Chapter 288 The Miserable Xiaojuan

The party was not affected by this incident, and even the blood stains on the ground were cleaned up.

I'm afraid only a few vicious dogs raised in the manor and bones under the rubber trees can prove that these people have been here.

Crow also danced to the music, shirtless, but he regretted that his dance friend Azha was not there, otherwise the atmosphere would have been even more lively.

The party lasted until very late.

In the next few days, Li Qing and others went to Jakarta, the capital of Java, for sightseeing.

As the capital of Java, Jakarta, also known as Coconut City, is the largest city in Southeast Asia. It has a population of more than 10 million, and about 800,000 Chinese live here.

At night, in downtown Jakarta, in the most luxurious bar.

"It's nice here, much better than Beiba." Crow Crow said excitedly as he looked at the striptease girl on the stage.

Li Qing smiled and looked around. It was worse than the bars under the New World, but it was already a good place.

It's just that the quality of the women is a bit poor. Even if they wear foundation, they can't cover the dark skin on their faces.

"Yes, but it still can't be compared with Xiangjiang." Sushma, the boss of the largest gang in Jakarta D, who was accompanying him next to him, said with a smile.

As a major arms dealer, Li Qing is respected by gangs in Southeast Asia.

As soon as Sushma heard that Li Qing had come to Yakar D, he hurriedly came to meet him.

Li Qing and Sushma are also old friends. Sushma often goes to Xiangjiang, so the two meet frequently when they are in Xiangjiang.

This time Li Qing came to Jakarta D and he wanted to entertain him well no matter what.

Li Qing and Sushma talked and clinked glasses from time to time.

Through Sushma, Li Qing also had a general understanding of the situation of the entire Javanese gang. In fact, except for a few big cities such as Jakarta D, the gangs in other places were only small-scale and not large-scale at all.

Even two or three people dare to call it a gang, they are just small fish and shrimps.

Gao Jin sat at the bar not far away, ordered a glass of beer and drank slowly, but his attention was always focused on his boss.

"This handsome guy? Are you Chinese?"

Gao Jin frowned, smelled a smell of perfume, and turned to look at the woman speaking in Chinese.

He saw a woman wearing a low-cut dress with a deep career line, but Gao Jin didn't care, glanced at her, and ignored her.

The woman didn't show up either. She sat next to Gao Jin, took out a lady's cigarette from her bag and put it in her mouth.

"Is there a fire?"

Gao Jin glanced at the woman's face. The woman's face showed fatigue that could not be concealed by makeup, and there were slight bruises at the corners of her eyes.

He took the lighter out of his pocket and put it on the table.

My boss smokes a lot, so a lighter is a must.

The woman picked up the lighter, "Hey, zip and it's a limited edition! Why don't you buy me a drink? For the sake of being Chinese."

Gao Jin frowned and said, "Give her a beer and charge it to my account!"

In order not to let the woman bother him, Gao Jin ordered her a glass of wine.

The two of them were drinking wine alone, smoking cigarettes and drinking wine, and were silent.

Until the woman drank all the beer in her glass, sighed, silently picked up her bag, stood up and left.

Gao Jin heard the sound of high heels disappearing in the distance and ignored it.

But after more than ten seconds, the woman's scream made him frown, and he saw the door of the bar.

A short middle-aged Javanese man held the woman's hair and hit her with his fists like raindrops.

Everyone around looked like they were watching the excitement. It seemed that this was not the first time.

Gao Jin hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked to the door of the bar.

"You stinky bitch, you haven't made any money. You are just as disobedient as your stinky bitch mother. Now I don't have any money to buy flour."

The man's face was roaring with a ferocious look, and his hands kept moving.

The security guard at the door watched the show with a smile.

"Hey, why don't you care?" Gao Jin glanced at the security guard.

"Guest, how do we deal with people beating their own daughters? They come every few days, and they get beaten when they don't make any money."

The security guard spread his hands. He was just a small security guard. Why did he take care of so many things? Moreover, he heard that this man had some relationship with the gang.

