:30 a.m.
Dreaming of Paris.
Blind Hui, who had been sitting on the steps waiting for a while, finally saw Cao Dahua, who had arrived late.
Cao Dahua, holding a bunch of bananas, whistled and swayed as he walked towards him.
"Good morning."
Before Cao Dahua even arrived, he greeted Mang Hui with a smile and casually tossed him a banana.
"Eat a banana."
Blind Hui nervously clutched the banana in his hand.
"Don't be afraid. From now on, you'll be with me. People outside will call me Ghost King Da, but you can just call me Uncle Da."
As he spoke, Cao Dahua plopped down next to Mang Hui.
At this time.
Gao Qiang led Aji and the others as they sped past Dream Paris.
Cao Dahua pointed with the banana in his hand at Gao Qiang who had run past, and said:
"That handsome guy is called Gao Qiang. You can call him Brother Qiang from now on. He's the most handsome guy on Wusong Street, second only to me, your boss."
"He is the head of Dream Paris and also the godson of Ah Lok, the head of Wo Shing Wo Jordan."
"He destroyed Hung Tai. It only took him seven days from joining the group to taking the top position. He is the most outstanding member of Wo Shing Wo right now."
"He can take on dozens of people by himself without any problem. It's only a matter of time before he gets fired. Following him will definitely lead to a bright future."
If it were any other newly arrived Blue Lanterns, they would be overjoyed to hear Cao Dahua's words.
Whether you can succeed in this world depends most importantly on whether you follow the right people.
But Mang Hui felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Like the big boss, Uncle Da gives his underlings verbal promises and hopes before making them take the blame.
It seems Gao Qiang received a heavy sentence.
Following that, Cao Dahua gave a brief introduction of the remaining Aji and the others to Mang Hui.
In the end, we still ended up back with Gao Qiang.
"Brother Qiang is pretty good to his brothers."
"He would chat with his underlings from time to time, and even visit their homes to see if they had any difficulties. He would try his best to help them."
"You want to stand out?"
"Besides working for the club and making money, I can also run five kilometers every day."
"If you finish the run within half an hour, you can go up to the rooftop and practice kung fu with Brother Qiang."
"Only those who have practiced kung fu are considered one of us, and only they are qualified to wear black jackets and use batons."
"You'll only get your turn if there's an opportunity to stand out."
"He also urged us to find girlfriends, get married and have children. He said he could help introduce us and even lent us money to hold the wedding banquet."
"Also, last time Brother Qiang said he would buy Mandatory Provident Fund for us guys in our late 30s."
"Companies in office buildings don't buy these for white-collar workers who earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month; only government officials and police officers buy them."
At this point, Cao Dahua paused, still feeling a bit scared when he thought about it.
A few days ago, Gao Qiang suddenly called them to his office for a meeting.
They said they wanted to improve the welfare benefits for the brothers and pay their mandatory housing fund contributions (similar to social security).
This thing can only be submitted by one unit, and the police station has been paying for it for him.
If Gao Qiang goes to hand it over and finds he can't, wouldn't his status as a top-notch undercover agent be exposed?
Gao Qiang had told him that he hated undercover agents the most, and that if he caught one, he would burn him alive.
Lighting sky lanterns was one of the ten most cruel tortures in ancient China.
A hole was dug in the prisoner's abdomen to place a wick, using human fat as fuel to keep the corpse or living person burning.
Fortunately, he had a quick wit and righteously refused.
They managed to get away with it by having Gao Qiang keep the money to recruit soldiers and with the help of Tie Bi and the other two.
At this moment, Mang Hui also fell into deep thought.
His newly enlightened mind was completely muddled by Cao Dahua's words.
This Gao Qiang doesn't look like a gangster boss at all.
He's more like a cop.
No, even the police don't treat their subordinates this well...
This Uncle Da is praising Gao Qiang so highly, what terrible crime did he commit? How many years would I have to take that blame for!
Blind Hui's heart sank to the bottom of Victoria Harbour.
Even though he was mentally prepared.
Blind Hui gritted his teeth and went straight to the point:
"Uncle Da, you don't need to tell me so much!"
"As long as I can get Xiaohui an ID card, I'll take the blame for as many years as Gao Qiang wants me to."
He felt that he was a good-for-nothing anyway, and that spending his whole life in prison wouldn't be much worse than what he was doing now.
Uncle Da was stunned for several seconds, repeatedly pondering what Blind Hui had said, and then recalling what he had told him earlier.
She made sure she hadn't said a single word about making him take the blame for Gao Qiang.
Besides, Gao Qiang doesn't even run red lights, so what can you judge him for?
He was judged for being handsome and having many women.
