Chapter 365: La Jiang Meets His End

The underling nodded quickly upon hearing this: "I'll go notify the brothers right away."

Subsequently, downstairs at La Jiang's finance company, all of his men had already assembled.

There were at least three or four hundred people, a massive, imposing crowd.

La Jiang shouted at his men: "That bastard Mike has gone too far. Today, we're going to make a stand. As long as I can rise to the top, I will never forget any of you."

"Good, Brother La Jiang is good." The underlings, being La Jiang's loyalists, started a wave of cheering that spread through the crowd.

But just at this moment, a voice came over: "Brother La Jiang, so lively. Are you holding a big meeting here?"

La Jiang pushed through the crowd to look and discovered that it was none other than Su Xingbai.

"You little bastard, you actually dared to come," La Jiang said viciously to Su Xingbai.

Tank immediately stepped forward and said coldly: "Watch your tone. Mike is our Yifeng leader now."

"You say he is, so he is? I don't recognize him." La Jiang raised the Machete in his hand and said: "What kind of bullshit leader? Hack them to death. I'm setting up my own banner."

Su Xingbai sneered and said: "Everyone heard that. This guy La Jiang said he's setting up his own banner, which means he's betraying our Yifeng."

Hearing Su Xingbai's words, many of La Jiang's underlings were stunned.

No one expected La Jiang to actually say he was setting up his own banner; with things like this, there really weren't many people planning to follow him anymore.

After all, many of the gangsters here were eating off the Yifeng brand.

Facing this current situation, they were also somewhat at a loss.

"In other words, you aren't a Yifeng man anymore? Then we need to settle our accounts."

At this time, another group of people walked over from the other side.

And leading them was Taishan, who had been backstabbed by La Jiang back then.

After Taishan was released from prison, he only realized he had been backstabbed by La Jiang after seeing the situation in the market.

In a fit of rage and fury, he had originally wanted to go and fight the Yifeng people to the death.

But he was stopped by the leader.

After all, the current Yiyong was not what it was back when Bo Hao was still around; in terms of strength, they were barely even ranked, so how could they have the confidence to fight Yifeng, which had made a fortune in the Ketamine market?

This matter had always been a thorn in Taishan's heart.

It wasn't until recently, when Su Xingbai sought him out, that Taishan saw an opportunity.

This could be called settling new and old grudges all at once.

"Taishan?" La Jiang did not expect Su Xingbai to have actually persuaded the Yiqun people to come.

Taishan sneered at La Jiang and said: "You son of a bitch, you caused me to be arrested by the Police back then, I spent a few months in the slammer, and you also ate up our Yiqun market. I'm afraid you won't be able to escape today."

Seeing the two groups of people surrounding him, La Jiang suddenly became panicked.

But the matter wasn't over yet; Gao Tengfei, who had survived among the Ten Heroes of Sun Yee On, also brought people over: "I heard someone plans to set up a banner, so I came to take a look. I heard you're wearing red shoes?"

As long as La Jiang wasn't a fool, he knew that the Sun Yee On people intervening definitely wasn't just to take a look.

There was only one person who could stir up such a massive formation, and that was Su Xingbai.

La Jiang stared fixedly at the kid in front of him. He had once begged for mercy before him, and he never expected to fall into this guy's hands today, which made La Jiang extremely unwilling.

Su Xingbai just smiled and said to La Jiang: "Brother La Jiang, checkmate."

"You've made quite a big commotion."

Inside Chen Jiajun's office, he was brewing tea.

Su Xingbai sat to the side and said with a smile: "It's also that guy La Jiang courting death himself."

"What about La Jiang?" Chen Jiajun said while washing the teapot.

Su Xingbai chuckled and said: "He was stabbed to death directly by a snitch beside him. You also know that La Jiang usually treated the people around him quite poorly; this is just karma."

Chen Jiajun nodded: "A pity, otherwise he really was a good hand at running a triad. It's a pity he picked the wrong opponent."

Su Xingbai smiled and said to Chen Jiajun: "He was indeed very formidable. If the Ether Society hadn't intervened, I might not have had any way to deal with La Jiang for a while."

"This time, I don't know what methods these guys used, but they directly took down La Jiang's backer, suspended them to face an investigation, and coupled with me linking up Yiyong and Sun Yee On, only then was I able to take him down."

