Chapter 283 I object! This can no longer be described as stupid, it is completely insane. With Fei Quan's personality, even if he survives this time, he won't live long. Not only is he not suitable for the underworld, he is not even suitable for this society. It is a taboo at any time not to know your own worth. Over the years, Brother Piao has met all kinds of young people, but none of them is like Fei Quan. Thinking of this, Brother Piao sighed helplessly and waved his hand, saying, "Please come in, Master Guan!" After a while, two younger brothers came slowly. The one in the lead was holding the statue of Guan Erye, and the one behind him was holding a wooden plate covered with a red cloth, so you couldn't see what was inside. Seeing this scene, Fei Quan and others were stunned on the spot. Just when they were about to say something, they were pinned down to the spot, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move. Although Fei Quan was pinned down, he still struggled with all his strength and shouted, "What is this? We..." Before he could finish, a younger brother with brass knuckles started punching him in the mouth without saying a word!
In an instant, bright red blood splattered everywhere, and even a few blood-stained teeth were flying wildly in the air. Fei Quan's mouth immediately became bloody, his skin and flesh turned inside out, red and swollen, and even saliva flowed out uncontrollably. He couldn't utter a word. Seeing this, Junzi and Congzi shouted loudly. "Brother Piao, what is going on?" "Brother Quan has never let the club down!" Brother Piao didn't say anything, he just stood up slowly and lifted the red cloth. In an instant, a steel knife that was flashing with a biting coldness was seen lying quietly there. Brother Piao took the steel knife in his hand and nodded slightly to his younger brother. The younger brothers understood and dragged Fei Quan closer, facing the statue of Guan Erye. Guan Erye held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and one hand stroked his beautiful beard. Although his expression was not ferocious, an indescribable murderous aura made people feel uneasy. Fei Quan just looked at the statue of Guan Erye for a moment and immediately looked away. He wanted to say something, but because of the injury on his mouth, he couldn't say anything. Brother Piao walked slowly to Feiquan with a steel knife in hand, and said solemnly, "Feiquan, a disciple of Hongle, has betrayed his master and ancestors, and has stolen the name of the society and is a traitor." "Therefore, I am hereby expelled from Hongle today and will never be employed again." "According to the gang rules, you should be sentenced to three cuts and six holes. After three cuts, whether you live or die, it is all up to God. All the previous things will be written off." After hearing this decision, Fei Quan's expression suddenly changed and he began to twist his body frantically, trying to break free from the restraints. The younger brother wearing brass knuckles punched Fei Quan in the stomach several times without saying a word. Fei Quan immediately became very obedient and lay on the ground, like a dead dog, motionless. Junzi and Congzi on the side were also dumbfounded. They did not expect that the consequences of this incident would be so serious. They wanted to speak up for Fei Quan, but when they thought of their own fate, they no longer had the heart to do so. They both closed their eyes, as if they had accepted their fate. Clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Afterwards, Brother Piao knelt with his left leg on Fei Quan's back, pointed the steel knife in his hand at Fei Quan's back, took a deep breath, and slowly lowered the steel knife in his hand. The sound of a knife entering flesh was heard, and Fei Quan's body twitched uncontrollably. The intense pain made his eyes widen and his facial features twisted, but he could not utter a single sound. The steel knife fell and was pulled out again. The originally spotless blade was now covered in blood. Brother Piao said nothing, and the steel knife fell down again and was pulled out. After repeating this three times, he finally stopped. Perhaps because the artery was pierced, Piao Ge’s body and face were covered in blood. The white suit looks like a snowy field with plum blossoms falling on it, which is quite artistic. With each stabbing of the steel knife into his back, Fei felt extremely painful, and his breath of life weakened a lot. At this moment, the place where he was lying was covered with blood, like a pool of water, emitting a pungent fishy smell. Looking at the scene in front of them, all the society leaders subconsciously turned their heads away, and their expressions were not very good. What happened to Fei Quan was like a bad apple spoiling the whole pot of soup, so naturally they would not be in a good mood. Fei Quan lay in a pool of blood. He turned his neck with difficulty and finally focused his eyes on Piao Ge. When he saw Piao Ge's eyes that still concealed deep regret, countless thoughts and emotions flooded into Fei Quan's heart. In an instant, Fei Quan felt mixed emotions. To stand out? Pass the imperial examination? It turns out that death is the fate of these idiots... If he could go back to the past, Fei Quan would definitely tell his past self to study hard and stop hanging out in clubs. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world. When Fei Quan tried hard to move his mouth and wanted to say something, his life froze at that moment and he was unable to leave behind a single word. Brother Piao stood up and handed the steel knife to the younger brother beside him, with mixed feelings, and said, "I'll leave them to you." After saying this, Brother Piao sat back in his original seat with an expressionless face. As for the blood on his hands and body, he neither wiped it off nor cared about it, as if it did not exist at all. Such a scene made Congzi, who originally wanted to beg for mercy, completely give up this unrealistic idea. He just lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't know when things had become like this. It was obvious that they had only wanted to make a name for themselves in the beginning, but why did they not only mess everything up in the end but also lose their lives? Congzi couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
