Chapter 149

Dominate Southeast Asia!?

"Good! Joining the Qinglong Society is the most correct choice I've made in this life!"

"I like the days of licking blood off the blade!"

"I have no other requirements, I just want to make more money, I need to support my family, I want to make a lot, a lot of money."

"Haha... I also want to make more money, I want to marry a wife and have her bear me children!

"..."

After hearing Chen Jie's words, everyone around was filled with expectation for the future.

Qilin suddenly recalled something and said in a low voice:

"Dragon Brother, these forces in Southeast Asia are very unreliable; for the sake of profit, they can betray us at any time!"

Chen Jie nodded and said in a deep voice:

"I have a clear idea in my heart; they want to turn our 'Qinglong Society' into the sharpest blade!"

Chen Jie sized up 'Tu Zha' with a glance.

"Everyone go prepare; we can only take fifty people out, that is to say, each Hall Master including yourselves can only bring four people."

"The 'Qinglong Society' wants elites!"

"Right! The three districts joining forces was my fault, I deserve to die ten thousand times over!"

"Dragon Brother, I think... there seems to be some misunderstanding between us."

"Fatty Wang Hou requests the 'Qinglong Society' to take me in!"

Just as the 'Qinglong Society' meeting ended.

Chen Jie was instantly stunned, then laughed "hehe": "Haha... you dead fatty, you switch sides really fast."

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and his face quickly revealed his signature smile as he said:

One could see the nervous-looking Fatty Wang Hou, upon seeing Chen Jie.

Life and death at stake, the fatty dared not hold back in the slightest.

He knew very clearly in his heart that if he wanted to survive, if he wanted the 'Qinglong Society' to take him in.

That person from Afghanistan standing next to him, 'Tu Zha', because he personally killed Park Jintae, was promoted to 'Hall Master'!

He said in a harsh voice:

"If I betray, may heaven strike me with five thunderbolts, let me die without a whole corpse!"

"Dragon Brother, I'm not trash, I guarantee to you, I'm absolutely not trash!"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said tremblingly: "Dragon Brother, Qilin Brother, Fatty I sincerely want to defect to the 'Qinglong Society', I swear...!"

Chen Jie waved his hand to interrupt Fatty Wang Hou's words and said coldly: "Enough! What I hate most is 'swearing oaths'; our 'Qinglong Society' doesn't need trash!"

"However, who is the blade, we'll only know when the game ends."

Only to hear Li Chengze suddenly arrive beside Chen Jie and say in a low voice:

"I swear, as long as the 'Qinglong Society' can take me in, for this life and the next, I will definitely serve the 'Qinglong Society' loyally, absolutely never betray!"

"Before I teamed up with the South Koreans and Indians to deal with you, that was because I needed to protect myself, I was afraid of losing everything I had in the Third District."

Thud!

He actually directly knelt before Chen Jie, kowtowing and begging for mercy:

"I can make money, make a lot, a lot of money! I have channels to make money!"

"Dragon Brother, Fatty Wang Hou has come, how to deal with him?"

"I just told you, swearing oaths in front of me is useless! Our 'Qinglong Society' doesn't need trash!"

Chen Jie instantly laughed.

"Although the several major clans of Myanmar-Yunnan are powerful, the various forces here pay attention to balance."

"But for the sake of us all being 'Chinese', you spare me!"

"I believe... we will be the ones holding the blade in the end."

The fatty kowtowed, his whole body trembling.

Chen Jie narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Bring him in."

Didn't expect this Afghan, his angle of viewing problems is actually not bad.

He raised his head and secretly glanced at Chen Jie and Qilin next to him.

Hearing this, everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

A moment later,

"Although I haven't practiced any martial arts, after the 'Qinglong Society' goes out from here, it will definitely need money, right?"

Wang Hou seemed frightened by the killing intent emanating from Chen Jie, hands clasped together, whole body shivering.

Wang Hou instantly kowtowed again and hurriedly shouted:

Gurgle...

"As long as we can grasp the middle ground well, I believe that after our 'Qinglong Society' grows and develops, we will be the final winners."

Then,

One must definitely have value.

Hearing this, Chen Jie's eyes instantly lit up: "You can make money? Tell me in detail...!"

What gives him the biggest headache right now is money!

In the early stages of the 'Qinglong Society's' development, money is very important.

The fatty didn't hesitate and hurriedly said:

"Dragon Brother, I used to make a living around the Golden Triangle, and people called me the 'God of Wealth'!"

"I had six 'Ice Lines' in my hands, but unfortunately the Golden Triangle's industry structure was adjusted later, and they were all swept clean. I haven't touched 'Ice' since!"

"Over these years, I've accumulated a lot of money and connections outside. Back then, the liquid funds in my hands, while they couldn't compare to those large consortiums, still amounted to over a hundred billion Mei Yuan."