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "The Ether Society is just a bunch of fake foreigners wearing Chinese skin. No matter how much they brag about how powerful they are, they ultimately rely on the power of the Gweilo."

"It's just that these guys hide deep, and I have no way to pull them out by the roots. But this is a good opportunity."

Su Xingbai's heart stirred, and he said to Chen Jiajun: "Do you mean for us to take over his five tons of goods?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "If we don't take them over, how can we get them to take the bait?"

"This..." Su Xingbai hesitated: "If we do it this way, I'm afraid those bastards will shoot me in the back."

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "Rest assured, the elites I sent to you last time—I will send you five more to protect your safety."

Hearing these words from Chen Jiajun, Su Xingbai immediately felt at ease.

It was precisely because he had the Imp slaves by his side last time that Su Xingbai was able to kill Mo Yilie and then bring Tank into his fold; he had also witnessed the power of the Imp slaves.

"Good." Su Xingbai agreed on the spot: "I plan to find a way to shift the blame onto Yifeng as much as possible."

"Smart man," Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "You plan to sacrifice Yifeng to draw out the people from the Ether Society?"

Su Xingbai nodded: "You just wait and watch me operate."

Since Su Xingbai was so proactive, Chen Jiajun let him go play.

In any case, this cancer that is the Ether Society couldn't be cleaned up in a short while.

If he really wanted to make a move against them, the Gweilo from England would definitely jump out to obstruct him.

Don't look at how the English Gweilo have no way to deal with Chen Jiajun right now; these Gweilo have been deployed in Hong Kong for so many years, and they aren't easy to mess with either.

If there is no need, Chen Jiajun does not want to invite greater risks.

Having been busy for so long recently, Chen Jiajun hadn't paid attention to his women in a long time.

But fortunately, they were all quite obedient.

It was just that crazy girl He Tian'er, who pestered him all day to go out and play, annoying Chen Jiajun until he had no choice but to take her out for a drive in a sports car.

In the garage of Chen Jiajun's luxury mansion, many of the sports cars were bought by that girl He Tian'er, each one more eye-catching than the last.

Who could blame her for being rich? Her grandfather is He Xin, her man is Chen Jiajun; she has never lacked money in her life.

She picked a Porsche at random and pulled Chen Jiajun into it.

"I really don't understand why you like playing with sports cars so much; this thing isn't comfortable to sit in at all." As soon as he got in the car, Chen Jiajun couldn't help but complain.

He Tian'er rolled her eyes and said, "You agreed to come out and play with me today. You're already grumbling the moment you get in the car?"

Chen Jiajun felt helpless and could only shut his mouth.

He Tian'er's driving skills were not bad; at the very least, she had no trouble handling this kind of sports car.

On Princess Road, she pushed the speed straight to 130 mph, which made her cheer out loud.

The corners of Chen Jiajun's mouth twitched; he hadn't expected this crazy girl to be so wild in her daily life.

However, Chen Jiajun wasn't particularly worried; although he didn't have bodyguards with him, he could protect He Tian'er's safety even if they were in a car accident.

But just at this moment, the sound of another car's engine roaring came from behind.

Then, a modified car came whistling over and drove side-by-side with the Porsche.

"Hey, babe, you drive pretty well. Want to come play with us brothers?" A guy with yellow spiky hair leaned out from the modified car, leering at He Tian'er with a sleazy look.

He Tian'er didn't speak; she just gave him the middle finger, then jerked the steering wheel and drove straight into the modified car.

The actions of this crazy girl, He Tian'er, scared the other party stiff.

The yellow-haired guy slammed on the brakes to avoid the fate of being hit.

But because the speed was too high, the brakes didn't have much effect; the car skidded on the road, spun twice, and crashed head-on into the guardrail on the side.

"Tch, what trash," He Tian'er said with a look of disdain.

Chen Jiajun pinched He Tian'er's little face and said, "Crazy girl, are you trying to drag me into a double suicide?"

"Hehehe, that guy wouldn't dare to crash into us," He Tian'er said with a fawning smile, "I've seen plenty of these small-time punks."

Neither of them paid much attention to these small-time punks, but unfortunately, they didn't realize that these small-time punks were the most brainless of all.

