Chapter 122 Fear
Chapter 122 Fear
Chapter 122 Fear
Big D, Big Guang, and Li Tianyi were all taken aback by Chen Mei's reaction.
"Uncle Mei, what's going on? What Mexican guy?" Big D asked, frowning.
Chen Mei's face was ashen. She didn't bother explaining further, hurriedly climbing out of the hot spring. Her subordinates immediately handed her a bathrobe: "Big D, Ah Guang, Ah Yi, I have some urgent business to attend to. The gambling ship matter, and the plan to deal with Song Zhaowen—discuss them first, and stay in touch!"
After saying that, he wrapped his bathrobe tightly around himself and, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, hurriedly left the hot spring area, his steps even a little unsteady.
The three of them, including Big D, were left looking at each other in bewilderment.
"What's going on?" Big D grumbled, "They're just a few Mexicans. Why are you so scared? Chen Mei is getting more and more timid as she gets older."
They understood Chen Mei better than Big D. This old fox was ruthless and extremely cunning. The fact that he could lose his composure like this, even neglecting the "important matter" at hand, showed that the threat posed by those "Mexicans" had surpassed that of Song Zhaowen in his mind.
An ominous premonition lingered in the hearts of both Li Tianyi and Da Zhi Guang. They vaguely felt that Chen Mei's departure was probably more than just a "temporary leave." The framework that Guang and Tai had just built seemed to be—beginning to crumble.
Big D glanced at their grave expressions, scoffed, and lay back down in the water. "Tch, you two, don't scare yourselves. Even without Chen Mei, the three of us brothers can still handle it! Come on, let's discuss how to give that bastard Song Zhaowen a good beating, let him know who's in charge now!"
Before Da Zhi Guang and Li Tianyi could recover from the shock of Chen Mei's hasty departure, another series of hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the hot spring pool.
"Agui," one of Big Brother Guang's trusted henchmen, rushed in, sweating profusely. Forgetting all formalities, he shouted, "Brother Guang! Something terrible has happened!"
Big Guang's heart tightened, and he abruptly stood up from the water: "What's the panic! Explain yourself!"
Ah Gui, panting heavily and pale-faced, said, "Suddenly, a lot of unfamiliar faces have been loitering outside our brothels in Kwun Tong! Our brothers from Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui have also sent word that they saw Zhengxing's men mobilizing. Although they didn't cross the border directly, their actions—something's not right!"
"What?" Li Tianyi also jumped up, splashing water all over Big D's face. "Make sure you see who's leading Zhengxing!"
"Look closely!" Ah Gui's voice was hoarse. "The one leading the way is Fei Ji! And—and Luo Tianhong! Right across the street from our newly opened Golden Princess nightclub, there were three or four cars parked. No one got out, but the windows were open, and you could see that bastard Luo Tianhong sitting inside, wiping his sword!"
Luo Tianhong!
The name sent a chill down the spines of both Da Zhi Guang and Li Tianyi. Luo Tianhong was Song Zhaowen's sharpest blade; his personal appearance meant he was definitely not just "taking a look."
"Damn it, that mad dog Song Zhaowen, he found us so quickly by smelling the scent?" Da Zhi Guang was both shocked and furious, his hands and feet turning cold. He had just betrayed Song Zhaowen, knew his methods best, and was the most guilty.
Li Tianyi's face was so gloomy it could drip water: "Chen Mei just left, and Zheng Xing immediately followed suit, this time in Kwun Tong—"
This is no coincidence. Song Zhaowen is giving us a hard time, and also testing our reaction.
"Test my ass!" Big Kwong's voice shrilly: "Ah Gui, immediately notify all the brothels in Kwun Tong to call all their best fighters and increase security! Without my order, no one is allowed to make a move, but absolutely no one from Cheng Hing is allowed to step foot inside!"
"Yes, Brother Guang!" Ah Gui turned and ran.
Li Tianyi didn't care about anything else. As he climbed out, he ordered his henchmen behind him, "Go back to Temple Street immediately and tell all the brothers to keep their eyes peeled! Also, call our friends in the police force and ask if there have been any unusual movements in Tsz Wan Shan today!"
The two scrambled out of the hot spring, put on their clothes, and without saying much to Big D, hurriedly left with their respective groups. The imposing manner they had displayed when they arrived was completely gone, leaving only anxiety and unease.
In the blink of an eye, only Big D and his few subordinates, who were looking at each other blankly, remained in the steaming hot spring pool.
Big D stared blankly at the empty pool and the water splashed all over the ground for a few seconds, then a surge of anger suddenly rushed to his head.
"Fuck your mother!" He slapped the water hard, sending a high splash. "You two are all cowards! Chen Mei was scared out of her wits by a few Mexicans, and you two bastards were scared to death by Song Zhaowen's name? Guang He Tai? I'll f*** your mother!"
He grew angrier with each word, pointing at one of his men beside him: "Feiyong! Tell me! Isn't Big D very useful? Huh?"
"We have thousands of brothers, over a dozen gangsters, and so many hired gunmen, and now we've been scared off by two of our partners by Song Zhaowen, who just returned and lost half his territory? If word gets out, will my Big D still be able to survive in the underworld?!"