Holy shit...

Over a hundred billion Mei Yuan!?

Hiss...!

Everyone around, upon hearing this, couldn't help but gasp.

This dead fatty got this much money outside?

No wonder he's the 'God of Wealth'!

Even Qilin and Ba Te and the others beside him were staring at Fatty Wang Hou with faces full of shock.

Being stared at by everyone like this, Fatty Wang Hou only then realized he seemed to have bragged a bit too much just now.

He hurriedly lowered his head and said: "That was before... I'm not lying to you. Before, I really did have that much money on me, but after coming to the 'Wa State Concentration Camp', I have no money left!"

Qilin, with his explosive temper, jumped up instantly upon hearing this.

"You son of a bitch... playing me!?"

Fatty Wang Hou was startled by Qilin's ferocious, evil-asura-like appearance.

He hurriedly said:

"No! Brother Qilin, I really didn't lie to you. Listen to my explanation first."

"I hid in the 'Wa State Concentration Camp' because I was betrayed, driven to a dead end. My money was all swallowed up by someone!"

"Dragon Brother, as long as you let me join the 'Qinglong Society', with my channels, I guarantee you I can make money in the shortest time possible."

"Although I don't touch 'Ice' anymore, I have channels in the Southeast Asian Underground Boxing Market. I have connections with over a dozen boxing arenas, can act as a behind-the-scenes banker, and run outside bets...!"

"Don't kill me, I really can help everyone make money."

Chen Jie, hearing this, felt a stir in his heart.

He came to the fatty's side, staring at him with his gaze, and said in a cold voice:

"Fatty, you've said so much, but have you thought about why I should believe you?"

Fatty Wang Hou instantly shivered in fright, and hurriedly said:

"Dragon Brother, I don't need you to believe me. You just need to believe my actions!"

"Even if I say more now to make you believe me, that's not realistic."

"But rest assured, as long as you let me join the 'Qinglong Society', I will definitely be able to build a massive funding chain for the 'Qinglong Society'!"

"And all the funds will be controlled by you, Dragon Brother. I have this ability...!"

Chen Jie quietly looked at Fatty Wang Hou, lowered his head, and fell silent for a moment.

"Alright then! Get up... your words moved me!"

"As long as you can truly accomplish everything you said today, I can likewise swear that in the future, everything of the 'Qinglong Society' will have a share for you!"

Finished speaking,

Chen Jie patted the fatty's shoulder, turned his head, and said to Li Chengze:

"Put the fatty on the list of those leaving...!"

Five days later!

The Golden Triangle region of Southeast Asia, less than a hundred kilometers from the 'Wa State Concentration Camp'.

Chen Jie, leading the 'Qinglong Society' personnel, transported in several military trucks, arrived at a stockade village.

In the following time,

The 'Qinglong Society' personnel temporarily resided in this place called 'Wuzhai', serving as their temporary habitat.

Choosing this place as a habitat was the result of careful consideration.

This place in Southeast Asia has chaotic forces, with local armed groups springing up endlessly.

Therefore,

We must first find a place to settle down.

"For the next half month, everyone rest and recuperate in 'Wuzhai', conserve your strength!"

"Wanting to develop and grow in Southeast Asia, relying solely on fighting and killing won't amount to anything."

After Chen Jie waited for everyone to settle down, he spoke:

"The most urgent task right now is to make money. With money in hand, you don't panic when handling affairs!"

"Additionally, we need to purchase 'Firepower', which also requires no small amount of money, and we need to recruit soldiers and buy horses."

Qilin said:

"Our 'Qinglong Society' currently has fifty-odd people. If we want to wipe out a nearby small stockade, a sneak attack wouldn't require purchasing 'Firepower'!"

"Dragon Brother, just give the word. Who are we planning to wipe out? I'll take the lead!"

Have to say,

Qilin is absolutely a fanatic. Just out of the 'Wa State Concentration Camp', he couldn't hold back anymore.

Li Chengze beside him took a deep breath and said:

"Dragon Brother, I feel... we'd better rest and reorganize for a period first. It's not that I'm cowardly, but we just came out of the 'Wa State Concentration Camp' and don't understand the forces in this Southeast Asian area."

"Additionally, the local armed forces here are complex and intertwined. If we rashly launch actions, it's very easy to offend the large factions locally."

"So, my suggestion is to stabilize first, develop low-key, and when we have strong soldiers and sturdy horses, we can do whatever we want then."

【118】 Qilin thought for a bit, nodded and said: "What you say makes a bit of sense, but how do we make money next?"

Qilin thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "That makes a bit of sense, but how do we get money next?"

Chen Jie said indifferently:

"Making money depends on whether the fatty is reliable or not!"

