Chapter 317: 318. Bringing Disaster Upon Oneself

318. Chapter 318: Bringing Disaster Upon Oneself

On the other side, inside a private room at a seafood restaurant.

Aside from the Big Circle, the uncle-generation members of several other gangs had gathered together.

Ever since Chen Jiajun arrived in Macau, they had heard about this matter and appeared deeply worried.

There was even a feeling of having brought disaster upon themselves.

Clearly, they had also only just learned about this matter concerning Guan Shihua.

"Damn it, are those brats' brains stuffed with shit?" A hot-tempered uncle-generation member of the Shuifang slammed the table and cursed: "How did I choose such an idiot to represent the Shuifang?"

Another, more composed uncle-generation member said: "I always feel there is some conspiracy in this; these young Headmen seem to have been bewitched by someone."

"What's the use of saying that now? We've all been set up." Another uncle-generation member snorted coldly and said: "If that guy Chen Jiajun finds out, do you think that kid's personality will let us off?"

"Back on the street, he dared to send a truck driver to directly ram Shuifang Lai to death; is there anything that kid wouldn't dare to do?"

"Then what do we do now? Sit and wait for death?" Another uncle-generation member said unhappily: "Since it's already come to this, we might as well break the pot and smash it—catch Chen Jiajun off guard before that brat reacts, then go negotiate terms with He Xin."

The uncle-generation members of the various societies spoke one after another, but there was no unified consensus at the moment.

After all, they didn't know what to do about this matter either.

If they wanted to fight, Chen Jiajun had killed quite a few people in Macau back then, and they had no way to deal with him.

Not to mention how much Chen Jiajun's power had expanded now.

If they didn't fight, it wasn't certain that Chen Jiajun would let them off so easily.

Just as the few uncle-generation members were struggling, a lackey ran over, panting as he said: "An Shu, it's bad. Something happened."

Hearing the lackey's words, the few uncle-generation members were suddenly shocked: "Speak slowly, what happened?"

"Our venues have all been raided, and the brothers watching the venues have all been taken out," the Number Gang lackey added.

Hearing the lackeys' words, the uncle-generation members' faces turned deathly pale: "Where are they? Where are the bosses?"

The lackeys stammered: "They seem to have been celebrating something; they're probably playing with women in a hotel right now."

"Damn it, those idiots." The uncle-generation members were so angry they cursed loudly.

They must have known that the people from Hung Hing and the Mafia had directly clashed, but they didn't know what happened afterward.

This made the few uncle-generation members furious.

Unfortunately, these uncle-generation members had long been far from the center of power; even if they gave orders now, it was estimated that few lackeys would listen to them, so they could only order their subordinates to find their respective bosses to come back for a meeting.

But by the time they finally crawled out of women's beds and returned to their respective societies for a meeting, it was clear that things had already developed to a very dangerous point.

The territories in their hands, including the casinos, had all been swept by Hung Hing's people.

The losses caused were enough to make the people in the society faint from heartache.

Not to mention the large number of casualties; this was a bloodbath of a loss.

"What exactly did you do? Who ordered you to deal with Chen Jiajun? Have you gone mad?"

Under the intense questioning of the society's uncle-generation members, the few newly ascended bosses could only panic and reveal the sequence of events.

On the other side, the Macau Judiciary Police were looking for Chen Jiajun to chat.

When their superior, Bai De'an, found Chen Jiajun, he discovered that Chen Jiajun was in He Xin's mansion, chatting very happily with Vincent of the Corleone Family.

"Oh, why does Bai Sir have time to come over today?"

Seeing Bai De'an arrive, He Xin said with some surprise.

Bai De'an said helplessly: "Xin Ge, A Jun, you don't mean to tell me you don't know what happened outside, do you?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Of course I know, because of my brother-in-law's matter, I had a little conflict with a few friends from Italy, but Lord Vincent and I have already reached a consensus, and it was just a fistfight; surely you don't need to come over personally?"

Of course, Chen Jiajun would not admit that he was the one who sent people to attack the societies; after all, no matter what, Bai De'an represented the face of the authorities, and jumping in his face would be a bit excessive.

Although he clearly knew Chen Jiajun was spouting nonsense, Bai De'an had no way to deal with it.

Indeed, on the surface, this matter was just a small conflict between Chen Jiajun and the Corleone Family.

And both sides fought with great restraint; not even a single subordinate had lost their life.

It didn't even count as a riot; the two sides dispersed immediately after a fight, leaving the Macau Judiciary Police with no handle to grasp.

As for those who ambushed the major societies, Bai De'an also had no evidence to link this matter to Chen Jiajun.

So Bai De'an said helplessly: "A Jun, I know you are very unhappy about this, but I hope you won't make things too big, otherwise I won't be able to clean up the mess."

"Bai Sir, did someone ask you to plead for them?" Chen Jiajun lit a Cigar and said indifferently.

Bai De'an nodded and said: "Those uncle-generation members of the societies said the young people didn't know any better, and after being bewitched, they caused this kind of trouble."

