Chapter 161: Three Hundred Taels of Silver Are Not Here

After the large Bentley left, Skinny Tiger kicked a trash can to the side: "Damn it!"

Having kicked the trash can, Skinny Tiger still wasn't satisfied and stomped on it heavily twice: "We're all out here in the life, what do they think they are?"

"Do you think they want to take us out?" Asan's heart sank.

"Take us out? Then I'll hack these two bastards to death!" Skinny Tiger said viciously.

Just then, several Mercedes-Benz cars slowly pulled up nearby.

The car doors opened, and a man who made them feel fear stepped out!

The tall and sturdy God of War Taizi appeared before their eyes, walking toward the two with a face full of anger, while Jiang Tianyang leaned against the car door behind him, smoking a cigar and watching with interest.

"Brother Taizi!"

"Brother Taizi, why are you back?"

Skinny Tiger swallowed hard, cold sweat breaking out all over his body.

Taizi clenched his fists and walked up to the two. Along the way, he had recalled various past events, and his fists suddenly relaxed as he said generously:

"Do you two have something to say to me? I'm very busy."

Hearing this soft and generous voice, Skinny Tiger fell to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down, "Brother Prince, I'm... I'm sorry!"

"A man shouldn't shed tears easily!"

"Get up, don't kneel!"

"If there's trouble, as your Big Brother, I'll shoulder it for you!"

Seeing Skinny Tiger's spineless appearance, Prince scolded him.

It wasn't that the Hung Hing God of War had no choice; he could have chosen to abandon these two, but in this life, what matters is the bond between brothers.

There were some loyalties he couldn't let go of!

Plus, not being heavily relied upon by Chen Jiajun, Taizi had already made his choice!

From this point on!

Jiang Tianyang had already won over Taizi from Tsim Sha Tsui, Chen Dayu from Kwun Tong, and the three brothers of the Vietnam Gang led by Tony; his strength could be said to have jumped into the top tier of Hong Kong societies!

"Damn it!"

"A Jie, you motherfucker, why are you always popping up like a ghost!"

Two Mercedes-Benz Gs escorted a Mercedes-Benz Pullman, speeding through the Hung Hom Tunnel.

In the back seat, Chen Jiajun lay on the spacious sofa and called the arms dealer A Jie. He had originally wanted to go find A Jie to purchase a batch of arms, but he hadn't expected to come up empty-handed.

"Screw your mother! Dalao Jun, you've got tens of thousands of people working for you now, I'm not like you!"

"We're out here in the life; if we don't work hard, we can't afford to feed our Majai."

A Jie answered the phone and, hearing it was Chen Jiajun, said with a smile.

"Damn! If you're broke, come to me; I'll only charge you ten percent interest at most!"

"Screw you! You brat never has anything good when you call me. Spit it out if you have something to say! International calls are expensive!"

"I need a batch of arms, a large quantity, just like last time!"

"One month."

"Are you crazy? That long? Are you playing with me?"

"Your mother, do you think my arms are wholesale? You want such a large quantity every time, don't I need time?"

"Damn! Die and come back sooner, so I don't have to go abroad to collect your corpse!"

"I'll take your word for it, hanging up!"

After hanging up, Chen Jiajun frowned and muttered to himself, "One month? That's a bit long..."

"Big Brother, do you need arms?" Tian Yangsheng, who was driving, asked softly.

"What, you have a lead? I need a large quantity." Chen Jiajun looked up.

"Big Brother, do you know what I did before?" Tian Yangsheng said, looking straight ahead.

"I know a little bit. How long would it take you to get the arms?"

Chen Jiajun lit a cigar.

"My six siblings and I were Doll Soldiers. After the U. S. military withdrew from the battlefield during the Vietnam War, there was a batch of arms that didn't have time to be moved and were hidden in a cave."

"Big Brother, if you need them, I can make a trip to South Vietnam and slowly transport those arms back, so we won't be at the mercy of others in the future."

Tian Yangsheng said in a deep voice. The reason he hadn't told Chen Jiajun before was that Tian Yangsheng had harbored some selfish thoughts.

