Chapter 278: then translation of title

All right, since the three seniors said that, then let actions speak; I'll deal with them, you just wait for news.

Watching He Shichang leave, the three old fogeys glanced at each other, then burst out laughing loudly.

It would be best if He Shichang could settle Pei Shu and Ah Wei; if he gets taken care of by those two, they wouldn't suffer any loss.

This is a profit-without-investment deal; they won't lose either way.

These old-timers are not just a specialty of Heng Lian Sheng; every club has them, it's always like this.

Hmm! If they encounter ruthless people, they'll be the first to die.

Heng Lian Sheng has already set an example for them, yet they damn well don't know to restrain themselves!

He Shichang returned to the car and ordered his trusted lieutenant, Da Jun: "Find an opportunity, first take care of Ah Wei for me."

Da Jun nodded, said nothing; he's a person of few harsh words.

The next morning.

Ah Wei left his house to go guard Wang Fengyi; during this time the smell of gunpowder was strong, and even though his men were on guard, he couldn't relax.

Just as he opened the car door, someone threw a sack over his head from behind.

Da Jun pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Ah Wei; after just one thrust, he was knocked flying by a speeding car.

Ah Wei struggled free from the sack, one hand pressing his wound.

He turned his gaze to the person who stabbed him; Ah Wei recognized him—it was Da Jun, He Shichang's trusted lieutenant.

Ah Wei gritted his teeth through the pain, picked up the dagger on the ground, and stabbed Da Jun twice in the neck, fearing he wouldn't die, then stabbed him several more times in the chest.

Afterward, he picked up the mobile phone on the ground and called Wang Fengyi.

"Miss, you need to be careful—He Shichang moved against me, I was stabbed, and for now I can't protect you!"

Ah Wei hung up, then called his subordinates, telling them to come handle the aftermath.

Not far from Ah Wei, Xiao Fu watched as his men took him away, gave a slight smile, then turned and left.

Xiao Fu took the boss's orders seriously; after settling this, he still had to go watch over Wang Fengyi.

The woman the boss fancied must not come to any harm, or the boss would dock his pay.

Xiao Fu took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and asked: "How's the situation over there?"

"No problem, just this little thing—rest assured, bring us some buns; we're a bit hungry."

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Not far from the late Gao Wen's residence is Wang Fengyi's home.

In a large van, the brothers from the motor pool put down their mobile phones.

Looking at the others, he said: "Xiao Fu still isn't at ease with us! This kid's gotten tight-skinned; when we have time we'll loosen him up."

The people in the van laughed and nodded, all agreeing with that approach.

He deserves a good beating—doesn't know how to respect the old squad leader?

The people in the van were quite satisfied with the boss letting them out to work.

How can they just take money and do nothing all day!

The boss really can't complain about them, and they're willing to work their lives for him.

Inside the villa.

Wang Fengyi hung up the phone, her expression somewhat tense; beside her, the sole trusted martial force had been injured!

To her, it was practically adding insult to injury, a leaky roof met with continuous night rain.

With a dejected expression, she picked up the phone and dialed that number.

……

He Shichang never waited for Da Jun's news; he knew something had happened and hurriedly took people to Kwai Chung.

He found the arms dealer and said: "Bring out the goods, let me check the quality; we'll trade after testing."

At a deserted beach, He Shichang wildly sprayed his AK, only stopping after emptying the magazine.

He pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, very satisfied with the batch's quality.

"Brother Chang, how is it?"

He Shichang told the dealer: "Long ones and short ones, I want five hundred each."

"Sure, no problem, Brother Chang, come with me—you can pick up the goods now."

He Shichang followed the dealer to a warehouse; only after entering did he discover many people inside pointing guns at them.

The warehouse doors were also shut.

He Shichang furrowed his brows, looking at the dealer and asked: "What do you mean? Not following the rules, trying to blackmail us?"

The dealer smiled, shrugged helplessly, and teased: "Can't help it—someone wants your head, Brother Chang, what can I do?"

He Shichang looked at the gunmen, his face dark, and angrily cursed: "Damn you for not following the rules—who'd dare do business with you in the future?"

The dealer thrust up his middle finger, shouting: "Damn! You're all dead—who knows it was me?"

"You're an idiot! Offending Brother Xin and still daring to buy arms in Kwai Chung—damn you, even if you don't die it's useless!"

"With that brain, what are you still doing in the jianghu? I'll send you to feed the turtles!"

He Shichang stared blankly, then urgently asked: "Immortal Trust?"

"Exactly, it's Brother Xin."

"I have no grudge against him—why is he going after me?"

He Shichang asked urgently, unable to stay calm, for he knew who Immortal Trust was and this time couldn't afford not to clarify.

He thought even a good death would be hard to come by!

The dealer stretched out a finger, shook it, and He Shichang was quick to catch on.

He directly said: "No problem, as long as it lets me clarify things with Brother Xin, I'll definitely pay this sum."

The seller smiled and said, "Good, I'm not afraid you'll default either; if you want to live, there's only one way."

"What way?"

The seller whispered a few words in his ear, then patted his shoulder after speaking.

"Whether you do it or not is up to you; you should know Brother Xin's methods—you can go."

……

The next day.

The Quan Xing Society had an internal feud, and He Chang led his men.

In broad daylight, aside from elder Pei Shu, he hacked to death all the other elders of the Quan Xing Society at the Red Flower Restaurant.

This incident caused a sensation in the Gangdao underworld—it was huge!

Society business is normally done at night, and everyone said He Chang had gone mad.

If you want to do something, do it at night!

It's not like there's no one; killing the big brother at night and doing this in broad daylight is a bit over the top!

After the gunfight, He Chang was shot dead by OCTB Sergeant Zhang Hao in the parking lot behind the Red Flower Restaurant.

Before he died, He Chang had one thought: "Damn Immortal Trust, you don't keep your word!"

If Li Xin knew his thoughts, he'd surely curse him: "You fucking got killed by the cops—what the hell does that have to do with me?"

Oh! I'm the cop myself?

Then it's fine!

Zhang Hao kicked He Chang, saw he was still breathing, and fired two more shots.

Afterwards, looking at the. 38 in his hand, he sighed.

He muttered, "This fucking. 38 just won't do—such a pain! It took six fucking shots to kill this good-for-nothing."

It's not just American cops who empty their magazines; Hong Kong cops do the same, otherwise you couldn't kill them!

After finishing, he hurried outside to find a phone booth and dialed Chief Superintendent Wong's number.

"Uncle Wong, I've taken care of it; what about my police station sergeant position?"

Chief Superintendent Wong smiled and said, "You did well this time, Sergeant Zhang Hao—you cracked the Red Flower Restaurant murder case and killed the bandit chief."

"What police station sergeant? You're just a probationary inspector—get lost and go study at the police academy!"

Hey! This is Chief Superintendent Wong, turning a greenhorn into what he is today!

Jianjun stood not far away, watching Zhang Hao settle these matters, then turned and left.

He Chang could now rest in peace; for him, Li Xin directly sent Jianjun and Xiao Fu over.

Even the dead got a grand send-off!

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