Chapter 241: Thirty-Eight

Wang Yan leaned against the car window with a cigarette in one hand and controlled the steering wheel with the other: "They shouldn't cause trouble anymore in the future. If Ding Xiaocheng comes to find you again, don't be afraid. If I don't die, he won't dare to do anything to you."

The three in the back hadn't recovered yet; shooting and grabbing cars, they really couldn't accept it.

Luo Huiling never thought that just saving Fang Zhanbo would cause such a big scene. After a long while, her pounding heart calmed down, and she said: "A... Brother Yan, is it really okay?"

"Are you scared? Just call me A-Yan, no need to be reserved." Wang Yan took a puff of the cigarette, reached his hand out of the window, and let the wind blow away the ash from the cigarette at his fingertips: "You saw the process, what could happen? Relax."

"We only have two hundred thousand in savings. When we go back..."

"Didn't I say it? If you have trouble, find me. Everyone is a neighbor, how can I collect money? Do you think I'm short of two hundred thousand? And if I didn't stand up for you, I wouldn't be able to drive this Mercedes." Wang Yan patted the steering wheel and interrupted: "You heard Ding Xiaocheng's words just now. He investigated me clearly and had a plan early on. If I didn't slap his face this time, I don't know when he would want my life."

"It's different. This trouble was caused by us after all. If you don't accept it, how can we get by?"

"Forget the money, I'm not short of that little bit. If you really want to thank me, when we get to the public housing in a while, find a place to wash my car well."

Hearing this, Luo Huiling and Fang Ting turned their heads in unison to look at Fang Zhanbo who was still shivering in the middle, then their eyes moved down to look at the wet crotch, and their faces turned red.

Fang Zhanbo was indeed poor; this thing was afraid of comparison. The two women were fine, although they were almost unable to control it at the time, they didn't come out in the end. Now that the car had driven so far, he was still in a daze, without any manly appearance.

"I'll drive it away when we go back, I guarantee to wash it clean for you."

Embarrassed, Luo Huiling patted Fang Zhanbo beside her: "Zhanbo, it's okay now, wake up."

"Yeah, big brother, we'll be home in a while, come back to your senses."

Fang Zhanbo's eyes were hollow, shivering non-stop, not looking like he heard it at all.

"Brother Yan, my big brother... is he scared stupid?"

Wang Yan glanced at the rearview mirror: "No, he's just scared silly. A slap will bring him back to his senses."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Huiling on the side gave him a big slap: "Zhanbo, look at me, I'm Sister Ling."

"Sister Ling?" Fang Zhanbo rubbed his face and hugged her: "Sister Ling..."

Luo Huiling gently patted Fang Zhanbo to comfort him: "Alright, alright, it's okay, don't be afraid, it's all over, it's all over."

This Fang Zhanbo was a bit of a waste. Wang Yan didn't have the heart to mock a small character. Listening to Luo Huiling and Fang Ting comforting Fang Zhanbo in the back all the way, he returned to the public housing in Ma'anshan.

It was just after dinner, and people who had been busy for a living all day came out to digest their food. Those who were familiar gathered together to chat and laugh. The old people brought their own stools, watching the children playing in groups not far away and gossiping.

A rare Mercedes parked downstairs. A group of children jumped and surrounded it curiously, and the chatting people also looked over. In their place, they couldn't see a Mercedes all year round. Not to mention that the old Ding family had money; this Mercedes must be an S-class, so it wasn't rare, it was unseen in this place.

Under the curious gaze of the crowd, Wang Yan carried a cloth bag and got out of the car. Seeing it was him, the air froze for a moment. Then, the group of jumping children ran away in a hurry, returning to hide in their parents' arms.

Wang Yan's deterrent power went without saying. He was a notorious gangster, and parents liked to scare their children, always saying things like Wang Yan sold children, and if they didn't listen, he would sell them. Not only that, he could also see diseases. Now the children in this public housing all looked for him when they were sick. The medicine they drank was bitter, so it would be strange if they were close to him.

Knowing Wang Yan's character, someone in the distance shouted loudly: "Brother Yan, did you buy such a beautiful Mercedes?"

Wang Yan waved with a smile: "You could say that." The person who called him brother was already over forty... Of course, Brother Yan was an honorific, not a real brother.

Then he turned around and saw Luo Huiling and the Fang family sisters who got out of the back seat, and said: "The car is handed over to you."

"Rest assured, I'll definitely clean it up cleanly." Luo Huiling responded, turned to Fang Ting beside her: "Tingting, you and big brother go back first, I'll go wash the car."

"Let's go, big brother." Fang Ting nodded and pulled Fang Zhanbo's arm.

Fang Zhanbo looked blankly at the cloth bag Wang Yan was carrying, and froze there again, thinking of his previous experience.

