Chapter 98 Little Gangster
There was a fight on Yonghe Street, and I didn't expect that it would affect me. Looking at the pretty girl opposite me, who looked fierce, I didn't dare to say anything. After all, those who fought with knives, whether men or women, were desperate criminals, so there was no need to make trouble. So I nodded and asked her whether she wanted to read my fortune or cast a divination?
"Whatever, stop being so long-winded!" The girl glared and cursed.
I nodded again, staring at her face and said, "Then let's look at your face first. You... are the only daughter in your family, your parents are still alive, and you have a good financial situation..."
Just as I said this, a police car stopped in front of the stall, and two people got out of the car, one in police uniform and the other in plain clothes. Damn it, I know the plain clothes man, he is Director Zhang. What a narrow road for enemies, if they find out that there is a knife under my stall, they will take me to the police station and kill me? I looked down and suddenly saw blood oozing from the stall cloth, and my heart jumped into my throat.
Director Zhang came over and saw that it was me. He was quite surprised and asked, "Aren't you from Fuling Studio? Why are you still setting up a stall on the street to tell fortunes? Oh, I see. You are some bullshit master that Xiaolin hired temporarily. You are actually a fortune teller who cheats and deceives people."
The girl with short hair didn't dare to look back. She closed her eyes and looked nervous.
I was more nervous than her, and said with a forced smile, "It turns out to be Director Zhang. What a coincidence. You were busy all night the night before yesterday. Why don't you take two days off and go to work now?" As I said this, I pushed the divination cards forward and scattered them while he was not paying attention, covering the bloodstains.
When the girl heard that I knew the policeman, she immediately opened her eyes and stared at me with a curious look on her face.
Director Zhang's face darkened: "Stop talking nonsense, don't mention that matter again. If I hear about it, I will hold you accountable for killing... pretending to be a ghost!" He was scared the night before, and of course he didn't want others to know. But speaking of it, I am indeed suspected of murder for killing Chen Dahong, because I was the one who put the Fox Soul Bird in his mouth. But everyone knows that Chen Dahong deserved it, otherwise how could Director Zhang let me go the night before?
I nodded hastily: "I won't tell you even if you kill me."
Director Zhang frowned, turned around and said to the man in police uniform, "Xiao Liu, go back to the car. I want to ask them something." After Xiao Liu got in the car, he grabbed the short-haired girl's left arm from behind and said through gritted teeth, "Are you going to piss me off to death?"
The short-haired girl was so scared that she closed her eyes again and cried, "What did I do? I'm telling fortunes here, how could I be mad at you again?"
Chief Zhang looked back at the police car, then looked around and said in a low voice, "Bullshit. As soon as there was a fight on Yonghe Street, I knew it was you who started it. Go home immediately, or I'll break your dog legs when I get back!"
I was stunned. What was their relationship? They didn't look like lovers. They looked like father and daughter, but how could a father scold his daughter so harshly?
The short-haired girl got angry after being scolded, and turned around and said angrily: "What does fighting have to do with me? There are fights almost every day in Xiling. Are they all blamed on me? I was scolded for going out to tell fortunes. Do you want me to live? Okay, break my legs now, otherwise you are not my father!" Then she turned around and stretched out her legs.
Wow, they are really a father and daughter. Like father, like daughter, the father is a fool, the daughter is also a fool, they are both fools.
Chief Zhang raised his hand in anger, but finally couldn't bear to hit her. He held back his anger and asked me, "She really didn't fight just now. Is she telling fortunes here? You'd better tell me the truth, or I'll take you back to the police station."
I thought to myself, how should I answer this? If I lie, wouldn't that be condoning this girl to continue fooling around? But when I saw her looking at me with a pleading face, my heart softened and I said, "Yes, she has been telling fortunes here, and she has nothing to do with the fight over there."
Director Zhang heaved a sigh of relief, let go of his daughter and said, "Dad has wronged you this time. Go home quickly after your fortune is told and don't fool around outside." He then walked to my side, lowered his head and whispered in my ear, "Boy, I know you are lying, but this lie satisfies me. Wait at home tonight, I will send someone to pick you up."
I looked up and said, "You don't have to treat me to a meal..."
"That's a nice thought. I'm going to take you to a place to help tonight. It's settled." Director Zhang said with a glare, then turned his head and drove away in the police car.
The short-haired girl patted her chest and sighed, "It was a close call. I almost didn't see through it. Boy, you cooperated very well. I'll treat you to dinner in the morning. Let's go!"
I thought, forget it, I'd rather eat with a little gangster than with anyone else. So I shook my head and said, "No, I'll continue to set up the stall."
"What, do you look down on me? If you don't go, I'll kick your stall out!" She glared with her eyes , looking both cute and scary.
My stall has been kicked twice by a woman. If I get kicked again, how can I still hang around Yonghe Street? I hurriedly said I would go, packed up my stall, and went to a nearby restaurant with her. When the boss saw the girl, he immediately bowed his head like a grandson. The girl frowned and said, "Go, go, hurry up and make some of your signature dishes and two bottles of white wine."
In a short while, the boss personally brought out five or six specialties, and two bottles of good wine. The little girl opened the bottle and poured a bowl for each of us. I thought she was just pretending, but she clinked glasses with me and drank it all. After drinking, her face didn't turn red, and her heart didn't beat fast. It seems that she can drink a lot. I couldn't help but secretly stick out my tongue. With this alcohol tolerance, it seems that she can get me drunk.
But I was wrong. After she drank another bowl, she became more talkative and started to brag about how she was in the area around Yonghe Street. She had dozens of subordinates who would kill anyone who disobeyed her. I now understand Director Zhang's feelings. No wonder he scolded his daughter so harshly. I couldn't help it either. You say, why does a young girl have to be a gangster?
I just listened to her without saying a word. But the girl was still not happy and asked me why I didn't say anything. So I asked her what her name was, how old she was, and what school she went to. The girl raised her arms and cursed, "My father is uneducated and actually named me Hualuo. How can I survive if my flowers have fallen? That's why everyone calls me Wolf Sister outside!"
She is only 22 years old this year, but she has been a gangster since she was 16. I can tell from her words that what she calls a gangster is actually a gangster for the sake of her father's face. Otherwise, how can a girl control dozens of subordinates? She is looking for trouble and killing people all day long, but she has not been arrested?
This cannot be said, I just agreed timidly. As we talked, we both drank the whole two bottles. I was drunk last night, but today I became more sober the more I drank, while Hualuo was drunk. He leaned on me and burped: "Take me home." After that, he drooped his head and fell asleep.
I was almost worried to death. Do you think Director Zhang would immediately pull out his gun and shoot me if I sent the drunk and unconscious Hua Luo home?