At this moment, he only felt a sharp pain in his heart. He subconsciously opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound. Next, with each strike of the knife, it seemed as if a little more strength was being drained from his body. Gradually, Congzi no longer had the strength to move his fingers, and even the strength to think completely disappeared. "Congzi!" Junzi wailed in pain, but the next second, the steel knife, which was stained with the blood of countless people, also pierced into his back. "what!" Junzi's shrill screams reached everyone's ears without exception, causing the society's top leaders to shudder subconsciously. Although they are old hands, they still feel uncomfortable every time they see such scenes. Only the people sent by He Shenghe looked the same, as if nothing had happened. "Congzi, Brother Quan, don't worry, I'm here to accompany you..." Junzi muttered before his consciousness faded, blood gushing out of his mouth uncontrollably. The next moment, he tilted his head and died completely. At this time, Brother Piao stood up, looked around, and slowly said: "This time, Fei Quan and his men violated the gang rules. After three cuts and six holes, they didn't survive. It seems that Master Guan didn't want them to live. This is God's will, and there is nothing we can do." "This incident was all caused by the loose powder, which almost dragged us, Hongle, into the bottomless abyss." "So, I declare that from today on, Hong Le will no longer lose fans!" When Brother Piao said this, the higher-ups of the society who were unaware of the situation were stunned, with expressions of disbelief written on their faces. "What? Not losing fans?" "This incident was all because of Fei Quanchi's line. What does it have to do with our fan business?" "If we don't leave, what will our brothers eat and drink?" Not surprisingly, the decision not to lose fans caused many people to stand up and oppose it on the spot. For a club of Hongle's size, making money is definitely not an easy task. Once the fans are gone, the income will definitely be greatly reduced. As a result, the strength of the society will inevitably be damaged. After all, these days, whether a gang member can fight or not depends entirely on whether they are given enough money. Uncle De was well prepared and said immediately, "Don't worry. We, Hong Le, have already reached a strategic cooperation with Ho Shing Ho. Ho Chi has promised to give us some business every quarter. Don't worry about affecting your income." "Moreover, as the cooperation deepens, your future income will definitely be higher than when you were just a bunch of fans." After hearing the news, everyone was stunned again. They originally thought that today was just a simple enforcement of family rules, but they didn't expect that they would first announce that the club would not lose fans, and then said that they had reached a strategic cooperation with Hutchison. These two pieces of news, one more important than the other, left everyone confused. "Brother Piao, what is going on?"
"Why was everything fine yesterday, but so different today?" "If you don't give everyone a clear explanation, the brothers below will definitely not be convinced." The person who spoke was Uncle Chai, who was also considered a veteran figure in Hong Le. With him taking the lead, everyone naturally followed suit and began to question. "As a member of Hongle, we also have the right to know what happened!" "That's right. First they said they didn't want to lose fans, and then they said they had reached a strategic cooperation with Hutchison. If there is no connection between these two things, even ghosts would not believe it!" "Brother Piao, it's already this late, can't you tell everyone the truth?" Everyone present is an old hand, and they immediately felt that there must be some kind of fishy thing going on between these two incidents. It is absolutely impossible to make them accept such an outrageous order without knowing why. Brother Piao loosened his tie, turned his neck a few times, and said, "Is there anything to explain?" "Yesterday is yesterday, and today is today. If you had barbecued pork rice yesterday, can't you have fried rice noodles today?" "What era are we in now? It's an era of rapid change. Hong Kong Island changes every day. If you can't keep up with the changes of the times, you will be eliminated sooner or later!" Although Piao Ge's white suit was stained with blood, no one found it funny. Not even a trace of smile appeared on anyone's face. "What's the good of being a fan? Not only do you worry about being robbed by scammers every time you make a deal, you also have to think about how to avoid being caught by the police." "Without fans, will we not make money?" "Hutchison Whampoa of Weilonghao has long told us what the future holds." Seeing that everyone was silent, Brother Piao continued, "Now we should follow the wise people. It's better than crossing the river by feeling the stones ourselves, right?" "Also, you don't have to worry about being held responsible by the police after you retire and being taken to Stanley for retirement." "So, my decision is entirely for the sake of the community and everyone, don't you agree?" Of course, Brother Piao thought about the consequences of announcing that he would not lose fans, so he had already prepared a response plan. If these people don't listen to good advice, he can only prepare for the worst. Anyway, he must obey Wei Longhao's orders. Under this premise, if anyone dares to block his way, don't blame him for being rude. Uncle De also chimed in, saying, "That's right, and even if you don't consider yourselves, you should consider the younger generations in your family, right?" "You can be a fan for the rest of your life, that's fine, but you can't let the young and promising descendants of your family be fans like you, right?" "Now that you have the opportunity to get involved in the legitimate business, if it were someone else, they would have rushed forward long ago, but you are still hesitating here..." These words caused the balance in the hearts of the society's top leaders, who were already somewhat shaken, to begin to tilt again. For them, this life has basically been shaped, but they don’t want the next generation to repeat the mistakes of the previous generation.
They have already experienced how difficult the road of the underworld is, and naturally do not want the younger generations to suffer as well. Thinking of this, several high-ranking members of the society made up their minds and said immediately, "Brother Piao, I support your decision. It's better not to become a fan. At least you don't have to worry about being killed by a knifeman who suddenly rushes out when you're walking on the street." "The times are advancing, and we cannot fall behind. It is also a good thing to reach a strategic cooperation with Heshenghe. Other societies want this opportunity, but they don't have the way to do it..." Before they could finish, Uncle Chai interrupted them and said, "I don't think so." (End of this chapter)