If gangs can shield everything, then who will pay taxes to the official residence? Wouldn't it be better to just pay protection fees to the various gangs?
So for these big businessmen, the attitudes of the major gangs towards them are all good, as long as you play by the rules, they won't make things difficult for you.
People like Su Xin, who resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, they're utterly insane!
The moment the official residence becomes furious, the Flying Eagle Gang won't be able to withstand it, and he'll be the first one they sacrifice to appease the officials.
All of the bosses present weren't scared of Sha Feiying, the gang leader of Flying Eagle Gang, because he is a man who respects rules.
But now they are confronted with an unruly madman like Su Xin and they are helpless.
Looking at Boss Huang sweating profusely in pain on the table, Su Xin casually said: "You really think you can fool me, Su Xin? Stalling for time, using my plan, but not planning to share the profits with me, hmm?"
Boss Huang was already in so much pain that he couldn't speak. As a boss who has always lived a life of luxury, when has he ever suffered like this?
At this moment, Su Xin swiftly pulled out the Iron Chip Sword from his right hand, then stabbed it into his left hand which was pressed on the table in the same way!
Boss Huang let out another miserable howl. Everyone present felt a shiver down their spines. Boss Huang's hands are ruined.
Su Xin looked around, none of the bosses dared to meet his gaze.
"Actually, I am a person who respects the rules. I make the plans, you earn and enjoy the profits, all I ask for is a share. Is that too much to ask?
If you use my stuff but don't want to pay for it, then fine, I'll just have to take it myself."
Su Xin yanked out the Iron Sword and held onto Boss Huang's hair, plunging the sword into his mouth and stirring violently; a chunk of bloodied flesh was pulled out.
Leaning closer to Boss Huang, Su Xin whispered: "Has anyone ever told you that your mouth really stinks?"
But at this point, Boss Huang couldn't hear anything. The moment Su Xin cut off his tongue, he had already fainted from the pain.
"Now, does anyone agree with my plan?"
All the bosses present were nodding their heads frantically. Given the situation, how could they dare to disagree? Those who disagreed were already lying on the ground, disabled!
"Let's draw up the agreement then."
With a wave of his hand, Su Xin had Huang Bingcheng bring the ink, brush, and paper, and start drafting the agreement to transfer the shares.
Although none of the bosses present said anything and obediently wrote their surrender agreements, they were all sneering internally.
You, Su Xin, have gone too far today, we want to see how you'll clean up this mess!
With the bloodstained blade wiped on Boss Huang's clothes, Su Xin signaled to Huang Bingcheng: "Bring all the brothers in."
Although Su Xin only had less than seventy gang members under him, their entrance still made the hall seem a bit crowded.
The gang members shuddered at the sight of Boss Huang lying on the ground, his mouth full of fresh blood, looking as if he's already dead.
Their Boss is truly ruthless!
Looking at the gang below him, Su Xin said gravely: "Participating in the Jianghu, what we really want is to sell our lives for a good price.
I, Su Xin, am not a good man, nor am I expecting you to sacrifice for me without benefits. Now, I have an opportunity, but I don't know if you dare to take it."
Su Xin pointed to Boss Huang, who was lying on the ground: "Boss Huang from Shunde Casino has been ruined by me, as you all saw.
Now, whoever steps forward to confess to the official residence and claims that he's responsible, I will give him three hundred taels of silver, and from now on, I, Su Xin, will provide for his family!"
The gang members present started breathing heavily. Three hundred taels of silver was like an astronomical number to them.
Most of the gang members under Su Xin were not former members of Flying Eagle Gang, but mostly recruited locally from Changle Square.
These people come from slums, are aggressive and tough, but never have enough to eat and drink.
Now, with three hundred taels of silver laid out in front of them, it was impossible for them not to be tempted.
Seeing their interest, Su Xin added fuel to the fire: "Confessing doesn't necessarily mean death. I'll arrange for a litigation master to protect you outside and ensure that you will be released within three years.
Stay in jail for three years, and after you come out, there will always be a place for you under me, Su Xin!"
The bosses looked at Su Xin in shock. Can it really work out like this?
A gang member in his mid-twenties stepped forward and said forcefully: "I'll take the blame for this! Three hundred taels of silver is enough for my mother, my wife, and my son to live without worry for the rest of their lives."
This gang member bowed to Su Xin: "Boss Su, I'm selling my life to you, I only hope that the brothers will look after my wife so she won't cheat on me with the money I earn!"
The room erupted in laughter, but some of the gang members secretly regretted not stepping forward.
On a second thought, spending three years in jail for three hundred taels of silver was more than worth it!
They've been in jail for a few months before for petty theft and fighting, so what's the big deal with a slightly longer sentence? Why did they falter?
"Don't worry, I don't want your life. Once you confess, I will immediately arrange for a litigation master to protect you, and the silver will be sent to your home.
Everyone present can witness this, I, Su Xin, am true to my words. If I go back on my word, I wouldn't need to stick around in Changning Prefecture."