Chapter 559: Three Punches Shatter the Great Sage's Dream

"Yeah, as long as we take the Yuhe Leisure Resort, we'll be rich!"

"And the waitresses in there are quite lively, much livelier than the chicks in the bathhouses and dance halls!"

In Huang Guanhao's office, a group of lackeys spoke one after another. When they mentioned the Yuhe Leisure Resort, they were all drooling with greed.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Huang Guanhao knocked on the table with his hand, frowning as he said to the group, "Without my permission, stop provoking Dongling Gao Ke. Whoever dares to break the taboo, don't blame me for not being brotherly!"

As for Dongling Gao Ke, Huang Guanhao couldn't talk about being afraid. He, or the group of people in his office, hadn't yet experienced the hammer of the iron fist. They had no concrete concept of the influence and strength of a giant company.

Let alone them, most people in the country now also had no concept. Instead, influenced by some Hong Kong movies, they saw those Hong Kong gangs running rampant in Hong Kong. The gangs in those movies didn't put Hong Kong big bosses or wealthy families in their eyes at all, and even dared to openly threaten them. They felt those gangs were very awesome, fighting heaven and earth and air in Hong Kong.

When watching those Hong Kong gang movies, it would make people produce wrong judgments unconsciously.

What's more, in the past few years in Hong Kong, three great thief kings appeared, kidnapping, extorting, robbing gold shops, and even banks in Hong Kong.

Especially some time ago, the eldest son of the Li family of the Yangtze was openly kidnapped by the thief king of the noble family, taking away 1.038 billion Hong Kong dollars from the Li family of the Yangtze, which shocked all of Asia.

The mainland was also spreading it wildly, and even many hooligans and ruffians felt that they could also do something big.

Huang Guanhao said those words just now, not letting his lackeys provoke Dongling Gao Ke, not because he was afraid, but because he had just arrived in Pingyang not long ago and hadn't established a firm foothold. If he provoked trouble rashly, he would be targeted by other local snakes.

In the past few years in Pingyang, several local snakes had emerged. There were even more outsiders like Huang Guanhao who were hooligans trying to make a living. Their line of work was actually fiercely competitive, fighting for territory with each other. They had to see blood every few days, and there were even more people lying on the ground.

This was also one of the reasons why Wang Hanning, the general manager of the Yuhe Leisure Resort, didn't want to manage the mess of the food court night stalls. When this group of people like Huang Guanhao didn't even take their own rotten lives seriously, what could others do?

As for whether they would provoke Dongling Gao Ke, and what the consequences would be if they did, Huang Guanhao hadn't thought about it at all.

Or subconsciously, he thought Dongling Gao Ke wouldn't do anything to them. Didn't he see in Hong Kong movies that those gangs provoked big companies and didn't pay any price? Instead, those big companies were tossed and harassed in various ways, and had to send gifts and beg for mercy, letting the gangs let them go!

Not to mention, just a few months ago, in Hong Kong, the Century Thief King kidnapped someone from the Li family of the Yangtze, and after the incident, he was still jumping around. The Li family of the Yangtze didn't dare to retaliate either, only hearing that the Li family of the Yangtze was renovating their own villa according to the standards of a military fortress.

Although he just said that he couldn't rely on fighting and killing, their thinking was still stuck in the stage of indecision, machete fighting, and gambling with their lives. As long as the fighting was over and they won, they could get the other party's business.

"That sand field, how is it now? Are they willing to transfer it to us?"

Recently, Huang Guanhao had set his sights on a sand field under Pingyang. Pingyang had countless major projects and a huge demand for sand materials. Several sand tyrants had emerged in Pingyang, making money every day. Huang Guanhao was a bit jealous and wanted to grab—no, acquire a sand field and enter the building materials market.

"We have been there several times in a row, but the other party simply won't let go, and even threatened that if we dare to go there and act wild again, they will break our legs!" A lackey said with a bitter face.

Huang Guanhao sneered, touching the long scar on his face. "Tomorrow, call everyone, bring all the tools, and I will visit personally to see whose dog legs don't want to be kept!"

Hearing that Huang Guanhao was going to make trouble tomorrow, the group of lackeys in the office were still laughing and joking, not taking it too seriously. It was really because they had experienced too much. They basically lived for the day, not caring about what would happen tomorrow at all.

"Does everyone want to go for a late-night snack together?"

"In the city, a new dance hall has opened. I heard there are Russian chicks coming over, dancing inside. Is anyone going?"

A group of people spoke one after another. When mentioning the Russian chicks, the faces of the hooligans all showed eager expressions.

If there is demand, there will be a market. Pingyang now has more jobs than people. Locals are either demolition households or finding a company. It is not that there are no women doing those underground activities, but there are very few. Without getting involved in bad habits, it is not difficult to find a job to support the family.

This led to the dance halls, karaoke, and bathhouses opened locally all needing women. Many venues started digging for people from other places, and there were also women pulled from the Russian side. The economy in Eastern Europe was not very good, and many people went overseas to make a living.

There were also Southeast Asia, and now there were many women running to Pingyang to make a living, making those venues in Pingyang have a bit more exotic style.

"Dang, dang, dang!"

