On the other hand, Sun Liehu, whose call had been hung up, was very displeased.
In terms of status, although he wasn’t as influential as He Chen, the overlord of Jiangling City’s underworld, he was still considered a top-three figure in the underground forces of Jiangnan City.
The two had so sort of rapport, but He Chen, acting like he was on steroids, didn’t give him any face and abruptly ended the call.
What’s more, Sun Liehu was out and couldn’t rush to Jiangling City right away.
Worried that He Chen might harm his son, after so thought, he still decided to call Cheng Debiao, "Hello, Boss Cheng, it’s Liehu here."
"Did my son just talk to you about..."
"I know, it’s just He Chen. What’s there to fuss about? I’ll be right there," ca Cheng Debiao’s impatient voice from the phone.
"After this is over, we’re even! Don’t freaking contact again!"
"Hehe, got it, got it,"
Sun Liehu chuckled dryly, "Then I’ll have to trouble you, Boss Cheng."
Once the call ended, the smile on Sun Liehu’s face vanished instantaneously.
Both he and Cheng Debiao operated in Jiangnan City—a mix of underworld and business circles—and were not typically associated.
However, Sun Liehu once accidentally ca across goods worth millions belonging to Cheng Debiao at the port. Cheng was desperately searching for them, and Sun, aiming to establish connections with a business magnate like Cheng, chose not to swipe the goods but instead notified Cheng Debiao by phone.
It was due to this incident that Sun Liehu beca acquainted with Cheng Debiao, who always looked down on Sun, agreeing only to owe him a favor to be returned soti in the future.
Sun was well aware that Cheng didn’t respect him and had no desire to cozy up to him, but given his lack of substantial contacts in Jiangling City, he had no choice but to turn to Cheng for help.
...
"Big brother, what exactly do you want to do?"
Wang Baobao was on the verge of a breakdown, looking at the various mocking comnts streaming across her phone screen.
She never imagined that the audience would recognize her from the tattoo on her neck, and these people were typical rubberneckers, not only ridiculing her with creative insults but so even tagging the official account of a certain app, calling for her ban.
Zhang Jiaqi had a large following, and with each additional minute she broadcasted, Wang Baobao’s chances of being banned increased.
Having no other option, Wang Baobao knelt down to plead with He Chen and Go Lao’er for rcy.
"Now you kneel? Weren’t you acting tough just a minute ago?" Go Lao’er snorted coldly and spoke indifferently, "You want to spare you, sure, start by admitting your mistakes to the cara!"
"Okay..."
Wang Baobao, feeling helpless, took the phone, ready to apply a filter, when Go Lao’er snapped, "Damn it, stop dilly-dallying, who gave you permission to use a filter!"
"If you’re slow again, believe or not, I’ll send you to a KTV tonight to accompany drinks!"
"No, please, I’ll speak, I’ll speak!" Wang Baobao cried out, pointing the cara at herself and said to the phone screen, "I’m Wang Baobao, and I was wrong. I shouldn’t have been charging around the hospital with my boyfriend Sun Shaohua."
"I said in the car, telling him not to drive so fast, to slow down, but he wouldn’t listen at all..."
Hearing his girlfriend dragging him down with her, Sun Shaohua’s face turned livid with rage as he yelled, "Wang Baobao! Fuck your mom!"
"When I was speeding, didn’t you say it was thrilling? So how co now you’re blaming ?"
Wang Baobao, whether driven by strong survival instincts or simply too agitated, suddenly stood up, grabbed the phone, and pointed the cara at Sun Shaohua, "Everyone look, this son of a bitch right here!"
"He uses his status as the young master of the nghu Gang to oppress people everywhere. I was threatened and had no choice but to be his girlfriend."
"Just now at the hospital, when we were driving out, he even asked to... bury my head there..."
Huh? So that’s what happened!
Mo Han suddenly understood. No wonder the BMW was not only fast but swerving erratically at Renkang Hospital; it was because Sun Shaohua asked Wang Baobao to perform inappropriate actions.
anwhile, the live stream continued, and the online spectators were set abuzz by Wang Baobao’s bold words:
"Wow! Isn’t that explosive? Doing that in a car, and on high speed, no less? Is this guy insane?"
"Tsk tsk, these rich second-generation know how to have fun, so envious and jealous..."
"I wonder why this bastard was charging through the hospital, turns out he was frustrated and had no other avenue to vent."
"Wang Baobao just said this Sun Shaohua is the young master of the nghu Gang from Jiangnan City? What kind of force is this nghu Gang to be so arrogant? Daring to do such things at a hospital and recklessly cutting off other people’s cars on the road?"
"I’m from Jiangnan City, I know the nghu Gang all too well. Over the years, they’ve committed all sorts of misdeanors like extortion, usury, gambling operations, and forced prostitution."
"Right, my friends from Jiangnan City have ntioned it too, the nghu Gang is way too domineering, randomly demanding protection money. One of my friends just asked for a receipt and got his arm broken, so tragic..."
As Wang Baobao continued to talk, Sun Shaohua lost his temper. He lunged forward and slapped Wang Baobao hard. Wang Baobao let out a cry as her phone was sent flying, and she was knocked down.
Perhaps feeling it wasn’t enough, Sun Shaohua raised his foot, about to stomp on Wang Baobao’s stomach, when a chilling voice ca from behind.
"Sun Shaohua, what skill is there in hitting a woman! If you’ve got the guts, have a fight with soone from Jucail Comrcial Association!"
"Single or group fight, it’s your call!"
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