louisehourcade Chapter 313 Qin Muyu As The Helmsman
Chapter 313 Qin Muyu As The Helmsman
On the evening of June 22, Kyoto time.
As night fell, the Yelin Street, which should have been singing and dancing, was silent.
The high-rollers who were going to come here to look for flowers and willows were frightened by the atmosphere of killing people. They didn't dare to stay, and ran away in a hurry, and those tour groups who had booked their seats were told early on that all the performances and bars were located today. cancelled.
Such a strange scene did not fail to attract the attention of the police.
But the police avoided the street on purpose.
the reason is simple.
In the evening, He Jingjing met with the police chief here. During the brief exchange, the chief of the jc got a cash check for 100,000 US dollars. USD cash.
Both of them acquiesced to what might happen on Coconut Grove Street tonight. As long as no one reported the crime, they would not pursue it. Even if someone reported the crime, they would notify the Quanyi Gang before going to the police.
The time soon came to 11:13.
A small convoy consisting of 5 Toyota vans and two Toyota off-road vehicles stopped in front of Ye Lai Gui Bar, the door opened, and more than 20 young people with Southeast Asian faces jumped out of the car, wearing black clothes and black pants.
They each have a long newspaper bag.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that what is wrapped in the newspaper is a murder weapon. In addition to machetes and sticks, there may also be hot weapons such as long guns and shotguns.
I don't know when, black clothes and pants became the standard equipment of these local hooligans.
Whenever there is something, they will put on this outfit, as if they can't show their fierceness and viciousness if they don't wear this.
A paper tiger is also a tiger!
Ordinary people really like this. People who see this kind of clothes will run away from them, and run as far as they can. We can afford to hide.
Five people got off the off-road vehicle in the middle.
They surrounded the fat middle-aged man who got out of the car last.
This fat guy was in stark contrast to his subordinates. He was dressed in white clothes and pants, and he was as dickish as he wanted. Biqu library
This middle-aged man is Rahman.
Rahman is the helm of the Malay gang. He has more than 50 loyal younger brothers and countless peripheral members. Most of them come from Southeast Asian countries, mainly Malay countries. These people are criminals in their own countries. A desperado.
When they get together, it can be said that they are doing all kinds of evil.
In fact, the filth of the Malay Gang and the Quanyi Gang originated from a trivial matter.
It was half a month ago, one of Rahman's brothers had a conflict with the members of the Quanyi Gang at Ye Lai Gui Bar, and Rahman
The brother in the family was beaten badly. After returning, he complained to Rahman and asked Rahman to uphold justice for him.
Rahman had the idea of swallowing the Quanyi gang a long time ago. Coconut Grove Street is a piece of fat, but he still abides by some rules on the road, and dare not come blatantly to avoid being criticized by his colleagues. Qin Guo is still not the boss, and even in Phuket, it cannot be ranked among the top three.
Now that he has this opportunity, he just takes advantage of it.
The so-called etiquette first, soldiers later, the previous scene where the two gang bosses negotiated.
However, Zhao Xiangzhou is as smelly and hard as a stone in a latrine, and has no intention of compromise, and Rahman has already said his words. In order to maintain his image among his peers and not be said to be bullying, he just I can work hard.
What's more, the benefits far outweigh the risks.
As for the aftermath, that is, dealing with the party and public opinion, he has already arranged it, and someone will come out to top the tank.
What he didn't know was that the Quanyi Gang was more thoughtful than he had planned.
Rahman looked majestically at the men standing around him in the dark, and a sense of pride rose in his heart. He waved his hand to the bar door, and those gangsters holding newspaper rolls rushed towards the bar door screaming. .
When the gang gathered around the door, Rahman, who was at the back, called out: Come in, boys, and cut them.
Several gang members standing in front of the gate raised their feet and kicked towards the gate.
The door was easily kicked open, and these people almost flinched, cursing.
It turned out that the house was not fortified at all, and the door was ajar.
Looking around, the bar was brightly lit and soft music was playing.
But the hall was empty.
All the members of the Malay gang were stunned on the spot. No one dared to rush in, but took a small step back unconsciously.
What is this situation? No one can figure it out.
Standing behind, Rahman couldn't see what was going on inside. Seeing the door open, he shouted frantically from behind:
Go in, go in, go chop 'em.
The voice of the boss reduced the fear of the Malay gang members. Someone took the lead, and everyone rushed into the hall together, but they did not dare to disperse, and they all gathered in the middle of the hall and in front of the gate.
Rahman was also a little confused when he came in, he walked through the crowd to the front.
What the hell is this Zhao Xiangzhou doing?
Rahman talked to himself, and then shouted to the small private room on the second floor: Zhao Xiangzhou, come out, don't pretend to be a coward, show some courage.
The horsemen behind him burst into laughter.
At this time, they also thought that Zhao Xiangzhou had given up
Yes, this is the rhythm of preparing to surrender.
However, they were wrong. Just after more than 20 Malay gangs had completely entered the hall on the first floor, the carved door behind them closed quietly.
Several Malay gangs who were closer to the door discovered the situation. They went to pull the door, but they couldn't pull it open. They shouted in panic: "Boss, they locked the door from the outside."
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became chaotic.
More than 20 people showed their murder weapons one after another, and the firearms were also loaded.
Sweat dripped from Rahman's forehead. There was a strangeness in this hall, which made goosebumps appear on his skin, and he thought to himself: No, it was tricked.
But it was too late.
At this time, three people appeared on the second-floor platform facing them, and a young woman stood in the middle.
Behind her were two people, one left and one right.
Rahman knew the man on the left, and he was his opponent Zhao Xiangzhou today. He had never seen the tall and mighty man on the right, but his fierce appearance made people shudder.
Who is Rahman? said the young woman.
She spoke Qin dialect, but her tone and intonation were not harsh, but instead had a warm feeling, which made people feel like spring breeze.
The tiller, the one in white is Rahman. Zhao Xiangzhou introduced flatteringly from the side.
The reason why Zhao Xiangzhou called Qin Muyu the helmsman was because He Jingjing announced it in public after he summoned those Chinese core members.
Qin Muyu and Wang Hu will be stationed in Phuket Island, and Qin Muyu will be the helm of the Quanyi Gang.
Wang Hu and Zhao Xiangzhou are her deputy.
The income of all the members present will be doubled in the future, and the expenses will be paid from the income of the property. If it is not enough, she will compensate all of it. It doesn't matter how much it is. What she wants is to be obedient and not afraid of death.
Eight people cheered together.
In other words, isn't it just for money that they come out to hang out?
It is different now who has the money to be the younger brother, and the boss is still a compatriot from China, so there is no resistance.
He Jingjing also said that she will also find someone to take care of their relatives in the country, so that they don't have to worry, but in essence it is a threat to let them settle down and not make any troubles, and she will transfer people over at any time. Those who refuse to obey discipline will be killed without mercy.
(My dears, I’m sorry, the update is too slow, but there’s really nothing I can do about it. I originally planned to write more during this holiday, but I have too many friends and many entertainments, so I can’t push it, so eating and drinking, time is gone, and I must guarantee it after the holiday Back on track, two updates a day, no missed appointments, please forgive me!)