Super Zoo-Chapter 727 - 714 Shenghe Jixiang
The parking valet not only recklessly snatched away the parking spot with a dangerous maneuver that could have caused a collision, but he was also verbally offensive and threatened to burn the car, speaking in a very unfriendly manner towards Mainland tourists.
His tone was arrogant, and his voice loud; a few other valets at the nearby Shenghe entrance heard everything crystal clear and looked over with unpleasant expressions.
Lin Mu, who had been a key center for his university basketball team, was easily intimidated by Suming and Wang Hao, but outside of that, he was no easy target for bullying. He had the right on his side, and when the other party insulted him, his anger flared up instantly. He pushed the car door open, quickly stepped out, and walked over to the Maserati. Standing in front of the valet who had emerged from the Maserati, he intentionally asked in very standard Mandarin, "What did you say? I'm sorry, my hearing isn't very good; please say it again."
At over 1.8 meters tall, Lin Mu was a towering presence with a solid build. The parking valet, standing before him, looked completely one size smaller and was entirely overshadowed by him.
"What's the problem?" The parking valet, faced with a man noticeably larger than himself, was not the least bit intimidated, but rather provocative, as he crossed his arms and scoffed, "Why should I repeat myself? Wasn't being cursed out once enough, or do you want to hear it again?"
Lin Mu nodded seriously, "Yes, I want to make sure I didn't hear wrong, so I won't hit the wrong person."
It may seem like just a valet parking job – something from the very bottom of the social ladder – yet this young man seemed to have an air of arrogance that put everyone else beneath him; his eyes were defiant as he pointed to the ground, "Mainland tourist, take a good look at where you are. This is Xiangjiang, Causeway Bay. Strutting around here, you'd better watch out or you might not make it off this street..."
"What's going on?" Suming and Hou Longtao got out of the car, while Song Lulu, who was timid, stayed inside, not daring to show her face.
Seeing the tense standoff, Suming frowned. He had caught most of the earlier exchange and thought that for just a parking valet who might have gang affiliations, the guy was way too arrogant.
In both fairness and reason, the other party was much too out of line. The demand for parking spaces had given rise to the valet parking profession, and those employed in it typically weren't of the highest caliber, relying on their wits. Having his parking spot taken by the other party was annoying to Suming, but he didn't think much of it since that was their livelihood.
It was natural for Lin Mu to become angry after having a spot taken, and the valet was the one at fault. If he had just offered an apologetic smile, said a few nice words, or even outright ignored the situation and left after parking, it would have been fine.
But the fact that he resorted to foul language and put on a hoodlum's demeanor was utterly unacceptable. Regardless of his background, he was making his living as a valet, not the street thug life of cutting down friends and foes. They were respectable customers with integrity, and by acting this way, he not only embarrassed Lin Mu but also implicated Shenghe. It was unforgivable by any gang's moral code.
Moreover, it had been many years since the handover; Xiangjiang's social landscape had undergone tremendous changes, with improved public safety. The once so-called top 'Four Greats' of Xiangjiang had all retired or moved underground, leaving behind only the ignorant and petty, or those who valued their lives so little they continued to engage in violent street games.
Although it was unclear which 'organization' the parking valet belonged to, how could any gang's name or reputation possibly outshine the former number one big organization in Xiangjiang, Xinji, known for its claimed membership of one hundred thousand? Long Wu, once a big boss in Xinji, had gone straight and was like a brother to him, but it was these young upstarts that still caused trouble on the streets.
With Suming and Hou Longtao's arrival, it looked like three men were surrounding the parking valet. The valet paused for a moment, then with a sneer and a narrowing of his eyes, he looked past Lin Mu, towards the direction of the Shenghe entrance, smirking.
"Wow, that's quite the scene!"
A rather exaggerated voice echoed from behind Suming. A tall young man with a single thin shirt yet deliberately displaying a chest tattoo of an eagle, followed by four other Shenghe valets, walked over with a wide grin, showing his white teeth. He mimed an expression of exaggerated fear, patting his chest theatrically and said, "Trying to outnumber me in Causeway Bay? My heart's weak, I'm nearly scared to death already!"
This young man was likely the leader of the group of parking valets. On seeing him, the one who had been arguing with Lin Mu respectfully greeted, "Jixiang."
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Around the corner, two plainclothes police officers were passing by, just in time to witness the scene in front of Shenghe.
The younger officer instinctively reached for the service weapon at his waist, preparing to move in for a spot check and questioning. In the bustling area of Causeway Bay, with its dense population of locals and visitors, any violent incident could have a terrible impact, and the higher-ups would definitely hold someone accountable.
"What are you doing?" Usually, patrolling officers were paired as old and young, with the experienced veteran guiding the rookie. The older officer restrained him by the shoulder and asked languidly.
"Mr. Bing, thugs causing trouble, are we just going to ignore it?" the younger officer questioned.
"Wow, you know they're thugs, huh?" Mr. Bing rolled his eyes, his tone conveying his seasoned experience, saying, "Tough guys are endless; you catch one today, and he gets bailed out tomorrow, still a waste of police resources. These guys are worthless, they come out adopting a 'rich by night, poor by morning' lifestyle, never knowing when they might drop dead, unafraid of getting a rap sheet."
