Looking at his lost uncle across from him, Zheng Shaojie felt reluctant. He hesitated for a moment and said softly, "I, Zheng Shaojie, always keep my word, but since you have lowered your face to come to me and plead for mercy, I can promise you to spare his life and change the assassination order to capture him alive. I will only bring Uncle Chai back and enforce the family law."

To Zheng Shaojie's surprise, after hearing what he said, his uncle hesitated and actually shook his head.

"No, you better kill him!"

"……What?"

Zheng Shaojie looked surprised, as if he suspected he was hallucinating.

Uncle San sighed and said calmly, "I know Lao Chai's character best. If you catch him and make him accept the family discipline in front of tens of thousands of gang members, it will be more painful for him than death!"

"Instead of accepting humiliation, it is better to let him die directly. If I can falsify the cause of death and preserve his reputation after death, Third Uncle will be satisfied!"

Hearing what his uncle said, Zheng Shaojie couldn't help but look surprised.

These old guys from the Red Gang are really not easy to deal with!

After making sure that Zheng Shaojie would not change his mind, the third uncle, who had originally been very affectionate with his brother, instantly changed his mind and began to persuade him to kill Uncle Chai directly.

Such a change in attitude would be extremely shocking anywhere in the outside world.

But in a place like the Red Gang, it seems so natural and reasonable.

Sooner or later, you will have to pay for your bad deeds. Uncle San knows this very well.

Looking at Zheng Shaojie who looked surprised, Third Uncle sighed and stood up, saying softly: "I said that whether you agree or not, I will fully support you. I am very happy that you are willing to give me this face, but since it can't achieve the outcome I want, it's best not to compromise!"

"Ajie, Uncle San will teach you one last lesson. For those in our business, never think about compromise or half-measures. If you want to do something, do it to the extreme. If you are indecisive, you will die sooner or later..."

Zheng Shaojie stared at his uncle in a daze. After a long while, he came to his senses, stood up and said respectfully, "Ajie, I'm grateful for your advice!"

Uncle San nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and was about to leave.

But after taking just two steps, he stopped again and turned around and said, "By the way, I would like to remind you that the biggest challenge in dealing with Lao Chai is not me, but your father."

Zheng Shaojie frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Uncle San said softly, "Lao Chai not only blocked the knife for your father, but also when your father was framed, he carried your father on his back, forced his way through the crowd, and brought him back to the Red Mansion..."

Zheng Shaojie nodded thoughtfully after hearing this: "Okay, I understand. I will talk to Dad about it."

Uncle San nodded, turned around and was about to leave with the middle-aged man with glasses.

At this moment, Zheng Shaojie's voice came again from behind.

"Uncle San, wait!"

“…”

Uncle San turned around in confusion, and then saw Zheng Shaojie with a calm expression and the black muzzle of the gun in his hand.

The middle-aged man with glasses was startled, sweat dripping from his forehead. He quickly stood in front of Uncle San and said, "Ajie, calm down. What are you... doing?"

Zheng Shaojie held the gun in his hand and said calmly, "Third Uncle, I trust you very much, but some things need more thought, so before Ah Qing and Ah Chi deal with Uncle Chai, I can only ask you to stay in the Red Mansion temporarily..."

The middle-aged man with glasses widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Ajie, you..."

"Be patient!"

Uncle San persuaded the middle-aged man with glasses and said to Ajie with a smile, "Okay, then I'll stay here for a few days. Ajie, I feel more and more that I didn't make a mistake in choosing you. Under your leadership, the Red Gang will definitely go further than it is now!"

"I'm sorry, Uncle San."

Zheng Shaojie apologized softly and then pressed the button under the desk.

Soon, hurried footsteps were heard outside the study, and seven or eight men in suits holding guns pushed the door open and entered, warily pointing their guns at Uncle San and the other man.

"Put down the gun!" Zheng Shaojie shouted, and then said calmly, "Please ask Third Uncle to stay in the vacant room on the fourth floor. Remember to be respectful. Third Uncle is your elder, not a prisoner!"

"Yes, Prince!"

The young men in suits bowed respectfully, then left the study with Uncle San and the other man.

As the footsteps faded away, Zheng Shaojie looked at the photo of his father Zheng Jianglong and his old brothers on the desk, his eyes revealing a complicated look.

In this day and age, long-distance telephone calls have only just appeared and are even rarer on the mainland. An organization like the Red Gang naturally cannot afford to use them, so before his father Zheng Jianglong returns, he probably won't be able to communicate with them.

"I can only act first and report later. I will have a good talk with my father after he comes back..."

Zheng Shaojie thought so in his heart and let out a faint sigh.

"Uncle Chai, Uncle Chai, why do you have to embarrass me?"

…

…

That night, in the Qing Gang’s Tiandi nightclub.

Uncle Chai, who has black and white hair, is hugging a scantily clad dancer, touching her all over while talking to the man opposite her with a smile on his face.