He knew this batch of arms was his capital for a comeback, but after working by Chen Jiajun's side for a while, Chen Jiajun had completely won him over.

"You know the exact location of this batch of arms?" Chen Jiajun looked astonished.

Tian Yangsheng nodded firmly: "Yes! I need half a year to transport them back to Hong Kong."

Chen Jiajun said without hesitation: "Just take me there; I have a way to transport them back to Hong Kong immediately. You go book the tickets right now, and I'll go to South Vietnam with you tomorrow."

Others might need half a year, but he didn't need that long because he had a Personal Space.

"Ring-ring!" Just as Chen Jiajun finished speaking, the phone rang.

Chen Jiajun answered: "Hello."

"It's Jiang Tianyang!" the other party said calmly.

"Boom!"

What Chen Jiajun hadn't expected was that before he could find Jiang Tianyang, the man had actually come looking for him first.

He leaned back against the leather seat and said: "Mr. Jiang, you didn't even give a heads-up before returning to Hong Kong, acting so mysterious."

"Let's come out and talk; I'm on Jinzhongdao." Jiang Tianyang was expressionless.

Jinzhongdao.

A small Bar opposite the Hong Kong Royal Police Headquarters.

After Chen Jiajun entered with Xing Shu, Jing Kun, Dumu, Tian Yangsheng, and the others, he saw only this scene: Jiang Tianyang was looking at him with a beaming smile.

Beside him stood the Tsim Sha Tsui Branch Zha FIT Ren, Taizi!

The Kwun Tong Branch Zha FIT Ren, Chen Dayu!

Shenxian Ke, Che Baoshan.

The Dragon Head of Sun Yee On, Si Yanlong, and the "Hatchet" of Sun Yee On, Chen Dayu!

What surprised Chen Jiajun the most was that there was one more person at the scene!

This person was none other than the Chief Superintendent of the Hong Kong Royal Police Anti-Triad Unit! Hu Zhuoren!

"No way? Even the number one man of the Anti-Triad Unit, Hu SIR, has been called here by you! Number one man, how are you!"

Chen Jiajun's gaze swept over Taizi and Chen Dayu; the two did not dare to meet his eyes. Everyone understood what this scene represented!

"Bastard! Traitor!" Jing Kun's eyes were blazing with fire.

"Hey, don't get excited. Don't you see that Hu SIR is also here?"

Chen Jiajun was all smiles, showing not a hint of anger.

"Ahem."

Hu Zhuoren picked up his coffee and said, "A Jun, I didn't come here tonight to take sides. I just want you all to settle things clearly. If you really want to fight, wait until I leave, then you can fight to your heart's content, and I will take you back to reflect later."

After speaking, Hu Zhuoren set down his coffee cup, pulled a shiny Point 38 from under his suit, and slammed it hard onto the table.

"Bang!"

The movement was not large.

But the sound was very loud.

"A Jun, please sit."

Jiang Tianyang made a polite gesture to sit with great composure.

Chen Jiajun sat down brazenly opposite Jiang Tianyang, stretched out two fingers, looked at Si Yanlong, and said, "Brother Long, aren't you with Sun Yee On? Why are you here too?"

"A Jun, I came here naturally because I don't want to see a conflict between the two of you."

Si Yanlong's face showed an embarrassed expression.

"Oh?"

"Hung Hing's family business, what does it have to do with you, Sun Yee On?"

"Of course, since you're here, you're here; it's good to have a witness."

Dumu took out a Cigar and placed it on Big Brother's fingers. Chen Jiajun lit the Cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked at Jiang Tianyang, saying, "Jiang Tianyang, what is your instruction?"

Jiang Tianyang said something shocking: "I want to open the coffin for an autopsy. I must communicate this matter with you to avoid any misunderstandings."

Opening the coffin for an autopsy—whose body was being examined? The answer was self-evident.

Chen Jiajun's expression did not change as he said, "You are Jiang Sheng's own younger brother; naturally, you have this right. Do as you please."

"Good!"

"Thank you for understanding!"

