From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 142 Big Brother Xiong

After patrolling the streets for more than half a month, Jiang Yao got a new nickname: Mad Dog Yao.

Of course, only those members of the club would call him that behind his back. Who had made him do that during that period of time before, whenever he saw those people from the club, his eyes would light up and he would pounce on them and want to bite them?

Recently, when the gangsters on these streets meet Jiang Yao, they either immediately become well-behaved or simply take a detour.

There was no way. They really couldn't be arrogant in front of Jiang Yao.

Just two days ago, a guy who claimed that they were the ones in charge on the street after midnight, came with more than 20 of his followers and showed off his power in front of Jiang Yao.

As a result, after just a few minutes, all these people were knocked down by Jiang Yao.

The leader was named Sang Biao, who was quite famous in the underworld. It was said that he was a Red Stick of a certain large gang. Unfortunately, the Red Stick met the police baton, and the guy broke his leg. He is still lying in the hospital and has not been released yet.

After suffering such a huge loss, the gang leader behind Sang Biao had no reason to retaliate and could only swallow his anger.

After all, sending people to deal with gangsters is only natural, and Sang Biao, relying on his large numbers, took the initiative to approach Jiang Yao and provoke him.

Society members are different from desperadoes, especially those who can become big bosses. Most of the time, they still abide by the rules.

The uniform on Jiang Yao represents the face of the police force. He is just an ordinary uniformed policeman patrolling the streets. No matter how much he tries to find trouble, he cannot really touch the core interests of the society.

Sang Biao was beaten so badly that it really brought shame to his club, but strictly speaking, it was just a personal grudge.

If he really wants revenge, that is Sang Biao's own business. Those cunning gang leaders behind him will naturally not do anything to police officer Jiang Yao because of this matter!

Jiang Yao earned the nickname "Mad Dog Yao" through hard work.

If he was not a uniformed policeman, but had run out to join a gang and announced his name, who knows how many gangsters and girls would come to him and want to follow him.

"Brother Yao!"

"Brother Yao!"

……

He was just patrolling the streets as he walked along the way. Many young people who were obviously not good people immediately became well-behaved and greeted Jiang Yao when they saw him passing by.

As for Li Hongsheng who was beside Jiang Yao, he often became a background figure, the kind of person that was easily overlooked.

"Ayao, you are definitely the first police officer who is as majestic as you are." Li Hongsheng said with a sour tone and a complicated expression. He gave Jiang Yao a thumbs up and said with emotion.

"Since the first day I started working, you, Brother Sheng, and I have been partners. If you want to be more powerful, you can learn from me!" Jiang Yao chuckled as he shrugged.

"Forget it, I can't learn your tricks!"

Li Hongsheng shook his head helplessly and added: "You are taking on more than 20 people alone. Your skills are a bit exaggerated."

"If I were as capable as you, I would have been promoted long ago and would not have stayed in the uniform group forever."

"Honestly, Ayao, the higher-ups arranged you here, which is a waste of talent!"

Although Li Hongsheng likes to brag, he still knows himself well.

With his limited skills, after taking off his military uniform, a few thugs can beat him up so badly that he doesn't know which way is which.

If he wanted to follow Jiang Yao to learn, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

Although street patrolling is a simple job, it is often boring and tedious.

It was a little after ten o'clock in the evening, which was not too late in Hong Kong, and many shops were still open for business.

Let the evening breeze gently blow away the sunset glow,

I have become accustomed to thinking about him every evening.

She who is far away, now knows,
This relationship is always in my heart.

……

Music was playing in a video store on the street, and the deep male voice with a hint of vicissitudes of life reached the ears of Jiang Yao and Li Hongsheng.

Jiang Yao didn't react much, but Li Hongsheng next to him began to hum along with the rhythm.

"Do you like listening to music?" Looking at his appearance, Jiang Yao smiled and asked casually.

"Listening to music occasionally can cultivate your soul, make you more relaxed, and make you feel happier."

"This song, 'Her in the Distance', is sung by a new singer. I think it sounds quite nice. What do you think of it?" Li Hongsheng responded with a smile.

