Chapter 14: Hell Knight

Hong Kong is a chaotic place, but that definitely does not include firearms; when gangsters gather for a show of force or a street fight, they mostly use clubs and knives, and very few people dare to use guns.

Never mind an AK, even for a small revolver, the Royal Police will investigate until they get to the bottom of it; when it involves firearms, they are absolutely one hundred percent serious.

Aside from some heinous drug-trafficking syndicates and some mainland gangs that will procure heavy firepower, other ordinary societies will only buy a few handguns for self-defense, and they will absolutely never take them out unless forced to.

Therefore, this is the reason why A Jie was so startled.

Chen Jiajun smiled at this and said nothing.

A Jie realized that Chen Jiajun was not joking, so he said seriously:

"Fine, we have our rules; we don't ask about the destination or the use. If you are sure you want to buy, I will arrange it for you immediately, but the price really can't be discounted—one hundred thousand each, but I can give you some bullets for free."

"Understood, thank you." Chen Jiajun raised his glass to clink with him again, signaling for Lao E to take out the two million in cash remaining from the gold purchase and hand it to him: "Is there any stock on hand?"

A Jie shook his head, took the Hong Kong banknotes, and said: "No, it will take about a week. When I return, I will call you; we'll use the secret code we agreed upon."

"OK."

Chen Jiajun wrote down his newly purchased mobile phone number on a slip of paper.

"Wait a moment."

A Jie took a Handgun and two magazines from a drawer and handed them to Chen Jiajun: "Although I don't know what you are going to do, as a friend, I hope you live a long life. This Browning is a gift for you; I wish you a smooth journey."

"Don't worry, I will definitely live longer than you!"

Chen Jiajun took the Browning, stuffed it into his bag, and stood up to leave.

"Haha, get lost quickly, I'm not keeping you for a meal."

Leaving Yau Ma Tei, Chen Jiajun returned directly to his Bar base.

He bought these, naturally, to deal with Wang Bao's gang; he knew very well that to deal with Wang Bao, he had to have some real hardware in his hands.

As for whether he would know how to use them, there was absolutely no worry about that.

As the protagonist of the Doom Slayer, there was no gun that Dumu did not know how to use.

As for whether the imp slaves would know how to use them, that was, of course, a given.

They only had low intelligence, but pulling a trigger was absolutely no problem; it was just that their accuracy might be a bit of an issue.

Moreover, Dumu would certainly not go out of his way to teach these bugs and ants in his eyes how to use firearms.

But it didn't matter; having Dumu alone was enough, and the others firing guns would just be for show and to build momentum.

Meanwhile.

At the Glorious Nightclub in Causeway Bay, Dalao B's base.

He was smoking a cigarette and made a call to Dapu Hei, the Zha FIT Ren for the Wo Ling Sheng society in Causeway Bay.

As soon as the call connected, Dapu Hei started cursing aggressively:

"Da B! Your subordinates can do their business, but why did you have to make the scene look so ugly? You made me spend a lot of effort to take over Babi's underlings; if it weren't for me, we would have already attacked and swept your territory!"

As one of the five major societies in Hong Kong, Wo Ling Sheng has an electoral system where the Dragon Head cannot be re-elected.

As long as one makes a name for themselves and has money, everyone has a chance to be the Dragon Head.

This has also led to Wo Ling Sheng's activity and strength being a notch above societies like Hung Hing.

Among the five major societies in Hong Kong, Sun Yee On, Tung Sing, and Hung Hing are hereditary systems.

Due to the disappearance of their Dragon Head, the Wo Shing Wo society is split and divided for the sake of political power; no one obeys anyone, and it is divided into many factions, with the Zha FIT Ren of each faction acting independently.

One can only say that each has its own advantages.

In a hereditary system, the power of the society is relatively concentrated, but once you reach the position of Zha FIT Ren, you have reached the end of the road, which also leads many Hong Kong gangsters to be unwilling to join societies like Hung Hing.

And in a society with an electoral system, if there is friction between candidates, it is very easy for major problems to arise.

Every election is a major storm in the underworld, affecting countless people.

For example, Futou Jun from a few years ago is one such example.

