221: Chapter 220: Two Extremes 221: Chapter 220: Two Extremes “Buddy, really sorry about this, but do you plan to leave on your own or should we escort you out?” The security guard turned around, unwilling to waste words with Song Yun, and went straight to issuing the final ultimatum.
“Is this Brother Song you keep talking about really that impressive?
Tell me, what if he’s someone I know?” Song Yun asked curiously.
He really wanted to know what image he had in the eyes of these base-level guys.
“Brother Song is someone you could know?” the security guard said, glaring at Song Yun.
“Our Brother Song’s fighting prowess is unmatched in the world, and he’s incredibly charismatic.
Though I’ve never met him, according to the bosses, Brother Song’s presence is beyond what the brain can imagine.”
“Pfft.” Qingluan couldn’t help but laugh when she heard this, prompting the security guard to stare at her fiercely.
Qingluan waved her hand and said, “I just remembered a joke, don’t mind me, please continue.”
“Hmph, why bother talking about this with you outsiders?
You’ll probably never meet Brother Song anyway.
Just hurry up and get going, I really don’t want to bully you, especially with your woman right here.
If it weren’t for something big, I wouldn’t want to make you lose face in front of her,” the security guard said earnestly.
That remark made Song Yun take a second look at the security guard.
This guy was a talent worth noticing, and just for that line about not wanting to make him lose face in front of his woman during trivial matters was enough for Song Yun to elevate his rank a bit.
“You bunch of losers, the big boss is here.
What are you still doing?” A server noticed someone stepping out of an off-road vehicle and shouted at the security guards, “Stop messing with this scrawny kid, let’s go welcome the big boss.”
“Kid, you better just leave,” the security guard hesitated before saying.
Song Yun not only didn’t leave, but he also lit up a cigarette and watched as the force approached from a distance.
The force had changed a lot since Song Yun first took him in.
He no longer carried an air of arrogance and instead seemed much more subdued.
If one didn’t look closely at the tattoos on his body, they’d surely mistake him for an ordinary person.
The force hadn’t noticed Song Yun at first, but he did notice the three women by Song Yun’s side.
He knew these three had already moved in with the boss.
If they were here, where was the boss?
After searching for a moment, he finally saw Song Yun, squatting in the corner of the wall, smoking with a ruffian’s demeanor.
Walking past those greeting him with a smile, the force headed straight for Song Yun.
The server’s face turned green as he stared at the security guard and said, “I told you to get rid of that guy quickly, and you just wouldn’t listen.
Now the big boss is going to be angry, see how you’re gonna handle it?”
The security guard wanted to argue but faced with the reality had no choice but to hope that the kid over there wouldn’t annoy the big boss.
A group followed behind the force, and as the server sneered at Song Yun, he heard the most terrifying sentence in the world.
“Boss, where have you been recently?
The brothers have been looking for you to have a drink but couldn’t find you,” the force said simply.
The server was stunned, realizing that in all of Sunan City, there was only one person who could be called the boss by the force, and that was Brother Song right behind him.
He had just been extolling Brother Song’s badassness, not realizing the man he’d looked down upon was Brother Song himself.
Damn, you dress even worse than me.
This isn’t a mole; it’s a damn trap.
“Me?
I’m just a common laborer.
How could I possibly be like you guys, with nothing to do all day?” Song Yun said with a straight face, his visage of deep bitterness sending a shiver down the force’s spine.
“Boss, is something the matter?
If there’s an issue, just say it.
I, the force, wouldn’t blink an eye whether it’s to ascend a mountain of swords or descend into a sea of flames,” the force said righteously, though inside he wondered which bastard had provoked Song Yun.
What an ignorant fool.
“No one has provoked me, but today I’ve seen two extremes within our gang right here.
One side is bitterly harsh, the other is lenient and forgiving, and I can’t quite figure out which side truly represents the face of the Shura Alliance,” Song Yun said coldly as he stood up.
“There are always fishy things going on, but some people just can’t keep up with the pace of development and will end up dragging everyone down.”
“This…
I’ve never been one to handle gang affairs,” the force responded, knowing he didn’t have much say in matters internal to the gang.
Not to mention Wang Hu, who was at the same level as him, Zhao Yan alone could keep them under her thumb.
Everyone knew that Zhao Yan was Song Yun’s shadow; as long as Song Yun wasn’t in the gang, all matters were in Zhao Yan’s hands.
“Sigh,” Song Yun let out a sigh.
“Such things happening right before my eyes, I seriously wonder how to deal with these pests when things get bigger.”
“That’s White Tiger Hall’s responsibility,” the force pointed out.
“I know, but White Tiger Hall mainly deals with monitoring the mid to high ranks.
With so many at the base level, White Tiger Hall can’t possibly scrutinize everyone,” Song Yun reflected as he walked over to the server, patting his shoulder and saying, “You don’t have to come here anymore.”
The pats on the shoulder felt like mountains, causing the server’s legs to tremble with fear, unable to utter a word of plea.
After doling out punishment, it was time for rewards.
Song Yun walked over to the dazed security guard, placed the half-smoked cigarette he had been smoking onto the guard’s lips with a smile, and declared, “Do your job well.
As long as you don’t break the rules, we won’t treat you unfairly.
Stay loyal, and I’ll ensure your wealth and prosperity.”
The security guard was almost moved to tears with excitement; having been in the gang for so long, and to think that the first time he met Brother Song Yun, he got to smoke his cigarette.
If he were to tell others about it, they’d die of envy, especially those little rascals.
The force, seeing this reaction, roughly understood why Song Yun had said those words earlier.
He patted the security guard on the shoulder and asked, “Who’s your boss?”
“Brother…
Brother Snake,” the guard stammered out.
“Right, from tomorrow, you’ll have the same status as him,” the force declared and then followed Song Yun inside.
Once everyone had gone in, the security guard, with trembling fingers, took the cigarette down and said to those who envied him, “I swear, I will follow Brother Song Yun, whether through wind and rain or blood and storm, I will follow him unflinchingly.”
Song Yun wouldn’t know what the security guard said behind his back, nor would he care if the server would curse him afterwards.
Right now, he was very angry, extremely so.
After personally selecting three majestic Malaysia steeds for the women, he asked the force to gather the senior members present for a meeting.