"Want one? Give you one?" While speaking, Wang Yan made a gesture to open the bag, reaching out to take out the gun.

"Ah? No, no, I don't want it, don't..." Staring at the moving bag, Fang Zhanbo woke up, saw Wang Yan's action, shook his head repeatedly, and waved his hands in a panic.

"Brother Yan, stop scaring my big brother, okay? Put that away, if someone sees it, you'll be arrested."

"Rest assured, as long as you don't say it, no one will know."

Wang Yan was also idle, just teasing him for nothing. He took the bag again, waved his hand, turned around, carried the bag, and walked away swaying, going upstairs.

Fang Zhanbo didn't shiver anymore, but he was scared by Wang Yan again just now, and his legs were a little soft. And the injuries from being beaten by Ding Yixie before, after this journey, also flared up. His face was bruised and swollen, and his slowly moving steps were particularly funny.

A group of people watching the fun also knew that Fang Zhanbo had been intercepted. After all, there were so many people upstairs and downstairs, and it was a child who discovered it, so how could it be hidden? Now although they didn't speak, once Fang Zhanbo went upstairs, it would be a large-scale gossip scene.

Returning to his room first to throw the cloth bag inside, and putting the guns into the space, Wang Yan turned around and knocked on the door opposite.

"Back?" Opening the door to let Wang Yan in, Ruan Mei closed the door and asked: "Why didn't I see Sister Ling? Was Fang Zhanbo saved?"

"Brother Yan went out, naturally it was smooth sailing, what could be the problem?" Wang Yan said arrogantly, sitting at the dining table and picking up his bowl and chopsticks to continue eating.

"The food is cold, heat it up before eating."

Stopping Ruan Mei, Wang Yan said: "No need, this is fine."

Sitting beside the table, Ruan Mei asked: "What exactly happened? Why was Fang Zhanbo caught?"

"Didn't I tell you before, there are so many books in my room, let you read more when you have nothing to do, and open your wisdom."

"You are the pig." Ruan Mei angrily gave Wang Yan a punch: "What exactly happened?"

"Didn't I say before that an old lady knelt down? It was her son, named Ding Xie, who beat Fang Jinxin to death..." Wang Yan explained the cause and effect: "As for why they caught Fang Zhanbo, it must be that the old lady went back yesterday and scolded those grandsons, and they were angry and looked for him to vent. You didn't see it, Fang Zhanbo was beaten into a pig's head."

"Really that miserable?"

Wang Yan ignored her and ate big mouthfuls.

Ruan Mei sat there by herself, her big eyes turning back and forth. After a while, she stood up: "I'll go see Sister Ling."

"If you want to see what Fang Zhanbo was beaten into, just say so."

"That's not it." Ruan Mei stiffened her neck: "Sister Ling usually cares about me so much, it's only right for me to care about her, I can't be bothered to pay attention to you." After speaking, Ruan Mei opened the door and walked out.

When Ruan Mei came back, Wang Yan had finished eating and was drinking hot water: "How is it? Is it miserable? Does it look like a pig's head?"

Ruan Mei nodded seriously, with lingering fear on her face, and then thought of serious business: "Tingting said you changed cars?"

Wang Yan nodded.

"Mercedes?"

Wang Yan nodded again.

Ruan Mei looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "I'm telling you, grabbing things is illegal. A Mercedes, hundreds of thousands, is enough for you to go to jail for a lifetime."

"How can you say it's grabbing?" Wang Yan corrected: "It's the Ding family who saw my car was too shabby and let me drive it first."

Ruan Mei sat on the stool, stretched her neck and asked curiously: "Seeing Fang Zhanbo in a daze, Tingting was also frightened, what exactly happened?"

"Do you know what you are now?"

Ruan Mei blinked her big eyes: "What?"

"Thirty-eight, why are you so curious all day?" Wang Yan flicked her forehead: "There's still something to do, leaving first."

Ruan Mei held her head and shouted in pain. When she reacted that Wang Yan didn't care about hitting her and even called her thirty-eight, she wanted to take revenge, but when she looked up, there was no one there. Angrily shaking her arms, she scolded Wang Yan while cleaning up the plates with only leftover vegetable soup...

Leaving the public housing, Wang Yan strolled to inspect his subordinates' shops.

It had only been three days since he took down Ma'anshan, and the atmosphere on the street was indeed brand new, but the time was too short. Plus, this place wasn't a prosperous area, and his shop wasn't anything serious, so there was no positive influence. Basically, it was still the same as before, with a bunch of gangsters gathering.

However, as time passed, once the "safety" here spread and went deep into people's hearts, business would definitely get better. At that time, maybe because of safety, the housing prices here would rise a bit.

"Brother Yan, drink."

At the bar of the largest bar under Long Teng, Xu Guanwen poured a glass of wine and handed it to Wang Yan who was smoking beside him.

