Chapter 129: Looks Like I Didn’t Beat Him Hard Enough!
“Alright, killing them here is easy to explain but hard to make sound good.” Cao Weida indifferently glanced at the two on the ground, causing Zhou Si’er and Chen San’er to involuntarily shudder.
“Strip the black uniforms off these two. For the sake of our past as colleagues, leave them their underpants, then drag them out for a lap around our team to show everyone before kicking them out!”
Little Ear didn’t discount Cao Weida’s order at all and immediately said viciously, “Yes, Big Brother Cao.”
To avoid dirtying Cao Weida’s eyes, Little Ear dragged them outside. The two still tried to resist; after all, if they were stripped naked in public, that would really lose face big time.
Unfortunately, their resistance was in vain, and all they got were a few fists. “This old man hates people who don’t follow the rules the most. You actually dare to resist? Looks like we went too easy on you!”
Another burst of crackling sounds.
After the beating, the two were completely subdued and didn’t dare resist at all as their clothes were stripped off.
Strictly speaking, Cao Weida was just a sergeant and had no right to fire people, but this order went through the bureau without a hitch. In less than five minutes, the two’s patrolman identities were completely revoked.
At the police station entrance, the two, stripped of their clothes and covered in bruises, looked at the sky with lifeless eyes. They no longer cared about the pedestrians stopping and pointing; compared to social death, they were now utterly despairing.
They thought that even if they messed up, Cao Weida would at most chew them out harshly in front of the team like old times, and the worst would be kicking them out of the team.
But they never imagined that Cao Weida either didn’t act or acted with such ruthlessness, directly stripping them of their black uniforms.
They had now thoroughly become the chickens killed to scare the monkeys.
Before, the two had some face on their own turf, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into two worthless bugs.
From now on, forget about ‘showing respect’—they didn’t even have stable patrolman pay anymore.
And the two’s fate really shocked the remaining patrolmen, each one trembling with fear and not daring to have any stray thoughts.
Seeing the desired effect achieved, Cao Weida was quite satisfied inside.
“Little Ear, send people to keep an eye on Zhou Si’er and the other one. If they have any funny ideas, control them directly for me!”
“Also, I’ll write you a note. Go to the armory and get some guns, then sweep out the gang that colluded with those two bugs for me!”
“Damn it, the jurisdiction is this old man’s turf now, and they dared to lord it over and bully on my ground, robbing and smashing shops that paid ‘respect’ to this old man—who gave them the courage!”
He not only needed to establish authority in the team but also outside.
He couldn’t control street public order problems before, but now that he was in charge, he absolutely wouldn’t allow anyone more arrogant or badass than him to exist!
“After catching them, screen them carefully. Those with blood debts on their hands, lock them up tight for me. They might be useful later!”
Little Ear understood; he had helped Cao Weida do this more than once and was naturally familiar.
After responding, he immediately took the note approved by Cao Weida to get the guns.
The warehouse manager originally scoffed at a mere patrol captain’s note, but upon seeing the name on it, he immediately fawned over Little Ear and personally took him to get the equipment.
Nowadays, who in the bureau with any connections didn’t know that Cao Weida was tight with Bureau Chief Xu—practically sharing underpants—and called Police Station Consultant Ono Shiota brother? Who dared offend him!
After getting the weapons, Little Ear’s action was very swift; he immediately led people into action.
Before noon, Little Ear returned to the police station to report to Cao Weida.
“Done?” Cao Weida tossed him a cigarette.
Little Ear grinned, “Just a bunch of bullies who fear the strong. As soon as we pulled guns, they didn’t even need warning shots—they all obediently crouched with hands on heads.”
“Two who tried to resist have already had their legs broken and been dragged back.”
“If not for the time spent finding people and confiscating property, we’d have been back sooner.”
Cao Weida nodded in satisfaction, “Send six tenths of the confiscated money to my place. Of the remaining four tenths, three tenths to those who carried out the mission, and the last tenth to the others.”
Little Ear beamed with joy, hurriedly thanked him, and the other brothers all grinned ear to ear, looking at Cao Weida with genuine respect and admiration.
Unlike other bosses who just painted big pies, Cao Ye really gave when he had money!
Who wouldn’t like such a boss among the younger brothers?
Cao Weida combined the previous remaining respect money with this six tenths, took two tenths to Bureau Chief Xu Hancheng’s office, and gave Xu Hancheng some ‘local specialties’.
