Chapter 263: The Dogs in the Kennel Are Hungry

Late at night, inside a luxury suite at the Peninsula Hotel.

Cole took a comfortable bath; although his position as an investment banking executive was temporarily suspended, he had ways to resolve it as long as he got out.

As for the media, Cole had already entrusted his connections to handle it.

The most important thing was to find the person who framed him.

"Any news yet?" Cole said coldly to Du Qi on the other end of the computer.

Du Qi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I've already sent people to follow that woman; there should be results very soon."

"Be quick," Cole said coldly: "Also, after you get the information, slash that woman's face twice for me."

Du Qi nodded hurriedly: "Understood, Mr. Cole."

"Hmm, that's all. Notify me immediately if there is any news. You have already made one mistake; I don't want a second one," Cole said coldly.

Although he said this, in his heart, he had already sentenced Du Qi to death.

Just as he was thinking this, Cole suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Turning his head to look, he discovered that the suite's window had been opened at some point.

Just as he intended to go over and close the window, that chill suddenly shifted directly from his back to his neck.

Cole looked down and discovered a cold, gleaming Long Knife pressed against his neck.

Before he could react, he saw a fist the size of a sandbag constantly enlarging before his eyes.

After finishing off Cole, Lao Yu opened the suite door, knocked down the two bodyguards at the entrance, and dragged them into the suite.

Then, he changed into a bodyguard's clothes and stuffed Cole into a suitcase.

Whistling, he carried the suitcase and swaggered out of the hotel via the elevator; not a single person noticed.

On the other side, Guan Shanhai also made a move against Zunni Wang.

Don't look at how Guan Shanhai was schemed against by Zunni Wang before, seemingly without any ability to fight back.

But as a veteran arms dealer, his influence was not something a young punk like Zunni Wang could imagine.

Zunni Wang had more than one Warehouse; Mingxin Hospital was the largest one, but that only caused him to lose a batch of goods.

Therefore, Guan Shanhai prepared to drive Zunni Wang to a dead end and uproot this traitor.

At this moment, in Zunni Wang's lair, a group of people looked disheveled.

Not only did they fail to rescue the arms from Mingxin Hospital, but they also made the front-page headlines.

And he himself had become a wanted criminal by the Hong Kong Police.

"Damn it, why did it turn out like this?" Zunni Wang was throwing a tantrum in the Restaurant, constantly smashing everything he could get his hands on.

It was supposed to be a sure thing, and he could have taken down Guan Shanhai to become the arms king of Hong Kong.

He didn't expect that just one small mistake would lead to a total loss, which left Zunni Wang feeling extremely unwilling.

He had long been investigating the people who rescued Guan Shanhai.

Unfortunately, this group of people seemed to have appeared out of thin air; he couldn't find a single piece of information.

At this time, the door to the Restaurant was pushed open, and one of Zunni Wang's subordinates ran in in a panic.

"Boss... Boss, it's not good," the underling said to Zunni Wang with a panicked face.

Zunni Wang said with dissatisfaction: "What are you panicking about? What happened?"

Zunni Wang was now in a bit of a "let it rot" state; anyway, he had already suffered heavy losses and was wanted by the Hong Kong Police, could the situation get any worse than it was now?

But the fact was, it could get worse.

As the old man who brought Zunni Wang into the business, Guan Shanhai knew quite a lot about Zunni Wang.

He had even investigated several of Zunni Wang's secret warehouses long ago.

The underling caught his breath and said to Zunni Wang: "Boss, several of our secret warehouses have also been raided."

Zunni Wang's eyes widened instantly, and with the posture of a beast ready to devour someone, he grabbed the underling's collar and roared: "What the hell did you say?"

The underling was also frightened by Zunni Wang, but he still answered honestly: "Our warehouses in Yuen Long, the New Territories, and Wanchai have all been raided. The arms were hauled away, but some of our men have already followed the other party."

"Damn it, so ruthless," Zunni Wang gritted his teeth and said: "This is preparing to drive me to a dead end."

"What do we do now, Boss?" Zunni Wang's trusted subordinate Zhang Mao asked with a frown.

Zunni Wang slapped the table and said viciously: "Why talk so much? Everyone grab your gear and follow me. Even if I die, I'm going to knock out one of his teeth."

Zunni Wang knew very well that if these secret warehouses of his were all raided, that would cut off his retreat.

Even if he didn't fight now, what awaited him was a slow death.

Fortunately, this group of trusted subordinates under him were all very loyal, of course, except for Alang.

