“A Xiang, what’s your take on this Hong Xing matter?” Uncle Mei looked at Wei Xiang, a faint smile on his face.
“Uncle Mei, Hong Xing is simply too much.” Wei Xiang said, looking righteous and just, “Clearly, they can’t find the killer, so they’re trying to pin the blame on our Hong Tai.”
At this point, Wei Xiang hadn't yet seen through the true nature of Uncle Mei and the others, so he seemed very loyal.
“So what do you think we should do?”
Uncle Mei asked again.
“Uncle Mei, Hong Xing is simply too much. We'll fight them to the death if we have to.” Wei Xiang was filled with righteous indignation, appearing as if he would die for his cause.
“Good.”
As soon as Wei Xiang finished speaking, Uncle Mei clapped his hands, looking at him with appreciation, saying, “A Xiang, you haven’t let me down. I’ve always valued you.”
“In that case, I’ll leave everything to you regarding this matter with Hong Xing.” Uncle Mei said, looking at Wei Xiang encouragingly.
“Don’t worry, Uncle Mei. As long as I, Wei Xiang, am alive, Hong Tai will never submit to Hong Xing.” Wei Xiang felt a surge of emotion in his heart, saying this.
“I believe in you, A Xiang.”
Uncle Mei patted Wei Xiang on the shoulder, then said, “Go get ready, Hong Xing will attack any time now.”
“Yes, Uncle Mei.”
Wei Xiang left with a joyful step.
“Humph.”
However, Wei Xiang didn’t know that Uncle Mei’s face changed immediately after he left.
“Uncle Mei, what’s this about?”
Uncle Fat and the others looked at Uncle Mei, cautiously asking.
“Someone has to be the scapegoat, don’t they?” Uncle Mei said with a calm face, “I’ve already decided. We’ve all made a lot of money these past years. I’ve already bought a house in Ho Lam, and I’m planning to go there soon.”
Uncle Mei had figured it out.
This fight between Hong Tai and Hong Xing was a life-or-death struggle, and Hong Tai was destined to lose.
He didn’t want to die, so what was he supposed to do?
He had to find a way to get out.
Conveniently, Wei Xiang had come along, and he gave Hong Tai to him.
If they lost, all the consequences would be borne by Wei Xiang.
If, by some miracle, they won, he could come back from Ho Lam. This way, he would always be victorious.
Thinking about this, Uncle Mei couldn’t help but feel proud of his foresight.
“You stinky kid, you’re coming with me when we leave.” Uncle Mei turned to his son, saying.
If it wasn’t for him collaborating with the Yamaguchi-gumi, they wouldn’t have attracted Hong Xing’s revenge.
Uncle Mei thought to himself that he and Hong Tai were certainly not the ones who killed Jiang Sheng, but maybe the Yamaguchi-gumi was.
Hong Xing couldn’t deal with the Yamaguchi-gumi, but they, Hong Tai, were just a bunch of small fry, and they became the targets of Hong Xing’s venting.
“Yes, Father.”
The Crown Prince lowered his head, a flicker of resentment flashing in his eyes.
He enjoyed being in Hong Kong, on Hong Tai’s turf, where he was the true Crown Prince, able to do whatever he pleased.
Once they left Hong Kong, they’d be in a strange land, not knowing what to do.
But for the sake of his life, there was nothing he could do.
Seeing Uncle Mei and the Crown Prince openly discussing leaving Hong Kong, Brother Leopard, Uncle Fat, and Uncle Fat all thought to themselves.
If Uncle Mei ran, they could too.
Of course, they didn’t have houses in Ho Lam, so they would have to go somewhere else in Southeast Asia to hide for a while.
…
“Mr. Jiang, Xiao Chun and Xi Chao are here.”
In the villa, Zhen Gang reported to Jiang Tianzheng.
“Let them in.”
Jiang Tianzheng nodded slightly.
Not long after, two guys dressed up in flashy clothes, looking like little hoodlums, walked in.
From the moment they entered and saw their appearance, Jiang Tianzheng felt a little unhappy.
But he didn’t show it.
“Mr. Jiang.”
After Xiao Chun and Xi Chao entered, they saw Jiang Tianzheng sitting on the sofa and said casually, then sat down on the sofa next to him.
They didn’t even look at Chen Yao, who was beside Jiang Tianzheng.
In their eyes, Jiang Tianzheng was just lucky to be born into the Jiang family, and that’s why he got the position of Dragon Head. They looked down on Jiang Tianzheng immensely.
If they had the surname Jiang, they would be stronger than Jiang Tianzheng.
Chen Yao, Hong Xing’s White Paper Fan, was a strategist if you wanted to be nice, but he didn’t really have any power.
It might seem like Chen Yao was the boss of the Hong Kong boys, but what was Hong Kong?
They didn’t even have two streets of territory, and their men together didn’t even add up to a hundred.
Compared to each of them, their power was far weaker.
So how could they respect Chen Yao?
“Uncle Xing is retiring, and he recommended the two of you to take over as the Kowloon boss. What are your thoughts?” Jiang Tianzheng asked with a calm face.
“That’s none of your concern, Mr. Jiang. We’ve already decided this matter privately.” Xiao Chun responded casually.
“Mr. Jiang, if you’re calling us here for this, then there’s nothing to talk about. We’re leaving.” Xi Chao, next to Xiao Chun, was even more impatient. He got up and left immediately, not caring about Jiang Tianzheng at all.
“Audacious! Is that how you speak to Mr. Jiang?” Chen Yao stood up and angrily reprimanded the two.
“Mr. Jiang? Ha…!”
Hearing this, Xiao Chun and Xi Chao disdainfully glanced at Jiang Tianzheng, then turned around and left without looking back.
“Audacious! They’re too audacious…!”
Seeing their arrogant behavior, Chen Yao was furious.
“Mr. Jiang, don’t mind them.” Chen Yao thought, he was so angry, how could Jiang Tianzheng, who was directly involved, not be angry?
“Angry?”
Jiang Tianzheng smiled indifferently, his gaze calm as he looked at Chen Yao, saying, “My temper may be small, but I won’t stoop to argue with a dead man.”