Threat! Flagrant threat!
Shi Hu realized the situation and became speechless. "Brother, you're robbing!"
Yu Sheng cast a glance at him, and said shamelessly: "Robbing? No! I'm safeguarding our legitimate rights and interests, and teaching them to be honest in business. Hard to be a good man!"
"Right!" Jin Fucheng nodded and lost in thought. "Brother, you're so considerate! I shouldn't have indulged them. Teach them a lesson, or they'll stir up trouble."
"Exactly! We're doing charity. So boring to wait for their money! If it were not for teaching them a lesson, we would enjoy roast fish." Yu Sheng was completely brazen.
But Shi Hu hit it off with him and nodded eagerly. "Yeah! They're to blame. Otherwise, we can catch lots of fish on the rare night of rising tide."
"It can't be helped, but we can buy fish at market. Though fed artificially, they're not lethal." Yu Sheng patted Shi Hu on his shoulder for consolation.
But Shi Hu complained: "Fish from market is not delicious; fleshy but has an odd flavor. It's unpalatable without seasonings."
"Then add some!" Yu Sheng exclaimed.
Shi Hu sighed. "Too troublesome! Easier to eat after sprinkling some salt."
Their dialogue made waiting for 400 million RMB seem to be an unprecedented loss.
Wu Sandao reverently dragged several big boxes to them. "Here you are! 270 million! Any bank card? I'll transfer the remaining 130 million to the card."
"Use mine! My card number is…" Yu Sheng said unscrupulously.
They finished the transfer on cellphone.
Yu Sheng, Shi Hu and Jin Fucheng took away those big boxes.
After seeing them off with forced smile, Wu Sandao raged. "Follow me! Let's visit the head of our faction. I'll kill the three bastards!"
"Yes, sir!"
…
"Big brother, exactly these guys! Son of a bitch! How dare they rob our Flood Dragon Faction?" Wu Sandao showed a photo to his big brother Xue Wuyi at a luxurious office.
Xue Wuyi slightly frowned. "These three guys? Are you sure?"
"I'm sure! So rampant!" Wu Sandao answered.
Xue Wuyi nodded and told the steward: "Old Qin, go to prepare!"
"Yes, master! But prepare for what?" The steward was confused.
Xue Wuyi handed the photo to Old Qin and raged: "Of course prepare for apology! You want to prepare for fight? Can you defeat them?"
"Big brother! Who're they?" Wu Sandao quivered, realizing he got into trouble.
Xue Wuyi knitted his brows. "Don't you know the matter about the Luo family three days ago?"
"Yes, I do!" Wu Sandao nodded.