The epic battle that has lasted for nearly 70 years is about to come to a conclusion and come to an end?
The group of henchmen were so excited they didn't know what to say. As Chen Rou seemed to walk towards Master Dong, Brother Chicken grabbed the fuse of the bomb. He couldn't accept that Zhongyi Hall had lost. If Zhongyi Hall really lost, he would pull the fuse.
But is Miss Chen really heading towards Mr. Dong?
Mr. Dong's eyebrows and beard stood on end as he yanked open the car door and rushed out, arms outstretched.
But from a distance of more than ten meters, Miss Chen glanced at him, frowned with disgust, and then turned and headed in the direction of Master Er.
Master Dong's eyebrows and beard drooped down instantly, but then straightened up again as he clenched his fist and raised it.
His men immediately grabbed baseball bats, and One-Eye snatched back the fuse, baring his teeth in anger: "Kill! Kill!"
The two arch-enemies, one a scholar and the other a warrior, were deeply scheming and more refined. With his white hair and silk Tang suit, and gold-rimmed glasses, he was overwhelmed with happiness when Chen Rou walked towards him. He reached out several times but couldn't open the car door. It was the driver who quickly opened the door and helped him up.
Master Er was much better prepared than Master Dong. He instructed the driver, "Quick, get the things!"
The driver brought out a stack of blueprints, and Mr. Er quickly placed a colored one on top.
Those are the blueprints for a building. Any Hong Konger would be familiar with that building, because it was the blueprint for the former Governor's Residence, the Merri Building. Currently, the Merri Building has been demolished and is stored in various locations.
Grandpa Er photographed the main structure of Meili Building at the very beginning of its demolition.
If it weren't for Chen Rou, he would have donated it to the Hong Kong government for reconstruction and restoration after the handover.
But now, he plans to give it to his granddaughter, who has been living away from home for over twenty years and whom he has never raised for a single day.
Meililou, the place where Han Yuzhu danced with the governor, is a rare gift even the richest man would covet.
Seeing his granddaughter walking towards him, Grandpa Er couldn't control himself, tears welled up in his eyes, and his old legs were trembling. However, Chen Rou didn't let him get excited for long, because she stopped when she was three meters away and asked, "Are you the head of Zhongyi Hall? Haven't you noticed that because of you, all these shops have closed down?"
Grandpa was taken aback by her words. While he was still in a daze, Chen Rou asked again, "Do you know how expensive the rent is for these shops? Because of you, they can't open for half a day, they have no income, and they lose money?"
Mr. Er mechanically replied, "We can compensate you."
Chen Rou nodded: "No wonder Uncle Liang always says you are a reasonable old man. You should pay compensation when you should, and don't always affect the citizens."
After saying that, she left without even looking at the blueprints for the Meili Building, and she headed straight for Master Dong.
This was absolutely devastating!
The two gang leaders were about a hundred meters apart, so they couldn't hear each other. Dong Ye's men didn't know what had happened, but seeing Er Ye hunch over after Chen Rou finished speaking, they immediately started speculating: "She went to reject Er Ye, so she, my god, she's our young lady!"
Master Dong's eyebrows and beard instantly bristled. He was a man of genuine emotions, his joy and anger easily expressed, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter. However, seeing Chen Rou indeed walking towards him, he didn't forget his rationality and signaled his men to hold back. Looking at Chen Rou dressed in comfortable casual clothes, looking neat, tall, and slender, the old man, being a rough man, didn't know how to use complicated words, so he simply said one word: Good!
This is wonderful! The girl walking towards him is the granddaughter he has always dreamed of.
Even a tiny bit less wouldn't be enough, but it's her. She is the future head of the Yiyong Hall, the next leader.
Master Dong was so excited that he felt dizzy, as if a pie had fallen from the sky. His son, Dong Ying, was indeed not as outstanding as Er Hong from the Er family. His grades were poor, he wasn't ruthless enough when he fought, and he was indeed a little idiot who wet the bed until he was 8 years old.
But the little fool helped him win the last fight of his life.
At this moment, he was already imagining what it would be like to die and, as the victor, ridicule Master Er.
He wasn't dead yet, but he was already smiling in the afterlife; his eyebrows and beard were dancing, dancing happily.
...
The family watched helplessly as their granddaughter, whom they had almost gotten their hands on, slipped away. They were all devastated, and the old man himself was in tears. He leaned on the driver, the blueprints of the Meili Building he was holding trembling.
If Dong Ye's side hadn't arrived in such a hurry and been unprepared, they would have been making a big fuss with gongs, drums, and firecrackers.
But things didn't seem that simple, because Chen Rou stopped about three meters away from Master Dong and said coldly, "Even your leader knows that fighting and making noise in the street is wrong, Master Dong, don't you know that?"
Master Dong has been involved in the underworld since he was a toddler; he's a crab in the Chinese zodiac.
What a joke! He fights and makes a ruckus in the streets every day. Anyone who dares to say a word is asking for trouble.
However, if he owned half of Kowloon, he could have given it all to his granddaughter. Why was she looking at him with such disdain? Was she his granddaughter? If she was, she should have nodded, and from then on, half of Kowloon would have belonged to her.
Master Dong's eyebrows and mustache danced up and down, because he was unprepared and didn't know how to answer. He still had a thousand questions to ask, so he stumbled toward Chen Rou, and his underlings also crowded around him.
Chen Rou said something that made the old man freeze in place.
She said, "Stay away from me, you bad old man!"
Mr. Dong's henchmen were stunned: "What did Miss Chen call Mr. Dong? No way... Bad, bad old man?"
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