Clinking with Xu Guanwen, Wang Yan took a sip and frowned: "Fake wine?"

"Real ones are thousands or tens of thousands, who can afford them?"

Wang Yan gave Xu Guanwen a slap on the back of the head: "I'll count this time, change to real ones next time. Damn, even your big brother you cheat?"

"I know, Brother Yan." Xu Guanwen grinned in pain, not forgetting to smile at Wang Yan: "But Brother Yan, you were really powerful this afternoon. Now the whole Hong Kong and Kowloon is about you subduing the Zhongqing Society alone, and our Long Teng is famous along with it. It's really known to everyone. You don't know, there were gangsters who wanted to join before."

"Just be happy for a while, no one gives us money to spend, what do we want those empty names for? As long as no one dares to come and cause trouble, it's fine." Wang Yan said: "Collecting management fees tomorrow, do you understand how to do it?"

"Rest assured, Brother Yan, I guarantee every single one will be collected." Xu Guanwen patted his chest: "By the way, Brother Yan, the usury business of those gangs we grabbed before... we took over... has been sorted out recently."

"Tell me."

"Those remaining IOUs, after statistics, are more than 1.5 million. It's hard to say how much can be collected back. They were all forcing good women into prostitution, ruining families. Brother Yan, you set the rules again, so it's estimated that not much can be collected back."

"Collect according to the bank's interest. If they really can't pay it back, see what work we have here and let them work for free to pay off the debt." There was no reason not to take money that came to the mouth. Collecting according to the bank's interest was already him, Wang Mou, being reasonable.

"I know, Brother Yan. After collecting the management fees, I'll take people to collect the accounts."

"Just like that, call if there's anything, leaving."

After saying that, Wang Yan got up and went out, strolling toward the public housing.

After unification, the effect was immediate. Long Teng subordinates passed by in groups of three or five on the street from time to time. This was patrolling. If they found trouble, they would just give them a kick. It couldn't be said that the people who were shouting on the street had disappeared—after all, Wang Yan couldn't stop people from going on the street—but these people were much more honest. It could be clearly felt that the pace of pedestrians passing by had slowed down, which was good.

Just when Wang Yan was strolling with his hands behind his back, the sound of a car horn came from behind. Stopping his steps, Wang Yan turned around and saw a black Mercedes driving toward him, stopping steadily in front of him.

The window rolled down, looking at Luo Huiling's face, Wang Yan said: "Just back?"

"Yeah, washed inside and out thoroughly, and did maintenance by the way." Luo Huiling opened the door and wanted to get off.

Wang Yan stopped her, raised his wrist to check his watch: "Haven't eaten yet, right? I'm also a little hungry, let's eat something together before going back."

"Okay, but let's agree first, my treat."

How much money could a meal cost? Wang Yan didn't refuse, walked around the front of the car, and sat in the passenger seat.

"What to eat?"

"Just find a food stall."

Luo Huiling started the car: "Then let's go to the one I often go to, not far from the public housing, the taste is good."

"Okay, let's go there."

After a while, the two got off at a food stall. It had to be said that their combination was indeed quite eye-catching. The Mercedes was driven by a woman, and the clothes didn't look like high-end goods. The passenger seat was even less worth mentioning—half-sleeved, big shorts, cloth shoes, and a flashy look, not looking like someone who could afford a Mercedes. Of course, Wang Yan's flashy look well deterred other diners, making them not dare to talk nonsense.

This was nothing special; they were all Hong Kong snacks, wonton noodles, cart noodles, lettuce fish meat, etc. Ordering things and asking for two bottles of beer, the two sat opposite each other and ate.

Luo Huiling raised her glass: "A-Yan, I'll toast you. You helped so much today, I'm really sorry."

"Didn't I say it, we would run into each other sooner or later, it's okay." Wang Yan shook his head, clinked glasses with Luo Huiling, and drank it in one gulp.

Then Luo Huiling thanked him again, drank three glasses of wine in a row, and then could eat properly.

"By the way, what's going on with what you said today about Ding Xie being released? Did he go to jail?"

Wang Yan ate and said casually: "Didn't he run to Taiwan after beating Fang Jinxin to death? As a result, he wasn't peaceful when he got there and offended the big brother of the society there... In the end, he was sentenced to fourteen years. He'll be released in these two months."

After hearing the cause and effect, Luo Huiling gritted her teeth: "Damn it, why didn't he die in prison."

Drinking a glass of wine with her as comfort, Wang Yan smiled: "I heard Ding Xie is very good at fighting, I wonder if it's true?"

"He practiced martial arts, has great strength..."

Beer is also alcohol, and Luo Huiling is a woman. Plus today was too exciting, so she was a bit emotional. At this moment, mentioning Ding Xie, all the ups and downs of these years from the past to the present came up... ===== CHAPTER 242 =====