"I'm warning you, don't ruin yourselves. Do you know who I am? In Dalian, who hasn't heard of Li Cihua's great name?!"
The greasy fat man backed away as he spoke. Though his words were full of threats, his trembling voice and movements gave him away.
"Oh? Sounds like you've got quite the status. You keep going on about your dad—who exactly is your dad? Which big shot? Does he know you're this bold?"
Xiao Shou asked with great interest.
The moment his father was mentioned, the greasy fat man immediately regained his confidence.
"Listen up! My dad is Li Gang, deputy director of this city's Garrison Department!"
"Scared now, aren't you? If you want to make it out in this world, you need power and connections. One word from my dad, and you'll spend the rest of your life behind iron bars!"
"Do you dare give me your name? I've already messaged my dad. He'll be here with his men soon. If you don't dare, then get the hell out of here and stop ruining my fun!"
Xiao Shou snorted. He had truly never encountered this sort of person before—an idiot who seemed to exist only in third-rate urban stories.
How had this guy survived until now? With the way he caused trouble, either his father held enough power to suppress everything, or his father was cut from the same cloth.
As for this Deputy Director Li Gang of the Garrison Department, Xiao Shou had never heard of him. He must have been transferred here recently.
Forget his father being merely the deputy director of the Garrison Department—even if he were the city's highest-ranking administrator, he would still be nothing before the Jaeger Combat Department.
The Jaeger Combat Department operated independently from the military, and under specific circumstances during