Chapter 102

Lin Huai Le sat in a chair, listening to their argument, feeling uncomfortable inside, with a smile on his face but his gaze icy and frightening.

But in his heart he thought, whatever you do, don't let him rise to power, otherwise all these old-timers will die, no exceptions, not even the old ghost wai.

Not a single good one!

The reason Harmony United Victory has become like today is inseparable from the contributions of these old-timers.

They have no skills at all, each just shifts responsibility, none truly thinks for the society.

Besides dragging everyone down, they're useless; why keep them around?

Deng Fei looked at them, the more they spoke the more unreasonable it became, so he quickly tapped the ground with his cane.

He glanced at several people, and those several people quieted down.

Then he spoke: "A Le lost the territory while trying to polish the society's signboard; it's not his alone fault, everyone shares responsibility, no one can stay out of it."

"If you had assigned the lookout fighters to him, this wouldn't have happened; now the society must give A Le an explanation, no room for negotiation."

"What we need to discuss now is where to find a plot of land for A Le; useless talk, don't say it, it's meaningless."

Tank still had a conscience, continuing Deng Fei's words: "No need to think about this island and Yau Tsim Mong; there's no chance to get in, and other societies wouldn't allow Harmony United Victory in either."

If they don't clear the Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei halls, that's already giving us face; the only places we can choose are the New Territories and Kowloon City.

"A Le should choose between Kowloon City and the Northern District; there's no chance elsewhere."

"After choosing, each hall should send people to help A Le seize a plot of land; we can't let those who contribute to the society feel chilled."

Deng Fei looked around, then asked: "Any other opinions?"

Chuan Bao saw the cold light flashing in Deng Fei's eyes and didn't dare to keep arguing.

He still has good sense and timing, knowing when to lose his temper and when to play the grandson; otherwise he wouldn't have survived to now.

Longgen saw Chuan Bao not speaking, this old slippery guy also stayed quiet; without someone to draw fire and take the front, he also became honest.

"A Le, what do you say? Do you want the Northern District or Kowloon City's territory? This operation must be swift, otherwise there might be trouble," Deng Fei asked.

A Le already had an idea; he wouldn't go to the Northern District—what's there besides cow dung?

There's a Fanling golf course, but that's not a place he can consider!

Think about it today, and you'll die tomorrow.

They said let him choose, but the decision was already made!

A Le raised his head, wearing a listless expression, and difficulty spoke: "I choose Kowloon City."

A Le felt stifled to death, going from the Jordan district of Yau Tsim Mong straight into Kowloon City!

Others get better the more they mix in, but he gets worse the more he lives, it's awful!

"Good! No delay, after the meeting dismisses, each hall should send people to A Le to go to Kowloon City and drive out a few small societies, giving him the land as a base."

"That's it, everyone go back and prepare."

Deng Fei finished speaking and left first.

A Le left the main hall with a few close followers, on the way back.

Long-haired A Xin (the one who hits A Le's head with a small hammer) asked: "Big Brother, are we just being sent off to Kowloon City by these old-timers? This time we're doing work for the society, this is really unfair!"

"The situation is stronger than the person; what can I do? If I don't take Kowloon City, there's nowhere else for me, so let's not talk about it."

"Go back, gather the brothers, prepare to act! Tell them to seize as much land as possible; this time the society is backing us up front, so we can go all out—such an opportunity won't come again."

A Le is clear-headed; even at this point he can still figure things out clearly to maximize his own benefit.

Late at twelve o'clock.

Today the small and medium societies in Kowloon City suffered a great disaster! They hadn't provoked anyone, yet suddenly they were driven out of Kowloon City.

They didn't even know what had happened!

A Le also went all out, using the society's manpower to strike hard, clearing out many small and medium societies, letting him occupy four streets in Kowloon City.

Harmony United Victory acted quickly; by the time other societies reacted, they had firmly seized the captured territory, giving others no chance.

The one who contributed the most, Fei Ji, is now covered in wounds, holding a knife, his eyes showing ruthlessness—clearly a daredevil.

Dongguan Zai fared much better, with few wounds; he's good at vaulting the railings, using that advantage to fight around them, suffering little injury.

Gao Lao's little brother Fei Xue is somewhat capable, with not a single wound on him, and he keeps muttering nonstop.

Listening closely, you'll find they're several articles from the Thirty-Six Oaths of the Hung Mun, recited very precisely.

Huo Niu's little brother Master Su is much calmer, adjusting his glasses, looking at the wounded all over the ground, and also calculating how much lawyer fee he could earn tomorrow.

Each person's performance differed, but at this moment the scene was quite harmonious.

Nothing seemed out of place; it's as if only such a scene would be normal.

Don't look at how Harmony United Victory fares against Fu Tou Jun—it's weak—but when fighting these small and medium societies, their combat power is still decent.

They didn't pay much of a price and directly cleared out those societies!

The two are not even on the same level; Harmony United Victory may be weak, but they are also major societies of Gangdao, so bullying the small and medium ones is still easy, with no difficulty.

A Le waited until the battle ended before showing up, looking at Fei Ji and the others, his face still bearing that fake smile.

Coming up to them, he opened with a big promise: "You did a great job this time; I will ask for merit for you in the society, push you up with all my strength—this is what you deserve."

"Le… Le… bro, no… no… need, this… is… is… us…."

"What should be done, you're incoherent—just shut up, damn it's a hassle!"

Before Master Su could finish speaking, Dongguan Zai interjected.

He then turned to Lin Huai Le and said: "Le bro, when I came out, my Big Brother already instructed—make sure this matter is handled well; rest assured, with us around, there won't be any problems."

"No… no… that's right."

"Shut up!"

"Okay… okay!"

Dongguan Zai looked at Master Su and got angry; his words made him feel utterly crushed.

Not even one sentence is complete.

Feiji is also full of vigor; although he suffered many injuries, today the most outstanding is him, Feiji; tomorrow in the martial world, many people will know Feiji's bravery, and no one will dare to look down on him again.

He can also use this to rise up, no longer needing to stay on the ship transporting goods; just thinking about it makes him excited!

Can only say, Feiji overthought it!

This isn't some society war; it's just them and Liansheng bullying people.

Tomorrow in the martial world, many people will scold them and Liansheng, still wanting to become famous?

Go dream about it!

In dreams, anything goes.