hotmtlnovel Chapter 8, 8 o'clock, has backbone.
Chapter 8, 8 o'clock, has backbone.
At 8 PM, there's a hotel with backbone.
The second floor was booked out tonight.
In the middle of the second floor, there was a large round table, with a couple hundred people sitting on either side of it, representing the men of Wo Luen Shing and Hung Tai.
These henchmen were all tattooed with dragons and tigers, dressed in bizarre clothes and with strange hairstyles, their eyes filled with a desire to stand out.
The large round table gradually filled up with seats.
Negotiations are about to begin.
At this moment, Gao Qiang was sitting at the table closest to the large round table, observing the people at the large round table.
On the round table.
Besides Chen Mei and his son, and Wei Jixiang, who was bruised and battered and wrapped in bandages, Hong Tai's side also had three uncles present.
Only four people were seated at the main table at Wo Luen Shing.
Ah Le, Long Gen, Jimmy, and a man who looks like Boss B, with a thick bandage wrapped around his stomach.
Gao Qiang was somewhat surprised that Ah Le had actually invited Long Gen and Jimmy to come and support him today.
After everyone has arrived.
Chen Mei broke the silence first, "Ah Le, this is a misunderstanding."
"If there's a misunderstanding, just explain it properly," Ah Le said with a smile, looking at Chen Mei.
He then pointed to the man sitting to the side, Lanmingquan:
"This is the knife-wielder who ambushed me the day before yesterday. He's the fourth brother of Hongtai who fell into the sea."
How do you explain that?
Before Chen Mei could speak, the Crown Prince said in a disdainful tone:
"Tch, so what if he's one of ours? Does that mean Hong Tai was behind it?"
Done.
He suddenly stood up and pointed at Lanmingquan, "Lanmingquan, tell me, who ordered you to do this?"
"If you're being threatened, just speak up, and Lao Ding will definitely support you."
Lanmingquan was suddenly threatened, and he became quite uneasy.
Hong Tai's uncle, Fatty Uncle, quickly pulled the Crown Prince back, repeating Ah Le's words to remind him:
"If there's a misunderstanding, explain it properly."
"Ah Quan, tell me, who told you to go and chop Ah Le?"
She pretended to have a dazed and frightened look in her eyes.
He glanced at Ah Le, then at the Crown Prince, and then pointed at the Crown Prince.
Seeing that his fate depended entirely on him, the crown prince was consumed by rage and jumped up, cursing:
"You bastard, how dare you frame the boss! According to the gang rules, you'll be stabbed three times and have six holes pierced."
The people at the large round table looked at the crown prince as if he were a fool.
He flew into a rage after being identified, which was no different from admitting in public that he had sent someone to kill Ah Lok.
The crown prince, after all, was a peasant who had made his fortune quickly through laundry detergent; his character and intelligence were naturally not very high.
Ah Le makes a slight move, and he's led by the nose.
Lanmingquan's eyes showed fear, and he immediately waved his hand:
"Not the prince, not the prince."
He then pointed to Wei Jixiang, whose face was bruised and swollen:
"Yes, it was Brother Xiang. It was Brother Xiang who ordered it. He's my boss!"
Clearly, those who are rotten to the core have all undergone training and rehearsals.
"I?"
Wei Jixiang, his face bruised and swollen, pointed at himself in surprise.
He hurriedly tried to explain, but his face was swollen from the beating, and he couldn't speak clearly, mumbling incoherently.
But his face clearly showed he was wronged; anyone with eyes could see that.
This incident further convinced everyone that the Crown Prince was behind it all.
Gao Qiang, who had deduced the whole story, felt a pang of sadness upon seeing this scene.
It seems that in the end, the cowardly yet ambitious Wei Jixiang became the scapegoat.
People who are weak will be bullied.
The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, applies everywhere.
Seeing Wei Jixiang desperately trying to explain and feigning grievance, the Crown Prince slapped him again.
Only then did Ah Le slowly speak:
"Young Master, sit down and talk it over. Why make such a big fuss?"
"You look like you're ready to beat him to death, do you think he'll dare tell the truth?"
Ah Le smiled, but every word he uttered was piercing.
As if receiving some kind of instruction, all the henchmen of Wo Luen Shing stood up and pointed at the prince, swearing at him.
Most people are saying he's disloyal, that he made his brothers take the fall when things went wrong, and that he's the one who deserves to be stabbed and stabbed.