Facing Dapu Hei's angry cursing, Dalao B was not angry:

"Brother Dapu, I intended to let Chen Haonan handle it; I didn't expect that kid Lanzai Jun to intervene, which is why the scene became so embarrassing."

"Besides, we had already discussed it beforehand; didn't Mr. Jiang already send your Wo Ling Sheng a sum of money as compensation?"

That's right.

Dalao B arranged for Chen Haonan to take out Babi; this matter was naturally signaled and supported by Jiang Tiansheng.

After Futou Jun defected to Sun Yee On, the strength of Wo Ling Sheng did indeed drop quite a bit, but the scale of the society was still stronger than Hung Hing.

Under normal circumstances, rashly taking out a Red Pole of Wo Ling Sheng would definitely lead to the two societies gathering their forces for a fight.

For those living in the underworld, besides money, face is the most important thing!

However, as long as it is a human society, there will always be people who become abandoned pawns.

Babi did not follow the rules, was arrogant, often caused trouble, and did not bring in any benefits; the elders of Wo Ling Sheng also had many complaints.

It can be said that once Babi died, both sides were very happy.

"Screw your mother! Tell that Lanzai Jun of your Hung Hing to be careful in the future; if I see him, don't blame me for using him as a stepping stone to climb one step higher!"

Dapu Hei's anger had not yet subsided, and he threatened.

Dapu Hei is a big drug lord; to be able to do so well, he is naturally black-hearted and ruthless, and he must have gunmen under his command. Plus, Wo Ling Sheng is a step above Hung Hing, so he was naturally arrogant when facing Dalao B.

Dalao B was not angry at all, his tone cold: "Brother Dapu, I called you precisely because of this matter regarding Lanzai Jun..."

In the next few days.

The atmosphere at the Causeway Bay Branch of Hung Hing was very strange.

Chen Jiajun heard that Dalao B seemed to have assigned some task to Chen Haonan, but he didn't receive any news and didn't know what Chen Haonan went to do.

This didn't concern him; he had long since seen clearly that he would definitely not be able to be promoted to Red Pole under Dalao B. This bastard was dead-set on suppressing him, and he was determined to give the position of Red Pole to Chen Haonan.

Therefore, Chen Jiajun could only develop silently, preparing to set up his own shop elsewhere.

Over these past few days, by pestering Dumu, he had managed to get Dumu to summon another hundred or so imp slaves; now, he had a total of two hundred imp slave underlings.

Dumu even summoned a few additional Hell Knights; they belonged to the greater demon class in Hell, and although they could not compare to Lao E, the Titan Demon Lord, they were several times stronger than the imp slaves, standing as six-foot-three giants with power contained within their bodies that could slaughter everything if unleashed at full strength.

He recruited so many underlings naturally not because his strength was insufficient, but because it was too sufficient!

Not to mention Dumu, even if Lao E were sent to single-handedly take on a hundred street thugs, he could kill them back and forth several times over, and those imp slaves were absolutely capable of taking on ten men each.

Yet, when gathered together, a formation of less than a hundred people was truly pathetic.

If other factions saw them, even if there were a hundred six-foot-tall strongmen, they might not necessarily be afraid and would certainly want to clash with them.

But a clash would definitely lead to trouble; these imp slaves were born cruel and bloodthirsty.

If a fight broke out, that scene would absolutely create a major scandal.

Therefore, Chen Jiajun needed to put together a better-looking formation to show off, so that in the future, he could avoid fighting if possible.

He was afraid; he was afraid that his subordinates would lose control and tear all the underlings of other gangs to pieces, which would be troublesome.

However, Chen Jiajun did not arrange for the newly arrived imp slaves to borrow usurious loans from the Xinghui Finance Company of the Eastern Star.

After all, when shearing a sheep, one shouldn't just keep shearing the same one.

Furthermore, if he went to borrow again, they probably wouldn't be willing to grant the loan.

Besides, the cash on hand was still enough and sufficient for the time being.

The three nightclubs that Dalao B had handed over to him were also beginning to show results after his series of reforms.

Every night, they were incredibly lively.

As for the thousand-square-foot luxury mansion that Dakou Fei had bought in Causeway Bay, Chen Jiajun had also tidied it up and taken it for his own use.

(End of chapter)