Just as a group of people were discussing which venue to go to for entertainment today, thinking about whether to find women from Russia, Ukraine, the Czech Republic, or Siam, Huang Guanhao even wanted to go and learn English and Russian from those foreign women, suddenly a knocking sound came from the place where Huang Guanhao and the others were.

It was called an office, but in reality, it was a two-story residential building facing the street. Huang Guanhao tidied up the second floor and moved a few tables, using it as their lair and office.

"Who is it? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, running over here to die, tired of living, right?"

The man with the face full of flesh asked impatiently, but the person knocking on the door didn't answer, just kept knocking on the door, making the man with the face full of flesh have to walk towards the door while cursing.

"Stop knocking, damn it, I'm not deaf, can't you understand human language..."

Huang Guanhao, who was sitting in the office, collected some accounts and put them in the drawer, also preparing to go out. After getting up, he put a machete on his waist to prevent meeting his arch-enemy. He heard the person who opened the door reach the door, and then there was no movement, and he didn't pay too much attention.

"Thump!"

"Ah!"

"Don't move!"

But immediately after, a burst of noise came out, as if someone had been heavily overturned, and the screams of falling to the ground.

Listening to the movement coming from outside, Huang Guanhao just wanted to pull out the machete on his waist, but immediately felt something was wrong. He saw several of his subordinates running inside in a panic, as if they had encountered something terrifying.

Without time to think, Huang Guanhao pushed open the second-floor window and jumped down, finding a street and rushing in. This location was chosen by him long ago, just to have a way out if he encountered trouble.

When disaster strikes, everyone flies separately. What kind of righteous brothers? At this time, it was better to run first. Those who mixed in the underworld, fooling others with righteousness and charging for the boss, that was fine, but fooling oneself into being crippled was not worth it. Based on the crime Huang Guanhao committed in his hometown, it was basically a 20-year prison sentence.

Plus, after he came to Pingyang, the broken things he did, falling under his machete, there were still people lying on the bed who couldn't get up. If he was really caught, if he was put on the first batch of execution lists during the strict crackdown in previous years, it would be a proper one, and if it was not good, he would have to come to an expedited one.

After running out of the street panting, Huang Guanhao had a feeling of escaping from death. He didn't know who pointed his thunder this time, but if he knew, he would definitely make that person suffer. Now Huang Guanhao still thought that this was an enemy coming to get him.

"Don't move!"

"Warning once, throw away the weapon immediately, hold your head and squat down!"

Just out of the street, before he had time to catch his breath, Huang Guanhao was shouted at sharply, which gave him a big jump. He didn't expect that there was an ambush here. A hellish joke suddenly popped into Huang Guanhao's mind: was the whole area surrounded just to deal with him?

Holding the machete, Huang Guanhao originally wanted to fight once, but when he looked closely, he first saw a young police officer whose face was still a bit nervous, who seemed to have been on the job for not long, holding a Type 54 pistol at him.

However, what made Huang Guanhao terrified was not the Type 54 pistol in front of him, but the three armed police officers next to him, wearing bulletproof vests, holding anti-riot shields, aiming at him with the pitch-black Type 85 submachine gun and Type 81 automatic rifle, and they were still calling for manpower on the walkie-talkie.

Looking at the machete in his hand, and then looking at the pitch-black gun muzzles one by one, Huang Guanhao, who had always been brave and ruthless, silently put down the machete in his hand. He didn't think that he could break out of the encirclement in front of the submachine gun with a machete.

Although he had watched many Hong Kong gang movies, the scene in front of him was completely different from the Type 38 revolver in Hong Kong movies. That shot might not kill him, but the submachine guns in front of him could sweep him into a hornet's nest.

Until his head was heavily pressed to the ground, his shoulders were like being unloaded, his hands were handcuffed behind his back, and he was tightly surrounded by more than a dozen big men who rushed down from several cars that arrived. Huang Guanhao, who weighed nearly 170 or 180 pounds, was carried by a group of big men and stuffed into the car without his feet touching the ground. At this time, Huang Guanhao was still a bit confused. He really wanted to ask, did he commit a heavenly crime?

Even in the criminal investigation documentary blockbusters he had seen, figures at the level of fierce bandits and big thieves rarely enjoyed this treatment!

Huang Guanhao clearly saw that the car he was sitting in was surrounded by more than ten vehicles of all sizes in front and behind.

On the way, there were constantly police officers from the transportation department riding motorcycles donated by Dongling Gao Ke over the years, accompanying the motorcade he was in without interruption. In fact, the explosion-proof and bulletproof car Huang Guanhao was sitting on was also one of the police equipment donated by Dongling Gao Ke to the Pingyang Police Department...

Along the way, Huang Guanhao saw all kinds of police vehicles he had never seen in his life, constantly rushing through the streets of Pingyang.

Even when passing a street corner, Huang Guanhao also saw an armored personnel carrier hidden in the darkness. If it was a military enthusiast, he could recognize that this was a Type 63 armored vehicle. As for what was inside that pitch-black street corner, he couldn't see it.

And when he arrived at the Pingyang Police Station, the last picture and sound Huang Guanhao saw and heard was that at the entrance of the Pingyang Police Station, there were several people in white shirts standing, and the sound of a helicopter came from above his head. He vaguely heard a sentence that the helicopter dispatched by the Provincial Police Department had arrived. ===== CHAPTER 560 =====