"Wang Hou, in a few days, we'll go to that boxing arena you mentioned, make a sum of money first, then talk."

"Li Chengze, Ba Te, I'll give you five million first. These few days, you two are responsible for getting a batch of 'firepower' over."

Hearing this, the fatty's eyes instantly lit up. He raised his head and looked at Chen Jie: "Dragon Brother, are we going to underground boxing?"

Chen Jie nodded, saying in a deep voice:

"Our 'Qinglong Society' is short on money right now. Just like I said before, if we don't have money in hand, there's simply no way to recruit soldiers and buy horses, no way to grow our forces."

"So we must get a sum of money in a short time."

"We need to arm ourselves first. After settling down, we can gradually swallow up the other forces in Southeast Asia, even including their boxing arenas."

"The underground boxing market in Southeast Asia is huge. The massive funds inside are waiting for us to scoop up."

"As for your former 'Ice Line', my principle is don't touch it! That's a red line, understand?"

The fatty nodded, smiling: "Dragon Brother, leave the underground boxing matters to me. If we can ensure winning, we open an outer banker, absolutely can sweep the board!"

"With your strength, combined with my betting channels, earning tens of millions of Mei Yuan in one night is very easy."

"Calculate the time. Next month, Southeast Asia's 'Black List Hegemony' is about to start. This is Southeast Asia, even the entire Asia's once-every-five-years top-level underground boxing battle."

"Each 'Black List Hegemony' underground boxing total betting volume exceeds three hundred billion Mei Yuan."

"Dragon Brother, Qilin Brother, with the two of your strengths, if you register to participate in the 'Black List Hegemony', you'll definitely have a chance to fight into the finals circle."

"At that time, each match's betting volume, through the outer banker's operation, can earn a lot of money!"

"Additionally, as long as our 'Qinglong Society' develops and grows strong, we're not afraid of their 'black eating black'. Whoever dares to have designs on us, we can openly swallow them up."

"This place Southeast Asia compares who has more money, more people, more guns!"

"..."

Speaking of underground boxing matters, the fatty Wang Hou was full of vigor.

He wasn't 'fond of gambling'; on the contrary, he had zero interest in 'underground boxing' itself.

What he liked was the operation of 'underground boxing'.

You must know, for any match to open an 'outer banker', it not only needs strong financial backing, but simultaneously requires super-strong network connections.

Otherwise,

even if you can open an 'outer banker', the final benefits must also be split away by the boxing arena for a large half.

So behind you must also have strong strength supporting, to ensure not being 'black eaten black'!

"Good! You prepare first. Five days later, we'll go to a nearby boxing arena and ruthlessly scoop a sum."

Chen Jie instructed.

Short on money...!

The 'Qinglong Society' wants to develop, needs a large amount of money.

As the 'Qinglong Society's' Dragon Head, Chen Jie had to think of every way to make money.

You must know,

any boxing arena's betting has limits.

If only relying on match prize money and betting funds, making a small fortune is possible, but absolutely cannot make a big fortune.

At this time, the fatty Wang Hou's value was reflected.

Those who truly want to make big money are the behind-the-scenes bankers.

Only by sitting as banker can one 'hit a cold upset' and sweep the board!

Just as Chen Jie, leading the 'Qinglong Society's' men and horses, had just settled down inside the 'Five Villages'.

His phone, which had been turned on not long ago, rang.

It was Xu Haihong from the East China 'Da Fuhuo Quan Chang' calling.

"Chen Jie, how's the investigation going on your side in Southeast Asia?"

Xu Haihong asked somewhat anxiously.

Chen Jie replied: "I've already come out from the 'Wa State Concentration Camp'. The investigation has no results. My big brother never went inside. It should be a failure of information on the police side."

"Your call is such a coincidence? I just came out today, and you call me?"

Xu Haihong said helplessly: "Where's the coincidence? I've been calling you since two days ago. You've been powered off the whole time. I was worried something happened to you. Additionally, our 'Da Fuhuo' side, the situation is a bit bad."

Chen Jie said in surprise: "What happened?"

Xu Haihong sighed:

"Ever since the Japan person 'Funakoshi Masao' died, recently this period, the Japan people have gone crazy. They started targeting our East China major boxing arenas, especially the 'Da Fuhuo' East China headquarters!"

"Japan's three top 'Fighting Kings' have all arrived. They swept through Zhedong's major boxing arenas."

"Our 'Da Fuhuo Quan Chang', during this time, losses are very large. Continuing like this, we can't hold on. Very likely we'll have to close."

"East China 'Da Fuhuo' was consecutively 'counter-bet' for five nights. Each night's counter-bet was two hundred million!"

"Other boxing arenas were similarly opened for counter-bets by the Japan people. This half month, sixteen boxing arenas have closed."

Hearing this, Chen Jie instantly furrowed his brow slightly.