The man was no more than thirty years old, wearing a white shirt with the buttons haphazardly unbuttoned, revealing a chest full of Guan Gong tattoos. The index and middle fingers were missing from his left hand, which was holding the dancer in his arms. He was none other than Bazhi Kun, who was in charge of selling goods for the Qing Gang.

Looking at Uncle Chai with a lustful look in his eyes, Bazhi Kun's face was filled with a smile.

He never expected that Uncle Chai from the Red Gang would actually sell all the goods from the Axe Gang to him!

Those were good stuff that the Axe Gang had bought with great difficulty. If they were to sell them all, the profit would be at least hundreds of thousands of dollars!

And Bazhi Kun did nothing but sit at home, when he was hit on the head by this unexpected fortune.

On the other hand, Uncle Chai on the opposite side not only has to spend time and effort fighting for territory, but also has to give up the bulk of the profits to himself. It's really unfair... No, he's the living God of Wealth!

Bazhi Kun looked at Uncle Chai with a smile, and while he was excited, he also felt a little curious and confused.

The deal had not been concluded before, and he was worried that Uncle Chai would go back on his word, so he never dared to ask.

But now that the deal has been done, Bazhi Kun could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked, "Uncle Chai, please allow me to say something. With so many good products, why don't you sell them yourself instead of selling them to me?"

“…”

Hearing Bazhi Kun's question, Uncle Chai's smile froze, and then he sneered and said, "Who else could it be because of? Of course it's the famous Prince Jie!"

"Oh?" Bazhi Kun raised his eyebrows, looking very interested.

Uncle Chai picked up the wine on the table, drank it all, and then said fiercely: "This stinky boy has done so many good deeds in recent years that he really thinks he is a good person!"

"Little did they know that the Red Gang relied on the shady business to develop. It was me and Boss Zheng who chopped our way out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses with our machetes!"

"He's just a young man who's enjoying the fruits of others' labor. He took advantage of his family background to gain some fame and started to boss us elders around, insisting that DP is more harmful than a flood or a beast. He actually cut off all the DP business in the gang!"

"That is, he still has some means of making money, helping his brothers who have lost their way to make money to find other ways to make money."

"Otherwise, the gang would have been in an uproar!"

Is this true?

Bazhi Kun asked with interest: "When did this happen?"

Uncle Chai looked drunk and said casually, "It was only two years ago!"

"Two years ago?"

Bazhikun nodded thoughtfully.

No wonder his business has been getting better and better in the past two years!

But the person who cut off the Red Gang’s internal business turned out to be Prince Jie?

Thinking of Prince Jie's reputation and methods, Bazhi Kun couldn't help but frown.

"Uncle Chai, forgive me for being blunt, but the deal between you and me should have been made without the knowledge of Prince Jie, right?"

“…”

Uncle Chai paused and glanced at him calmly: "Why, are you scared?"

Bazhi Kun immediately puffed out his chest and said proudly, "How is that possible? With such a batch of goods in hand, let alone asking me to go against Prince Jie, even if I were asked to talk back to my dragon head, what would happen?"

"Making money is the first priority!"

Hearing Bazhi Kun's words, Uncle Chai smiled.

"Bazhikun, among all the brothers in the Qinghong Gang, you are the one that suits my taste the most!"

"hehe!"

Bazhi Kun chuckled, then his face straightened and he said, "But then again, for the sake of our business, I still need to know whether Prince Jie will take action against us. After all, you have more or less violated his wishes..."

"He dares!"

Uncle Chai snorted coldly, and then said calmly: "Don't worry about this. The Five Continents and Four Seas Hongmen Reunion Conference is being held recently. Whether it is the branches such as the Green Gang and the Red Gang, or the Red Gang itself, no one should easily start a war. Even if Prince Jie wants to attack me, he can only hire someone from outside."

"I know that he has recruited a group of hidden martial arts masters. If he really wants to take action, it will probably be these martial arts masters who will take action."

When Bazhi Kun saw Uncle Chai's firm tone, he immediately had an idea and realized that the other party had already thought of a countermeasure.

"Then... do you have any countermeasures?"

"certainly!"

Uncle Chai smiled: "In order to prevent that kid from attacking me, I invited a peerless master!"

As he spoke, Uncle Chai turned his head and looked at the man with glasses standing behind the sofa. This man was none other than Master Tian, ​​a subordinate of Brother Chen from the Axe Gang.

After the Axe Gang collapsed, he immediately switched sides to Uncle Chai who came to raise his flag.

"Master Tian, ​​is the expert you found reliable?"

“Reliable, absolutely reliable!”

Master Tian smiled and said quickly, "It is said that this person was the number one killer in the Jianghu, nicknamed the Ultimate Killer King, Huoyun Evil God. He was so obsessed with martial arts that he became possessed and was locked up in a mental hospital!"

"What, a mental hospital?"

Bazhi Kun couldn't help but look skeptical.

Master Tian smiled and said, "As the saying goes, seeing is believing. I have arranged for someone to invite the Fire Cloud Evil God over. You two will know if he is a true peerless master after seeing him with your own eyes!"