Shameless Gangster

Chapter 19A

Title: Seemingly far away, but in reality, very close

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Before answering, Han Jia was quiet for a second or two.

Then he looked at Zhang Xueming and smiled coldly: "You did everything you could to stay in Jin Ting, but unfortunately, I'm not interested at all in the terms of exchange you've said just now." His voice was also low and clear, "Make Ming-ge miserable? Why would I do that?"

Zhang Xueming had expected that he might say this and sneered: "Don't tell me that in all these years of flattering him, you actually did it willingly?"

Han Jia seemed to find it quite interesting. He smiled and even rolled his eyes, "Zhang Xueming, such a rotten person as you also have a disgustingly naive side. Ming-ge gave me money, opportunities, and handed over Jin Ting to me... tell me, why should I be reluctant?"

"Since you are willing, why did you stand on Xiao Li's side when he and Xiao Li competed for the Eastern Territory?"

"I have never heard of anyone in the gang 'competing' over anything with someone." Han Jia crossed his arms and hugged his chest, "I've only heard that Ming-ge was confident and carefree, generous in spirit, and empathized with us small fries. Ming-ge himself was the one that gave the territory over to Xiao Li."

Seeing him say this, Zhang Xueming was sure that he was obviously ready to tough it out 'till the end. He had spent a whole year with Han Jia and had known Han Jia for a longer time, hence, he knew there was no other way to make him relent at this time.

He stared at Han Jia, sighed, cast aside the ice-cold expression of mockery, and took a step back before he solemnly said: "No matter how you put it, Han Laoban must be suspicious of me right?"

Han Jia seemed confused by his change and only watched him cautiously without speaking.

"Han Laoban is apprehensive, I can understand that," Zhang Xueming said. "The person closest to you in the gang is Xiao Li. Even at his high rank, he still couldn't help you take revenge against Yan Ming. I'm afraid that this small role of mine must be even harder to trust in."

With a smile, he lowered his head and took out something from the inner pocket of his jacket and handed it to Han Jia: "I hope it will make you change your mind."

Han Jia still held an expression of complete cautiousness. He looked down at the folder in Zhang Xueming's hands and stared at the dazzling gold emblem on the cover for a while with a complicated look.

Zhang Xueming saw that he was slow to take it, so he opened the folder with a snap himself, and firmly said at the same time: "My real name is Xin Muran, an officer from the neighboring province. Two years ago, in June, in order to assist the unit in this city carry out an anti-triad operation, he became a subordinate of Yan Ming under the pseudonym Zhang Xueming. In December of the same year, he entered Jin Ting."

Han Jia lowered his head a bit, concealed his eyes, and pondered for a long time. Xin Muran shook the document slightly and said, "You don't want to check it?"

When Han Jia took a step back as if he had been frightened by his movements, and looked up like a stone sculpture, he stared at Xin Muran for a while. His voice did not fluctuate as he spoke: "What happened with ManLi's daughter?"

Xin Muran withdrew the folder and smiled, "If you hadn't intervened, I believe the police station in this city might have been thinking of how to properly place her."