Before Jiang Yao could reply, he added, "Besides this song 'Distant Her', I like the song 'Forget Love in a Cold Rainy Night' in the same album even more."

"Ayao, if you also like listening to music, I strongly recommend this album by new artist Zhang Fang."

Jiang Yao, who was standing aside, had a strange look on his face after hearing what Li Hongsheng said.

He laughed and agreed, "The song is really good, and it's quite pleasant to listen to. What about you, Brother Sheng? Have you bought this album yet?"

"Yeah!" Li Hongsheng grinned and nodded: "When I first heard those two songs, I liked them very much. After buying the album, I have listened to them dozens of times."

"I didn't expect that you have such a hobby, Brother Sheng!" Jiang Yao gave Li Hongsheng a thumbs up and laughed, "After I finish patrolling this street, I'll treat you to a midnight snack. Just order whatever you want. Don't be polite to me."

The song "She Is Far Away" was naturally the second song Jiang Yao prepared for Zhang Fang.

After giving this song to Wang Tengfei, Jiang Yao no longer cared about Feixing Records.

Wang Tengfei's work efficiency is indeed good. Three days ago, he informed Jiang Yao that the album had been produced and officially launched on the market.

A few days have passed, and although the exact sales figures are unclear, judging from what Li Hongsheng just said, the album's sales can't be that bad.

Be it "She Is Far Away" or "Forgettable Cold Rainy Night", they are both representative works of the singing god in the memory of the previous life.

It seems that now, as long as it is a good song, it can easily be recognized by the public in this world.

"Is it really okay to eat anything? Then for supper later, I'll have a bowl of shark fin to rinse my mouth. Yao, please don't hit me?" Li Hongsheng looked at Jiang Yao beside him with a puzzled look.

He could see that Jiang Yao seemed to be in a very good mood. Although he didn't know the reason, he was already very familiar with Jiang Yao, so he still made a joke and teased him.

"Am I such a stingy person? It's just shark fin. You can eat as much as you want!" Jiang Yao responded with a smile.

As they chatted and laughed, the two of them quickly finished patrolling the street they were on.

Li Hongsheng, who kept saying that he wanted to rinse his mouth with shark fin, was just joking.

Although Jiang Yao promised to treat him to this midnight snack, Li Hongsheng chose a beef offal stall on the street as the final location for the midnight snack. Although the large bag of jewelry and gold ornaments was still under the bed of No. 16 Jinxia Building, Jiang Yao still had enough money.

However, since Li Hongsheng chose the beef offal stall, Jiang Yao didn't say much. They walked and talked as they walked towards the beef offal stall which was a few dozen meters away.

……

In an apartment in Rainbow Building, Nam Dun Road, Yau Ma Tei.

Fang Jieting just returned home, exhausted.

She took off her coat and prepared to take a shower. As she walked to the bathroom door, her face was filled with pain and she felt as if her brain was about to split. She squatted on the ground holding her head.

"Why does my head hurt so much? Is it because I haven't had a good rest for a long time?" After a while, the pain not only did not get better, but became even worse. She hit her head hard and muttered to herself.

More than ten minutes later, she was still in the same state. She barely supported herself and stood up. She did not go to the bathroom to shower, but staggered step by step to the big bed in the apartment.

Without even taking off her clothes, she laid down on the bed with her head in her hands.

She didn't know when she became drowsy and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Around two or three in the middle of the night, Fang Jieting got up. Her eyes were dull and her face was expressionless. She walked back and forth in the apartment like a puppet.

When she walked near the refrigerator, she squatted down, opened the door, and took out some fresh pork and beef. As if she was extremely hungry, she started to eat them.

After eating one or two pounds of raw meat and half a raw chicken, she seemed to be full. She returned to her bed in a daze, crawled into the quilt, and began to sleep soundly again.

The next morning, Fang Jieting got up from bed.

The headache has eased a lot, but I still feel a little dizzy.

After going to the bathroom and taking a shower, she felt more energetic. Focusing on her career, she didn't think this minor illness would have much impact on her work.

She looked in the mirror. Although her complexion was not very good, Fang Jieting did not care much.

