The next day, a shocking news spread throughout Hong Kong.
“Did you hear? Jiang Tian Sheng, the head of Hong Xing, was killed.”
“Of course, the entire Hong Xing is in chaos now, they are looking for the killer.”
“It’s said that Jiang Tian Sheng’s villa was massacred, it must be done by a master.”
“Master? Who could it be? To offend Hong Xing, they have some guts.”
The whole underworld was abuzz with speculation.
“Bang!”
“Whoever it is, whoever killed the head of our Hong Xing, I, Da Lao B, will not let him off!” In the Hong Xing headquarters, Da Lao B slammed his fist on the table in anger.
As Jiang Tian Sheng’s top subordinate and most loyal follower, Da Lao B was the most furious about Jiang Tian Sheng’s death.
“I suggest we issue a bounty in the underworld. Anyone who provides information about the killer will be rewarded with one million dollars.” Liang Kun’s voice was hoarse.
Although Liang Kun had coveted the position of head and was dissatisfied with Jiang Tian Sheng.
But now, with Jiang Tian Sheng dead, as a member of the gang and one of the twelve leaders, he had to make a statement.
“I agree.”
Ji Ge nodded in agreement.
“Agree.”
“Agree.”
Soon, Liang Kun’s suggestion was approved by everyone.
It was 1982, one million was a lot of money. It was enough to buy two 100-square-meter luxury apartments in Hong Kong.
“We must find the killer of Mr. Jiang.”
After a moment of silence, Tai Zi suddenly spoke, “But Mr. Jiang is dead, Hong Xing can’t be leaderless. We must quickly choose a new leader.”
After Tai Zi finished speaking, everyone present agreed.
It was important to avenge Jiang Tian Sheng, but it was also crucial to choose a new leader.
“Does anyone have any suggestions?”
Chen Yao asked, his eyes sweeping over the crowd.
As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone’s breathing quickened.
It was the position of the head.
Who wouldn’t want to be the head?
“Cough cough.”
At this moment, Fei Lao Li, the leader of North Point, sitting next to the table, coughed lightly and said, “I think the position of the head should be held by someone capable. Liang Kun has done a lot for the gang these years, both in terms of money and manpower, so I cast my vote for Liang Kun.”
Fei Lao Li looked at Liang Kun, but his expression was rather gloomy.
‘Damn, Fei Lao Li, you are trying to screw me over…’ Liang Kun was furious.
Yes, he, Liang Kun, wanted to be the head.
But now, he absolutely couldn't be the first to step forward.
Don’t think Fei Lao Li was speaking for him out of kindness. He just wanted to push Liang Kun forward to attract the attention of the others.
“I object…”
As expected.
As soon as Fei Lao Li finished speaking, someone stood up to object.
“I admit that Liang Kun has done a lot for the gang these years, but who hasn’t done anything for the gang?” Han Bin’s expression was indifferent.
With Jiang Tian Sheng dead, all twelve leaders of Hong Xing had the chance to become the head.
At least, in Han Bin’s view, he had a greater advantage.
First, among the twelve leaders, Kong Long, the leader of Tuen Mun, was his own brother.
Shi San Mei, the leader of Pottinger Street, was in a close relationship with him.
Including himself, he, Han Bin, already had three votes. He only needed to win over four more votes, and he would basically be the leader.
In this situation, how could he agree to Liang Kun being the leader.
“I object. I even suspect that Liang Kun is not innocent in Mr. Jiang’s death.” Da Lao B said, looking at Liang Kun with suspicion.
Da Lao B stood up to object at the same time as Han Bin.
“Damn it! Da Lao B, what are you talking about?” Liang Kun slammed his fist on the table, his eyes narrowed at Da Lao B.
If Han Bin objected because he also wanted to be the head.
Then Da Lao B’s objection was simply to spite Liang Kun.
That was fine. But now, Da Lao B was pointing the finger at him for Jiang Tian Sheng’s death. This was something he couldn’t tolerate.
He, Liang Kun, could shoulder any blame, but the blame for killing the head was absolutely unacceptable. It was tantamount to cutting off his own path in the underworld.
“Alright, everyone, stop arguing.”
Seeing that Liang Kun and Da Lao B were about to start fighting, Chen Yao slammed his fist on the table and tried to control the situation.
Everyone present knew about the conflict between Da Lao B and Liang Kun.
So, when Da Lao B said that Liang Kun was suspicious of Jiang Tian Sheng’s death, everyone pretended not to hear it.
“Humph.”
With Chen Yao as the peacemaker, Da Lao B and Liang Kun each snorted coldly before sitting down.
“Liang Kun, Fei Lao Li recommended you to be the head, what do you say?” Chen Yao looked at Liang Kun and asked.
“I decline.”
Liang Kun’s face changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said.
He couldn't help it. Liang Kun knew very well that if he said he wanted to be the head now, no one would support him.
He would definitely fail in the end and lose face in the process.
But, if he rejected it now, at least the position of the head would have nothing to do with him, Liang Kun.
Thinking of this, Liang Kun cast a gloomy look at Fei Lao Li.
If Fei Lao Li hadn’t interfered, he, Liang Kun, would at least have had a glimmer of hope.
After Liang Kun refused, the twelve leaders present started to discuss.
In short, everyone wanted to be the head, but no one could completely convince the others.
“Damn it, I say, just have a fight. Whoever wins gets to be the head.”
Suddenly, someone shouted, and the entire conference room fell silent.
“Damn it, Ma Wang Jian, what do you think you’re doing? Do you want Hong Xing to fight among themselves?” After a moment of silence, Tai Zi stood up and shouted at Ma Wang Jian.
“Then what do you suggest? The position of the head can’t just be left vacant.” Ma Wang Jian retorted angrily.
Everyone wanted to be the head, but no one could convince the others.
In a way, Ma Wang Jian’s suggestion was actually quite good. It would definitely be able to select a leader in the end.
But, after a new leader was selected, Hong Xing would surely fall apart.