Chapter 122 The more good deeds I accumulate, the more my granddaughter will surely be mine.



Hong Kong is not large; compared to the mainland to which it belongs, it is but a tiny place.

However, this land has become one of the most prosperous cities in Asia in the past century due to its geographical location. Currently, its permanent population even exceeds that of Tokyo, making it one of the most densely populated cities in the world.

In this era, this land has the strongest and most ruthless bandits in a century, as well as the most loyal, brave, and righteous gangsters. They despise the law, committing murder, arson, and other crimes, but at the same time, they prioritize loyalty and righteousness.

Especially the brothers in the gang, they don't recognize heaven or earth, they only recognize the leader.

As long as the big boss gives the order, they are ready to risk their lives and disregard their own safety.

So when Master Dong and Master Er, the two leaders who had been in charge of Kowloon for half a century, made a request to send their men to kill someone, the only ones they could send out were absolute masters. Otherwise, if they didn't stop them, they would die on the mission, even if they died.

Therefore, they must be contained.

Only by containing them will Yu Zhengrong lose his external support, and everything will be much easier.

According to Chen Rou's plan, after getting things under control with Inspector Yu, she was ready to mediate the conflict between the two big bosses in Kowloon.

So she wrote a letter to each of them, with similar content. First, she truthfully told them that the child they were looking for was not a boy, but a girl, and that she had the birth certificate as proof.

She also specifically noted that she, as the girl, was unsure who her biological father was, but she welcomed them to undergo DNA testing with her to verify who her father was.

But there's a condition: they must outwardly agree to Yu Zhengrong's request, but absolutely not send anyone to cause trouble or kill on the cruise ship tomorrow, otherwise she will never see them again.

She also arranged a meeting with the two gentlemen and a date for exchanging tokens: next weekend.

...

Let's start with Mr. Dong.

This gentleman has a rather impatient temperament. He appears carefree on the surface, but he is actually very meticulous.

After reading the letter, he let out a long sigh and said to the second master beside him, "I knew it. That father and son surnamed Yu are both treacherous and no good. It seems there is something fishy about this matter. Fortunately, I have this letter. Otherwise, I would have made an enemy of the Nie family. When I get to the afterlife, Chairman Han Yu will probably spit on me to death."

The second master said, "But didn't you say that we're going to fight a side battle, and it doesn't matter whether others are killed or not, we won't touch Nie Zhao?"

“Swords and spears have no eyes. Even if we don’t kill them, that old scoundrel Er is a treacherous bastard. What if he makes a move? What if Nie Zhao dies? I have a relationship with his mother. How can I face my old friend in the afterlife?” said Master Dong.

The second master glanced at the letter, somewhat disappointed, and said, "This letter says it's a girl, are you lying?"

“Nothing in this world is perfect. It doesn’t matter if it’s a boy or a girl, as long as it’s my child, that’s enough.” Mr. Dong said, letting out a long sigh, “When Inspector Yu said it was a boy, I was always a little uneasy. Now that we have a girl and a photo of the sachet, I feel much more at ease. That child, there’s hope!”

The second master was almost in tears: "Congratulations, elder brother, from now on our Loyalty Hall has an heir!"

Master Dong gently stroked the photo of the fragrant naan bread, and couldn't help but sniff: "It must be from my Dong family, there's no mistake."

On the other hand, after receiving the letter, Master Er's reaction was actually similar to Master Dong's.

He read the letter alone after receiving it, and he breathed a sigh of relief after reading it. However, he had no relationship with Han Yuzhu and was only a nodding acquaintance with Nie Rong. If it were really for his grandson, he could bring himself to kill someone.

But the Nie family had no grudge against him, yet he went and wiped out their entire family; he had a heavy burden on his heart.

In fact, he thought much like Master Dong: to agree to Sir's demands on the surface, but to actually go easy on him in private, just to make a show of it. He was also worried that Master Dong might go on a killing spree.

When he read in the letter that it was a girl, his reaction was similar to that of Master Dong. How should I put it? They were both over seventy, practically on their deathbeds. If a grandson were to suddenly appear, he would inevitably wonder if someone had designs on his wealth. But if it were a girl, his concerns would be much less.

Just then, as he was reading the letter, the old servant brought in tea and asked with a smile, "Why are you smiling so happily today, sir?"

Master Er grinned from ear to ear, but asked the maid, "What do girls like these days? I need to prepare a gift."

"Prepare a gift for which family's daughter?" the maid asked.

Grandpa Er firmly believed that if he had a child, it would definitely be his own, because half of the jade bracelet was on his son and the other half was missing. He naturally assumed that the other half was taken by that northern girl and that it was a keepsake.

He couldn't say it outright yet, since the matter had to wait until next weekend. After opening his mouth for a long time, he said, "Go ask the girls in the neighborhood what gifts they like, write them all down, and send me the list!"

The maid smiled and said, "Sir, you really are the most doting old man in all of Kowloon when it comes to children."

Grandpa Er sighed and said, "Only by accumulating virtue can one reap good results. The more virtue I accumulate, the more likely my granddaughter will be mine."

The truth may be cruel, and one side will always break down when they discover the cruel truth, but tonight, the two bigwigs of Kowloon are holding letters and photos, full of hope, and smiling as they fall asleep.

...

Another day has passed in the blink of an eye, and tonight, Nie Zhao and his son will be boarding the ship.

Today, Nie Jiajun was particularly upset because he checked information from West Point, several other US military academies, and news agency online message boards, and all the information he received was that the US torpedoes had indeed been retrieved by fishermen.

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