Staying in the Southeast Asia 'Wa State Concentration Camp' for this period, he had now seen through many things.

"President Xu, tell me the truth. Is it that the Japan people are forcing you to hand me over, right?"

Ever since witnessing Xu Haihong shoot Uemura Mitsuko dead with one shot.

Although the relationship between Chen Jie and Xu Haihong had become much closer.

But simultaneously, his inner heart grew increasingly vigilant.

These people who can open underground boxing arenas domestically, none of them are simple characters.

They have many methods, and they also have many top-level boxers under their command.

Even if the "Da Fuhuo Quan Chang" really suffered a challenge, they have many ways to handle these affairs.

How could they be so impatient as to call him themselves?

Chen Jie quickly figured out the relationship in between.

Xu Haihong fell silent for a moment, not directly answering Chen Jie's words.

Chen Jie said indifferently: "Boss Xu, I don't mind going to East China's 'Da Fuhuo' to fight a few Bangzhan, but you have to give me the bottom line."

A moment later,

Xu Haihong sighed and said:

"I didn't lie to you, the Japan people came to the 'Da Fuhuo Quan Chang', specifically naming 'Qinglong' for a challenge!"

"They came for revenge for 'Funakoshi Masao', the counter-bet matter is real!"

"We have already invited Tong Baichuan, this weekend he will challenge the Japan Fighting King — Miyamoto Musashi!"

"Behind the Japan people, there is powerful financial backing, and they are not directly clashing with us, but through middlemen agents, engaging in counter-betting with our 'Da Fuhuo'."

"In this way, even if the higher-ups want to step in and intervene, it is extremely difficult."

"For this half month, we have suffered heavy losses."

"This is a reshuffle battle of the Domestic Underground Gambling Boxing market, we have no way to avoid battle."

"Although they clamor that they are coming for 'Qinglong', in reality, the purpose is still for the East China gambling boxing market."

"How about this, as long as you can participate, ten million appearance fee, twenty million prize money."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie immediately laughed.

This price, for Domestic boxers, is absolutely a high price.

Even the Domestic Martial Arts Circle Twelve Heavenly Kings' Tong Baichuan, perhaps is also this price.

However...

Chen Jie now represents not just himself alone.

Half a month ago,

He was a martial arts school student, had just obtained a Professional Boxer License, and made a name in underground gambling boxing.

Xu Haihong gave him five million appearance fee, Chen Jie felt he was valued.

But now,

He is the Dragon Head of the 'Qinglong Society'.

Win one Bangzhan, only thirty million, for the 'Qinglong Society', not enough!

Maximize benefits!

This is what Chen Jie learned from the fat man Wang Hou.

"Alright! Weekend I'll return to the country for a trip!"

"Letting me participate is fine, appearance fee and Bangzhan prize money, I don't want!"

"But, the counter-bet with the Japan people, I'll take it!"

"If I lose, the money lost in the counter-bet to the Japan people, you guys pay! Anyway, even if you spend money to hire me, if the counter-bet is lost, you still have to pay compensation to the Japan people."

"If I win, the money won in the counter-bet, I want half!"

"That is to say, I don't need you to give me any money, but if I win, I take away one hundred million!"

"Cooperate with me, you won't lose, Old Xu, consider it, discuss with your boss above 'Ceng Guang'."

"Additionally, if you want me to kill the Japan people, also fine, I'm not afraid of offending Japan people! The money won in the counter-bet, I take all!"

Finished speaking,

Chen Jie hung up the phone, a smile revealing a thread on his face.

Truly, drowsiness came, and immediately someone delivered a pillow.

Just happened to lack money, immediately someone wants to deliver money to him.

Fight Japan people, couldn't ask for better!

In the 'Wa State Concentration Camp', if it wasn't because Bai Fengcheng obstructed, Chen Jie would have long wanted to kill the Second District's Japan person Watanabe Ichiro.

This period, his leg technique force generation and fist technique fused thoroughly, combat power improvement very obvious.

Just need to properly find an opponent to verify.

Go to East China to fight this Bangzhan, if there is one hundred million funds.

For the next period, 'Qinglong Society' doesn't need to worry about funds problem.

Of course,

First, the first matter, is to purchase firepower!

Truthfully speaking,

In this Southeast Asia place, Chen Jie is still very Xiao Xin Shen Shen.

Private armed forces too many, firepower in this place not restricted.

If 'Qinglong Society' doesn't have super strong firepower, once a conflict occurs with other forces, in minutes they would be wiped out by someone.

This place not only needs strong personal martial force, simultaneously needs many guns, many people!

Want to have underground betting top right in this Southeast Asia place, guns must be many, firepower must be fierce!

Say a not good to hear sentence,

Having money in this place also doesn't work, must have guns and power!

(Chapter End)