Gao Jin looked at the woman who had been beaten and fell to the ground. He couldn't hold it back and kicked her with his leather-shoeed feet.

The Javanese man who hit someone was kicked out, his back hit the wall violently, and then he fell heavily to the ground, motionless.

Gao Jin picked up the woman on the ground, walked into the bar, and put her on the unoccupied sofa.

"Thank you." The woman held her belly and turned pale, but she still endured the pain and thanked her.

"Who was that? Your father? Why did he hit you?"

After all, he is from RMJFJ, and Gao Jin despises this kind of bullying of women and children.

"My name is Xiaojuan, and that is my stepfather. My biological father died thirty years ago."

Xiaojuan lowered her head, and Gao Jin couldn't see the expression on her face.

Then Xiaojuan began to tell her life experience. During this period, Gao Jin clenched his fists, his expression turned livid, and veins popped up on his forehead.

It turns out that Xiaojuan's father died in the September 30th Incident thirty years ago, when she was only one year old.

A group of thugs broke into her home and brutally killed her father and raped her mother.

In order to keep her alive, her mother committed herself to the man who had sex with her.

Xiaojuan still remembers that on the night when she found a job and received her salary, her mother found some shoelaces and hung herself from the beam.

She also escaped from the devil's home, but the devil didn't want to let her go and squeezed her hard, finding her wherever she escaped.

"Actually, I'm still okay. At least that devil didn't do anything to me. Some Chinese girls I met were even worse."

Xiaojuan sat up, enduring the pain on her body, "You should leave quickly. That devil is related to the gangs in Yaga D. Don't get into trouble for me."

Xiaojuan was very kind. She knew that it would bring trouble to Gao Jin, so she supported her painful body and walked towards the door.

"Hey, don't you ask me what I do?" Gao Jin said coldly.

Xiaojuan was stunned for a moment, "Huh? What do you do?"

Gao Jin didn't say anything, but lifted the hem of his suit, revealing the pistol at his waist.

Xiaojuan looked up at Gao Jin, "Police?"

Gao Jin: "..."

"It's him, it's him who beat me, damn, it hurts so much." The middle-aged man rushed in with several social elements holding baseball bats.

Several people looked at Gao Jin viciously and were about to start.

"He's a policeman, how dare you beat him?" Xiaojuan said loudly.

The gangster put down his weapon, looked at Gao Jin, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, which bureau are you from? I don't think you are familiar with me."

"I'm not from the police station." Gao Jin said calmly.

"Fuck, you dare to lie to me?"

Gao Jin's face was dark. He never said he was from the police station. Where did the word lie come from?

"Brothers, fight!"

A few minutes later, Li Qing and others who heard the noise also came over.

Crow looked at the hooligans with their arms bent on the ground and smacked his lips, "Ajin, you are so cruel."

The hooligans lying on the ground were still stubborn, "Damn, wait, we are from Feiyu Gang."

Li Qing and others looked at Sushma next to him at the same time. Sushma was also stunned for a moment, "Fuck, how can you be from Feiyu Gang? Who is your eldest brother?"

"Sangji."

Sushma was very upset, "Who the hell is Sangji?"

"Sangji's boss is Kunwu."

When Sushma heard it, he knew that it was indeed one of his younger brothers, so he immediately called Kunwu and scolded him.

Fifteen minutes later, Kunwu smiled and took his younger brothers Sangji and others to break the legs of the hooligans one by one.

Xiaojuan's stepfather shrank his head and was about to sneak away when no one was paying attention.

"Hey, where are you going?" Gao Jin brought the man to Li Qing.

Li Qing told Xiaojuan about her miserable experience and looked at Sushma expressionlessly. Sushma smiled awkwardly.

This is the current situation in Java, and he can't do anything about it.

"Why keep such a person?" Li Qing said coldly.

Gao Jin pulled out the dagger from his waist and smiled in front of Xiaojuan for the first time, "I'm not a policeman, I'm... a real gangster!"

Under Xiaojuan's horrified eyes, the dagger directly cut the man's throat.

"Gurgle gurgle~ The sound of blood pouring into the trachea sounded, making Xiaojuan feel cold all over.