Chapter 559: More Than Just Black
“Bro, you’re not gonna back out on us, right?” Zhang Tao asked again for confirmation.
“If you do, Chu and I will leave right now. We won’t force you.”
“No way! Whoever backs out is a punk!” Zhang Dalong hastily replied.
By this point, worrying whether he’d boarded a pirate ship was meaningless. Saving his own skin came first—time to latch onto these two powerful legs that could actually fight.
Xiao Ya, watching the aggressive crowd on the opposite side, was also frantic. She shouted at Zhang Dalong, “Run! I called the cops before I came over. Once they get here, you’ll be safe!”
When Zhao Ming heard that Xiao Ya had actually called the police, he flew into a rage.
“You little bitch! You just don’t know when to quit! You were making eyes at that old foreigner in the bar, and now you’re snitching! You’re dead meat!”
“Cuz, tell the brothers to move in!”
His PE school cousin didn’t waste words. He simply raised his hand: “Get ’em…”
At this critical moment—
Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!
A low, thunderous roar of engines erupted around them.
Not one car—a whole fleet!
Immediately after, countless blinding white headlights shot from the intersection at the other end of the late-night snack street, turning the once-dim road bright as day.
To everyone’s astonished gaze, one, two, three… dozens of uniformly black sedans appeared in formation, surrounding the few beat-up vans.
The doors opened almost simultaneously.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
From each black sedan stepped five young men in crisp black suits. As all the dark-clad youths assembled and marched toward them, it was like a black tide flooding half the street.
A quick count—definitely over a hundred men.
This show of force, this spectacle—it was even more shocking than the Axe Gang’s entrance in the movies!
Zhao Ming, his cousin, and those dozens of PE school students were all dumbstruck, frozen in place, too scared to move.
“Th-that’s… the Wanlong Society?”
“Why… why would they come here?”
The Wanlong Society’s reputation in Pearl City was legendary. Absolutely no one from the streets dared to challenge them—anyone who’d crossed them had either been eliminated or sentenced. That was just how absurdly powerful they were.
The Wanlong Society’s sudden arrival definitely wasn’t a good sign.
Could it be……?
Instinctively, Zhao Ming and his crew turned toward the calm and collected trio of Zhang Tao.
No… no way…?
It wasn’t just them—Zhang Dalong was about to freak out too.
“What the hell? Did I just step into a movie?”
Everyone said southern cities and Hong Kong were the most lawless places in the country—full of triad members, gangs of every size. But never had he seen a gang with this kind of firepower.
The only time he’d seen a scene like this was a few years ago in a movie theater. Back then, watching that film about the Axe Gang, the image of black-clad men appearing had been truly breathtaking and oppressive.
Now he was actually witnessing a scene that belonged on the silver screen.
What kind of place was Pearl City, really?
Terrifying!
Just then, a black-clad man who appeared to be the leader jogged over to Zhang Tao and Chu Yang and gave a slight bow: “Brother Tao, Brother Yang—the Young Mistress ordered a clean scene, quick and efficient.”
Zhang Tao nodded and casually waved his hand: “Got it. Clear them out. Don’t scare my newly sworn brother.”
The leader acknowledged the order, turned to face the terrified PE students and Zhao Ming, and coldly spat out a single word.
“Clear!”
Just one word, but like a thunderclap.
“Yes!”
Over a hundred black-clad men sprang into action!
No shouting, no chaos—only efficient, ruthless action.
The black tide instantly swallowed the dozens of PE students who’d already lost their will to fight. In the blink of an eye, the once-aggressive students fell like wheat being harvested, collapsing in groups, screaming in pain.
Zhao Ming and his cousin tried to resist, but under absolute numerical and physical superiority, they were instantly brought down by several black-clad men and pinned to the ground, unable to move.
The entire process was breathtakingly fast!
In less than a minute, the battle—if you could call it that, more like a one-sided cleanup—was over.
In the middle of the street, only the fallen PE students remained, along with Zhao Ming and his cousin held firmly to the ground.
Zhang Dalong was stunned.
That was fucking brutal……
Zhang Tao strolled over to Zhao Ming, who was pinned to the ground, squatted down, and lightly tapped his pale face with a skewer. Smiling, he said, “Little buddy, now you get it, right? Some attitudes you just can’t pull off. Some people you can’t afford to mess with. Use your head next time you’re out.”
He stood up and told the leader, “Handle it according to protocol. Teach these kids a lesson.”
“Understood!”
Only then did Zhang Tao turn and walk back to the still-dazed Zhang Dalong, saying triumphantly, “So, bro, how’re our brothers? Not bad, right? I said we’d share the good times and the bad. Since you joined us willingly, when you’re in trouble, the brothers wouldn’t just stand by. See? Here they are.”
“Aren’t we loyal as hell?”
Zhang Dalong nodded dumbly.
Inside, he was wailing: “The Wanlong Society really is a gang. I’m tainted now!”
Was it too late to quit?
The next scene shattered his worldview once again.
The black-clad men, after quickly subduing everyone, began efficient yet bizarre cleanup work.
First, some used black balloons to block the nearby street cameras. Then several black-clad men quickly retrieved various professional equipment from the cars.
Yes, professional equipment!
They carried high-definition cameras and began filming the scene’s carnage from multiple angles, in a comprehensive manner. Meanwhile, others skillfully stuffed watermelon knives and steel pipes into the hands of those pinned to the ground, including Zhao Ming and his cousin.
The entire scene looked as if Zhao Ming and his crew had been instantly subdued while holding weapons, about to commit violence.
Next, they sent people to gather evidence from the surrounding area. After all, Zhao Ming really had brought people to attack Zhang Dalong and his group. Witnesses were easy to find—and most importantly, the witnesses were very “willing” to testify.
After all the work was done.
The leader, expressionless, approached Zhao Ming and his cousin and announced their crimes.
“According to Article 293 of the Criminal Law, the crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble, if the circumstances are severe, is punishable by up to five years of fixed-term imprisonment, detention, or control. Our Wanlong Society is simply helping the police secure evidence in advance, proving that your actions have already met the standard of severe circumstances.”
“Additionally, you repeatedly gathered crowds with weapons to assault victims, threatening their lives, which is an aggravating factor. We are simply conscientious citizens acting righteously, assisting the police in cracking down on criminal gangs.”
Zhao Ming: “???”
The PE students: “???”
What the fuck! This is blatant framing! Is there no justice anymore?!
“I’m innocent!”
“Wrongly accused!”
“……”
Zhang Tao cheerfully explained, “See, bro? This is what we call professional! Everything must follow evidence and procedure! This is standard self-defense, helping the police subdue criminal suspects.”
Chu Yang, rarely speaking up, added, “That’s right. The nearby surveillance is damaged. We’re the only eyewitnesses, and we have complete video documentation of the scene. The evidence is airtight.”
Zhang Dalong: “!!!”
The Wanlong Society… not only could they fight, but they also fucking understood the law?
He was now absolutely certain—the criminal ship he’d boarded was not just a simple underworld outfit……