Chapter 344 Take it away Because Wei Jixiang and Achan were preoccupied, they didn't feel like talking during the meal and just ate by themselves. Twenty minutes later, the two followed Taibao out the door. "Brother Taibao, you finished eating so quickly. The car has been washed and parked on the side of the road." At the door, a parking attendant handed the key to Taibao. Looking in the direction of his finger, he saw a black two-box five-door Honda Civic parked on the side of the road. Judging from the appearance, it is most likely a new car. "Thank you very much." The guard threw a box of Camel cigarettes to the younger brother, said thank you, and walked slowly towards the car. "Brother Taibao, what's your new car? It looks very cool." Wei Jixiang sat in the passenger seat and looked at the brand new interior and couldn't help but praise it.
For men of their age, there is no one who doesn't like cars, and he is no exception. However, due to his financial constraints, he could only ride a motorcycle. "Hey, you don't have to be envious. If you can really get a job at Shenghe, even if it's just a regular job, as long as you work hard and save up your salary for a while, you can still own a car." After Taibao said this, he used the coordination of the clutch and the accelerator to start directly in third gear and jumped out! Wei Jixiang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but sigh: "Although this car is small, it is really easy to drive and control." Just as they were rushing to Yau Ma Tei, Sang Bo's younger brother also rushed to Hongtai with something belonging to the prince. Hongtai’s hall. Uncle Mei was having lunch and was also holding a meeting with his subordinates to make some promises. At this time, a younger brother pushed open the door of the conference room, walked slowly to Uncle Mei's side, and whispered a few words. After hearing this, Uncle Mei snorted coldly and said, "It seems that after what happened last time, Sang Bo still hasn't learned his lesson and dares to send people to collect the debt!" "Does he really think that we, Hongtai, are easy to bully?" Uncle Mei pulled off the napkin from his chest, put down the baguette he had taken two bites of, and said, "Let someone come in. I want to see what progress Sang Bo has made after such a long time!" The younger brother nodded and went out. After a while, he came back in, followed by a young man with a watermelon head, holding a wooden box in his hands. "Boy!" "I think you are no different from those students. Sangbo is really crazy to send you to die!" Uncle Mei said this with disdain on his face. Other middle and senior executives of Hongtai also cast various looks at Asong, most of which looked at him with contempt. Ah Song did not refute, but handed the wooden box in his hand to the younger brother beside him and said, "Uncle Mei, I came here today to give you a gift on behalf of my boss Sangbo." "After you see this, you'll understand everything." Uncle Mei glanced at Asong and waved to his younger brother who was holding the wooden box.
The younger brother did not dare to delay and quickly came to Uncle Mei with the box in his hand. "Open it." Uncle Mei looked at the shape of the box and found nothing special about it, so he gave an order to his subordinate. I didn't dare to refuse, so I could only reach out my hand tremblingly and was about to open the lid. At this time, Uncle Chen on the side spoke, "Wait, move it further away before opening it." Uncle Mei nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, hold it farther away." The younger brother could only obey the order and retreat to the corner of the room. Only at the signal of Uncle Mei's eyes did he reach for the lid with trembling hands. "God bless you, please don't let it be a bomb, please don't let it be a bomb..." After several attempts, I obviously realized a certain possibility and kept praying silently in my heart. The next second, the lid was opened. "what!!!" When the younger brother saw clearly what was in the box, he subconsciously exclaimed, quickly took a few steps back, with disbelief written all over his face. Uncle Mei and the others were so frightened by this sudden scene that they jumped up, and their hearts seemed to jump out of their throats. "I'll attack your mother!" "Look at your useless appearance. How are you going to survive in the underworld in the future?" Uncle Mei, who was furious, cursed a few times, but still felt unsatisfied, so he immediately stood up, strode to the younger brother, and kicked him to the ground. "You are such a fool. You can't even do such a small thing. You are such a waste!" "Get up right now and hand me the box!" Looking at Uncle Mei's performance, Asong curled his lips, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked full of disdain. He didn't understand why anyone would follow these big guys who didn't treat their subordinates as human beings at all. In this situation, why not rise up and resist? The younger brother who was kicked down didn't dare to say anything. He crawled over using his hands and feet like a dog, picked up the box and handed it to Uncle Mei. I saw that there were two things in the not-so-big wooden box. A gold ring and an oval object, like a ball of flesh, stained with a lot of blood. Of course Uncle Mei recognized this gold ring because it was the 30th birthday gift he gave to his son. On the inner circle of the ring, there is a circle of small words that say "Given to my beloved one". Uncle Mei picked up the ring, looked at it carefully in the sunlight, and found that there was indeed a line of words on it. The more he looked at that lump of flesh, the more it looked like some kind of organ. Although he wouldn't die or become a eunuch if he cut it off, it would definitely affect his reproductive function. In an instant, Uncle Mei felt as if the world was spinning around him. In his sight, there seemed to be countless stars circling around him.
