Chapter 246

A Le eats until his mouth is full of oil, but does he look after the gang brothers? You can't just let him reap the benefits while everyone else bears the trouble, can you?

Longgen vented his resentment, then pointed at Da Po Hei and continued: "When A Le took Nine Dragon City, how did he promise those few halls? Did he follow through afterwards?"

When borrowing troops, he spoke better than he sang, but after the matter, he couldn't recall a thing—he never acted like that!

Is it over once the big pie is drawn? He doesn't even leave a sip of soup for others—now who can still allocate troops for him?

Da Po Hei was already dark‑skinned; hearing Longgen say that, his complexion is so black you couldn't tell he's human even if you threw him on a coal pile and he didn't open his mouth to show his teeth.

Last time Dong Zai supported A Le, afterward he gave him absolutely no benefits—not even letting him get involved in the Number Four Kid's business in his own territory!

Now Da Po Hei misses Da D terribly; although Da D is a bit arrogant and overbearing, he's never been stingy.

In the past, both he and Yu Tou Biao could operate in Herb Bay's businesses, unlike A Le, that loser who just draws big pies.

Nothing practical at all!

Tan Ke saw everyone getting more worked up, hurried to smooth things over, and said:

"What you say makes sense, but we can't ignore Pointy Sand Spit! We finally got a foothold there—if we lose it, Harmony United Victory will lose all face!"

"The gang doesn't belong to any one person; we all rely on the word head to make a living. If the sign falls, we'll all have to go home and gnaw on old corn!"

"Don't waste words in anger—hurry up and support Pointy Sand Spit; that's urgent!"

Da Po Hei replied: "I can't do anything—East Prosperity's Golden‑haired Tiger Sha Meng is sending troops from Origin Bright, eyeing Big Marsh like a tiger watches its prey; I dare not send reinforcements, or I'll lose my turf!"

"You also know Big Marsh borders Origin Bright; if I pull my forces to support Pointy Sand Spit, East Prosperity will definitely attack us."

"I can't just sacrifice my own territory for A Le's— that makes no sense; I'm powerless to do anything about it!"

Chui Ji saw the discussion winding down, then said: "Hey! Since we can't agree, let everyone speak—who can send troops to support Pointy Sand Spit?"

Chuan Bao said directly: "Forget Carp Gate—Yu Tou Biao isn't even in Gangdao, and besides, his place is a remote backwater with hardly any manpower; he can't help."

Longgen also said: "You all know Prosperous Corner Officer's Hill—there are hardly any venues there, and it's only because Jing Kun is giving face that they haven't been driven out."

"Even if we let him help, he has no manpower—he doesn't even have a single capable underling to lift; what would he support with?"

Lao Gui Wai took one look at the Yellow and Poison lines—none of them had anyone standing out.

He exploded in anger: "Are you still members of Harmony United Victory?"

"Has Pointy Sand Spit been lost? And now you expect to reap the benefits?"

"You want to scoop up the benefits but refuse to exert any effort—where does all this good fortune come from?"

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about your own little schemes—how much did A Le sacrifice to break into Pointy Sand Spit? Do you still have any conscience?"

"Lao Gui Wai, do you think you're Uncle Deng? You're just jabbering away!"

Chuan Bao rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and said: "Don't fucking say it so nicely, isn't it just that you got the news from Immortal Trust and got a bargain?"

What has A Le contributed? Just contributed some time answering the phone?

When fighting in Tsim Sha Tsui, did the gang brothers give him support? They did! Now if we can't hold it, who can we blame?

Immortal Trust gave him such a big benefit, yet he's scheming against them behind their backs—is this something a person would do?

Chuan Bao pointed at the lamp above his head, looking at Lao Gui Wai and asked: "You dare say that speaking to the lamp, this wasn't done by A Le?"

Don't look at these old-timers of Wo Luen Shing, they all look like idiots, but those who have managed to survive to now—aren't they the ones with pig-like faces and resounding hearts?

They may not have great wisdom, but they understand these jianghu tactics completely in their hearts.

A Le's tricks can't fool them; they can all guess eight or nine out of ten!

These old-timers aren't exactly good people, but that doesn't stop them from occupying the moral high ground and blaming others.

Seeing Lao Gui Wai not retort, Longgen curled his lips with a cold smile.

He sneered: "Lao Gui Wai! If Immortal Trust finds out about this, do you and A Le still have a way out?"

You know his methods well enough—without reason he'll stir up trouble threefold; Eastern Prosperity just lent a road to gunmen, letting him take Yau Ma Tei—guess how he'll treat you and A Le?

Lao Gui Wai stuck out his neck, speaking tough but feeling guilty: "He can do it, so others can't say anything? He could even kill me—what then?"

Wo Luen Shing isn't a pushover—are we afraid of his Immortal Trust or not?

Go to hell!

Chuan Bao directly threw the teacup in his hand at Lao Gui Wai, and he burst out cursing in anger.

Damn it! What you two did isn't human!

Immortal Trust gave you meat to eat, yet you repay kindness with enmity!

You still have the face to involve yourself in the gang? Damn it, do you still want face?

As soon as Chuan Bao started acting, the room instantly descended into chaos.

Alright!

Chui Ji slammed the table—since Deng Fei's death, he finally has the bearing of a Leader, even daring to slam the table!

Not easy!

He pointed at Lao Gui Wai and said: "Don't be dissatisfied either; the Immortal Trust matter has nothing to do with the gang."

It's all you two who caused this—you and A Le clean it up yourselves.

Now quickly allocate manpower to support Tsim Sha Tsui; angry words can be said, but Tsim Sha Tsui cannot be lost—this is the gang's decision.

Chuan Bao asked: "When did the gang decide this? I didn't know."

That sentence left Chui Ji dumbfounded—before, Uncle Deng could say that and it was fine, but when he says it, it's not allowed?

He's the Leader! He can't even decide on this little matter?

Chui Ji looked at Chuan Bao and asked: "Am I still the Leader of Wo Luen Shing?"

Yes!

Then Chuan Bao, tell me—can my decision represent the gang?

No!

Chuan Bao's words almost choked Chui Ji to death—this Leader's role is truly stifling! Can't decide on anything!

He wants to do something; he also has to watch the faces of these old-timers!

……

Riverweed Bay.

Da D listened to Sister-in-law Da D say; A Le had something to find him; he picked up the phone and called.

He opened his mouth and asked: "You, a member of Harmony United Victory, what do you want from me? If you have something to say, say it quickly—I've got business to attend to here."

A Le's face looked like he'd eaten shit; the situation is stronger than people; Da D now has people when he needs them, money when he needs it—he can't compare!

He could only put on a warm face to a cold butt, smiling and saying: "Brother Da D! I've had a slight misunderstanding with Xi Yan; I want you to act as a mediator, to tell us to make peace—what do you think?"

Da D held a cigar in his mouth, took a puff, then flicked the cigar ash.

He opened his mouth and asked: "A Le! I know a bit about that guy Xi Yan; as long as you don't provoke him, he's not a troublemaker."

"If you don't explain the whole story clearly, how can I act as the mediator? This isn't a joke, is it?"