Watching Zunni Wang being forced into a dead end step by step, this was something Alang hadn't expected.

He originally thought Guan Shanhai was in his twilight years and that following Zunni Wang would yield more clues, but now it seemed that ginger is still spicier when it's old.

Therefore, Alang prepared to contact his superior to deal a fatal blow to Zunni Wang.

Perhaps he could even kill two birds with one stone and catch Guan Shanhai's arms group as well.

Thus, Alang used the excuse of helping Zunni Wang prepare the car to immediately dial his superior's number and briefly explain the situation.

Afterward, he grabbed his gear, got into the car with Zunni Wang, and chased after the group that had ransacked his warehouses.

Soon, the few of them arrived at an abandoned auto repair shop in Yuen Long, and the underling who had been tracking the arms thieves immediately approached them.

"What's the situation inside?" Zunni Wang asked with cold eyes.

The underling immediately said: "About twenty-some people; they haven't come out since they went in."

Zunni Wang looked at the subordinates he brought and felt they had the strength to put up a fight.

So he said coldly: "Get your gear ready. As soon as I give the order, charge straight in. Shoot anyone who resists to death."

"Understood, Boss," the subordinates nodded.

After observing for a moment and finding no movement from the abandoned repair shop, Zunni Wang led his men and charged in.

However, after entering, Zunni Wang was completely dumbfounded.

There was not a single person in the repair shop, only the arms that had been stolen.

"What is going on here?" Zunni Wang frowned and said to the subordinates who had followed him.

The subordinates who had followed were also looking confused: "This... I don't know what's going on either."

Zunni Wang said irritably: "Forget it, take all the goods away first."

As he spoke, he directed his subordinates to load the arms inside the abandoned repair shop onto the vehicles.

But just at this moment, a voice suddenly came: "Zunni Wang, you had better not leave; stay here."

Zunni Wang was startled, and immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

He discovered that Guan Shanhai had already brought men here to wait.

"You old bastard, it's you playing tricks." Zunni Wang was instantly furious.

"Of course it is me." The smile on Guan Shanhai's face suddenly turned cold: "I regret that I didn't do this several years earlier."

As Guan Shanhai's voice fell, dozens of gunmen emerged directly.

They surrounded Zunni Wang and his party inside the repair shop so tightly that not even water could trickle through.

Moreover, anyone who dared to reach out to grab a gun would be instantly shot to death in a hail of bullets.

This resulted in Zunni Wang's other subordinates only being able to hold their heads with both hands, not daring to act rashly again.

Zunni Wang was about to pop his eyeballs out, but at this moment, there was nothing he could do.

Guan Shanhai said with some sadness: "Zunni, do you know, among so many juniors, I thought the most highly of you, and even planned to hand over my business to you after I retired."

Zunni Wang clearly did not believe it, and said viciously: "Old thing, stop the nonsense, you would hand your business over to me?"

Guan Shanhai said with a serious face: "Do I have any need to lie to you now? It's just that I didn't expect your ambition to be so great, and for you to be so harsh to your brothers; that was the moment I changed my mind."

"Why say so much, if you want to kill, then kill, if you want to carve, then carve." Zunni Wang clearly did not want to listen anymore.

A person like him never felt that he had done anything wrong.

Betraying Guan Shanhai's team was not wrong, and using Alang to attack Guan Shanhai was also not wrong.

Guan Shanhai laughed at himself: "That's true, when a person gets old, they do talk a bit too much. The rest of the matter will be left to you police, Alang."

"What?" Zunni Wang looked at Alang beside him in disbelief.

Alang also appeared somewhat surprised; he had not expected that Guan Shanhai had long since seen through that he was an undercover for the police.

So, he simply stopped pretending and aimed his gun directly at Zunni Wang.

"Traitor." Zunni Wang said through gritted teeth.

Alang said indifferently: "I was never your man, so where does the talk of a traitor come from? I have always been a cop."

Afterward, Alang looked at Guan Shanhai and said: "Uncle Hai, when did you know I was a cop?"

Guan Shanhai smiled and said: "Of course I knew from the very beginning."

"Then why did you still keep me by your side?" Alang said with some confusion.

Guan Shanhai smiled and said: "If I didn't keep you by my side, what would happen if the police sent someone else over? Alright, the matter is finished, catching Zunni Wang is enough for you to get a promotion and a raise."

While speaking, the sound of police sirens had already rung out in the distance.