To outsiders, it seemed that Uncle Mei suddenly fell to the ground after picking up the ring. "Uncle Mei, are you okay?" Some people quickly stood up and stepped forward to help. Some people stepped forward to restrain Asong and said viciously: "Boy, you dare to cheat, I will let you taste our Hongtai's methods!" As he spoke, he drew out the dagger from his waist and was about to attack, but was stopped by Uncle Mei who was slumped on the ground, "Don't do it, don't do it..." "The prince... the prince is in Sangbo's hands..." Uncle Mei suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke breathlessly, looking weak. After hearing this, everyone could only let Asong go. They all knew the position of the prince in Uncle Mei's heart. If they were to be taken out on because of such a thing, it would be more trouble than gain. Ah Song was not in a hurry. He adjusted his casual clothes and said slowly, "Uncle Mei, you have seen the things. From your appearance, you can be sure that the prince is in our hands." "My boss has only one request. Pay off the million gambling debt that the prince owes, and I will return him to you." Uncle Mei was helped up by everyone and sat back in the main seat. He touched his heart with a painful expression, took out a bottle of quick-acting heart-saving pills from his pocket, poured out a pill, picked up the teacup and took a sip, swallowed the medicine, and said, "You don't follow the code of conduct in the martial arts world. How can you kidnap my son and then ask me for a debt?" "What is this? This is extortion!" "If I call the police, you're all done!" Facing the furious Uncle Mei, Asong was not afraid at all. He said with a disdainful tone, "As the leader of Hongtai, he is always looking for trouble. It really opened my eyes." "Since you are so law-abiding, why are you still a gangster? Why don't you apply to the police academy?" "If you have the guts, call the police to arrest me. Then you will only see the news of the prince's death on ATV." After a pause, Asong continued: "Besides, it is only natural to pay back debts!" "How long has your son been in arrears with this banknote? What did you do the last time my boss came to collect the debt?" "If you and your son hadn't done the first day, we wouldn't be doing the fifteenth now!" Hearing this, Hong Tai's brothers instantly became furious and were ready to attack, but Uncle Mei stopped them, "Don't do it, otherwise if the fellow martial artists find out, they will think that we, Hong Tai, are bullying the weak with our numbers." Facing the safety of his only son, although Uncle Mei acted very strong, he actually had no other choice. After all, at his current age, even if he wanted to practice a trumpet, he was powerless. If he has no descendants, to whom will he pass the position of Hongtai leader? After all, since Uncle Mei came to power, he has spent countless efforts to change the regular election system into a system where one person holds the office until death. To this end, he even changed the rules passed down by the society! Why did he do this? Apart from satisfying his own desire for power, isn't it also about wanting to pass on the throne to his successors? In order to achieve this, the crown prince, as the only son, must not get into any trouble at any cost! Otherwise, everything he did would be meaningless! After figuring this out, Uncle Mei immediately said, "One million and a half million, right? I'll give you the money!" "But how can you guarantee that my son will be released safely?"
Asong snorted coldly and said, "We do things differently from you Hongtai. We change our orders every day and deny what we said the next second." "Your so-called credibility is nothing but self-deception. Others treat the symptoms but you, no matter what the problem is, your first reaction is to cover the mouths of the people below. As long as they don't cry out in pain, then they are not sick." "Otherwise, what happened today wouldn't have happened." Uncle Mei flew into a rage and slammed the table heavily, saying, "Go to your mother! Stop spreading rumors and misleading people here!" "We, Hongtai, have come this far, how could we be deceived by your low-level provocations?" At this time, the younger brother who was responsible for inquiring about the news walked slowly over, leaned over to Uncle Mei, said a few words, and then quietly stepped aside. I saw that Uncle Mei's face was constantly changing, sometimes blue, sometimes white, sometimes red, just like he was performing magic. "I'll attack your mother!" "I was wondering how you could capture the prince. Turns out there was a traitor behind the scenes!" "Wei Jixiang is a traitor. I want him dead!" Uncle Mei’s words caused an uproar in the conference room! No matter which society you are in, colluding with outsiders and betraying your boss are both taboos in the underworld! However, the middle and senior management present were more or less aware of the matter between Wei Jixiang and the prince. Combined with what Asong had just said, they roughly understood it. For a moment, no one spoke, which made Uncle Mei feel a little awkward, and the atmosphere also seemed extremely strange. Uncle Chen, who is still an old man in the martial arts world, noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so he stepped out in time to smooth things over, saying, "Immediately issue a martial arts hunting order, and spread the word that whoever can capture the traitor Wei Jixiang will be paid 100,000 silver notes by Hongtai!" "Yes!" One of the younger brothers immediately took the order and left, but was stopped by Uncle Mei, "Wait!" Uncle Mei took a deep breath and said, "I can give this million to Sang Bo, but I also have a request. Bring Wei Jixiang to me!" "Isn't this request too much?" Asong sneered and said, "We can't do such a thing as betraying our brothers who fought side by side with us." "Besides, to tell you the truth, Wei Jixiang has already separated from us. Even if I want to agree to your request, I don't know where he is." Hearing this, Uncle Mei cursed inwardly and said to the younger brother who was stopped, "Raise the hidden cost of the Jianghu Hunting Order to 200,000 Hong Kong dollars!" "Yes, dragon head!" The younger brother turned around and went out to carry out the order. During the entire meeting, the middle and senior executives of Hongtai looked at each other, and no one wanted to speak. Uncle Mei still had a gloomy face, and no one knew what he was thinking. At this time, Asong glanced at the wall clock and said, "There are still ten minutes left. If I can't get back to Bo Ge on time, your son will not survive." "Anyway, I come from a humble background. If I can drag a scumbag like the crown prince to death, I can totally accept it." "I'm not in a hurry, take your time to think about it..."
