novelhk Chapter 43 You wouldn't even call me Mr. Wei once
Chapter 43 You wouldn't even call me Mr. Wei once
"Brother Chen, something's happening!"
Early in the morning, Xiao Fu, who was keeping watch, called, and Wei Chen answered the phone half asleep.
I glanced at the time again; it was a little past six in the morning.
"They're finally here?"
"They're here," Xiao Fu said quickly. "A car will be entering the Taipa Bridge in about a minute, but I don't know if it's Chen Haonan's group."
"Keep an eye on it." Wei Chen hung up the phone and then called Wang Jianguo.
"The boss?"
"Keep an eye on the bridgehead and see if anyone stops nearby."
"no problem!"
After giving all the instructions, Wei Chen got out of bed, lit a cigarette, and opened the French windows.
Sure enough, a van swayed and wobbled as it drove towards the end of the Taipa Bridge.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Chen Haonan and his gang.
It was still dark, a hazy gray sky. Da Tian Er and his group were still chatting and laughing in the car, completely oblivious to the situation. Chen Haonan, unable to contain himself any longer, turned around and yelled from the passenger seat, "Shut up! We're here to do something."
The group quieted down a bit.
Just then, two dump trucks suddenly sandwiched the bread cart from the front and back, causing it to stumble and half of the front of the cart to be dented.
At that moment, Chen Haonan's heart skipped a beat—he had been tricked!
"Grab your weapons and get to work!" Seeing dozens of knife-wielding men jump out of the dump truck bed, Chan Ho-nam's scalp tingled, and he shouted in alarm.
"Boss, those guys are all fake." Baopi turned his head to check and found that the knives, guns and clubs were all made of plastic, and he immediately felt despair.
In the end, Chan Ho-nam gritted his teeth, picked up the iron chain, and took the lead in fighting with the men of the Sang Biao gang.
The two sides instantly engaged in a fierce battle.
"Tsk tsk, four people against forty, the advantage is on my side!" Wei Chen saw this scene and felt no sympathy, only sarcasm and ridicule.
They only realized the weapon was fake halfway there, and they didn't even check it beforehand. Who else would die if not you?
So, aside from their loyalty, people like Boss B have absolutely no other redeeming qualities.
Just then, Wang Jianguo called:
"Boss, we've spotted them. A black MPV is parked near the bridgehead, watching the fight on the bridge."
"Come pick me up, let's go meet this 'funeral banner'," Wei Chen said calmly.
……
Chen Haonan and his gang were beaten badly, and finally, Chao Pi was killed while holding the rear. They barely escaped when they encountered a police patrol.
"Boss, the cops are here."
At the bridgehead, Sang Biao smoked a cigarette and held the phone: "So what if the cops come? They have to take down those bastards like Chan Ho-nam."
"If the cops stop us, we'll do it together."
"But he has a gun!" the henchman quickly said, as that was what they were afraid of.
"Then we'll take a detour. We must wipe out those Hung Hing gang." After giving this order, Sang Biao hung up the phone, then gave a cold laugh.
"Trying to mess with me? You'll be torn to shreds!"
"Brother Biao, where are we going now?" the driver asked, turning his head.
"Go to Wo Luen Shing's territory and ask them if they've prepared the 30% commission." Sang Biao said, chewing on his cigarette butt, in a good mood.
Although he mingled with various triad casinos and collected commissions without any regard for rules, that's how things are in Macau—whoever is stronger is right.
If we wipe out all the Hung Hing members this time, the remaining Hong Kong triads will probably behave themselves.
I definitely have to hand over the money obediently and peacefully.
Killing the chicken to scare the monkey—that's exactly what Sang Biao wanted.
The MPV slowly turned around, and at that moment a Toyota Hiace came from the side. Suddenly the door opened, and the muzzles of three or four AK guns protruded directly out.
Sang Biao turned his head and saw something that terrified him.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
"Da da da da da!"
Sparks flew, smoke filled the air, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. In just a few seconds, the MPV was riddled with hundreds of bullet holes, looking like a hornet's nest.
