I Actually Admire You Quite a Bit (4th Update)

At this moment, A Mao the Blondie, watching Wang Zijin calmly making a phone call, felt a pang of regret.

How did it break? I just wanted to take advantage of the situation.

As a 21st-century thug who had been in this profession for a long time, he knew that there was an ironclad rule: no violence.

Some people say, "How can you be a thug if you don't fight?"

Ah Mao will tell you from experience that those who resort to violence end up in jail. After all, it's the 21st century, and the law has become much more sophisticated, especially in controlling serious incidents like fights and brawls.

Many predecessors have left behind valuable experience for them, their successors, with their own blood and sweat.

It has been discovered that he has not been released yet.

Actually, even though they are thugs, they usually only use verbal threats and rarely resort to violence to collect debts.

The target audience is mostly university students. Generally speaking, the simplest tricks are to make a few phone calls and then call his friends a few more times, and the task will be completed.

But what's going on now?!

Looking at the Jade Bracelet broken into three pieces on the ground, A Mao now had only one hope: that the jade hadn't cost more than ten thousand yuan.

Why does he think this way? Because he understands the law.

In the judiciary, the threshold for determining "disturbing the peace" is 2,000 yuan. These thugs have also received professional training and know that they can smash the other party's phone under appropriate circumstances.

Cell phones are expensive, but they depreciate too quickly. And if the police are actually called, these thugs will only help with repairs. Even if the other party wants to seek legal protection, sorry, as far as A Mao knows, even the most expensive cell phone won't cost more than 2000 to repair.

"Police, um, someone here is forcing me to sign an agreement, and we got into an argument. I'm at xx coffee shop." This was Wang Zijin saying on the phone.

Amao glanced at the contract she had just signed in her hand. If the police came, and she had this contract in hand, wouldn't she be in deep trouble, unable to explain herself no matter what?

He looked at Wang Zijin with some resentment, realizing at that moment that he had been tricked.

As a thug, he was always on the bullying side. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? Thinking about the phone call he had just received, he felt that today was just too unlucky for him.

Seeing Wang Zijin talking on the phone with such a calm and collected demeanor, A Mao was reminded of his onboarding training and immediately thought of snatching Wang Zijin's phone.

Just then, a man dressed in a police uniform approached and greeted Wang Zijin familiarly. "Junior Zijin."

Amao felt somewhat hopeless.

Just then, he saw two more women with a mature and sophisticated aura enter the coffee shop and walk towards him.

The visitor was An Ning, and the other person was Lin Zi, the lawyer that Wang Zijin had specifically instructed her to bring.

Lin Zi and An Ning met during a trademark dispute involving a restaurant, and An Ning was quite well-known in Su City's legal circles.

Seeing the Jade Bracelet broken into three pieces on the ground, she guessed what had happened.

"This bracelet looks pretty good in terms of craftsmanship and quality, tsk tsk tsk, what a pity." Lin Zi said to Wang Zijin.

Then, changing the subject, he asked Ah Mao, "How do you plan to resolve this? Or should I sue you?"

And that's how the scene of Brother Biao answering the phone came about.

At this moment, Brother Biao was confused, but in their line of work, as the leader of many underlings, and without a fixed basic salary, maintaining relationships was mostly based on loyalty. He couldn't let his men...

It chills the heart.

So he led his men to a coffee shop. At the entrance, he instructed two of his men to pretend to be fighting. A short while later, a policeman ran out of the coffee shop.

The group of twenty or thirty people was a dense, imposing sight. Brother Biao figured that even the most delicate girl would be terrified at the sight of so many people.

Soon, the group arrived at the shop. When A Mao saw his older brother arrive, he felt his body stiffen and immediately ran to Brother Biao's side.

Brother Biao took off his sunglasses and finally saw the three of them clearly. He was immediately struck by their presence.

Wang Zijin's youthful energy and Lin Zi's intellectual charm made him most notice the last one—because she was simply too big.

Seeing the three of them, he finally understood why A Mao couldn't handle it—it was because his understanding wasn't sufficient.

Especially Wang Zijin and An Ning, who are clearly Campus Belle beauties, must be quite experienced.

