Chapter 315: 316. The Corleone Family

316. Chapter 316: The Corleone Family

Regarding this issue, La Jiang had long since prepared, smiling as he said, "I have nothing on me. I didn't even touch that ketamine with my hands. I just said I happened to come by to borrow the restroom; even the cops can't do anything to me. You know, the police can hold me for forty-eight hours at most."

Subsequently, Mo Yilie turned his gaze to Su Xingbai, who was beside him, and said, "And you, Mike. Usually, I see you quiet and unassuming, but I didn't expect you to be so daring when it comes to doing things."

Su Xingbai smiled and said, "It was Brother La Jiang who gave me the opportunity to prove myself."

"You've become shrewd. You know how to be humble now," Mo Yilie said with a smile.

As the sitting head of the triad, he naturally knew why Su Xingbai had changed from being Mo Weili's subordinate to following La Jiang.

Mo Yilie had even suspected that Mo Weili's leg was crippled by Su Xingbai.

But it didn't matter anymore; Mo Weili was paralyzed in bed and unable to move, and Mo Yilie couldn't possibly take action against a subordinate who had performed meritorious service just because of a little suspicion, so he could only let the matter drop.

Moreover, Mo Yilie's subsequent series of plans still required Su Xingbai's cooperation.

Just as the three were laughing and talking, Mo Yilie's phone suddenly rang, and a woman's voice came from inside: "Lie Ge, it has arrived."

Mo Yilie immediately took the two of them and stood up, arriving at the yacht's deck.

After looking through binoculars for a while, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

La Jiang took the opportunity to ask, "Lie Ge, what is making you so happy?"

"The ketamine I wanted has already been delivered to Hong Kong. Look," Mo Yilie said, pointing at the cargo ship in the distance.

The two looked closely and indeed discovered a cargo ship heading toward the pier.

Mo Yilie said to the two, "I said when I held the meeting before that whoever could help me handle Taishan, I would let that person be in charge of this batch of goods."

As he spoke, Mo Yilie put his arm around La Jiang and said, "La Jiang, from now on, you will carry the banner."

La Jiang immediately laughed and said confidently, "Thank you, Lie Ge."

But the matter was not over yet; Mo Yilie pulled Su Xingbai over and said, "Mike, you did a good job too. From now on, all of Weili's subordinates and territory will be managed by you."

Hearing this, the smile that had covered La Jiang's face immediately froze.

Su Xingbai also did not expect that Mo Yilie would actually do this.

To counter the increasingly powerful La Jiang, he had actually promoted him to the position of Hall Master, taking over Mo Weili's territory.

And he did it right in front of La Jiang, which made Su Xingbai feel distressed.

"Just as Mr. Chen said, I am merely a tool," Su Xingbai thought silently to himself.

Mo Yilie paid no attention to the expressions on their faces, instead smiling and saying, "From now on, you two are on equal footing. Manage the ketamine market well for me. Hahaha."

The smile on La Jiang's face was very forced, and a hint of viciousness appeared in his eyes.

As for Su Xingbai, he could only smile bitterly; clearly, this promotion was not a good thing for him at this moment.

However, since Mo Yilie had said it in public, he could not refuse.

Even if it meant falling out with La Jiang, he had to accept this task.

After all, this matter was a task given to him by Chen Jiajun.

After getting off the boat, La Jiang did not invite him to leave together, but instead got into his underling's car in a fit of rage.

Su Xingbai had no choice but to hail a taxi to head to the headquarters of Guojun Group.

However, when Su Xingbai arrived at Chen Jiajun's office, he found that this Big Boss was on the phone, and his brows were locked in a frown.

Su Xingbai knocked on the door, but Chen Jiajun only gestured for him to sit on the side, then said into the phone, "Jiahui, if you don't explain clearly, how can I help you?"

Early in the morning, Chen Jiajun had received a call from home; Guan Jiahui had been crying and sobbing without saying a single complete sentence, which gave Chen Jiajun a massive headache.