If you accuse him of engaging in organized crime activities, he doesn't need to take the blame; he can just go to jail for a couple of days and be out...
Cao Dahua turned his head and craned his neck toward Mang Hui, his tone questioning:
"What?"
"I said, as long as you give..."
Blind Hui repeated what he had said.
Cao Dahua's lips twitched slightly:
"So, you were telling me that Brother Qiang helped you so you could take the blame?"
Blind Hui thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that no one had ever told him.
Are there good guys among the gangsters?
Stop messing around. There aren't many good people among the police, let alone the wicked gangsters!
Blind Hui found something strange: "I don't know Brother Qiang either, so why would he help me?"
Cao Dahua scratched his head and pondered for a moment:
"Perhaps it's because he's kind!"
That was the only reason he could think of.
After saying that, he placed the banana in his hand at his feet.
Then, using her free hand, she reached into her pocket and pulled out an ID card with Xiaohui's photo on it:
"It was supposed to take a month to get it, but Brother Qiang used his connections and gave the foreigner HK$50,000, and he got it in one morning."
"From now on, work hard for Brother Qiang, and give it your all!"
Mang Hui took Xiao Hui's ID card from Cao Dahua, then froze on the spot, his mouth agape.
It sounded like it was roaring, but no sound could be heard.
Cao Dahua got up to report to Gao Qiang, when Mang Hui's voice came from behind him:
"Uncle Da, how can I help Brother Qiang?"
Cao Dahua pointed to the street of Wusong Street:
"Let's get the five-kilometer run under thirty minutes first."
The voice just fell.
Mang Hui sprinted down the street like a bolt of lightning, tears streaming down his face.
Cao Dahua watched Mang Hui's running figure, pursed his lips and nodded.
Why did he say so much to Blind Hui?
Because he saw a reflection of his past undercover work in Blind Hui.
The gangsters don't trust you, and the police bully you.
He's clearly a good person!
After a moment of reflection, I realized...
He strode toward Dream Paris, intending to go to the rooftop to report to Gao Qiang about his complaint against Li Yongsen.
"Oops~"
He felt his right foot slip and fell to the ground, instinctively using his hand to brace himself.
A snap.
It looks like his other hand is also broken.
Before he could figure out how the accident had happened, two familiar faces came into view.
Ah Fei and Ah Ji.
Ever since he took on these two underlings, he hasn't had a single day without bad luck.
"Uncle Da, are you alright?"
Afei looked at him with concern and reached out to help him up.
Cao Dahua, revealing a mask of pain, quickly said:
"Don't touch my hand, it'll break!"
Aki looked down at Cao Dahua and asked:
"Uncle Da, we finished our five-kilometer run today. What's next?"
Cao Dahua answered with a heavy heart, "Take a broom and sweep the streets. Brother Qiang loves cleanliness the most."
"OK."
The two responded in unison, and then walked away.
Cao Dahua lay alone on the cold ground, screaming helplessly:
"Hey, help me up, help me up, help me get up!"
"You two are such bastards, the big boss doesn't care, you have no loyalty at all."
After the two men walked away, Cao Dahua's hand was fine, and he slowly got up on his own.
……
On the rooftop.
"Little Jiji, do you admit defeat?"
Gao Qiang had one foot on Aji's back.
"I disagree."
Ah Ji stubbornly insisted on remembering.
Yizi and Tiebi, who were sitting to the side, shook their heads.
Iron Arm asked, "How many rounds has Ah-Ji lost now?"
Yizai shook his head: "It's been over ten rounds, and he's still incredibly hard to kill."
"Look, Ah-Ji is getting up!" Iron Arm exclaimed in surprise.
Ah Ji slowly straightened his hands, which trembled slightly, and lifted Gao Qiang's foot that was standing on his back.
Unexpectedly, Gao Qiang exerted his strength and stomped Aji back onto the floor.
"I lost..."
Ah-Ji buried his head in the floor in disbelief.
He couldn't understand why, even after three days of intensive training, he still couldn't beat Gao Qiang, who had slept at the police station for two days.
Has he become weaker, or has Brother Qiang become stronger?
Gao Qiang shook his head as he looked at the martial arts fanatic:
"What the hell are you so arrogant about if you didn't get caught?!"
Ever since he returned to the arena yesterday, Ah Ji has been clamoring to fight him, determined to beat Gao Qiang this time.
He didn't expect that Gao Qiang, with the help of the system, upgraded his short stick technique from proficient to expert in the police station, and his skill level improved by a lot.
However, Ah-Ji is indeed very talented in martial arts.
Within a few days, his short stick skills improved from beginner to proficient, which is already quite impressive.
Unfortunately, he ran into a cheater.
It's easy to win over a martial arts fanatic like him; just keep beating him.