The men who had taken a beating last time all shook their heads. They never wanted to experience that kind of pain again as long as they lived. Besides, now they could support their families with clean money. Why would they go back to getting their hands dirty?
So, when they reached the gates of the rival factory, Li Shun and the big guy kicked the four petty thieves out of the car. They had been very restrained—no beatings, no yelling. A simple scare was all it took for the men to spill everything.
Blackie glared. "Go tell your boss that if he dares to cause trouble again, we won't be this reasonable next time."
The four henchmen clutched their legs at the front gate, groaning in pain. How could they dare talk back to Blackie? They had no idea that taking a simple job for cash would mean running into such an immovable wall.
