Chapter 314: 315. Chapter 315: Undercover La Jiang

315. Chapter 315: Undercover La Jiang

"Among my subordinates, you're the sharpest, kid. There's something I need you to do in a moment." La Jiang finished dressing and said to Su Xingbai, "Follow me, I'll tell you as we walk."

Soon, La Jiang brought Su Xingbai to the area controlled by Yiyong.

"This is?" Su Xingbai said with a look of surprise, "This is Yiyong's turf, right? Why are we here? Don't tell me you want to make a move on Taishan?"

La Jiang sneered and said, "That old bastard Taishan—it's not that easy to take him down. If brute force won't work, we'll use strategy. I'm going to buy goods from him in a moment. Once the deal is done, you hide under his men's truck, follow them to the warehouse, and then burn Taishan's warehouse to the ground."

"Ah?" Su Xingbai's eyes widened upon hearing this plan, "What about Taishan?"

La Jiang said indifferently, "You don't need to worry about that; I have my own ways to deal with Taishan. But be sharp, and be careful not to get caught, you hear?"

Su Xingbai nodded, "I understand, Brother La Jiang."

"I know you've been unhappy lately because you didn't get the status of a high-ranking member," La Jiang said, patting Su Xingbai on the shoulder. "But as long as you handle this well, I will definitely bring it up to Lie Ge."

After saying this, La Jiang got out of the car and walked toward the alley where fruit was sold.

Ever since Bo Hao was arrested and Lei Luo fled, Yiyong, once the number one gang in Chaozhou, had long since declined.

Not only could they not rank among the major societies in Hong Kong, but they also had to hide in corners like Sham Shui Po and Tsuen Wan to make a living.

This was a matter of foundation; after all, once Bo Hao was caught, Yiyong truly couldn't find anyone capable of carrying the banner.

Unlike the Sun Yee On, the Wo-group, or the 14K—those major gangs with deep foundations—they always had ups and downs, but no one could ever shake their roots.

Of course, there was one extremely special existence among them, and that was Hung Hing.

It's just that the current Hung Hing seems to no longer be on the same track as the other societies in Hong Kong.

Although the Hung Hing signboard is still there and Zhongyi Hall has not been dissolved,

the high-ranking members of Hung Hing have all turned to legitimate businesses.

For example, Da Fei is now running Hung Hing Entertainment quite successfully, spending his days in high-end venues with various celebrities.

Or take Jing Kun, whose construction business is booming; I heard he recently took on many large contracts, all in cooperation with Huo Yingnan's real estate company.

This has created a very strange phenomenon, as if Hung Hing has transcended the category of "triad members."

Returning to the topic of Yiyong, although they operate fruit stalls, that counts as a source of income.

But Datou doesn't rely on this legitimate income; instead, it's the laundry powder and Ketamine business hidden within the fruit stalls.

Therefore, most of Yiyong's territory consists of those street-side stalls.

When La Jiang walked over, Taishan's men immediately surrounded him, thinking this guy was here to smash the place.

"Taishan, such a grand welcome for me?" La Jiang pushed aside the two lackeys in front of him and said to Taishan, who was sitting in front of the fruit stall.

Taishan said coldly, "Your Yee Fung and our Yiyong have always kept to our own sides. Your people have been coming here to stir up trouble lately—what's the meaning of this?"

Taishan had also been very irritable lately; these bastards from Yee Fung acted like they had eaten expired Viagra, constantly coming to his turf to cause trouble.

Although both sides had their wins and losses, Taishan was still very annoyed.

La Jiang had already prepared his excuse and said with a smile, "I think you should have heard the wind by now—our Yee Fung's Weili was caught by the Police. Every brother is eyeing the laundry powder business he left behind. There's nothing else to it; we just want to show off, take down other turfs, and let the uncles carve up the meat."

Taishan mocked him mercilessly, "Hey, Weili learning to sell laundry powder—have you guys ever heard of such a thing?"

"No. We've never heard of it." Taishan's lackeys burst into laughter.

Taishan said disdainfully, "Getting yourself half-dead over laundry powder—isn't that too pathetic? It seems this piece of meat isn't very fatty. You actually ran here to my place to cause trouble; do you think I'm already dead?"

La Jiang smiled and said, "I might as well be honest with you. I have no interest in playing with these childish things; I want to raise my own banner. Do you have goods for me?"

Taishan sneered and said, "There are plenty of people outside looking for goods from me. The Hong Kong market is a blank slate right now; who do you think you are, La Jiang? You want me to give you goods, so I have to give them?"

"Let's talk. What will it take for you to sell me the goods?" La Jiang asked with a good-natured smile.