Before Sang Biao and the others could even scream, they all collapsed into pools of blood.
Wang Jianguo quickly got out of the car and opened the MPV door, and Xiao Fu immediately raised his AK to finish him off.
He turned around a moment later: "It's done."
"Hello, Brother Sang Biao." Wei Chen then smiled and picked up the photo to get out of the car. After comparing it, he confirmed that it was indeed Sang Biao sitting in the passenger seat.
Then he added insult to injury: "When we met, I at least called you Brother Sangbiao. But you wouldn't even call me 'Mr. Wei.' You deserve to die!"
Sang Biao's face was filled with terror, and he died with his eyes wide open.
I've been riddled with bullets and you still expect me to greet you?
Also, who is Mr. Wei?
After checking the trunk again and confirming that it was a "perfect infiltration," Wei Chen led his men away.
……
That noon, Wei Chen and his group returned to Hong Kong Island.
Wei Chen slept until evening before calling: "Young Master Le, it's all taken care of. Check the news."
"That's right, Grandpa won't forget you." Lin Huaiyue said with a smile, "Come to the meeting in a couple of days, and I will officially appoint you as the head of the tenth district."
"no problem."
"You went out last night, did you make this funeral banner?" After hanging up the phone, He Min looked at the news on TV with a surprised expression.
Sang Biao, that's a big shot in Haojiang.
"What do you mean I did it? I just showed people the news, is that a problem?" Wei Chen asked, lighting a cigarette.
"Not a single word of truth comes out of her mouth," He Min said, pursing her lips.
"You fucking talk too much!" Wei Chen threw the man onto the bed, grabbed his thigh, and pressed down on him.
Two hours later, He Min curled up in Wei Chen's arms, as docile as a kitten.
"Was what you said before true?"
"What do you mean, is it true or not?"
"You want me to quit my job so I can help you manage the accounts and stop you from spending so much money all the time," He Min immediately added.
"Damn, you don't remember anything, but you do remember the money?" Wei Chen glanced at him sideways.
"I graduated from the University of Hong Kong, after all." He Min smiled and nuzzled her head against Wei Chen.
"Okay, but you don't need to quit your job. Just come once a week at a set time to check the accounts." Wei Chen felt that women were never idle and that he had to keep them exhausted.
Whether it's mental or physical.
Otherwise, if they keep asking all sorts of questions, it'll drive you crazy.
He Min, however, didn't think that much about it and happily agreed.
Anyway, her mother had told her that if you want to control a man, you have to control his money.
The first step has now been successful.
In the early hours of the morning, Wei Chen went out and got into Wang Jianjun's car.
"Boss."
"Take me there."
"No problem." Wang Jianjun drove and soon arrived at a warehouse. Wei Chen got out of the car and saw that the entrance was littered with the unconscious thugs.
They were all bound hand and foot.
Clearly, Wang Jianjun had already taken matters into his own hands and made the decision ahead of time.
Upon opening the warehouse door, they found Huo Baoming hanging from the roof beam, his feet dangling in the air, his face pale, weak, and covered in dirt.
"Tsk, Ming-ge, what happened?" Wei Chen laughed.
"It was you who conspired with that damned old hag to frame me!" Huo Baoming slightly raised his eyes, gritting his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and venom.
"You're wrong. If I wanted to trick you, would you still be alive?" Wei Chen said dismissively, and then Huo Baoming saw the scene at the door.
Huo Baoming was stunned for a moment.
"Who are you?" A voice suddenly came from the doorway. When Ailian entered with her two henchmen, she was startled to see outsiders in the warehouse.
She called the warehouse, but no one answered. She assumed her assistant was slacking off, so she came over.
Unexpectedly, I happened to witness this scene.
Hi, we meet again.
"It's you?" Ailian's pupils suddenly contracted.
"It's me." Wei Chen smiled broadly, and Wang Jianjun immediately pointed his gun at Ai Lian.
"Madam Ellen, shall we speak?"