Chapter 91

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Lao Xie has been dealing with the Huang brothers for some time, so he is very familiar with their habits.

Now that Huang Hengfa's Hengfa Group has grown and gone legitimate, he no longer touches those shady businesses like karaoke bars, nightclubs, and bathhouses, but instead hands them over to his cousin, Huang Haifa.

Huang Haifa has thus become Huang Hengfa's representative in Huanghai City. Coupled with his own vicious nature, he is also a dominant figure in the city's underworld. In the early years, his brutality earned him the nickname "South Tyrant"!

Huang Haifa, who is so trusted by his older brother Huang Hengfa, is certainly not a brute with more muscle than brains. In fact, he is a very shrewd guy. However, he has a fatal weakness: he is extremely lustful.

Since he took over Huang Hengfa's former shady businesses, he almost always stays at the Paramount Nightclub every night, living a life of nightly revelry.

So, if you want to find Huang Haifa, just come to the Paramount Nightclub, and you'll definitely find him.

The two of them walked through the parking lot to the entrance of the Paramount Nightclub. Just as they were about to enter, they were stopped by two underlings. It turns out that the Paramount Nightclub's business is so booming that to control the number of people entering each night, the nightclub has been charging admission since last year.

Each person has to pay 100 yuan for the ticket, and Li Xiangdong and Lao Xie were naturally unwilling to pay.

Lao Xie took out his police ID and flashed it in front of the doorman, then tried to walk in. But after just a few steps, two thick arms blocked his way.

"Sorry, sir, you have to buy a ticket to enter."

The man blocking their way was a towering figure nearly two meters tall. He was bald, wearing a black sports tank top that bulged with muscles, and white pajama pants. He looked quite extraordinary.

At that moment, he stood menacingly at the door, like a door god, blocking Li Xiangdong and Lao Xie.

Seeing this guy, Lao Xie's face changed immediately: "Hey! Isn't this Pangolin? What, you don't recognize me, Lao Xie, after just two days away from the Qianshan Police Station?"

Lao Xie called out the guy's nickname, which immediately changed the bald man's expression. Clearly, he was very unhappy with the nickname "Pangolin," and his face became even more unpleasant, his lips curling downward.

"Hmph! I don't care who you are, what kind of Lao Xie or crab, I don't know. We're running a business here. If you want to enter, pay for the ticket."

The bald man looked up at the sky, his arms spread wide, completely ignoring the two of them.

"Jia Liankui, I'm telling you, don't push your luck. Do you want me to take you back?"

The bald man's lack of respect made Lao Xie furious. He reached into his pocket and pulled out handcuffs.

"Hey! So what if you're a cop? Do cops have special privileges? What right do you have to take me back? I haven't broken any laws?"

The bald man was now extremely arrogant, looking down at Lao Xie and spitting out words. As he spoke, several burly men in black emerged from the nightclub.

These men were either bald or had buzz cuts, all dressed in short-sleeved shirts that bulged with muscles. Their arms and shoulders were covered in dragon and tiger tattoos, clearly not good people.

"What? You want to assault a police officer?"

Lao Xie was immediately angry. In the past, due to conflicts with the Huang brothers, he had "visited" this Paramount Nightclub many times, causing it to lose face. So, the thugs at the Paramount Nightclub remembered him well.

Now that he had been transferred from the Qianshan Police Station, he was still causing trouble, and they were naturally unhappy.

Seeing him and the bald man in conflict, the thugs immediately surrounded them.

"Assault a police officer? Ha ha, don't say things you can't back up. There are no police here, just a few scoundrels who don't want to buy tickets and want to eat for free. Brothers, get them! Give these two a good beating."

The bald Pangolin seemed determined not to let Lao Xie and Li Xiangdong in and wanted to have them beaten up.

Lao Xie didn't expect the Pangolin to be so arrogant. Before he could react, the thugs had already rushed over, and some had already landed punches on his chest.

"Bang!"

Li Xiangdong pulled out his gun and kicked one of the approaching thugs away. His sudden action stunned the thugs, who didn't expect this young cop to be so decisive.

"Back off, or you'll be assaulting a police officer. I won't be breaking any laws if I shoot you."

Li Xiangdong shouted at the thugs. The bald Pangolin, standing opposite them, had a look of disdain on his face.

"Putting on a show? Do you think you're something special just because you have a gun? We have so many people, how many bullets do you have? I don't believe you'll dare to shoot. If you have the guts, shoot me, come on!"

He pushed his head forward, betting that Li Xiangdong wouldn't dare to shoot. If Li Xiangdong didn't shoot, they would be beaten up by the thugs.

Li Xiangdong smiled, a strange smile that made the eager thugs hesitate. They saw a glint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Then, to the shock of the thugs, Li Xiangdong pulled the trigger. He had brought a police revolver, and at the moment of firing, he lowered the muzzle slightly, aiming at the bald man's cheek.

The sharp sound of the gunshot was followed by the sight of the bald man's mouth spurting blood.

Li Xiangdong grabbed the man's neck: "How about that? Did that shot feel good?"

He then let go, and the once arrogant bald man slumped to the ground like a pile of mud. The surrounding thugs, seeing that the cop had actually shot, immediately scattered, none daring to stay.

Lao Xie turned and looked at Li Xiangdong with a frown, surprised that the kid had the nerve to actually shoot. This shot had certainly smoothed things over, but the report he would have to write later would be a headache.

But to his surprise, Li Xiangdong laughed without a care: "Don't worry, Lao Xie, this guy won't die."

Then he whispered in Lao Xie's ear: "I used rubber bullets..."

Lao Xie immediately breathed a sigh of relief.