"And then?" Chen Jiajun said coldly: "My brother-in-law's tendons were cut, and my, Chen Jiajun's, face was rubbed into the dirt; is this matter just going to end like this?"

Hearing this, Bai De'an also had a massive headache and didn't know what to say for a moment: "Then what do you want?"

Chen Jiajun said with a cold expression: "No one can continue to live peacefully after trampling on my face, so it's simple: I will pull the flag of the guy who caused the trouble, and this matter will end there."

"You are too presumptuous." Bai De'an became nervous upon hearing this.

The reason why Macau could be so stable was the result of compromises between the several societies.

Now, Chen Jiajun's intention was to break this fragile balance; how could Bai De'an accept that?

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "I didn't intend to ask for your consent, Bai Sir. This is just a routine notification. The time should be about right now."

In the Macau strongholds of the Shuifang and Number Gang, things were already in a state of panic.

There were stray shots coming from unknown directions everywhere.

One had to know that several of their high-level members were already dead, and now they were being picked off one by one.

As long as someone dared to show their head, they would definitely be taken out by a bullet; it was very clean and efficient.

As for why they were targeting these two, that would have to start with Ya Qi's investigation.

Although Chen Jiajun had only been in Macau for a few days, his Information Department had already begun acting long ago.

Especially those who followed the trail of Guan Shihua; they soon discovered that this matter was not difficult to investigate.

That very evening, they found Ailina, the woman who had seduced that honest lad Guan Shihua.

This woman was the mistress of a big boss in the Shui Fong, and she had started hanging around in nightclubs at the age of sixteen.

She was practically the most seasoned of the seasoned.

Because she was pretty and extremely clever, she soon became the woman of a Shui Fong big boss.

Then she managed a group of Mama-san, counting as one of those figures who successfully climbed the ranks from a hostess.

It was precisely because she was skilled enough at seduction that she was trusted by the Shui Fong branch leader to carry out this task.

When the Information Officer under Chen Jiajun found this woman, he even discovered that she was still very calm.

"I f***ing knew those bastards in the Shui Fong didn't have any good intentions; sure enough, it was the family member of some big shot."

Ailina lit a cigarette and said to Ya Qi.

Although her demeanor was calm, she was still very afraid; the hand holding the cigarette was trembling the entire time.

After a moment of silence, Ya Qi said: "Since you have already figured it out, then tell me who it is, and I will give you a quick end."

"Can I not die?"

"What do you think?"

Ailina pulled at her hair in agitation and said: "Fine. It was the new Shui Fong branch leader Gao Laofa who made me do it. He told me to seduce a young Xianggang Zai and lure him to Macau to gamble; what happened after that was none of my business."

"As for more details, no one told me anything; they just told me to get this done. But I know that venue isn't the Shui Fong's; it should belong to the 14K."

Upon hearing Ailina's statement, Ya Qi immediately frowned: "In other words, this matter wasn't done by just one person?"

Ailina lit another cigarette and said: "Before answering that question, I want to know your identities."

Ya Qi said indifferently: "Wo Shing Wo."

"No wonder," Ailina sneered and said: "You lot in Wo Shing Wo run rampant in Macau; these few triads have long been unhappy with you, so it's no surprise they teamed up to deal with you. And I even vaguely heard that someone else is instigating this operation."

"Who?" Ya Qi said with a frown.

Ailina said helplessly: "If I really knew who it was, I would have already brought it up to negotiate with you. Alright, I've said what I needed to say; do as you please, kill or maim."

When she was caught by Ya Qi and the others, Ailina had already accepted her fate and said it very bluntly.

Although Ya Qi greatly admired this woman's character, Chen Jiajun had given a death order.

So Ya Qi had his men give Ailina a quick end; a bullet to the head, without any pain at all.

After dealing with Ailina, Ya Qi and Bai Lu immediately split their men into two groups and charged directly toward the two triads.

At this moment, both the new Shui Fong branch leader Gao Laofa and the new 14K branch leader Zhou Chaohua were panicking.

They had not expected Wo Shing Wo's retaliation to be so swift and fierce.

Originally, upon hearing that Wo Shing Wo had clashed with the Mafia, the two had even celebrated.

But that same evening, they received calls from the triad elders and rushed back to their organizations.

The meeting had just begun when the men from Wo Shing Wo had already slaughtered their way in.

"You little bastards, what the f*** did you do?" several elders shouted at the two new branch leaders while trembling under the table.

The two branch leaders were also having a massive headache and hurriedly took out their phones to mobilize men.

But distant water cannot quench a near fire; by the time their underlings arrived, they would likely already be dead.

So, under the questioning of the group of elders, they revealed the matter.

It turned out that an Agent claiming to be from MI6 had found the two of them, saying they had a way to deal with Wo Shing Wo's Chen Jiajun.

As long as they lured the Wo Shing Wo people into a clash with the Mafia, they would have a way to strike.

"Are you sure they will move against Chen Jiajun?" the triad elders asked with suspicious faces.

Gao Laofa and Zhou Chaohua said with certainty: "Don't worry. How could we joke about such a thing? I reckon the other side has already made their move by now."

