“What? Ah Lu is dead?! So soon?”
On the other side, in Uncle Mei’s luxurious mansion in Shallow Water Bay, the heads of the various branches of Hung Tai, along with their elder, were all present. Upon hearing the voice on the phone, their reaction was similar to Deng Bo’s – a gasp followed by disbelief.
Old Ghost Lu, with over a thousand men, went to fight with Pretty Boy Tung, and it’s only been a short while. He’s already gone? Is this Old Ghost Lu just too useless?
“What do we do now? Old Ghost Lu’s territory has been taken over by that brat Tung.”
“What else can we do, of course we hit back! Damn it, Old Ghost Lu really is a waste of space…,”
“Don’t be rash. Tai Zi is still in the hands of that brat Tung. We need to make sure Tai Zi is safe.”
“Then what do we do now? Are we just going to watch that brat Tung plant his flag?”
“..........”
For a moment, the entire hall was filled with chaotic chatter.
Among them, the current most capable fighter of Hung Tai, the Little Tyrant, spoke the loudest and was the most eager to fight.
His territory was in Tuen Mun, a poor and remote area, and he was constantly being pressured by Hung Hing’s Dinosaur, a mindless brute. If not for his own exceptional strength and Dinosaur’s lack of intelligence, he would have been kicked out by that bastard long ago.
He had long coveted the bustling territory of Mong Kok, but unfortunately, he joined the gang late and his seniority wasn’t high enough. The good places were all occupied by the old-timers. Now that Old Ghost Lu was gone, the territory of Mong Kok was vacant, which was a good opportunity for him. With a place like Mong Kok, who would want to stay in a wretched place like Tuen Mun and play house with Dinosaur?
Whether Old Ghost Lu lived or died didn’t matter to him. He was even hoping for Old Ghost Lu to die sooner, but he still put on a righteous façade, claiming to avenge Old Ghost Lu.
Of course, there were also those who disagreed. After all, the gap between Hung Tai and Wo Shing was evident. Once they engaged in a fight, Wo Shing would definitely intervene. It was just a matter between Old Ghost Lu and Pretty Boy Tung. Old Ghost Lu, being incompetent and unable to hold his territory, deserved his fate. If they interfered now, Wo Shing wouldn’t just stand by. If both sides engaged in a fight, let alone what other gangs would do, just the cost of the fight would be a huge drain on them. They couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache when they thought about the relocation costs, medical fees, bail bonds, and so on for their men.
Why did they risk their lives to fight in their youth? Wasn’t it all for the sake of making more money when they grew old?
“Alright! It’s true that Ah Lu’s men and Ah Nan provoked Pretty Boy Tung, and I’ve already talked to Fat. We’ll wait until Pretty Boy Tung releases Ah Nan. Ah Xiang, you stay behind, the rest of you can go back.”
Uncle Mei had a headache from their bickering. He knew he shouldn’t have called them here. They were just spouting useless nonsense. He impatiently interrupted them, then looked at a haggard middle-aged man standing in the corner who seemed like he had just woken up.
“Yes, Uncle Mei.”
“Uncle Mei, we’ll be going now.”
“Ah Mei, you’re not young anymore, get some rest…”
Hearing Uncle Mei’s words and seeing his displeasure, everyone present stood up, patted their behinds, and left.
“Uncle Mei.”
After everyone left, the haggard middle-aged man whom Uncle Mei had called out approached him.
“Ah Xiang, how long have you been with Tai Zi?”
Uncle Mei asked Wei Ji Xiang.
“Almost ten years now.”
Wei Ji Xiang didn’t know what Uncle Mei was up to, suddenly asking this question, but still answered honestly.
“Ten years already. Remember when you first joined, it was I who personally presided over your entry? Look at you, you don’t seem to be doing well. This good-for-nothing Tai Zi, I’ll have a good talk with him when I get a chance. If it wasn’t for you saving him back then, this good-for-nothing would have been hacked to death in the streets! He’s such a disappointment!”
Uncle Mei immediately switched to a disappointed tone, scolding his son.
He saw that this Dogzai Xiang had been with his son for ten years and his son was still so poorly off, yet he hadn’t left. Even though he got a little bit of something out of it, it could still be considered loyalty. Uncle Mei liked this kind of person the most.
“Uncle Mei, it’s not Tai Zi’s fault… It’s because I myself am not capable enough. I can only fight and kill, I can’t help Tai Zi in other ways.”
Sure enough, seeing Uncle Mei’s reaction, Wei Ji Xiang was moved to tears. His previous dissatisfaction with his brother Tai Zi instantly vanished.
“Aiya! It’s all my fault for being too lenient with this good-for-nothing, which led to this situation. Tai Zi didn’t appreciate your kindness enough in the past. I’ll apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you won’t hold it against him. Tai Zi… He’s still a kid!”
Uncle Mei continued his emotional play, speaking with such sincerity that by the end he was shedding tears.
“Uncle Mei, really, it’s not Tai Zi’s fault…”
Touched!
Looking at Uncle Mei’s heartfelt expression, Wei Ji Xiang was close to crying. He had toiled for so many years. Back then, he saved Tai Zi by hacking up the mourner, and even his wife was implicated, all for what?
Wasn’t it for this moment?
Of course, it would have been better if his wife hadn’t died.
But this was good enough…
“Aiya! Back when we were young, when we were out doing things, the elder would tell us to do things. We didn’t understand then, and we foolishly asked the elder what ‘doing things’ meant. The elder told us that ‘doing things’ means striving for a higher position. We were naive and young back then, and we foolishly went with the elder, and I was lucky enough to survive and come back. My grandfather also recognized my merits and supported my ascension. Originally, you saved Tai Zi, so you were definitely qualified for a higher position. Tai Zi also mentioned this to me back then, but you might not know the situation back then. There’s a saying that every bean has its own place. Although Tai Zi is my son, he’s not yet the head of those branches, so I couldn’t give you a higher position. But now there’s an opportunity. Ah Lu was taken out by Pretty Boy Tung, and his territory was seized. As long as you take out Pretty Boy Tung and avenge Ah Lu, I can support your ascension while also silencing those who are against it.”
Uncle Mei delivered a royal flush, followed by four twos, then stared intently at Wei Ji Xiang, as if he was really considering him.
“But… Uncle Mei, there are so many people under Pretty Boy Tung…”
Wei Ji Xiang was about to get excited when he heard about the promotion, but when he heard about killing Pretty Boy Tung, he wilted.
Forget about the fact that Pretty Boy Tung had a lot of men, just seeing how many men Old Ghost Lu had and how they couldn’t even withstand Pretty Boy Tung for two hours, he knew how powerful Pretty Boy Tung really was.
His own men were still getting their bones scraped before they even got close.
How was he supposed to take out Pretty Boy Tung?
The promotion was tempting, but he didn’t want to die yet. He still wanted to raise his son and watch him become a lawyer…
“Click!”
“You don’t have to fight him head-on. I’ll contact Pretty Boy Tung in two days and have him release Tai Zi. You go to pick up Tai Zi, and…”
Uncle Mei opened a drawer and pulled out a black star, placing it in front of Wei Ji Xiang.