Taishan had his men bring over a durian, sneered at La Jiang, and said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. You split one durian with your hand, and I'll give you one kilogram of goods. Split a hundred, and I'll give you a hundred kilograms—how about that? What? Can't play, or are you too scared?"

La Jiang said indifferently, "You just want to vent your anger, don't you? Stop playing these boring games. I'll pay double the market price to get goods from you. You wouldn't turn your back on money, would you?"

As he spoke, La Jiang took out a bag filled with money and scattered a large stack of bills on the ground.

"Wow." Seeing the money all over the ground, not to mention Taishan's lackeys, even Taishan's face showed a look of delight.

He said to La Jiang, "I like it, and now I like you too. Two of you, go get the goods for him."

The two lackeys received the order, immediately got up, and went to the entrance of the alley to start a truck.

Clearly, the warehouse was not in this area.

It's just that these two lackeys didn't notice that someone had long been hiding under their truck.

Driving all the way to the warehouse, Su Xingbai, who was hiding under the truck, found an opportunity to slip into the warehouse and hide.

He then watched with his own eyes as the two lackeys took the goods from a narrow warehouse and left quickly.

After the two left, Su Xingbai came out, shook his head, and said, "That bastard La Jiang is quite capable. I just don't know how he'll deal with Taishan's side."

Su Xingbai shook his head, not intending to think too much about it, and proceeded to do as La Jiang had instructed.

He used wire and tweezers to pry open the warehouse lock and then poured gasoline inside.

He then lit a cigarette and flicked it toward the warehouse.

The sparks and gasoline collided, immediately igniting a raging fire that set the entire warehouse ablaze.

Su Xingbai took out his camera, recorded the scene before him, and immediately left the scene.

He didn't want to get cornered by Yiyong's people later.

On the other side, after receiving the news from Su Xingbai, La Jiang picked up the goods and prepared to leave.

But just at this moment, a large number of Police suddenly appeared from all directions and took everyone into custody.

"Taishan, you..." La Jiang's acting was astonishing; he looked at Taishan with a mix of surprise and anger.

And Taishan, facing the scene before him, was also at a loss.

This fire was equivalent to burning away the advantage Yiyong had worked so hard to gain.

Now Yiyong, which had been dominating the market, was back to the same level as everyone else.

But what no one expected was that La Jiang had one more wild move: reporting himself to the Police to get himself arrested.

Hearing that La Jiang had been arrested, Su Xingbai immediately sent the video recording to Chen Jiajun.

"So you're saying, La Jiang reported himself to the police to get arrested?" Chen Jiajun looked at Ya Qi with a somewhat strange expression.

Ya Qi nodded: "Although I don't know why he did this, according to the news we received, this guy was indeed taken into the Police Station."

"If he is sentenced according to the way Taishan was, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out for quite a few years."

Chen Jiajun tapped his fingers on the table and then said indifferently: "There must be something we don't know; continue to send people to keep an eye on him."

"Understood, Boss. But what about Su Xingbai's side?" Ya Qi asked with some hesitation.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "Tell him to stay calm. With the personality of someone like La Jiang, he would absolutely not let himself fall into such a dangerous spot. I suspect he likely has some backup plan, so tell him it's best to hold his position."

On the other side, inside the Sham Shui Po Police Station.

Taishan and the others were all detained separately, and the Police Constables began to take their statements.

But La Jiang alone was yawning out of boredom with his hands cuffed in front of the interrogation table.

He seemed not to be worried about his situation at all.

A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing glasses pushed the door open and walked in.

La Jiang immediately shouted exaggeratedly: "Sir, I just happened to pass by there and went in to take a leak. It's not against the law to use the restroom, right? Hurry up and let me go."

As he spoke, La Jiang even held up his handcuffed hands toward the man.

The middle-aged man smiled and directly turned off the video recorder inside the Interrogation Room.

Then he took out a key to unlock La Jiang's handcuffs himself and said indifferently: "Your acting is too exaggerated."

La Jiang immediately revealed a smile and said: "No need to be so harsh on me, Gong Sir. I've been sent by you to be an Undercover in Yi Feng for so many years without ever being discovered; that proves my acting is professional-grade."

This sentence sounds simple, but it is estimated that no one would have thought of it.

One of the candidates for the next leader of Yi Feng, the most capable Hall Master in all of Yi Feng, was actually an Undercover sent by the Police.

And he was the head of the Criminal Intelligence Bureau, a direct subordinate of Gong Jiapei.

Gong Jiapei smiled and said: "Taishan was caught red-handed this time, and the Police have already begun to formally prosecute him."

"Seizing so much Ketamine, he will be sentenced for many years," La Jiang said with a relaxed face.