Jiang Tianyang slowly extended his finger and said, "I want to do a paternity test because my brother himself didn't even know he had an illegitimate son. This illegitimate son is standing right beside me now. He is! Che Baoshan!"

"What!"

"What kind of joke is this?"

"Huh?"

Everyone present looked in the direction his finger was pointing; he was pointing exactly at Che Baoshan.

Being watched by everyone, Che Baoshan felt his face go stiff. He said, "Brother Tianyang, don't joke. Didn't you say I didn't have a father?"

"Che Zai! Back then, I protected you, so I didn't reveal your true identity. Actually, your real name is Jiang Xiaobao! It is time for you to acknowledge your ancestors and return to the clan!"

Jiang Tianyang said in a deep voice. In fact, there was another piece of evidence regarding the authenticity that he did not mention, because this matter concerned the biggest scandal of the Jiang Family.

Because!

Che Baoshan's biological mother was Jiang Zhen's mistress. In other words, Che Baoshan was born to Jiang Tiansheng and Che Baoshan's grandmother...

To hide this scandal, Jiang Tianyang even did away with Che Wanying.

This time, Jiang Tianyang's reason for having Che Baoshan acknowledge his ancestors was simple: to inherit Jiang Tiansheng's legal estate.

Speaking to this point, Jiang Tianyang stood up and patted Che Baoshan's shoulder heavily: "Che Zai, actually I am your biological uncle! I'm sorry, as your uncle, I hid it from you for so long; it was truly a last resort."

"Brother Tianyang, you... didn't you tell me that I popped out of a crack in a rock?"

This matter was too sudden; Che Baoshan was completely bewildered.

"You are indeed Jiang Sheng's biological son. Both I and Brother Tianyang are clear about this matter."

Shenxian Ke spoke up. As Hung Hing's Second Route Marshal and Jiang Tianyang's closest brother, he naturally knew the inside story.

"How could a person pop out of a crack in a rock?"

Jiang Tianyang showed a smile, and then he said to Shenxian Ke, "That was your uncle lying to you. A Ke, you take Che Zai out to calm down first."

After the two left, Chen Jiajun said meaningfully, "Since you know he is Jiang Sheng's son, wouldn't the truth be revealed if you just had his mother come out to testify?"

On this point, Jiang Tianyang was indeed a man who valued loyalty and affection.

Chen Jiajun knew this well, and he also knew Che Baoshan's true identity.

Jiang Tianyang shook his head and said, "His mother is dead. This is the Jiang Family's private business; you don't need to worry about it. Once the test results come out, everything will be clear."

"I naturally won't interfere in your family business; I'm just afraid of some unidentified person impersonating Jiang Sheng's son."

Who is his mother? Do you want to say?

Is it inconvenient to say?

"Let me think, Jiang Tiansheng's former flames included Jing Ma from Shenshuishe, Fang Ting, and I heard there was another one, what was her name?"

"Oh, Che Baoshan's surname is Che, and old man Jiang Zhen's flame also had the surname..."

Chen Jiajun held up three fingers and counted slowly.

"Shut up!"

"This has nothing to do with you!"

Jiang Tianyang suddenly flew into a rage and shouted sternly.

"Wait, I remember now, Che Wanying, right? I heard she went to Siam with you, could it be?" Chen Jiajun's face showed a look of contemplation, then sudden realization.

"Fuck your mother, what kind of nonsense are you spouting here!"

Even with Jiang Tianyang's great self-restraint, he flew into a rage and slammed the table as he stood up.

In the room, Hu Zhuoren, Xing Shu, Jing Kun, Axe Jun, and Si Yanlong all wore expressions of astonishment; wasn't this just like saying "there is no silver buried here"?

Damn, this is a heaven-shaking secret!

Chen Jiajun took in everyone's expressions and said with a smile: "Why so agitated? Jiang Tiansheng is already dead."

"Enough!"

Jiang Tianyang's face was already twisted; he took a sip of coffee and quickly changed the subject: "Let's settle this matter this way! Besides, Taizi and Chen Dayu have already agreed to transfer to my side; here is twenty million."

