Ah Bo hoped that after the councilor's death, his master would hand over the councilor's minions to him to deal with. Without the councilor's protection, those minions without a protective umbrella wouldn't be able to turn the tables.
He planned to use the iron fist of the law to punish the gang of villains and give other evildoers a warning, to make them think twice when committing crimes, to make them clear it up, whether their heads were harder or the gun barrels were.
While leading the way, Ah Bo spoke these thoughts out loud, wanting to probe Wayne's intentions. To his surprise, Wayne agreed very straightforwardly.
Hey, could it be that beneath the master's evil appearance, there was a heart of justice that was the exact opposite?
Wayne, seeing what Ah Bo was thinking, sneered coldly, "Well said, but why choose one over the other, when you can grasp both and be hard with both hands?"
"Master, I don't understand what you mean."