Official Career Storm-Chapter 1334

Song Guanchao squatted down and patted the thug on the shoulder: "Go on, who sent you here?"

Although he suspected it was Zhou Xin, a suspicion was just a suspicion after all.

He's a reasonable person and doesn't like to wrong someone.

The thug had already recognized them as the people they had stopped earlier.

He shrank back and didn't dare to look at Song Guanchao: "What are you talking about?"

"Smack!"

Song Guanchao gave him a hard slap, then continued smiling: "There's no surveillance here. If you don't talk, I'll keep slapping."

"What do you want me to say…"

"Smack!"

"I really don't know…"

"Smack!"

"I…"

"Smack!"

After seven or eight slaps, the thug suddenly burst into tears.

Cheng Xiang and the others were speechless.

Brother, you're a thug!

Have some backbone, okay?

"Crying? You'll still get hit if you cry."

Song Guanchao smiled and slapped him again.

"Stop hitting me, it hurts, it really hurts."

The thug cried, holding his face: "I don't know who he is. He just told us to cause you trouble and force you to take action. Boo hoo hoo, I've already told you, stop hitting me."

Song Guanchao asked: "Do you have his phone number?"

"Yes," the thug said, "but you stole my phone."

Song Guanchao picked up the phone and threw it at him: "Call him and tell him he has to add more money."

The thug suddenly stopped crying and looked up, confused: "What?"

Song Guanchao said: "Tell him we took action, but we're willing to settle for 100,000 yuan. Tell him to add more money, or you'll settle with us."

"Huh? This…"

"What, don't you want to earn money?"

The thug was uncertain. Could this money really end up in my hands?

But whether he was skeptical or believed, he had no choice at this moment.

He obediently dialed the number and put it on speaker.

The call connected, but there was no sound from the other end.

The thug said: "They made a move, but they're willing to settle with us for 100,000 yuan."

Only then did the other end speak: "No settlement allowed."

As soon as they heard the voice, Song Guanchao and the others immediately confirmed it was Zhou Xin.

The thug said: "They're offering too much."

Zhou Xin snorted: "I'll give you 100,000 yuan."

"No way, you'll have to give me at least 120,000. Otherwise, why would I bother taking your money?"

"… Fine, 120,000 it is. Come over, and I'll give you cash."

Zhou Xin gave him an address and hung up the phone.

The thug looked up: "Boss, I did as you said."

"Not bad."

Song Guanchao praised him and said: "Come on, let's go get the money."

Zhou Xin sure is cautious, only giving cash, no transfers.

The thug got a little excited; it seemed like he might actually get the money.

Coming out of the grove, Song Guanchao sent the other thugs away and took this thug with him in the car to the address Zhou Xin had given.

It was quite a high-end restaurant.

After parking the car, Song Guanchao said: "You guys wait in the car. I'll be right back."

He and the thug walked into the restaurant and saw Zhou Xin and his group sitting at a table inside.

Song Guanchao said: "Go on, I'll be watching from the side. Don't say anything you shouldn't or I'll hit you again."

The thug shivered and forced a smile: "I definitely won't say anything wrong."

He walked up to the table, and Zhou Xin immediately looked up.

Seeing the slap marks on the thug's face, he was shocked.

Damn, Song Guanchao really hit hard!

But with such a heavy beating, it was at least a minor injury!

As long as the thug doesn't settle, Song Guanchao will definitely be detained!

He handed over 120,000 yuan in cash, which he had just withdrawn from a nearby bank, in a plastic bag: "Good job."

The thug grinned, showing two missing teeth.

He didn't waste any words with Zhou Xin, just took the money and turned to leave.

Once out of the restaurant, he saw Song Guanchao waiting for him and reluctantly handed over the money.

"Boss, the money."

Although Song Guanchao said the money was his,

the thug definitely wouldn't believe it.

Song Guanchao didn't take it: "Keep the money for yourself."

The thug's eyes widened in disbelief: "Boss, you're... really giving it to me?"

"This small sum, I'm not interested."

Song Guanchao said: "However, our matter isn't over yet."

"Huh?" The thug immediately took two steps back: "Boss, you've already beaten me up like this."

Song Guanchao said: "Alright, enough talking. Help me with one more thing."

"What do you need?"

"Find a few thugs, go in, and provoke him."

The thug froze for two seconds before he understood.

He's planning to fight fire with fire!

Looking at the cash in the bag, the thug didn't hesitate for a second: "No problem!"

He made the call right in front of Song Guanchao to gather a few guys.

In just over ten minutes, two young thugs arrived.

Once they were there, the thug gave them a brief explanation and promised them 1,000 yuan each if the job was done.

As soon as they heard they'd only get beaten up and still make 1,000 yuan, both of them got excited.

They entered the restaurant and deliberately chose a table very close to Zhou Xin's.

As soon as the food was served, the two thugs started wolfing it down.

Meanwhile, at the adjacent table, Zhou Xin and his group had drunk quite a bit and were speaking loudly.

The two thugs suddenly slammed their chopsticks on the table and turned to curse: "Shut the hell up!"

Zhou Xin and his group immediately quieted down and turned to look.

The two thugs glanced at nobody else, just stared at Zhou Xin, pointing at him: "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Xin wasn't known for his patience, especially after having a drink.

Being pointed at and scolded in his face by two cocky thugs, this was really a first.

Zhou Xin squinted, smiling: "Are you talking to me?"

"I'm talking to an idiot."

The two thugs chuckled and went back to eating.

However, just as they lowered their heads, they heard the sound of a chair being pulled out.

The next moment, Zhou Xin walked over, grabbed him by the hair, yanked him up, and slammed him onto the table.

With a bang, bowls overturned and plates fell.

The thug sitting across shouted "Damn" but didn't fight back, instead shouting loudly: "You dare hit my brother!"

Zhou Xin let go and punched this thug in the face.

The two thugs deliberately didn't resist and got beaten up by Zhou Xin, soon crouching on the ground with their heads covered.

The others came over only when they saw he had almost finished beating them, pretending to break up the fight.

"Alright, alright, Zhou Chu, don't waste your energy on such trash, it's beneath you."

Once Zhou Xin was pulled away, the restaurant manager dared to step forward.

The two thugs were covered in blood, looking miserable.

They didn't spew any harsh words and just staggered out of the restaurant.

Once outside, the earlier thug came over right away and said: "Wait here, the police will be here soon."

In the parking lot, Chen Yirou and the others saw this and tutted: "Zhou Xin really hit hard, look at them, their heads are covered in blood."

Song Guanchao smiled and said: "There's a good show coming up."

He had called Chief Qian as soon as the thugs went in.

He checked the time and figured they should be arriving soon.

Just as he glanced down at his watch, he saw two police cars pulling up and stopping at the entrance of the restaurant.