After speaking, Jiang Tianyang took a check directly from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Taizi! You lied to me! When I called you today, you said you hadn't returned to Hong Kong yet!"

Xing Shu shouted in a deep voice. During the time after Jiang Tiansheng's death, Chen Jiajun had long since gained Xing Shu's approval, and in his view, the two men's actions were equivalent to betraying Hongxing!

"Taizi! Chen Dayu! Do you two dare to speak clearly in front of Ada!"

"Especially you, Taizi, I really couldn't tell you were a turncoat!"

Jing Kun also pointed at the two and shouted.

"Hey, don't say it so harshly. Our Hongxing Group is a legitimate company; people are free to come and go."

Regarding the decision of Taizi and Chen Dayu to transfer, Chen Jiajun did not feel much regret; he was not short of people, and since they had left Hongxing, wouldn't they just die by his hands later anyway?

It was just as well; it cleared up some space for Hongxing.

Hu Zhuoren coughed and said: "Ahem, neither side should be too agitated; let's talk this out clearly."

Taizi went to the bar to grab a bottle of liquor, walked in front of Chen Jiajun, and said in a deep voice: "Ada, I'm sorry!"

After speaking.

Taizi smashed the liquor bottle directly onto his own head, liquor spilling everywhere! Fresh blood trickled down: "What I owe you, I'll pay you back in the next life!"

"Good!"

"You're a real man!"

"From now on, our grudges are wiped clean; when we meet again, we are just friends, not brothers!"

"Get out!"

Chen Jiajun picked up the check and shouted sternly.

"Thank you!"

Taizi lowered his head to say thanks, then turned and walked out of the small bar.

"Ada..."

Chen Dayu saw Taizi's miserable state, but he did not have Taizi's courage.

"You get out too!" Chen Jiajun shouted coldly.

"Yes!" Chen Dayu hurriedly followed after Taizi.

After watching the two leave, Jiang Tianyang clapped his hands and said: "Dalao Jun is magnanimous enough; the matter is settled, goodbye!"

"Wait!"

Chen Jiajun spoke up to stop him: "There is still one account I haven't settled with you!"

Jiang Tianyang, having just lifted his butt, sat back down in his original seat: "Please speak!"

"How are you going to settle the few lives lost in my territory with me! Someone told me it was your handiwork!"

Chen Jiajun said straight to the point.

Jiang Tianyang immediately looked at Hu Zhuoren and said: "A Jun, speaking requires evidence. Hu SIR is also here; otherwise, I will sue you for slander!"

"Slander your mother, fuck your mother, you must give me an explanation today! Fuck you, you old bastard."

Chen Jiajun did not show any mercy at all and retorted with one sentence.

Jiang Tianyang sneered, looked straight at Chen Jiajun and said: "Oh? Since you put it that way, there is an account I need to settle with you too."

"I went to Stanley Prison to visit some old friends of mine, and they all said that before Apiao of Hongle died, he told them that my brother wasn't killed by him."

"You benefited the most from this; was it your doing!"

Chen Jiajun laughed out loud:

"Heh, it's like this, let me clarify: Jiang Tiansheng was indeed taken out by me!"

As soon as Chen Jiajun's voice fell, everyone present showed looks of shock and turned to look at him one after another.

Hu Zhuoren showed an expression of disbelief, as did Liao Zhizong.

Jiang Tianyang widened his eyes, supported himself on the bar with both hands, and leaned over to look at Chen Jiajun: "You! Say! That! Again!"

Chen Jiajun stood up and, looking down from above, puffed out a cloud of cigar smoke, blowing it into Jiang Tianyang's face.

"Fuck your mother, I said, Jiang Tiansheng was taken out by me!"

"How about that? I dare to act and take responsibility; does you, Jiang Tianyang, dare to act and take responsibility?"

"Don't dare?"

"You coward! You don't even have this bit of courage, yet you still want to snatch my position as Hongxing Dragon Head!"

"Go down and sell salted duck eggs!" Chen Jiajun laughed out loud once again.

(End of this chapter)