Chapter 9: Borrowing a Knife to Kill

Thirteen Sister apologized to Deng Bo, then left with Chen Mo.

They got into the car; Thirteen Sister asked Chen Mo, "You did last night on purpose, right! You plan to seize Hong Tai's territory?"

She now somewhat guessed Chen Mo's thoughts.

Usually Chen Mo isn't that hot‑tempered.

Chen Mo scoffed, "It was a spur‑of‑the‑moment idea. I really just wanted to have some fun, didn't expect to act so quickly."

But then Prince Hong Tai, short‑sighted, provoked the trouble himself.

Just when something was missing, it arrived; otherwise I wouldn't have had an excuse to act against Hong Tai."

"Do you have enough men? Want me to send some reinforcements?" Thirteen Sister frowned.

Chen Mo roughly knew how many men he had; compared to Hong Tai, it was far fewer.

"No need, over two hundred; that's enough to deal with Hong Tai's bunch of slackers!"

Chen Mo said indifferently.

"Fine, since you're confident, I won't interfere. If you need men, just call me!"

Chen Mo's confidence meant she wouldn't say much more.

"Today this Pi Yan Mei is acting weird; he's already old, yet his temper has grown a lot!"

Chen Mo laughed, "Pi Yan Mei must be doing it on purpose. He's like me—no intention of bargaining or reaching a result! Otherwise he wouldn't have asked for a million in medicine fees right off the bat."

Thirteen Sister asked in surprise, "What does that mean? Pi Yan Mei really wants to go to war with Great Prosperity? On what grounds?"

Chen Mo smiled and explained, "A few days ago I got word that Xiao Ba Wang is contacting people from Dong Xing, probably planning to take over Dong Xing."

"Dammit, Pi Yan Mei, that old bastard, plans to borrow a knife to kill?"

Chen Mo's words made Thirteen Sister instantly grasp Chen Mei's scheme.

Otherwise, where would Chen Mei get the nerve to, with only a Xiao Ba Wang, dare to fight Bo Lan Street.

"Fine! But once I lend you this knife, the extent of the killing won't be up to him!"

Chen Mo's expression turned slightly cold, a faint smile at his lips, his tone laced with murderous intent.

Back at the nightclub, Chen Mo summoned Gao Jin.

"A Jin, have you gotten in touch with A Wu of the Number Gang?"

"Got him. Need me to bring him over?"

"Arrange a meeting with him; I have a job for him."

After Gao Jin left, Chen Mo rubbed the bridge of his brow.

There are still too few usable men under his command.

Can't help it; that's how the triad kids are—basically a bunch of good‑for‑nothing brats.

If they don't gamble, don't take drugs, and can fight, they're already talent among the triads.

Finding a few with some sense is truly hard.

Two hours later, Gao Jin brought A Wu in.

"You're the boss?"

"That's me. I heard that as long as you have money, you can get anything done."

"Exactly. I respect money, not people. Give me cash, I'll do the work! Since you hired me, you pay whether I do it or not."

Chen Mo pulled a stack of Hong Kong notes from the drawer.

"This is 200,000; tonight, eliminate two people for me."

A Wu snatched the money, held it under his nose and sniffed.

"Who are we taking out?"

"Hong Tai's Bao Rong and Fei Lao."

"What? Don't you know they're both Hall Masters of Hong Tai?"

"How? Someone like you would even care about that?"

"No, no, I mean both of them have status, so the price goes up!"

"That 200,000 is a deposit; after the job, I'll give you another 200,000."

"Now a mere thirty‑to‑fifty thousand can buy an ordinary person's life."

"Four hundred thousand to kill Hong Tai's two Hall Masters—not cheap."

"Fine, I like generous bosses. You pay up, I won't hold back.

I guarantee Bao Rong and Fei Lao won't see tomorrow's sunrise."

After A Wu left, Chen Mo instructed Gao Jin: "Tonight I'll plant a flag with my men; you take a few men to bind Pi Yan Mei and Prince Hong Tai, then head to Yuan Lang and wait for me."

Elsewhere, after Chen Mei got home, his anger vanished, replaced by a calculating smile.

The Prince was also at home, and he knew about the broken negotiations with Great Prosperity.

"Dad, are we really going to fight Great Prosperity?"

"Exactly, but it's not us fighting; it's Xiao Ba Wang doing it."

"This loser actually wants to bring his men and our territory to take over Dong Xing; this time we'll let Great Prosperity cripple him and see what he uses to take over."

Talking about Xiao Ba Wang only made Chen Mei even angrier.

The Prince worried, "But directly provoking Great Prosperity might be risky; if the whole of Great Prosperity attacks, we're finished?"

"What's there to fear!" Chen Mei shot the Prince a cold glance, "Jiang Tiansheng and I are of the same generation; can Jiang Tiansheng refuse to give me face?"

"At worst, we pay Great Prosperity a sum later and return Bo Lan Street to them."

Chen Mei never considered that Xiao Ba Wang would lose to Bo Lan Street.

Who would have known that Thirteen Sister's hold on Bo Lan Street relied on Han Bin and Konglong; she herself had hardly any fighters.

He never even considered that Chen Mo had already set his sights on his turf and had been preparing for a long time.

Little Tyrant arrived at Nüren Jie, began greeting his followers and telling them to round up people.

"Let the brothers gather at Nüren Jie; tonight we'll go to Bowl Orchid Street to pull down the flag."

After casually giving orders to a follower, Little Tyrant took two girls into a hotel.

Since we're going to fight tonight, of course we need to rest up first.

He simply didn't take this matter seriously at all.

To him, it was just Bowl Orchid Street—capturing it would be a breeze.

If it weren't for Thirteen Sister backed by Great Prosperity, a prime spot like Bowl Orchid Street would have long been taken by someone else—how could a woman end up holding it?

Little Tyrant never even thought that Bowl Orchid Street might strike back.

The time was ten o'clock at night.

At the door of the China Town nightclub, Chen Mo gripped a Tang saber, with more than two hundred followers standing before him.

Tonight, each person gets a 2,000 bonus, and medicine and settlement fees are doubled.

Hearing this, the previously low morale instantly surged.

Originally, these followers had only just been recruited; they hadn't even received much pay before being sent into battle, and the enemy far outnumbered them.

Who wouldn't be nervous?

But with Chen Mo's promise, each of them instantly felt pumped up, as if injected with chicken blood.

Everyone out here is just after money.

As long as the pay is enough, they'd even dare to take on the Governor.

The group followed behind Chen Mo, marching mightily toward Nüren Jie.

At Nüren Jie, Little Tyrant was still asleep with his arms around two women.

A follower came rushing in.

Boss, it's bad—Great Prosperity's people are coming to kill us!

Little Tyrant jerked awake: "What are you saying? Have you lost your mind?"

It's true, boss—it's Chen Mo from Great Prosperity leading the men; he's probably already here!" the follower was on the verge of tears.

Everyone's about to come kill us, yet our boss is still in bed.

Little Tyrant kicked the woman off the bed, snatched his pants, and pulled them on.

Quick, gather the brothers—I want you to chop down these Great Prosperity punks!

Bowl Orchid Street is not far from Nüren Jie—just a few minutes away—and Chen Mo arrived with his men.