"Can they really kill Chen Jiajun?" several elders said, not quite believing it.

Gao Laofa and Zhou Chaohua sneered and said: "If he, Chen Jiajun, can't even be killed by a bomb, then we'll just admit defeat."

Hearing the two's words, the several elders hardened their hearts and roared at their underlings: "Fight back! You must hold these bastards off!"

At this time, in the darkness.

Ya Qi and Bai Lu's men were attacking the Shui Fong and 14K people frantically.

But Ya Qi vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Bai Lu, why do I feel like something is wrong?" Ya Qi said with a frown.

Bai Lu nodded and said: "I feel it too; it seems like these guys are deliberately stalling for time."

"Stalling for time?" Hearing this, Ya Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked: "Did the Boss leave any men behind?"

Hearing this news, Bai Lu's expression also changed, and she hurriedly dialed Chen Jiajun's phone.

At this moment, inside the hotel's top-floor suite, Chen Jiajun was on the phone with someone, and it was an acquaintance calling.

It was Silva, whom Chen Jiajun had driven out of Brunei Island that day.

Hearing Silva's voice, Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "It seems you have good luck; you didn't die?"

"That goes without saying. My life has always been quite tough," Silva said, laughing with his evil-filled laughter: "But Mr. Chen, are you satisfied with the gift I gave you this time?"

A cold light flashed in Chen Jiajun's eyes: "So it was you who stirred this up."

Chen Jiajun had been guessing who the mastermind behind this was.

It wasn't that Chen Jiajun looked down on these Macau triad big bosses; they didn't have the guts to go against him.

This matter was clearly being pushed by someone in the shadows.

Chen Jiajun had guessed quite a few people: the Ether Society, MI6, CIA, etc.; after all, Chen Jiajun had offended quite a few powerful forces by developing so quickly.

It was just that he hadn't thought of this guy Silva at all.

"Of course, Mr. Chen sent me a big gift back then, so I had to reciprocate in kind," Silva laughed evilly: "Now that your capable men have all been drawn away, how will you deal with the gift I've given you?"

At this moment, on the coffee table in Chen Jiajun's suite, there sat just such a huge gift box.

Hearing the "beep-beep" sound coming from inside, there was no need to think to know what kind of thing it was.

However, regarding this point, Chen Jiajun was not panicked at all; instead, he said in a relaxed tone, "Using my own tactics against me, you seem a bit arrogant. But I really do admire you; are you interested in working under me?"

"Oh? Is Mr. Chen begging for mercy from me?" Silva was stunned for a moment, then said to Chen Jiajun.

"Begging for mercy?" Chen Jiajun laughed as if he had heard some funny joke, laughing until he started coughing: "Sorry, your ability to tell cold jokes is really quite good? Do you think I look like I have any fear?"

"Having a stiff mouth when death is imminent is not a good habit." Silva could not hold it together anymore and said sternly.

Chen Jiajun laughed indifferently: "Still the same question, are you interested in working for me?"

"Wait until you survive to talk about that." Silva said in a fit of pique.

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "Then I won't be so easy to talk to when we meet next time."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun unhurriedly opened the outer packaging of the gift box; inside, there was indeed a time bomb placed.

It was exactly the same as the one Chen Jiajun had sent to Silva last time, even the countdown time only had the last ten-plus seconds left.

According to the power of this bomb, no one could escape the blast radius of this bomb within the ten-plus seconds before the explosion.

However, Chen Jiajun had no intention of running away, but instead looked at his watch and calculated the time.

Then, the explosion occurred.

The power of the Black Gold was indeed terrifying; the entire top-floor presidential suite was swept through by flames and shockwaves.

The entire hotel building shook along with it, and then the glass of the rooms on several floors below the top floor was shattered by the powerful shockwave.

Fortunately, the hotel building had a high level of earthquake resistance, so even after suffering such an attack, it did not experience anything like a collapse.

"Cough, cough, ptooey." Chen Jiajun patted the smoke in front of him, coughed twice, and said: "This thing really packs a punch."

"Boss, I'm late!" Ya Qi barely managed to rush back.

Chen Jiajun shrugged; he possessed the high-tech protective shield that Ya Qi had brought back from the Dragon Ball world, so this kind of small gadget was useless against him.

Ya Qi shrugged and said: "It seems you should know who is behind this."

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "I really underestimated this guy Silva; he does have some substance. But not much."

"That guy should have run away by now, right?" Ya Qi said with a frown.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said: "No rush, I actually quite like this guy. He is sinister and cunning, and he stops at nothing to get things done; he is a good candidate to be an intelligence chief, and since this guy is from MI6, he is perfect to take over your position, isn't he?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Ya Qi was immediately happy.

Honestly, he was not cut out for intelligence work at all.

Otherwise, even with all the resources Chen Jiajun had given him, the intelligence network would still be limited to Hong Kong, so it was only doing passably well.

Ya Qi smiled and said: "Since that's the case, I'll have to be careful not to kill him when we meet next time." (End of this chapter)