Gong Jiapei frowned and said: "But at the same time, Taishan's warehouse was also burned down. Don't tell me this has nothing to do with you."

La Jiang smiled and said: "Even if I say it has nothing to do with me, you wouldn't believe it anyway."

Gong Jiapei said seriously: "Why didn't you report it to me? Since you knew where the warehouse was, as long as you told me, I would have sent the Narcotics Bureau to raid it. Why take action on your own?"

La Jiang clearly had his excuse ready long ago and said with a serious face: "Actually, Taishan is just a small fry; the real big shark is Mo Yilie. I don't know what method he used from Thailand, but he got another five tons of Ketamine, aiming to monopolize the Ketamine market in Hong Kong."

"He kept this matter very tight; no one in the society knows when he bought the goods, let alone whether his shipment has arrived in Hong Kong."

"I wanted to use this matter with Taishan to perform a meritorious service and climb up, so I would have the chance to get close to him and extract information from him."

La Jiang spoke as if it were true, and the content was nine parts true and one part false, so even Gong Jiapei could not tell if there was a problem with La Jiang's words.

He could only sigh and say: "Mo Yilie is truly an old fox. While we were cracking down on his stables, he went abroad to sell Ketamine. You continue to stay by his side; report to me immediately if there is any situation."

"Alright, I understand," La Jiang said as he prepared to stand up.

"By the way, I don't want the Taishan incident to repeat itself, do you understand?" However, Gong Jiapei still gave him a warning: "Forgot to remind you, no matter how good your acting is, the underworld is just your stage, not your real life."

"OK, I know," La Jiang said quite perfunctorily.

Having been a Police Constable for so many years, he now could no longer distinguish what his identity was.

He used both identities with ease, as if he were born to do this line of work.

He used the Police's power to help himself strike at Mo Weili, a deadly rival who had always been at odds with him, and then used the Police's power to help himself get rid of the very tough Taishan.

Now that he had cleared away all his obstacles, if everything went as expected, there was a high probability that he would be the leader of Yi Feng in the next election.

When that time comes, what should he do about his identities as an Undercover and a society boss?

"No wonder the Boss told me to hold my position; I didn't expect La Jiang to get out of the Police Station so quickly." Su Xingbai was very surprised to see La Jiang walking out of the Police Station with a swagger.

However, he did not show it, but walked up and called out "Brother La Jiang."

Su Xingbai had also put in quite a bit of effort for today's events, so La Jiang specifically praised him in front of his underlings.

And he also knew that Su Xingbai's status as a subordinate could no longer be suppressed.

If he kept going like this, the other party might develop ulterior motives.

He had witnessed how this sinister kid Su Xingbai had finished off Mo Weili, and he didn't want to end up like that unlucky guy Mo Weili, being backstabbed for no reason.

However, La Jiang was also very careful; even though he would promote Su Xingbai's status, he would not give him any underlings.

What La Jiang wanted was an obedient and clever subordinate, not to cultivate a competitor for himself.

"Well done, follow me and make money in the future," La Jiang said to Su Xingbai with a smile: "Let's go for a late-night snack together."

"Brother La Jiang is the best," a group of underlings said very excitedly.

Although outsiders thought it was the Police who raided Taishan, these underlings and the people inside Yi Feng all knew that this must have been done by La Jiang.

Then, according to what the leader said, La Jiang would manage the Ketamine in the future.

This also meant that they, as underlings, would all be able to make a fortune from this industry.

For the low-level gangsters, this was already a huge piece of good news.

The next day, on Mo Yilie's yacht.

Mo Yilie specifically called both La Jiang and Su Xingbai over.

La Jiang handed the video of the burning of Taishan's warehouse to Mo Yilie, which immediately made Mo Yilie look very happy.

He even couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Brilliant, brilliant," Mo Yilie praised incessantly: "When they were fighting until they were bloody, you, La Jiang, only used a little bit of money to make Taishan sell goods to you, and then took the opportunity to find their big warehouse. While letting Mike set the fire, you called the Police. Wiping out Taishan in one go, brilliant."

La Jiang said modestly: "I was just taking a gamble."

"You did it very cleverly too," Mo Yilie said with a smile: "Do you know? Even the people from Yi Yong thought it was Taishan who was unlucky; no one suspected you at all. This move is truly amazing."

However, speaking of this, Mo Yilie raised his own question: "By the way, you were also on the scene at the time; how did you escape from the hands of the Police?"

It is no wonder that Mo Yilie would be suspicious; the Hong Kong Police have always strictly cracked down on businesses involving things like Laundry Powder.

As long as one gets involved even a little, they will bite on and never let go. (End of this chapter)