As he spoke, Asong pulled out the stool next to him and sat down, not showing any sign of anxiety at all. This made Uncle Mei, who wanted to delay time, give up the idea completely. He didn't dare to use his son's life to gamble. "To tell you the truth, I don't trust Sang Bo. What if I give you the silver paper and you don't let me go?" "Unless you can bring the prince to me, we can exchange the money for the goods." Uncle Mei's words made Ah Song spit on the ground immediately and said, "You have a good plan. We were afraid that you would rob us!" "After all, the character of you and your son is obvious to everyone." At this time, Uncle Chen, who had been quite silent, said, "If that's the case, let me tell you a plan. Do you think it will work?" "We can find a middleman with a high enough status in the underworld and ask him to be a witness. On his territory, we can hand over the money and the person." "In this way, everyone won't have to worry about the gangs robbing each other, right?" Uncle Mei and Asong looked at each other and nodded at the same time. "But who should we find to be the middleman?" "If you propose someone who is close to Hongtai, I will definitely not agree." Ah Song's words made Uncle Mei's plan fail. He was silent for a moment and said, "Since you don't trust me, then let you speak first. If it's appropriate, I will definitely agree." Ah Song thought for a moment and said, "If you want me to say, I'd choose Hutchison!" "Among the four major gangs in Hong Kong Island, who doesn't know that Wei Long Hao is very righteous and has the most moral principles?" "We can rest assured if we ask him to be a witness." Uncle Mei snorted coldly, looked Ah Song up and down, and said with disdain: "Young man, it's not that I look down on you, but you follow Sang Bo, you don't even have a name, and you want to ask Wei Longhao to come forward?" "Who do you think Wei Longhao is? Not to mention you, even if I were to come forward, I might not be able to invite him!" Those of them who had high enough status in the underworld had all heard about Zheng Yutong's affairs. The big names in Hong Kong's jewelry industry have all bowed to Wei Longhao and asked others to mediate. Even the hunchbacked Hua from Hehetu, who also had the same name as Heji, was taught a lesson by Yang Chengrong. Although, I don’t know what kind of demands Wei Longhao put forward in the end, but judging from the other party’s methods, it is absolutely impossible for Zheng Yutong to have an easy time. Uncle Mei doesn't think that he has enough face to ask Wei Longhao to come forward. What's more, why was the prince in the hospital? It’s all because of Hutchison’s strong leadership! Under such circumstances, Uncle Mei didn't want to have any intersection with Hutchison Whampoa. Asong nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, I admit that you are right." "However, if we can't invite Wei Longhao, we can also invite other big brothers from Hutchison." "With a big boss like Wei Longhao, I believe that Hutchison's style of doing things will definitely not collude with you." Uncle Mei's face looked ugly. His son had just been beaten up, and now he had to go to someone's house to beg for help. Even with his old face, it was a bit embarrassing. But, thinking about it carefully, if Asong proposed other candidates, he would not be able to fully trust them. Although there had been conflicts with Hutchison Whampoa before, Uncle Mei had to admit that since Wei Longhao took over, the reputation of Wo Shing Wo in the underworld has indeed been getting better and better.
Whenever any conflict arises, everyone is naturally willing and trusts Heji to mediate. Suddenly, a lame figure with long hair appeared in Uncle Mei's mind. He immediately said, "How about this, we ask He Shenghe's Jiu Wenlong to come forward as a witness. Do you agree?" Asong thought about it and found that he was not familiar with it. He said, "How about this, I will convey your intention to my boss. If he agrees, I will call you to inform you. How about that?" Uncle Mei could only nod, bit his cheek, and waved his hands impatiently. Seeing this, Asong stood up without saying anything, stared at the people from Hongtai, and slowly retreated. When he walked out of the gate of Hongtai Hall, a breeze blew and he suddenly felt a chill. It turned out that all his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat. After realizing this, Asong laughed at himself and said, "It seems that not everyone can be a lone hero..." As he spoke, he unzipped his coat, revealing a grenade inside. The reason why he volunteered for this job today was to follow in the footsteps of his idol Wei Longhao. Because, people in the underworld say that before Wei Longhao came to power, he would often go alone with explosives tied to his body and go deep into the enemy's hall! It is precisely because of this that he was able to rise from a lowly rank insider to become the youngest leader in history in such a short period of time! Another ten thousand, please give me a monthly ticket! (End of this chapter)