Guan Shanhai smiled and waved his hand, then left directly with his subordinates.

The Chairman's office of Guojun Group.

Guan Shanhai walked in with his subordinates.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Uncle Hai, has your revenge been avenged?"

Guan Shanhai smiled and said: "Zunni Wang should have already been arrested by the police by now."

"Oh? You didn't kill that turncoat?" Chen Jiajun appeared somewhat surprised.

Guan Shanhai shook his head: "I'm old, and I haven't wanted to engage in this kind of killing for a long time. If it weren't for the matter with Zunni Wang, I probably would have washed my hands of it by now."

"Why did you think of retiring?" Chen Jiajun said with some surprise.

Guan Shanhai smiled and said: "This was a plan I had made long ago; I came here today because I wanted to ask if you are willing to take over the businesses under my command."

Chen Jiajun said with some surprise: "What about your own brothers?"

Guan Shanhai shook his head and said: "I know the people I brought up myself; these boys can fight and kill, but not one of them is suitable for doing business. Handing it over to them would cause trouble."

Chen Jiajun pondered for a moment; Guan Shanhai's business was indeed very tempting.

But he had already gone clean and did not want to get involved.

After a moment of silence, Chen Jiajun said to Guan Shanhai: "My status is not suitable for taking over this business."

Guan Shanhai then remembered that Chen Jiajun had long since retired from the underworld: "That's true, it was my lack of consideration."

"However, I can introduce someone to you." Chen Jiajun suddenly spoke up.

Chen Jiajun did not want to let others benefit from such a good thing.

Furthermore, it would not be a good thing for Guan Shanhai's arms business to be handed over to someone else.

If the other party ended up getting together with an organization like the Ether Society, Chen Jiajun would have an even bigger headache.

So he thought of his good brother A Jie.

With A Jie's character, it should be relatively easy to gain Guan Shanhai's approval.

Even if A Jie had no relationship with Guan Shanhai, he could just have him acknowledge Guan Shanhai as his Godfather at that time.

However, this kind of thing still had to be told to him in person.

Guan Shanhai did not mind; in any case, he was prepared to put down the business in his hands, it didn't matter who he gave it to.

Giving it to Chen Jiajun would also allow for a bond of goodwill, and it wouldn't be an excessive request to have Chen Jiajun help look after his boys at that time.

So Guan Shanhai said directly: "As long as it is someone recommended by you, A Jun, there is no problem."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Then I will thank you in advance."

After Guan Shanhai exchanged a few polite pleasantries with a smile, he left with his men.

Once Guan Shanhai had left, Chen Jiajun dialed A Jie's number.

"Yo, isn't this Sir Chen? What brings a big shot like you to call me?" A Jie said with a laugh.

Chen Jiajun said irritably, "Keep being Yin Yang and I'll kill you, you punk. Cut the small talk, you know Guan Shanhai, right?"

"Who in Hong Kong's arms trade doesn't know the old man?" A Jie said with a laugh, "If he didn't provide the food, all these arms dealers in Hong Kong would starve to death."

"Uncle Hai is planning to retire recently," Chen Jiajun said indifferently, "He said he wants to hand over the arms business in his hands to me, and I wanted to ask if you have any interest."

"What? Wait, what the hell did you say?" A Jie became excited at once, "I didn't hear that wrong, did I?"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Your ears aren't broken. If you're interested, I'll recommend you to Uncle Hai in a couple of days."

"Of course I'm interested," A Jie said quite excitedly.

"Alright then, the Peninsula Hotel in three days," Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "A word of advice: Uncle Hai has no descendants. If you can manage to become his godson, it'll be a sure thing."

After settling A Jie's matter, Chen Jiajun had his driver take him to the Hong Xing dog farm.

This was an industry almost every society in Hong Kong possessed.

For one, dog meat is an illegal industry in Hong Kong, but there are many people who like to eat it, forming an industrial chain.

For another, the dog farm can handle some relatively secretive matters, such as... disposing of corpses or something.

After Lao Yu knocked Cole unconscious, he dragged him straight into the dog farm.

Regarding the Ether Society, Chen Jiajun still had many things he wanted to understand.

That was why he specifically spared his life.

And by this time, Cole had already woken up, though he was already so scared he couldn't speak.

Opening his eyes to find his neck locked in a kennel, with several large, menacing wolfhounds staring at him, was something hard for any person to accept.

Seeing Chen Jiajun arrive, Lao Yu put down the poker cards in his hand and said to Chen Jiajun, "That guy inside is scared out of his wits; it shouldn't be a problem to squeeze some information out of him now."