After finally comforting his woman, Guan Jiahui was only then able to tell the truth.

Her younger brother had borrowed a large amount of usury while gambling in Macau, and now he was being held in Macau.

He heard that if they didn't bring money to redeem him within three days, they would sink Guan Jiahui's brother into the sea.

Chen Jiajun still had some impression of Guan Jiahui's brother; in his eyes, the kid wasn't the type to like gambling, so why was he suddenly caught by people in Macau?

"I know. I will handle this matter. I will go to Macau in person tonight," Chen Jiajun nodded and said.

Hearing Chen Jiajun say this, Guan Jiahui finally felt at ease.

Because in her heart, there was almost nothing her man, Chen Jiajun, could not do.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun rubbed his brow and said to the Secretary, "Cancel all my plans for tonight. Book me a flight; I'm going to Macau."

"Understood, Boss." The Secretary nodded, then turned and left.

After the Secretary left, Chen Jiajun said to Su Xingbai, "In such a rush to find me, I assume you've already made contact with Mo Yilie's core business?"

Su Xingbai gave a bitter smile and said, "I have indeed made contact. Mo Yilie's goods have already been shipped to Hong Kong, and he plans to split this business between La Jiang and me."

"Oh?" Chen Jiajun widened his eyes and said, "This Mo Yilie has the makings of an overlord. Even while suspecting that his cousin might have been set up by you, he still dares to promote you?"

Su Xingbai said helplessly, "Not only that, I am now one of the Hall Masters of Yifeng. All of Mo Weili's territory and subordinates have been handed over to me."

"Tsk tsk," Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "This is fanning the flames, making you and La Jiang fight internally."

"I am clearly no match for La Jiang." Su Xingbai was very self-aware; he had no deep foundation within Yifeng, and even though he had performed meritorious service recently, he had no prestige.

Let alone the other underlings in Yifeng, even if Mo Yilie said with his own mouth that he was handing Mo Weili's territory to him to manage, those hoodlums might not necessarily listen to him.

So Su Xingbai said to Chen Jiajun, "That's why I want to lie low and hand all of Mo Weili's territory over to La Jiang."

"Hmm?" Hearing Su Xingbai's words, Chen Jiajun couldn't help but laugh, "A smart person is a smart person. This way, you can indeed keep La Jiang from dealing with you for the time being. But what about Mo Yilie's task? He gave the ketamine to you two, naturally wanting you to sell it, right?"

Su Xingbai said calmly, "I already have an idea for this, but I need to see someone first."

"Since you choose to lie low, I'm not in a rush." Chen Jiajun nodded, effectively agreeing to Su Xingbai's plan, but Chen Jiajun still warned him, "However, I need to know Mo Yilie's supply channel, and fast."

"Rest assured, I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly," Su Xingbai pondered for a moment and said, "Mo Yilie definitely won't do this himself; he must have found someone to help him. I think we can start with this person."

"Handle it as you see fit," Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "You can manage these small matters yourself. Just like before, if there's anything, go directly to Ya Qi."

"I understand, Boss." Su Xingbai nodded and left Chen Jiajun's office directly.

After Su Xingbai left, Chen Jiajun booked a flight and headed straight for Macau.

After Hong Xing had defeated the Number Gang, their influence in Macau was already the sole dominant force.

However, because the manager Lao E was transferred away, the various forces in Macau began to stir one after another.

After all, such a large cake as Macau had been eaten entirely by Hung Hing, so there were certainly those who were unhappy.

Especially the Shuifang, who were indeed very unwilling to accept this.

Before Hung Hing arrived, the Wo Shing Wo, Shuifang, Tai Kuen, and others were all on equal footing.

Although both sides had some minor conflicts, this did not affect the status of the Shuifang.

But ever since Hung Hing came to Macau to plant their flag, and after they used extremely powerful force to crush the Wo Shing Wo and then carried out a round of bloody Great Purge, every gang in all of Macau was naturally a head shorter than Hung Hing.