But he's different. He's 43 years old now, and he started working as a henchman at the age of 17. He knows the ways of the world.

He knew exactly how to intimidate this group of college students.

He strolled leisurely to the three seats. There were decorative transparent vases in the coffee shop; he picked one up.

With a loud crash, the vase shattered.

"If you cause trouble again, this will be your fate!" He spoke slowly but with a ruthless air, and the crowd behind him made a move to surround him.

"What are you all doing, crowding around here?" At that moment, several shop assistants approached with mops. If they were ordinary customers, they probably would have turned a blind eye.

But sitting there is your own boss, a boss who works five days a week, balances work and rest, gives normal holidays off, and pays triple wages for overtime. Where can you find such a good boss?

At this moment, Wang Zijin saw the group of monks surrounding her and calmly took out three more bracelets from her bag.

She handed one to her best friend, one to Lin Zi, and put one on herself, then slowly said, "Don't come any closer. If you do, we might panic and bump into something. Oh dear, how did I accidentally drop this receipt?"

Brother Biao watched as Wang Zijin pretended to accidentally throw a stack of things at his feet.

A young man who had just entered the village, cluelessly picked it up and looked at it, then exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother Biao, these three bracelets are worth 500,000 each!" Brother Biao rolled his eyes at this young upstart.

Aren't you just boosting the morale of others while diminishing your own?

Seeing these three jade stones, he understood that this female student named Wang Zijin had never been afraid of him from the beginning.

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› "Fantasy Princess" "Ⅿ. huanxiangji. coⅯ "Just then, he noticed another female Campus Belle stand up and say, "I knew the voice on the phone sounded familiar! So that threatening call was from you!"

As she spoke, An Ning's slender fingers began to count the number of people, and she clicked her tongue twice, saying, "Only 28 people? That's a bit few!"

"Ha, you talk as if you have a lot of people!" Brother Biao said.

Then I heard the coffee shop door being pushed open again.

This time, a huge crowd of people arrived.

The leader, He Tong, is An Ning's father, An Huo. The female manager of the coffee shop had just called him saying An Ning was in danger, so he immediately gathered people from the entire floor plus security guards and rushed over here.

Brother Biao was also a little confused when he saw An Huo. Wasn't this the director of the An family?

His men were starting to panic; they thought there were just too many of them!

"You few are going to bully my daughter?" An Huo questioned Brother Biao, who was in charge.

Brother Biao was a little flustered seeing so many people surrounding him. Especially An Huo's gaze, which made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Damn it, we've really messed up this time.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, his phone suddenly rang.

Brother Biao was wondering which bastard was calling now.

He took out his phone and saw that it was a call from his SIM card. He knew that his brothers knew about his SIM card, so something must have happened.

With most of our brothers here, what major event could possibly occur?

As soon as I answered the phone, I heard someone shout on the other end, "Brother Biao, a squad of police has arrived and sealed off our territory. Now they're going to take me away!"

Brother Biao:???

Before I could even ask what was going on, I heard a policeman's voice on the phone. "Bring him in!"

Then there was silence on the other end of the phone.

Damn, what's going on? Just as he was completely confused...

Brother Biao felt someone tap his shoulder again. Annoyed, he turned around and saw Ah Mao, trembling, pointing out the window. "Brother Biao, Brother Biao, so many policemen!"

Five minutes later, Brother Biao, handcuffed and looking bewildered, was taken to a police car.

After the car door closed, a policeman sat down opposite him, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Actually, I really admire you."

Brother Biao looked puzzled. How could his profession be recognized by the police? What was going on?

Then the policeman continued, "You made threatening phone calls, even daring to call the Division Commander! Quite audacious!" Brother Biao:?? What's going on? He felt Ah Mao beside him tremble, his teeth chattering. Ah Mao, with a mournful face, said, "Brother Biao, could it be that godfather?!"

Sitting in the police car, Brother Biao felt no longer burdened by anything.

Today's combination of military boxing left him feeling dizzy and lightheaded; all he wanted to do was get a good night's sleep in his prison bed.

Also, if possible, he would like to take another hot shower.