Even knowing that people driving luxury cars must have an extraordinary status, they still dared to provoke them.

Soon, a noisy sound came from behind the vehicles, followed by the sounds of motorcycles and sports cars one after another, all chasing after He Tian'er.

Seeing these guys swarming over, He Tian'er's expression changed instantly: "What do these bastards want?"

Chen Jiajun couldn't help but laugh: "Small-time thugs, they lost face, that's all. I advise you to drive faster, otherwise, your beloved car might not be safe later."

"Damn it," He Tian'er cursed, then floored the accelerator, and the Porsche let out a roar as its speed increased once again.

It was just that these small-time punks really had a sense of persistence, biting onto the back of their car and refusing to let go.

Now even He Tian'er was starting to panic: "Are you just going to watch?"

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said, "Weren't you looking for excitement? Isn't this exciting? It's 'Fast and Furious', isn't it?"

"Ahhh, you bastard," He Tian'er yelled at Chen Jiajun; she really loved her car and was terrified that these small-time punks would scratch it.

Chen Jiajun remained completely unmoved; he could actually have just pulled out a gun to scare those punks behind them away.

The reason he did this was to teach this crazy girl a lesson.

Otherwise, if this girl kept acting so crazy, what would happen if she encountered real danger? Although the two secret treasures Chen Jiajun gave her could save her life, they couldn't keep her from being harmed.

One had to know that some idiots wouldn't care if you were the granddaughter of the Gambling King He Xin or the woman of the Hong Kong King Chen Jiajun.

Although He Tian'er's Porsche was a top-tier supercar, the other party's modified car was clearly not bad either.

Soon, one car caught up and gave the Porsche a hard bump.

With the speed being too high, the vehicle swayed instantly, and He Tian'er could only step on the brakes to steady the car.

But once the speed slowed down, the vehicles behind caught up one after another, especially those riding motorcycles, who pulled out sticks and smashed the Porsche's windshield with a single blow.

He Tian'er screamed, jerked the steering wheel, and instantly knocked the motorcyclist over.

Fortunately, the speed of the vehicles wasn't very high at this moment, otherwise, someone would definitely have died from that impact.

Because the windshield was shattered, He Tian'er couldn't see the road ahead clearly and crashed directly into a tree stump on the side, coming to a stop.

Then, a group of punks surrounded them from all directions.

They shouted and cursed while pounding on the Porsche: "Stinking bitch, get out here for me. I'm going to finish you off today."

That yellow-haired spiky-headed kid climbed directly onto the roof of the car, swung a baseball bat, and smashed it hard against the car's windshield.

He Tian'er rubbed her forehead, which had been bumped red, and looked at Chen Jiajun with a wronged expression: "It's all your fault."

Chen Jiajun smiled faintly: "Are you still going to be crazy?"

"I won't dare to anymore," He Tian'er said, pouting her lips at Chen Jiajun with a wronged look.

Seeing that this crazy girl had truly learned her lesson, Chen Jiajun pushed the door open and stepped out.

"Kid, where's that chick?" the yellow-haired spiky-headed guy said to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun looked at this group of small-time thugs with a calm expression, shook his head, and said, "You've smashed the car and vented your anger, so hurry up and leave."

Chen Jiajun didn't intend to lay a hand on these few punks; that would be too beneath him.

But this group of punks didn't think so; instead, they felt that Chen Jiajun was showing weakness, and their mouths became even more unbridled: "Cut the crap, let that little bitch come out and let us brothers have some fun, and we'll call it even. Otherwise, hehe."

Looking at these small-time punks, with their baseball bats and folding knives in hand, Chen Jiajun couldn't help but shake his head.

His bodyguards weren't by his side, and Chen Jiajun had never practiced any fighting techniques, because among his group of superhuman subordinates, he appeared insignificant.

Besides, for a Big Boss like him to personally beat up a group of small-time punks would look too unrefined.

So Chen Jiajun pulled out his gun directly.

Although Chen Jiajun hadn't practiced fighting, he had practiced his marksmanship well.

He had even been personally taught by professionals, so his marksmanship was not bad.

Chen Jiajun aimed directly at the feet of the yellow-haired spiky-headed kid and fired a shot, instantly stunning the group of small-time punks.

They hadn't expected to run into a ruthless person who would pull a gun right away. (End of chapter)