Even if these few gangs had many grievances, they could only shut their mouths and endure it.

However, this did not mean that these people were convinced. After underworld big bosses like Shuifang Lai, Mo Dingping, and Bengyaju were taken out by Chen Jiajun, there would naturally be others to take their places.

Which of these people who could rise to the top was willing to live under others?

Especially regarding the big cake of the casinos?

Even if they dared not come at him head-on, they still dared to play some tricks.

For example, this matter was someone secretly causing trouble underground.

The relationship between Chen Jiajun and Guan Jiahui was no secret; it was quite simple to find out about this connection.

They dared not touch the people around Chen Jiajun, but touching the younger brother of Chen Jiajun's woman was no problem.

Moreover, these guys did it very cleverly; they played a trick of diverting the disaster.

They let Guan Jiahui's younger brother, Guan Shihua, provoke the Italian Mafia.

By the time Chen Jiajun rushed to Macau, it was already late at night.

At this hour, he did not want to disturb He Xin over such a small matter, so he went directly to the Aopu Hotel.

Knowing the Boss was coming, Gao Jin came personally to meet Chen Jiajun.

"A-Jin, long time no see. You've become more and more masculine, you guy," Chen Jiajun teased Gao Jin.

Gao Jin said with a helpless expression: "You are the most carefree Boss I have ever met. You threw such a huge business in Macau to me for such a long time without even asking a single question? Aren't you afraid I'll take your money and run?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "If you had your eyes on this little bit of money, you wouldn't be called Gao Jin."

"You really think highly of me," Gao Jin said helplessly.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said: "Let's not talk about these boring things. How is the situation in Macau recently?"

Gao Jin shook his head and said: "Not great. Many forces are stirring. Perhaps it has to do with you transferring that Lao E away. To be honest, I have no problem handling matters related to gambling techniques, but these underworld affairs..."

Chen Jiajun could understand what Gao Jin meant; doing this was indeed a bit of a tall order.

After all, Gao Jin was only a master of the Thousand Sect, although he could barely be considered an underworld figure.

But he could not compare to the professionals. For instance, if any Zha FIT Ren under Chen Jiajun were to handle these stirring forces, they would have long since dragged these guys who were sticking their heads out and taught them a lesson.

Chen Jiajun sighed and said: "It was indeed my lack of consideration before. How about this: after a while, I will find someone to take over your position, and you just help me manage the casino business."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Gao Jin could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After the two chatted for a while, Gao Jin got up to take his leave.

After Gao Jin left, Chen Jiajun called over the people from the Information Department stationed in Hong Kong.

"Did you receive any news? In whose hands is Jiahui's younger brother now?" Chen Jiajun rubbed his brow and asked.

The small leader of the Information Organization nodded and said: "It has been clarified. The sister-in-law's younger brother is now in the hands of the Italian Mafia. As for why he provoked the Mafia, we are still investigating."

"The Mafia? Why would he get involved with these Italians?" Chen Jiajun frowned and said: "Which family of the Mafia is it?"

"It seems to be people from the Corleone Family," the small leader recalled, then said to Chen Jiajun.

"The Corleone Family?" Chen Jiajun could not help but laugh immediately: "That makes it easier to handle."

There were many Italian Mafia families, and the most powerful among them were the three major families mainly active in North America.

These were also the three families recognized as having the most massive power in the Italian Mafia.

But with the changing of the times, these three families had slowly begun to decline.

Among them, the first-generation godfather of the Corleone Family, Victor Corleone, was the most famous and also the one with the most foresight.

The second-generation godfather, Michael Corleone, also did quite well.

In the early 1980s, he led the Corleone Family to gradually complete their whitewashing, taking control of the Yili Group through the Vatican church.

At this current time, it should be the third-generation godfather, Vincent Corleone, who is in charge.

Compared to the previous Victor Corleone and Michael Corleone, this kid was simply a guy incapable of handling big tasks.

Although he had the title of third-generation godfather, he actually no longer had that influence.

