What Su Yu had imagined a set-disruption would look like was something like this:
Dozens of tattooed, swaggering thugs, swearing up a storm and acting like bigshots, brandishing controlled weapons, swarming in to smash, grab, and loot.
"Fuck your mother, time to pay the sanitation fee!"
"You still dare to hide, you bastard? Come here, we're gonna waste you!"
"Damn it, today I, the Tiger Descending the Mountain, the Dragon Crossing the River, am going to make a name for myself right here!"
"I'm the boss of this turf, the head honcho, and none of you knew to come pay your respects? Fuck..."
"That Chan Ho-nam could fight his way from this pitch all the way to Causeway Bay to become the boss, and Fat Corpse here can do the same..."
But when Su Yu arrived at the crew's location, the scene that greeted him was this:
Some tattooed guys sitting on the ground playing cards: "Haha, I play two Jokers! I'll bomb again..."
Some crouching in a corner bullshitting with the extras: "You guys have no idea, back when I was young..."
Some asking when the crew was serving meals: "Your crew's food is terrible, just these four or five dishes? Didn't they say the investment was three hundred million? Did someone embezzle it..."
Some wearing costumes while live-streaming, thanking big-spending bosses for airplane gifts and shouting "666": "Family members..."
Right in the middle of the courtyard, there were even several seventy- and eighty-year-olds sitting in wheelchairs soaking up the sun.
Oh, an…
Chapter 50