So, Hu Xiaotian went to the new hotel with Chen Rou and her husband last night and stayed there.
Moreover, he was, after all, a favorite of the second wife of the Wen family, and his car was parked in the VIP parking space, next to the Nie family's car.
Chen Rou had deliberately given him a heads-up, which fooled him. The gangsters were certain he was in a Bentley, which is considered a luxury car in Macau, so it was easy to find. He was stopped at the intersection.
Of course, a bulletproof Bentley baseball bat can't break it, but unlike Nie Zhao and Boss Wen, whose cars are just toys and can be destroyed if they're ruined, people are more important and can save their lives. Hu Xiaotian is just a henchman, and that Bentley is very valuable to him.
So, with their fierce and powerful presence, they banged on his car a few times and he got out.
Then came the beating. People were beating each other in the street with baseball bats, shouting as they beat him: "Master, Hu Xiaotian is a traitor who betrays his master, an ungrateful wretch, a three-surname slave, a despicable villain, and deserves to die!"
Master Dong and Master Er also came downstairs early, strolling leisurely by, just in time to watch a good show.
Just as they were watching, a motorcycle suddenly drove by, and the man wearing a helmet started throwing eggs at them.
Master Er dodged quickly and was only hit on the body; his head was fine. But Master Dong was hit all over the head.
Right now, he's roaring in the street, yelling, "Who the hell did this?"
He yelled again, "Who threw that rotten egg at me?"
Seeing this, his henchmen went after the motorcyclist to get revenge, and Hu Xiaotian was finally free.
He had already been hit all over the head by a group of thugs before being helped up by the onlookers and hurried into the hotel. Of course, he didn't curse, but Ah Si cursed for him: "You two old geezers, you're not even as good as rotten eggs?"
Chicken Bro chased after him and started hitting him, but Ah Si immediately pulled out a dagger, even licking it: "Come on then, if you've got the guts?"
brandishing his dagger, he cursed again: "You old bastards, you can't even walk properly and you still want to act tough? Go eat shit!"
One-Eye was busy complaining to Chen Rou, while Chicken Brother was chasing Ah Si. Just as he turned the corner of the hotel building, he was dragged into a small door. Immediately afterwards, a group of thugs punched and kicked him, almost causing his testicles to burst.
Grandpa Er raised Chicken Bro from when he was an infant until now, he's more like a son to him than a son. How could he not be angry when he was beaten like that?
They were simply following the rules, valuing the seasons more than a peaceful death or honor.
He immediately turned away, declaring, "Gather my men, I'm going to massacre Macau!"
Master Dong also said to One-Eyed, "Immediately gather the brothers and have them come to Macau. Kill them all, indiscriminately!"
Fortunately, One-Eyed called Chen Rou, who repeatedly ordered him not to act rashly.
Otherwise, at this crucial juncture of the handover, Macau will face another fierce battle.
Of course, in the previous life without Chen Rou's intervention, Master Er and Master Dong were just too good at fighting, and they tormented themselves to death early on.
Chen Rou and Nie Zhao arrived just over ten minutes later; the two gentlemen had just finished showering.
After hearing about the incident, the hotel staff brought them ginger soup to ward off the cold and sent four or five staff members into the room to provide personal service, hoping to calm the two big shots down.
After all, Macau is a place where various forces come and go, a chaotic mix of good and bad. All the hotel can do is indiscriminately coax the guests not to fight, and tell them to go to the casino if they have any problems, and gamble away all their troubles.
But neither Master Dong nor Master Er were willing.
They had all lived lives of arrogance and had never suffered such humiliation.
They don't want any other methods; they want a bloodbath.
Master Dong slapped his thigh and roared, "Light the sky lantern! Capture Hu Xiaotian and light the sky lantern for him!"
But when Grandpa Er noticed that A Yuan was carrying a small schoolbag today, he had to ask Chen Rou, "Is A Yuan going to school?"
Actually, it wasn't that A-Yuan wanted to go to school, but rather that he refused to leave the Coke behind. So Secretary An bought him a small backpack, and the little guy carried four cans of Coke in it. He even planned to take the Coke back to Hong Kong.
Chen Rou also felt that her son was carrying too much Coke and wanted to take it off, but the little guy was unwilling, so she could only let him continue to carry it.
She first tried to appease Mr. Dong: "You keep talking about being civilized and polite, but you always want to light sky lanterns. Don't you feel ashamed?"
He added, "Change your clothes and get some rest. I'll take care of everything. Just wait quietly for news, okay?"
Then look at Master Er: "You've always been so composed, why are you doing this?"
By the way, Chen Jinbao, who is now Chen Rou's errand boy in the area, has come along too.
Don't let his youth, short stature, and refined appearance fool you; he's very adept at handling things. He knelt down as soon as he entered, patted Master Dong's knees, and said, "Gentlemen, Macau isn't Hong Kong. Everything is decided in the casinos. Why don't we go down and gamble?"
He then said with a smile, "Harmony is the most important thing in everything. Go down and have a game, and you'll be happy afterwards."
Master Er was too busy dodging to see clearly, but Master Dong looked closely and suddenly grabbed his hand, saying, "It was you who did it!"
One-Eyed was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, you're the one who threw the rotten eggs, Jinbaozai, you're fucking asking for it!"
Those who gamble are even more despicable than those who are involved in organized crime, and they prefer to use underhanded methods.
So, was Chen Jinbao the one who threw the rotten eggs?
He naturally denied it, clasping his hands together and bowing to Master Dong: "No, no, no, I swear to God, it wasn't me."
But One-Eyed had already lifted him up, pointing a dagger at him: "Still not admitting it? Believe me or not, I'll bleed you dry!"
Chen Jinbao still smiled and said, "This is Macau. If you're so capable, go to the casino and bleed people dry? That's too old-fashioned."
When you come to Macau, you should settle things at the gambling table, not fight; that's the rule of the game.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com