Chapter 200: Jingkun Killed

At eight in the evening, night fell.

Jingkun's villa was brightly lit at the moment.

In the courtyard, someone was guarding the entrance and every corner, all of them lackeys Jingkun had specially assigned to protect the villa's safety.

Inside the villa, Jingkun was keeping company with his mother together with the fire extinguisher.

Although Jingkun is said to lack humanity, he is still very filial.

His mother is old; her usual pastimes are just two: playing mahjong and urging Jingkun to have a child.

The Perceiver of Sounds statue that Chen Mo gave her at her birthday banquet earlier has already been set up for worship by her.

She burns incense every day, hoping Jingkun will quickly give her a grandson so the Li family will have an heir.

"Mom, stop worshiping; worshiping the Perceiver of Sounds is nothing compared to worshiping Lord Guan!"

Watching his mother kowtow daily to a Perceiver of Sounds statue, Jingkun felt all kinds of displeasure.

"Which triad big brother's household doesn't enshrine Lord Guan? Yet his family enshrines a Perceiver of Sounds."

Mrs. Li rose from the floor, gave Jingkun a sideways glance, and said, "What's the use of worshiping Lord Guan? Can worshiping Lord Guan bring a big grandson?"

Speaking, she also glanced at the fire extinguisher beside Jingkun.

"All dolled up like a fox spirit, when will your belly finally be productive?"

The fire extinguisher wore a smile on its surface, but inside it was full of resentment.

"Who's to blame for not being able to conceive?"

"Every time they just leave milk at the door and walk away—getting pregnant would be a miracle!"

"Let me tell you, your deadbeat dad may have died early, but at least he left you behind. If the Li family's incense line ends with you, I'd die without face to meet your father."

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll find you a few more daughters-in-law tomorrow so you can hold a grandson sooner, okay?"

Faced with his mother's complaints, Jingkun's patience was still ample.

"You'd better follow through; don't deceive this old lady."

Mrs. Li sat at the table, pointing at the fire extinguisher and commanding, "Hey you, go to the kitchen and bring over the Tenfold Great Tonic Soup I prepared for Jingkun; drink it and then go to sleep early."

"If you can't give me a grandson, I'll have Jingkun kick you out."

Mrs. Li and Jingkun have exactly the same temper; aside from Jingkun, they treat everyone with a superior, contemptuous attitude.

The fire extinguisher quickly brought a clay pot, full to the brim with a blackish herbal broth, exuding a strong medicinal smell, though no one knew what it was boiled from.

Anyway, it didn't resemble a proper Tenfold Great Tonic Soup at all.

"Mom, do I really have to drink this?" Jingkun faced the pot of blackish stuff, his whole body filled with resistance.

"Drink it quickly, then hurry back to your room; I'm still waiting to hold a grandson."

No matter how unwilling, Jingkun endured the nausea and ladled out a bowl.

Just as Jingkun was about to pinch his nose and drink it down, a 'bang' gunshot rang out, shattering the warmth.

Immediately after, the gunfire outside grew denser.

At the first gunshot, Mrs. Li jumped in fright, her whole body shrinking under the table.

The fire extinguisher also hurriedly pressed close to Jingkun.

Jingkun put down the medicine bowl, shook off the fire extinguisher beside him, walked to the door, and opened it.

"What's going on?"

One lackey, while firing his gun outward, replied, "Boss Kun, it looks like the Three United Gang is attacking."

"Fire, hit them hard! Absolutely do not let the Three United Gang get inside."

Having said that, Jingkun hurriedly shut the door, ran inside to grab a pistol, and stood guard at the entrance.

Not far from Jingkun's villa, Shen Guodong, with a few people, was hiding behind a wall, watching the gunfight at Jingkun's home.

"Ahua, can you get a clear shot?"

"Good thing I just switched to a new camera; the streetlight brightness here is decent, so the photos should show faces clearly."

"You got a new camera? What about the old one?"

"I left the old one...."

"Pfft..."

Before Ahua could reply, several stray bullets struck the wall where several people were taking cover, interrupting their conversation.

Although the attackers were few in number, their marksmanship was clearly far better than Jingkun's lackeys', and their equipment was superior as well.

After just a few minutes, the attackers charged into Jingkun's villa.

Soon, those people retreated again, lifting several companions' corpses onto a vehicle and driving off.

Shen Guodong ordered those nearby, "Follow them, see where they end up."

The few veterans behind Shen Guodong immediately went to the nearby alley, started the hidden car, and pursued.

Afterward, Shen Guodong and Ahua entered Jingkun's villa.

At that moment, there were no survivors left in the villa.

Both Jingkun and the fire extinguisher were riddled with holes.

Even Jingkun's mother had taken several bullets.

At the very moment Jingkun's home came under attack, the Wang Jiao Police Station saw patrol cars screaming out.

Inside the patrol cars sat officers armed with live ammunition, speeding straight to Jingkun's various establishments.

It was obvious that when Jingkun earlier cleared out his subordinates' informants, he hadn't done a thorough job, and it's also possible that new informants had later been planted.

Jingkun's warehouses were searched out one by one.

The dance halls, bars, and nightclubs on his territory also turned up a fair amount of white powder.

Although Jingkun's film company showed no issues, the factory that records film videotapes and the sealed videotape boxes both contained large quantities of white powder.

Some of Jingkun's underlings fled, some were arrested, and some who tried to make a last stand were killed on the spot.

The police came down hard, and Jingkun's underlings had no power to resist at all.

A short donkey is a short donkey; when facing the police, it is naturally suppressed.

Just as the police moved against Jingkun's territory, Chen Mo almost simultaneously received the news.

At this moment, in Chen Mo's office, the Heaven Nurture Brothers and others were all here.

"A Long, A Hu, you two each bring three hundred men, hold Jianshazui and this territory; if anyone dares to cause trouble, give them a hard counterattack."

"Yes, Mo Ge!"

"Yes, Mo Ge!"

"The rest of you, bring everyone else, wait for the police to withdraw from Jingkun's territory, then immediately take over."

"Whether it's members of other Triad Societies or other halls of Great Prosperity, anyone who dares to cause trouble will be driven out."

"Yes, Mo Ge!" everyone replied in unison.

Soon, Gao Jin, Fei Ji, Da Tou, and several Heaven Nurture Brothers all left Chen Mo's office, taking their underlings to Jingkun's territory.

The police were busy on Jingkun's territory for over three hours.

By the time the police withdrew, it was already late at night.

With such a commotion, it's impossible for any big or small gang in the underworld not to have noticed.

But perhaps the news of Jingkun's death hasn't spread yet, or maybe they're wary of Great Prosperity's sign.

Tonight, no Triad Society reached out to Jingkun's territory.

But just because other Triad Societies didn't reach out doesn't mean Great Prosperity's people didn't.

Just after twelve o'clock, Gao Jin called Chen Mo: "Mo Ge, Tai Zi and Ma Wangjian have brought people!"

Obviously, this was also Jiang Tiansheng's arrangement.

They wanted to take over Jingkun's territory on the opportunity, but Chen Mo's people got there a step ahead.

Chen Mo frowned and said: "You first bring people to hold them off, I'll be there right away."