Xu Hancheng initially refused, since compared to money, he wanted to build a good relationship with Cao Weida more.
But in the end, under Cao Weida’s insistence, he could only ‘reluctantly’ accept the ‘local specialties’, inwardly sighing: No wonder Cao Weida could buddy up with Ono Shiota and that crowd—good talker and knows how to get things done. If he doesn’t prosper, who does?
After leaving Xu Hancheng’s office, he took five tenths to Ono Shiota’s office.
Upon knowing his purpose, Ono Shiota’s eyes nearly disappeared from smiling, repeatedly saying it was indeed worthy of being his friend Ono Shiota—enough loyalty!
Inside, he was indeed increasingly satisfied with Cao Weida.
With previous Sang Liuji, he just gave a little hint and the guy wagged his tail to the sky, acting all arrogant and overbearing, eyes on top of his head after doing one thing for him, but only left with verbal sycophancy.
Now look at Cao Weida’s attitude—he was still making money off Cao Weida, but Cao Weida always stayed humble. Even though he often said they were friends and no need to be so formal, Cao Weida always knew his place, never hogged benefits, and never did anything like jumping the fence.
Though compared to the previous Three Cowards of the Rat’s Gallbladder, he was now quite bold in front of outsiders, he always kept a sense of proportion. Even for actions, he first sought his opinion before proceeding.
Moreover, after actions, he always brought this or that benefit.
Comparing the two, it was like heaven and earth!
After leaving Ono Shiota’s office, Cao Weida greeted Little Ear and sauntered toward Yan Dai Xie Jie.
It had been two days without accompanying Du Shiniang; he had to make it up tonight.
But as the car just turned a street corner, it ran into a few punks bullying a sweet-looking but plainly dressed woman.
Could Cao Weida tolerate this?
He immediately went up and shouted to stop them.
The punks holding clubs looked at Cao Weida arrogantly and disdainfully, laughing loudly: “Turns out it’s just a black uniform dog. You dare meddle in young master’s business?”
“Get lost if you know what’s good for you! Or this old man breaks your legs!”
Hey!
Cao Weida was amused by the anger; on his turf, being threatened like this—he’d have to go back to last time.
Click~
He pulled out the Browning, racked it, and said with a disdainful attitude: “I’ll give you a chance to rephrase.”
The punks: “.”
They blinked; this wasn’t right—who pulls a gun right away like a normal person?
This arrogant in broad daylight!
Their bodies stiffened, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The woman in the wall corner, tearful and pitiful, tensed up then quickly relaxed, shrinking into the corner with a fearful look, her pitiable appearance evoking pity.
Cao Weida’s pupils slightly contracted, then immediately returned to normal, as if he hadn’t noticed, sneering: “Keep being arrogant—why stop?”
“You’re a man, put the gun down, I.”
“Put your mother’s put. Is it your brain that’s broken, or do you think mine is?” Cao Weida wasn’t an idiot; with the advantage on his side, why listen to them.
Gun muzzle pointed at them, he warned: “All crouch with hands on heads! Anyone who moves, this old man shoots him dead!”
The punks looked at each other, glanced at their short clubs, helplessly threw the clubs down, and obediently crouched.
“All against the wall crouching!”
The punks helplessly shifted positions, faces to the wall.
They were furious inside; when had they ever been bullied like this by a little black uniform dog?!
Utter humiliation!!
They had already decided: as soon as Cao Weida approached, they’d turn the tables and teach this bastard a good lesson!
But the next second, a rope was thrown over.
“Tie each other’s hands for this old man! Anyone who doesn’t obey, a bullet goes right to you!”
Ah, this doesn’t follow the script!!
The punks fumed but didn’t dare disobey, only able to humiliatingly tie each other up.
The woman in the corner: “.”
This isn’t right; it deviates too much from what was discussed before.
What should I do now?
Stand up and run, or pretend my legs are weak from fear?
Cao Weida saw it all, inwardly amused, critiquing silently: This woman is clearly a first-timer at this; not proficient enough.
Looking at the punks again, a disdainful smile curled at his lips.
Hmph, really taking me for an idiot? Would this old man walk over to give you a chance to fight back?
I’m afraid I might not hold back and accidentally kill you!
Also, next time performing, put some effort in—you punks are too amateur. Can’t send some pros??
His mind raced, guessing which side these people were from and what their purpose was.