Not to mention that the Corleone Family no longer had its former influence, this Vincent Corleone was also unable to command respect.

So, hearing it was the Corleone Family, Chen Jiajun did not put them in his eyes at all.

After all, the peak era of the Corleone Family was a thing of the past.

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, his subordinate nodded and immediately went to arrange vehicles, then drove directly toward the casino controlled by the Mafia.

Upon arriving at the venue, the security personnel saw Chen Jiajun's group coming aggressively and immediately notified the people guarding the casino inside.

Soon, a group of Mafia members wearing black suits and looking very pompous blocked the entrance.

And it seemed that more people were constantly gathering.

Facing the dark muzzles of the other side's guns, Chen Jiajun was too lazy to even look at them. He walked straight over and said indifferently to the Gweilo in front of him: "Let the person who can make decisions come out. I don't want to waste time."

"Motherfucker!" A small leader of the Mafia had never seen such an arrogant person and was just about to let his men ruthlessly deal with the guy in front of him.

Suddenly, a lackey beside him leaned close to the small leader's ear and explained Chen Jiajun's identity.

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's identity, the other party's expression changed instantly, and the dirty words that were about to blurt out were forcibly swallowed back.

Don't look at how the Mafia enjoyed a great reputation all over the world; on this little patch of land in Macau, they still had to look at the faces of the locals.

Unfortunately, Chen Jiajun happened to be a very strong local snake.

So, they soon invited someone who could speak to come over.

Very quickly, a handsome Italian man dressed in a well-fitted suit walked out; this guy had a sharp eye and recognized Chen Jiajun's identity at a glance, immediately inviting Chen Jiajun into the casino.

After having his subordinate bring over coffee, this handsome Italian man spoke up: "Mr. Chen, what matter could possibly be worth you making the trip yourself?"

"You know me?" Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "What is your status in the Corleone Family? An enforcer or an underboss?"

The handsome man smiled and said: "I am just a small enforcer. You may call me Sesi."

"Very well, Sesi," Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "I have always kept to myself and stayed out of the Corleone Family's business, so why would people from the Corleone Family move against my brother-in-law?"

Xisai's expression changed drastically upon hearing this: "Your brother-in-law? Mr. Chen, is there perhaps some misunderstanding between us? The Corleone Family is only in Macau to run a casino and make money; we have no intention of provoking other forces."

Macau is a place where all sorts of people mix, and there were already many gangs there to begin with.

It was already no easy feat for the Mafia to obtain a Gambling License, so they never provoked local forces and had always appeared to be non-confrontational.

That was why Xisai displayed such a look of surprise at Chen Jiajun's words.

"No?" Chen Jiajun said with a half-smile: "But the information I received is not like that. My brother-in-law is named Guan Shihua; I wonder if Your Excellency Xisai has any impression of him."

"Guan Shihua?" Xisai frowned and immediately called over a subordinate to look into the matter.

Soon, a lackey walked over and said a few words with an awkward expression.

Although Chen Jiajun could not understand Italian, it was clear that this matter was related.

Xisai's expression immediately turned ugly, and he let out a roar, launching into a torrent of abuse at his subordinate.

After disciplining his subordinate, this guy returned to his previous suave demeanor and said: "Mr. Chen, this was our mistake; I will bring your brother-in-law over immediately."

Chen Jiajun lit a Cigar and said nothing, his expression remaining very cold.

This Corleone Family enforcer before him did not know about this matter; clearly, someone had set him up.

They intended to make him go to war with the Corleone Family.

It had to be said that the person who carried this out was very clever; to maintain Hung Hing's dominant position in Macau, Chen Jiajun definitely had to take action, otherwise, other forces would certainly seize the opportunity to spread rumors and stir up trouble everywhere.

And the Corleone Family was clearly no pushover; even when facing Chen Jiajun, how could they easily back down?

When the time came, the only option would be to have a fight.

"Impressive; this is clearly not something an ordinary person could pull off," Chen Jiajun thought silently to himself. (End of chapter)