Chapter 209

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

Zhong Yong Bo's brow was tightly furrowed, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He knew full well this was no small matter, and at that moment he couldn't be bothered to scold the bodyguards anymore, hurrying to say: "You all stay there and guard, don't move around, I'm rushing back right now!"

After speaking, Zhong Yong Bo hung up the phone and rushed to the hotel in a flurry.

Along the way, his heart was in turmoil, all sorts of guesses flashing through his mind—worried that Hung Hing's people were secretly playing tricks and had kidnapped Lei Gong, and also afraid that Lei Gong himself had met with some accident. But no matter which situation it was, the current state of affairs was terribly bad.

When Zhong Yong Bo hurried back to the hotel and went straight to Lei Gong's room, upon entering he saw those few bodyguards standing there with fearful faces. He asked with a dark face: "Still haven't found him?"

The bodyguards shook their heads one after another, one of them saying softly: "Sir, really no, we've almost turned this room upside down, but there's no trace of the boss at all."

Zhong Yong Bo snorted coldly, personally searching the room inside and out again, carefully and meticulously, not missing any nook or cranny like under the bed or the top of the wardrobe, but the result was still nothing found.

He stood in the middle of the room, his complexion so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it, feeling both annoyed and panicked in his heart, completely at a loss, muttering to himself: "This... what on earth is going on? Where could the boss have gone? It's almost time for the appointment to fight Hung Hing, without the boss, how can we fight..."

The atmosphere in the entire room was suppressed to the extreme, everyone falling into a state of confusion and panic, while the night outside seemed to grow even deeper, as if foretelling that a greater storm was about to arrive.

The originally agreed-upon twelve o'clock was fast approaching, and the atmosphere at the wharf was tense as a powder keg about to be lit.

Hung Hing's brothers, led by Jiang Tiansheng, were all eager and ready for battle. Although they knew they were at a disadvantage in numbers, that unwilling-to-lose spirit kept them from showing any sign of fear.

As for the San Chain Bang side, they had originally been relying on their superior numbers, thinking they had this big battle won tonight, but who could have imagined that at this critical moment, Lei Gong would go missing for no reason.

This threw the ranks into complete chaos. Without their backbone, those originally high-spirited Little Brothers began to have doubts in their hearts, and morale plummeted all at once.

As the hour hand pointed to twelve, the great battle was on the verge of breaking out, and both sides watched each other like tigers eyeing their prey. When they first clashed, the San Chain Bang people fought hard by inertia, but gradually they discovered that without Lei Gong commanding and directing at the front, the whole force was like a pile of loose sand, each fighting on their own, coordinating in utter chaos.

In contrast, on the Hung Hing side, Jiang Tiansheng was experienced and commanded with composure. Although Lin Hao had gone off to handle other matters earlier, he also rushed back at this critical moment, and after joining the battle he was like a tiger given wings, leading the brothers in a fierce charge. Thus, the situation gradually developed in a direction favorable to Hung Hing. Before long, the San Chain Bang people began to retreat step by step.

Ultimately, this great battle ended with Hung Hing's victory.

According to the previously agreed conditions, although the San Chain Bang was extremely unwilling, they had no choice but to hand over the operating rights of a bar and that twenty million yuan.

When handing over the things, the San Chain Bang people's faces were unsightly beyond words. Someone unwillingly shouted at Jiang Tiansheng: "Jiang Tiansheng, don't think we don't know. Lei Gong's disappearance definitely has something to do with you Hung Hing people. You must have done something behind the scenes!"

Jiang Tiansheng, however, had a completely calm expression. He spread his hands and swore an oath: "I, Jiang Tiansheng, lay down my words here today. I, Jiang Tiansheng, absolutely did not touch a single finger of Lei Gong. This matter has nothing to do with me. If I'm lying, may I be struck by heaven and thunder! You lost your own boss, don't try to pin it on me."

After speaking, Jiang Tiansheng thought to himself: "I really didn't touch Lei Gong. A Hao touched him, that can't be pinned on me, right?"

The San Chain Bang people were still suspicious in their hearts, but they had no evidence at the moment, so they could only grit their teeth and accept this result.

However, they didn't intend to let it rest like this. After all, Lei Gong's disappearance was no small matter. They immediately issued a warning that they must continue searching for Lei Gong, and they absolutely had to get to the bottom of this matter. No matter what, they had to find out exactly what Lei Gong had encountered, and whether he had really been schemed against by Hung Hing.

As for the Hung Hing side, they had won this victory, not only retaken the venue but also gained extra benefits. Everyone naturally cheered and jumped for joy, but Jiang Tiansheng and Lin Hao knew in their hearts that this matter probably wasn't over yet. Lei Gong's disappearance would sooner or later cause greater waves. They still had to be on guard against Hung Hing's subsequent retaliation. In the coming days, it probably wouldn't be peaceful.

Lin Hao had been holding back these past few days, patiently waiting for the right moment.

Finally, on the night seven days later, the night was dark as ink, the entire city shrouded in tranquility. He felt the time was about right, so as usual, under the cover of night, he silently slipped into the hotel where Lei Gong had originally stayed.