allonlinenovel Chapter 223: The Sun Yee On Triads Don't Give Us Face
Chapter 223: The Sun Yee On Triads Don't Give Us Face
As it turns out, Chaozhou porridge does have some social skills.
He took out two million, and he actually managed to get on the good side with Fatty Dragon and Locke.
Looking at the box full of money, Fatty Long smiled.
"Okay, this matter is easy to resolve. I'll give Limpy Ho a call, and we can all sit down and have a proper talk. He should be willing to give me that kind of face."
After hearing Fei Long's words, Chaozhou Congee finally smiled.
"Okay. Then I'll leave it to Brother Fatty Long."
In Kowloon Walled City, still in that "Hall of Righteousness".
More than twenty of Wu Shih-hao's bosses gathered here.
Moge's summons means there's bound to be money to be made; they're running faster than rabbits.
Wu Shih-hao took out a map, showing that the Chaozhou porridge business was mainly concentrated in Sham Shui Po, Mong Kok, and Yau Ma Tei.
Just like last time, the gang leaders started dividing up territory again.
Old Mo, seated at the head of the table, began, "Gentlemen, I have no further words. I have only one request: take over Chaozhou Congee's territory tonight. As for Chaozhou Congee himself, leave him to me; I'll personally chop him up. Any questions?"
"No problem, Brother Mo, wherever you tell us to attack, we'll attack."
One of the leaders shouted loudly.
"Yes. We have no problems."
The other leaders all chimed in.
Just then, the phone in the lobby suddenly rang.
Wu Shih-hao quickly went over and picked up the microphone to listen.
"Hello, who is this? This is Wu Shih-hao."
A very awkward voice came through the phone: "Wu Shih-hao, what the hell are you doing? I heard you've retired from the life of a gang?"
Wu Shih-hao immediately frowned; the pain of pulling back his weapon was starting. He recognized the voice on the other end of the phone as Wu Cha, one of General Naimi's men.
Wu Shih-hao said firmly, "General Wu Cha, you are right, I am indeed quitting."
The voice on the phone sneered, "You have no choice but to do it! If you don't, who will I sell my produce to?"
Wu Shih-hao sneered, "General Wucha, is this something that can be forced?"
Wu Cha said, "Since you put it that way, I won't force you. If you quit and want to be a saint, I don't care, but we still need to eat, right?"
Wu Shih-hao sneered, "What does it matter to me whether you have food or not?"
Wu Cha said, "You don't have to do it, I don't care, but please open up your territory and let my people ship the goods."
Do you know how much business you've affected by not allowing people to ship goods on your turf?
"That's impossible."
Wu Shih-hao stated directly, "I'm not doing it myself anymore, and I certainly won't allow anyone to ship goods on my turf. Anyone who dares to ship goods on my turf, I'll take their life."
Wu Cha laughed: "Lame Ho, so you're saying you're determined to oppose me?"
Wu Shih-hao said, "I have no intention of going against you. Now that I've stopped, I can't let anyone ship goods on my turf."
Suppressing his anger, Wu Cha sneered, "Lame Hao, you're courting death."
Wu Shih-hao sneered, "If you have the guts, bring it on. Do you think I'm afraid of a Thai guy like you?"
"Very well. Crippled Ho, you've found a way to die. You just wait, if you can live for a month, I'll admit defeat."
After saying that, Wucha hung up the phone immediately.
The hall was very quiet.
Everyone could see that Brother Hao was very angry.
"What happened?"
Old Mo asked.
Wu Shih-hao chuckled and said, "I got a call from Thailand, asking me to open up my territory so they could ship goods from there. I didn't agree. They threatened me, saying I wouldn't live more than a month."
Old Mo nodded, knowing that this was an inevitable outcome.
"So what do you plan to do?"
Wu Shih-hao smiled and said, "What else can we do? Just wait and see. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. I knew this would happen."
Old Mo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'm here! We'll deal with this after we've sorted out the Chaozhou porridge."
Just then, the phone rang again.
Wu Shih-hao walked over and answered the phone.
"Hello, who is this? I'm Wu Shih-hao."
An arrogant voice came from the phone.
"Wu Shih-hao, it's so hard to get through to you. I've been trying for ages."
Wu Shih-hao immediately recognized Fei-Long's voice.
Wu Shih-hao smiled and said, "Oh, it's Brother Long! What brings you here to call me? What good thing are you doing for your brother?"
Fei Long laughed and said, "Brother, it's like this. I called you mainly to talk about the Chaozhou porridge. He's now one of our Sun Yee On members."
So, for the sake of brotherhood, could we find some time to sit down and talk things out? It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester, right?
Wu Shih-hao immediately frowned.
"Brother Long, it's not that I'm disrespecting you. He didn't kill me, so this matter isn't up to me. Besides, Chaozhou Zhou disregarded the rules of the underworld by hiring an assassin to kill my brother. No matter how you look at it, he's breaking the rules, isn't he?"
Fei Long said, "Brother Hao, I called you to resolve this matter!"
The world of martial arts isn't just about fighting and killing; it also involves human relationships and social interactions.
Are you really going to offend the Sun Yee On triad for the sake of some brother?
Fei Long was an old man in his fifties who always spoke with a hint of instructing younger people.
Wu Shih-hao quickly said, "Brother Long, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that. I really can't make this decision myself. How about I have the person involved talk to you?"
"OK."
"Fat Dragon said confidently."
"Brother Mo, it's Fat Dragon, the boss of the Sun Yee On triad, on the phone."
Old Mo nodded, took it, and said, "Hello, Brother Long, I'm Old Mo. The person Chaozhou Congee wants to kill is me."
Fei Long laughed: "Brother Lao Mo, this was Chaozhou Congee's fault, I admit that. When do you have time? Let's get together, I'll have him pour you some tea, and you can apologize."
Old Mo laughed and said, "Simply offering tea and apologizing won't do! He hired a top-notch French assassin who almost killed me. If offering tea and apologizing is enough, then I'll hire an assassin to kill you tomorrow, and then offer you tea and apologizing afterwards, and that'll be fine, right?"
Upon hearing this, Fei Long immediately flew into a rage: "Old Mo, how dare you talk to me like that? Do you know who you're talking to?"
Old Mo disliked this tone the most, and sneered, "You know that, right? I heard your nickname is Fatty Pig?"
"Bastard, you scoundrel."
Fatty Long was furious: "How dare you talk to me like that? Do you know that? Even your Brother Hao wouldn't dare talk to me like that. You're asking for death."
Old Mo laughed: "Threatening me, huh? Dare to tell me where you are right now? I'm coming to find you right now."
Holy crap, Fatty Dragon is really furious.