Chen Rou was stirring Er Ye's rice, stirring up all the crispy rice at the bottom of the claypot, then pouring on the sauce and stirring it well. She handed the claypot rice to Er Ye and said, "So you see, it's easy for me to get rid of someone if I want to."
She could defeat Master Dong while standing on the territory of the Loyalty Hall, and she could also defeat Master Er while standing on the territory of the Righteousness Hall.
This move would not only resolve the dispute but also perfectly frame someone else, making it a flawless and perfect crime.
Grandpa Er nodded and said in a gentle voice, "The younger generation surpasses the older generation, and the student surpasses the teacher."
He admitted that he was getting old, and finally acknowledged Chen Rou's excellence, regardless of gender, but as a human being.
Seeing that he wasn't eating, Chen Rou handed him a spoon and picked up a shrimp cake for him. After seeing that Master Er started eating, she asked softly, "Why do you all always think that I'm here to reunite with my family, not to seek revenge?"
Master Er paused, glanced behind him, and saw Ah Meng holding a gun right behind him.
"And why do you think I would care so much about blood ties?"
As Chen Rou spoke, she ladled herself a bowl of soup, finished it, and continued, "My mother, Chen Juan, swam to Hong Kong. She was originally an excellent ballet artist. If she could go to Paris, Amsterdam, or the United States, she would continue to develop her dance career and become an excellent ballet artist. Moreover, she has already received a plane ticket sponsored by Chairman Han Yuzhu and can leave."
After a long pause, Mr. Er said, "I'm sorry."
"Whether it's you or Master Dong, did you ever care about that woman, my mother's life or death? Although you didn't kill her, you watched her become a pawn in the casino, prey in the hunting ground, allowing two men to tease and play with her by intimidation. Did you ever try to stop it?" Chen Rou asked again.
Master Er is a true old fox; he has never been afraid of anyone in his life, but at this moment, he feels only fear.
Indeed, when Erhong and Dongying were vying for Chen Juan, neither he nor Master Dong intervened.
They were incredibly kind to the gang members and henchmen, but they felt guilty towards Chen Juan.
Of course, if Chen Juan's daughter hadn't been so fierce, capable in both martial arts and cunning, and ruthless in her words, Master Er wouldn't have regretted it. But at this moment, he was particularly regretful, regretting that he hadn't restrained his son's excessive behavior.
Chen Rou continued, "So in your and Mr. Dong's eyes, I should be your relative, but in my eyes I am not. You are all my enemies, the enemies who killed my mother."
"Don't talk while eating or sleeping," she said, and then started eating.
She ate with such relish, scooping up a big spoonful of rice, topping it with a piece of fatty intestine, and then taking a big, oily bite, chewing it with relish and sweetness. After a few bites of fatty intestine, when she felt a bit greasy, she would eat a small chili pepper.
Overwhelmed by the spiciness, she grabbed her water glass and gulped it down.
Seeing that Master Er wasn't touching his chopsticks, she frowned: "You..." Could it be that you're too scared to eat?
Grandpa Er picked up his bowl, raised his chopsticks, and started scooping and stuffing food into his mouth, eating as fast as Chen Rou.
Chen Rou finished her bowl of claypot rice, picked up a spoon and gently scraped the last few grains of rice into her mouth, then picked up her water glass and silently waited for Master Er to eat.
After he put down the bowl, he stacked the two bowls together and wiped the table with a tissue.
Her upbringing, like that of a diligent child raised in an ordinary family, is not something the Nie family could cultivate. Just like her decisive, clean, and sharpshooting marksmanship, which is also not something the Nie family could cultivate.
She is a walking enigma.
Master Er didn't move, but stared intently at Chen Rou, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
He felt that the time he spent eating with the child was so comfortable, yet so short and fleeting.
What made him feel even more desolate was that this might be the first and last meal he and she would ever have together.
But just as Master Er was lost in thought, Chen Rou said, "I have a favor to ask of your Zhongyi Hall."
Chicken Bro had already returned and was still lying on the stairs, squeaking as he opened his mouth.
If there's a favor to help, it means there will be more than one meal to eat, so Master Er laughed and said, "Of course I'll help."
Before Chen Rou even explained what it was about, he immediately agreed.
“I know that you, like Master Dong, never get involved with drugs and don’t allow your subordinates to do so either. Since Gui Tou Rong and Xiang Tian Ge died, there have been fewer drug dealers in Kowloon. But there’s a gang you know well… the Bamboo Union is involved in drug trafficking.” Chen Rou’s tone reminded Master Er of a certain type of person: a mainland Chinese, a mainland soldier. He said, “Go on.”
Chen Rou didn't say anything, but simply raised her hand and made a cut on her neck.
She'll kill anyone she wants, even drug dealers, until nothing grows left!
After a long silence, Master Er finally said, "I am indeed familiar with the Bamboo Union. I am also one of their members. I heard that they have a new leader in the past two years, but I have not come to pay my respects. Since the leader is not following the rules, it is only right to teach him a lesson."
This is what a big shot is like. They can fight and kill, but they still need to have a legitimate reason for doing so.
Seeing that he was clenching his fists, Chen Rou probably felt that things were a bit tricky, so she said, "I still have people, and I have the son of the former leader of the Bamboo Union."
Master Er's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Then let him be the gang leader. The Bamboo Union gang used to charge five million a year in dues. I won't charge him more. Five million it is. Ah Rou, this is because of your relationship. The road is so far, and a few dues a year is too much trouble. I was too lazy to care."
So back then, it seems that the father of the Taiwanese boy was protected by Master Er.
Later, he was killed, but Master Er didn't care, simply because the fees he paid were too low and not worth it.
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