Chapter 12: Jianghu Strange Schemes, Trample a Region

Over these years, Jiang Tian Sheng has spent his time in scheming and intrigue; few things have moved him.

But today he really was moved!

A Xin is what kind of person, he knows very well; you can say he is unreasonable and stubborn, say he is moody, say he is greedy for money. Yet he has no interest in gang power at all, as if being a leader is the end.

All that is true, but he never touches illegal businesses; even that waterwheel is gray income, if it were anyone else, they'd suspect he's an undercover cop.

But how could that be? Which undercover is that obvious?

Even if he were an undercover, it doesn't matter; having reached this position, black and white aren't so clear-cut. Besides, there are still benefits.

How could that be? Absolutely impossible; in the past two years, the gang knows too much about him—if something were going to happen, it would have happened already.

This leaves only one possibility: A Xin's thinking is the same as his—he wants to go further.

Haven't I also thought about this? If he can break out, I'll send him soaring; this fraternal bond cannot be severed—if Prosperity has trouble, could I not lend a hand?

How does it feel? In an instant, A Xin has succeeded! I feel I've found the right answer.

Then he said over the phone: 'A Xin, whatever the gang can give you, I'll give you; what it can't, I'll find a way. This Big D matter is entirely your responsibility; the gang will back you. That's it.'

Li Xin fell silent after hearing the call, sensing a change in Mr. Jiang's tone—something that had never happened before.

If my guess is right, in the future, if anything comes up, the gang will have his back.

Li Xin is a complicated person; he fears no plots or schemes—at worst, he'll use the flesh-body disappearance technique.

But what he fears is sincerity!

The two words 'sincerity' are too terrifying!

There's a saying: sincerity is the ultimate killer move!

Mr. Jiang, tall.

Mr. Jiang, firm.

Mr. Jiang, tall and firm.

You won.

I concede this round.

When Li Xin saw Big D, his expression completely relaxed, leaving only a trace of vigilance in his heart.

This trace of vigilance he will never let go of in his lifetime.

'A thunderclap on flat ground—Prosperity Tsuen Wan leader, Prosperity Second Route Marshal, protection fee 11,110,000, Three Saints Palace sets up 666 tables. Big D Brother, is that enough?'

Big D Brother, enough?

Li Xin finished speaking and waited for Big D's reply.

Big D froze, 'Enough?'

It's more than enough—even double or more.

The highest protection fee in Gangdao was set by them and the Big Brother of Union Victory, reaching a sky‑high ten million.

Big D excitedly said: 'Mr. Jiang's breadth of mind—I, Big D, am utterly convinced; face and substance are fully given, no need to say more—I, Big D, am willing to lay down my life for the Jiang family.'

After this protection fee, Big D will be an indispensable figure in Gangdao's jianghu; as long as there is a jianghu in Gangdao, he, Big D, will be the most dazzling person.

He has reached the pinnacle of the jianghu people.

None of the gang leaders are worthy to be mentioned alongside him—speaking only of jianghu folk.

The leaders in the jianghu are not pure jianghu people.

And he, Li Xin, will also leave his own mark in the jianghu because of this.

Gangdao's strongest White Paper Fan of all time.

This title will accompany him for life.

Good.

Li Xin hugged Big D, then said: 'Big D Brother, see you tomorrow at the Three Saints Palace.'

Big D, eyes red, said: 'This is jianghu, this is leadership, this is brotherhood.'

From now on, if you have anything, just give a hum; the eight thousand brothers of Tsuen Wan will back you to the end.

Big D returned home and sat dazedly on the sofa.

What's the deal?

Who's the firecracker?

From today on, we don't know each other.

Big D's wife embraced Big D's head without saying a word.

Big D cried, as the saying goes, 'A man's tears are not shed lightly,' but Big D cried over the years of grievance, over finally tasting the first sip of jianghu's honey today, over finally knowing what jianghu brotherhood is.

After venting, Big D said: 'My wife, from now on you never have to feel wronged again. Prosperity will hold the grandest ceremony in its history to welcome me in.'

Big D's wife softly said: 'Big D, you deserve it. Tomorrow the whole Gangdao jianghu will cheer for you; from now on, you, Big D, are the ultimate aspiration of all Gangdao jianghu people.'

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Li Xin was too busy; as soon as he reached the company, he had everyone knock off work, only Qiuti guarding downstairs.

He picked up the phone, just connected: 'Don't speak, I'll tell you what to remember—tomorrow the great jianghu storm will completely dissipate; you must wipe out Wang Bao in Mong Kok.'

Immediately organize at least five hundred police officers, ensure combat strength, guard both ends of Tsuen Wan Road, and notify the marine police to guarantee the sea route is cut off.

This way we can completely eradicate all drug dens in Mong Kok and Tsuen Wan.

Can these merits get you promoted to senior superintendent?

Huang Bingyao said with a sobbing tone: 'A Xin, don't act rashly; they can sweep slowly, don't risk your life!'

Li Xin froze, then angrily cursed: 'Damn, I painstakingly planned this huge merit for you, and you're cursing me to die? Are you even human?'

Huang Bingyao instantly perked up, fawning: 'A Xin, rest assured—with this intel I can keep even mosquitoes from flying out.'

Wang Bao will be shot dead tomorrow for resisting arrest, but what about Jingkun and Big D?

Big D not cooperating to block the road is also useless; Wang Bao is gone, Ling Kun will monopolize Prosperous Corner, and the consequences will be even more severe.

Knowing Huang Pangzi was anxious, he also stopped wasting words: "Big D tomorrow will join Prosperity with the grandest ceremony in Gangdao's history, and from the moment he steps into the Three Saints Palace, the eight thousand people of Alluvial Bay will drive out all the drugs."

I will use Big D to pressure Ling Kun, forcing him to abandon all fantasies; if he doesn't make a choice, he will die tomorrow in the Three Saints Palace.

Huang Pangzi, am I deserving of the funding you gave me?

Huang Bingyao's excited blood surged, his face turned crimson, and he said ferociously: "Tomorrow, Wang Bao will die in Prosperous Corner; the Flying Tigers, marine police, and police station will deploy at least two thousand people to surround Prosperous Corner and Alluvial Bay."

Damn, with such a detailed plan, if the operation still isn't successful, the police can just go die.

Inside and outside cooperation, and it's even a short donkey collaborating with the police to take down the drug lord—awesome, A Xin, you are the most awesome undercover agent in history.

Remember this: if something happens to me one day, go to my house and find your sister-in-law; your undercover file and pardon are in the safe.

Take out the watch I gave you a year ago, show it to your sister-in-law, and he'll know; there's an identical one in the safe.

Li Xin understood what Huang Bingyao meant; Old Huang can be said to be a representative of the pro-China faction; if they cannot reach a consensus next year, Old Huang, this pro-China faction, might meet with an accident.

Because the traitor's lackeys won't let him go, John Bull doesn't matter.

Damn, the most hateful thing forever is the traitor.

Li Xin calmed his tone and said to Huang Bingyao: "Old Huang, rest assured, if something happens to you, I'll have them bury you with honor; you know, I have a squad of gunmen under me—killing a traitor's lackey is their specialty."

Huang Bingyao laughed, laughing louder and louder: "A Xin, Old Huang, it was worth it."

Behind every hero lies endless resentment.

So Li Xin has always made others bear resentment; he cannot be a hero.

But he will spare no effort to send those bastards to meet their ox ancestors from a hundred years ago.

As for John Bull? How many horns do they have?

A bullet to the head means death all the same.