Returning From The Xianxia World

He pretended to be the brutal boss of a mafia group, but in fact he was the leader of a bunch of gangsters, who had little power. After all, he was just a street hooligan who would have been in prison by now if it weren't for the husband of his older sister.

He couldn't be compared to real Mafia leaders who killed people and saw blood, like the Black Tiger.

Jail. When he thought about going to jail, when he imagined how he would be unreasonably beaten, thrashed, imagined all the horrors of ****, he got goosebumps on his skin.

"W... what to do? Б... boss?" - the gangster looked frightenedly at Zhang Qingyun lying on the ground, swallowed his saliva and stared at the fat man.

Although the fat guy 'killed' Zhang Qingyun was the main culprit, his gangster guys can still be considered accomplices. Eventually, he was afraid that they would all go to prison for one or two years.

"How the hell do I know what to do?" - The fat guy cried. Who... who knew that bastard couldn't take a punch? I, I just hit him a couple of times lightly, lightly, and he just died?"

"Boss, boss, I better go!" - The cowardly bandit couldn't stand it. Without waiting for the fat guy to answer, he threw a steel pipe on the ground, turned around and ran.

"Boss, boss! I'm kind of in the middle of something urgent, I'm going too!"

"Boss, if anything, we'll get back to you!"

Several cowardly thugs ran into each other, the remaining gangsters trembled with horror. The fat guy called them out loud, but they hurriedly threw their pipes to the ground and ran away. The couple of gangsters turned around without making a sound, and then continued running.

In the blink of an eye, all the gangsters were cold. All that remained was Xiao Fang in the company of two people, a fat guy.

Because of his betrayed subordinates, the fat man broke out, "I'll kill your families!"

But the fat man could only say a few curses before he was covered with immense horror, he weakened and shivering.

"You can't all run away from the security cameras, you can see everything clearly on the tape! Besides, someone must have told the police by now and they'll be here soon!" - an old petty monk squatted and laughed in the face of a sweaty, pale fat man.

The fat man automatically looked up at the CCTV camera hanging under the road sign and his eyes were filled with despair.

That's irrefutable proof!

"Besides, you're not just guilty of this crime, our car was wrecked on your orders. And this is not just a car, but a Mercedes and it's worth over three million! So get ready to pay your compensation!" - The sneaky old monk laughed.

"Besides, there's a lot of fighting against the Mafia in this country, and after what you've done, your property will probably be turned upside down for inspection. So get ready to spend the rest of your days in prison," said the petty monk, laughing.

The fat man's fat face is even whiter.

"So many crimes, aye-aye, could he be sentenced to death immediately? "They'll send you to taste the bullet?" - the old monk saw the fat man's pale face and laughed even more cheerfully, continuing to scare him angrily.

"Ha!"

The smell of urine spread from the fat man's crotch, he was scared to death.

"Damn you!"

The old monk who was squatting in front of the fat man almost soaked his legs, scolded and bounced away with lightning speed.

"Woo-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee."

The silence was cut by the sound of police sirens coming from far away and several cars finally arrived.

"Let's get everyone out of here!" - said a policeman with a square head coming out of the car shouting clearing the road. We need to tell the crime department to come and collect all the evidence."

"Yes, commander!" - one of the policemen answered, shouting.

"The three of you will have to come with us, we need to record everything." - the policeman politely said, addressing Xiao Fan and his companions.