Fei Yong, Big D's henchman, was a burly man. Hearing this, he said in a deep voice, "Boss, those two cowards are just afraid of dying, what guts they have! Our Big D has a strong army, are we afraid of Song Zhaowen's iron will? He sent people to Kwun Tong to hang around? Good! Boss, let's take our men and storm Tsz Wan Shan, and wreck his headquarters!"
Another, more astute henchman, "Master Su," hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Boss, calm down. Chen Mei's sudden departure and the fact that Li Tianyi and Da Zhi Guang are so nervous are probably not just because they're afraid of Song Zhaowen—I have a feeling something's not right. That mad dog Song Zhaowen bites without barking, and the fact that he's sending people to Kwun Tong in such a high-profile manner seems like he's doing it on purpose for us."
"Intentionally?" Big D stared wide-eyed.
"Yes, boss," Advisor Su analyzed. "Think about it, if he really wanted to make a move, would he have so obviously shown up with Feiji and Luo Tianhong? He's putting pressure on them, testing them, and also—sowing discord. Li Tianyi and Da Zhi Guang are probably terrified right now, clinging tightly to their territory. If we rashly attack Ciyun Mountain at this time, we might be playing right into their hands, setting up a trap for us."
Although Big D was irritable, he wasn't entirely brainless. His advisor Su's words calmed him down somewhat. He sank back into the water, only his head above water, his eyes shifting between light and shadow.
"Hmph, that bastard Song Zhaowen, trying to play mind games with me?" Big D spat. "So what do we do now? Just watch him scare my partner?"
The advisor, Su, leaned closer and whispered, "Boss, let's remain calm and wait for the right moment. We'll hold our positions, but we need to build up our momentum. You should personally go to Kwun Tong and Temple Street to boost the morale of the brothers there, and let Li Tianyi and Da Zhi Guang see that your Brother D is as steady as a mountain. At the same time, have our men keep a close eye on Lok Siu's side. I have a feeling that Song Zhaowen's many little tricks might be related to Lok Siu's side."
"Young Master Lok?" Big D frowned deeply. "That spineless coward? He dares to go against me?"
"Boss, even if Young Master Lok is weak, he's still the head of the Wo Shing triad. If you split up the family business, he'll be the one who loses face the most. If Song Zhaowen offers him benefits, he might join forces against us—" The advisor, Su, didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was already clear.
Big D fell silent. The steam from the hot spring made him feel a strange chill. Chen Mei's panic, Li Tianyi and Da Zhiguang's fear, Zheng Xing's provocation, and Le Shao's potential threat—these fragments raced through his mind, gradually piecing together a blurry but dangerous outline.
Song Zhaowen, that mad dog, seems to be playing a grand game of chess this time he's back.
"Damn it—" Big D cursed under his breath, his eyes gradually turning fierce: "Want to play? Fine, I, Big D, will play with you to the very end! Fei Yong!"
"Yes, boss!"
"Pass the word down, all brothers on alert! Have the gunmen team ready at any time. Also—" Big D gritted his teeth, "Investigate! Find out what Young Master Lok has been up to lately, who he's met! And find a few shrewd strangers to keep a close eye on Cheng Hing's movements in Tsz Wan Shan. If Song Zhaowen dares to play dirty tricks, I'll flip the table right now!"
Even before Song Zhaowen had truly gone all out, the three old men from Guanghetai were already on edge.
Meanwhile, the hunt for Chen Tai has already begun.
Three days later, Bangkok, Thailand.
Chen Luojun and Wu Zhaoyong, along with five elite members of the Mad Dogs group, disguised themselves as ordinary Hong Kong tourists and checked into a hotel not too far from Chen Mei's villa in Bangkok.
Inside the suite, Wu Zhaoyong was pointing at several secretly taken photos.
"Brother Wen's predictions were spot on. That old fox Chen Mei really did run back to his lair in Thailand." Wu Zhaoyong pointed to a red dot on the map: "This is his villa in Bangkok, near the Chao Phraya River. It's a quiet place, but the transportation is convenient, making it easy to escape. He's always accompanied by four Muay Thai experts, who are said to have been poached from reputable Muay Thai gyms with high salaries. They have rich combat experience and are not just for show. There are also eight bodyguards, equipped with pistols."
Chen Luojun cracked his knuckles and ankles, his eyes sharp as an eagle's: "Four Muay Thai experts? Perfect, it's been a long time since I've sparred with real masters. Brother Yong, are the weapons and retreat route arranged?"
Wu Zhaoyong nodded, took out a black briefcase and opened it. Inside were several disassembled pistols, silencers, several magazines, and several gleaming military daggers.
"The guy's fine, handled through local channels, clean. There are three escape routes: waterway, land route, and a backup safe house, all arranged. Chen Mei likes to drink tea in the private garden behind the villa from 3 to 5 pm every day; that's when he's most relaxed. Apart from the two bodyguards who are right next to him, the others are generally stationed on the perimeter."
Chen Luojun picked up a dagger and twirled it deftly between his fingers: "Then tomorrow afternoon, Brother Yong, you take two brothers to provide backup outside, controlling the perimeter and the retreat point. I'll take the other three brothers inside to do the work."
"Hey, Boss Jun thinks highly of you. You're the key player in this mission. Do your job well, and the boss will definitely promote you afterward."
Chen Luojun grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "Hahaha, thank you, Brother Wen and Brother Yong, for giving me this opportunity~!"
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