Chen Jiajun patted Lao Yu on the shoulder, and then the two walked into the kennel together.

At this moment, Cole was curled up in the corner, shivering.

He didn't even notice that Lao Yu and Chen Jiajun had walked in.

Lao Yu very considerately chased all the dogs out of the kennel, then dragged him up: "Stop shaking, our Boss has questions to ask you."

Only then did Cole react, but upon seeing Chen Jiajun, he appeared extremely agitated: "So it was you! That honey trap was also set up by you, wasn't it?"

Chen Jiajun smiled faintly: "Pretty smart, reacting so quickly."

"You, you... Chen Jiajun, what do you want? I don't think I've ever offended you, have I?" Cole said to Chen Jiajun with a panicked face, "Why did you drag me here?"

Chen Jiajun sneered: "You're already here, and you're still going to play dumb with me? Here's a hint: Ether Society."

A look of defeat immediately appeared on Cole's face: "So you already knew."

"Know what? That your Ether Society is deeply tied to the CIA? Or that you Ether Society members have been hiding in Hong Kong for so long?" Chen Jiajun said with a look of disdain, "You really thought you were that clever, didn't you? Since I dared to wipe out the CIA's contact point, how could I let you Ether Society guys off?"

Hearing the murderous intent in Chen Jiajun's tone, Cole hurriedly said, "Don't kill me, I'm still useful."

"Oh? Is that so? Then tell me, who else does your Ether Society have in Asia?" Chen Jiajun sat down, crossed his legs, and put on an appearance of listening intently.

Cole was, after all, a man who feared death, so he spilled everything he knew.

This included the hidden forces of the Hong Kong Ether Society and some important figures.

However, Chen Jiajun was not satisfied with these things; these superficial details could always be found if he was willing to investigate, and there was no need to go through such great trouble to kidnap him for questioning.

"You think I couldn't find out this nonsense you're spouting?" Chen Jiajun impatiently interrupted Cole and said coldly, "I advise you not to hold onto any delusions; after all, the dogs in my dog farm are already hungry."

Seeing the meat grinder nearby and those baring-fanged wolfhounds, Cole's psychological defenses were broken on the spot.

"There are four people in charge of the Asian side. Besides me, there is Thompson, Danny, and Joshua. I only know their names and the scope of their responsibilities; I really don't know anything more," Cole said loudly.

He wasn't lying about this; the Ether Society kept the identity information of every member very well protected.

They didn't even know what the others were doing.

Therefore, catching just one person was actually of no use.

Chen Jiajun stared at Cole for a while, then said to Lao Yu on the side, "Go and have Bai Lu come over."

Lao Yu was stunned for a moment, then said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, you don't mean to have Bai Lu control this guy, do you? This guy doesn't seem to have any use."

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "A person's value is diverse. Although this guy isn't as capable in both civil and military affairs as He Guorong, he can still serve as a sleeper agent."

Lao Yu immediately understood what Chen Jiajun meant; he wanted to plant an undercover agent in the Ether Society.

So he nodded and contacted Bai Lu.

Soon, the hot-bodied Bai Lu arrived at the dog farm, though she was chewing gum like a little hoodlum.

Looking at Cole, who was like a pile of mush, Bai Lu said to Lao Yu, "Is this the guy?"

Lao Yu nodded.

Bai Lu walked in front of him and lightly tapped her slender finger on his forehead.

Then Cole's eyes rolled back, showing only the whites, which looked quite frightening.

A moment later, Cole's body suddenly spasmed as if he were having a seizure, twitching uncontrollably.

Subsequently, the guy's body arched in a bizarre ninety-degree angle before slamming hard into the ground, the veins on his forehead bulging out.

Bai Lu sighed and said, "Failed. This guy's willpower is too weak; he couldn't even hold on for two tries."

Lao Yu checked Cole's breathing and shook his head at Chen Jiajun: "It seems he's not breathing anymore. Should we call a doctor?"

Before Chen Jiajun could speak, Bai Lu waved her hand and said, "No need, just feed him to the dogs. His brain has been fried by me."

Hearing Bai Lu's words, the two were speechless for a moment.

It seemed that controlling a person's mind was not as easy as imagined.

However, Chen Jiajun thought about it and felt this limitation made sense; otherwise, he would have already captured the new Governor, Youde, and he would truly be the "Hong Kong King" in name and deed.

(End of chapter)