Cao Dahua cursed the loudest, spitting as he spoke, making it impossible to write out a single word.
Hong Tai's henchmen looked at each other in bewilderment.
The situation is completely one-sided.
In this world, everyone outwardly appears loyal but secretly values money above all else.
Leaders use this set of rules to regulate their subordinates.
Whoever breaks through this barrier first will suffer the consequences of the rules.
Hong Tai's three uncles cursed the Crown Prince in their hearts for being brainless.
Seeing that something was wrong, Chen Mei quickly pulled the Crown Prince down to sit.
Little did they know that the crown prince was a reckless fool who not only lacked common sense but was also easily provoked.
He flung Chen Mei's hand away and strode over to Cao Dahua, who had been hurling the most offensive and loudest insults.
Everyone assumed he would just retaliate with a few insults, as that was the normal procedure.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed Uncle Da's collar and swung his fist, ready to deliver a punch.
Everyone was caught off guard, never expecting the Crown Prince to dare to make a move here.
What I didn't expect was that the Crown Prince would only pick on the weak.
Ada instinctively closed her eyes in fright.
Just as the fist was about to hit his face, there was a dull thud, and when he opened his eyes again...
All that could be seen was the prince clutching his right hand, wailing desperately.
"Who dares to hit Brother Lok?"
"You bastards, none of you from Hongtai are leaving here tonight!"
Gao Qiang's voice wasn't loud, but every word he spoke clearly revealed his ferocity.
He deliberately portrayed himself as a hothead eager to rise to power.
All of Wo Luen Shing's henchmen gathered around, forcing Hung Tai's men to fight back, and the two sides began shoving each other face to face.
But no one actually did anything; they were all just putting on an act.
Everyone is waiting for the person in charge at the big round table to make a decision.
After making his threats, Gao Qiang took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and frantically rubbed his right hand behind his back.
Damn, that really hurts.
Fighting bare-handed is too risky; you'll hurt the enemy a thousand, but also lose eight hundred of your own.
It's better to use weapons. When you get back, remember to buy two batons and carry them with you.
At the large round table, someone spoke up, and the henchmen wisely stopped what they were doing.
Chen Mei seized on Gao Qiang's words, "Ah Le, your people are so powerful."
"You and Luen Shing are big gangs, but we, Hung Tai, won't be bullied!"
He wanted to save face, but didn't want to say anything too definitive.
Ah Le remained expressionless. "Since the Crown Prince has already made a move, it's not too much for my little brother to say a few harsh words, is it?"
Uncle Fat and Long Gen exchanged a glance, realizing the situation was escalating, and knew it was time for them to step in and act as peacemakers.
Uncle Fat quickly got up, pulled the prince back to his seat, and gestured for Hong Tai's henchmen to sit back down. Then he poured tea into the teacups in front of Ah Lok and Chen Mei.
After watching the show for a while, Longgen finally spoke:
"We and the Sun Hung Kai Properties have always valued peace, but that doesn't mean we're afraid to fight."
"According to the rules, if someone below does something wrong, the organization has to take responsibility."
Longgen took a puff of his pipe, steered the conversation back on track, and delivered a definitive conclusion on the matter.
Regardless of who instigated it, give them money and they'll settle things; otherwise, a fight will break out.
"Uncle Longgen, how do you want us to take responsibility?"
Chen Mei took advantage of the situation to back down.
Fighting is expensive, and gangs won't easily take action unless there's a huge enough benefit involved.
Dragon Root is asking for exorbitant prices:
"Five million five hundred and eighty thousand, plus the two masterminds."
Uncle Fatty said, pulling at the fabric, "Even if we sold the entire Hongtai, we old guys still couldn't scrape together 558 million!"
"Brother Longgen, give me some face."
"Then how much do you want?" Longgen asked.
Uncle Fei looked at Chen Mei. All he needed to do was take the opportunity to back down and state the conditions they had agreed upon beforehand.
"Two million one hundred and eighty thousand, these two traitors are yours," Chen Mei said.
Longgen took two puffs of his cigarette, hesitated for a moment:
"Okay, I'll give Fatty some face."
Then, Chen Mei waved her hand, and the bodyguards behind her carried a leather suitcase and placed it on the table.
He patted the suitcase. "Ah Le, this matter is settled."
After saying that, he picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
Everyone looked at Ah Le, waiting for his reaction.
After finishing their tea, they made peace.
No drinking, let's fight.