After applying a little foundation and some light makeup to make herself look normal, she strode out of the apartment with her briefcase.

……

Around ten o'clock in the morning, Jinxia Building, 14th floor.

A muscular soldier who was beginning to develop horizontally walked out of the elevator wearing a pair of frog-shaped sunglasses.

"Room 16... should be over there!" Walking into the corridor, he looked at the house number above the room. After confirming his target, he strode forward.

"Uncle Yao, it's me, Bingzai!" It didn't take long for him to reach the door of number 16 and started knocking on the door.

"Come in!" The door opened and Jiang Yao appeared at the door. He greeted Bingzai with a smile.

"Your place is so small. There's no room for a chair even after putting a bed here!" After walking into the room, the soldier looked around and when he couldn't find a place to sit, he sat down directly on the edge of the bed.

With a grin on his face, he joked to Jiang Yao, "Uncle Yao, you're not really going to be a street vendor forever, are you?"

"With your abilities, it's a waste to do those things."

"Why don't you come back to Yuen Long with me? I tell you, although I only have one or two streets of territory, I can still make two or three hundred thousand a month."

"When you get there, you don't have to do anything. I'll give you half of my monthly income."

Apart from Jiang Yao himself, the person who knows him best is undoubtedly Bingzai.

His words seemed to be a joke, but they actually came from the heart.

Seeing Bingzai talking so excitedly, Jiang Yao didn't say anything. He silently took out his police ID and slapped it in front of Bingzai.

As a uniformed police officer, if his .38 rifle had not been turned in to the armory when he got off work, at this moment, not only his police officer ID but also his service gun might have been directly slapped in front of the soldier.

"Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, Uniformed Group, Senior Police Officer, Jiang Yaozu..." With a puzzled look on his face, the soldier picked up the police ID and looked through it for a long time.

After a while, he was still somewhat confused. He looked at Jiang Yao and confirmed, "Uncle Yao, what are you doing? I haven't seen you for only a month or two. How did you get into the police force?"

"What? Is it weird? I, your uncle Yao, have always been a good man. If I don't become a policeman, would I join a gang like you?" After laughing dryly twice, Jiang Yao took back the police officer ID from the soldier.

It was always the soldiers who showed off in front of him. Now, he was ready to show off himself. He hung his police ID in front of himself and said, "When I stand on the street, those gang members will be like mice seeing a cat when they see me."

"Yuen Long is too remote. Should we consider developing in Tsim Sha Tsui?"

After hearing what he said, Bingzai tilted his head and actually started to think about it seriously.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Compared with the bright lights and nightlife in Tsim Sha Tsui, Yuen Long is really a poor and remote place."

"The Lianxing Society I belong to is a small society that cannot be ranked in Hong Kong. We don't have any territory in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"If I want to develop here, I have to leave Lianxing Society and transfer to other societies."

"In Yuen Long, my boss Xiong has made a name for himself. Although he has a small number of brothers, he still has dozens of them. As long as he can operate well, it shouldn't be a problem to transfer to other gangs and develop in Tsim Sha Tsui."

……

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yao slapped him on the forehead and said, "I didn't realize that you have earned the nickname of Big Brother Xiong. You are even more powerful than your uncle Yao!"

At the beginning, he got the ID card for Bingzai, and the name on it was Wang Zhixiong.

As for his original name, apart from himself, probably only Jiang Yao knows it.

When he was hanging out in the society, Bingzai always called himself Wang Zhixiong. Perhaps because of this, after he gained some fame, he was called Da Lao Xiong.

Comparing his nickname with his own, Jiang Yao really felt that comparison was the thief of envy.

"I'm just fooling around. What can I do if they call me that?" Scratching the back of his head, the soldier gave a dry laugh.

“Whether you want to come to Tsim Sha Tsui to develop or not, you should consider it yourself.”

Without further worrying about the nickname, Jiang Yao dragged out a large bag from under the bed. After putting it on the bed, he unzipped it.

Pointing at the golden area inside, he looked at the soldier and said, "You are in a gang, so you should be able to find a lot of ways."

"I asked you to come here this time to see if you can help me get rid of these things."

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(End of this chapter)