Chapter 415 You don’t want to either, right?
At this time, Lei Fuhong, who was wearing a sky blue suit, also came over, took the initiative to extend his hands to Lin Zehao, and said: "Hello Mr. Lin, I am Lei Fuhong."
Lin Zehao raised his beautiful eyebrows and looked at Jin Lao with an inquiring look. The latter understood and explained in a low voice: "He is Lei Gong's only son. He studied abroad before and has never participated in these Jianghu affairs."
"If there is anything that is not done well, please don't hold it against him, Brother Hao."
After listening to the explanation, Lin Zehao shook hands with Lei Fuhong and showed his signature decent smile, showing no emotion.
"Mr. Lin, I have heard of your name for a long time. When I was studying for my MBA in Chicago, I heard of Hutchison. Your Hutchison Industries has invested in commercial plazas and chain retail supermarkets in Chicago, and is very popular among local Chinese."
Lei Fuhong kept pushing up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking like an elite intellectual who had returned from overseas. Anyone could see the sense of superiority he had.
"Thank you very much for coming to my father's funeral. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."
Lei Fuhong displayed a very high attitude, probably as high as three or four floors, which made the people in Hutchison a little dissatisfied. As for Lin Zehao, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just gave a look, letting you feel it yourself.
Lei Fuhong and Zhongyong Bo walked away. The former walked in front, while the latter followed closely, always lagging behind half a step. The subordinate relationship was very clear.
As for Ding Yao, she also left soon after, but she looked at Lin Zehao deeply, her eyes full of hatred, deep-rooted hatred.
Only Mr. Jin was still standing there. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Lin Zehao opening his mouth and saying, "Did I let you go?"
As soon as these words were spoken, He Ji's younger brothers immediately formed a formation and stopped the people led by Lei Fuhong.
"You can stop me if I say so, and leave me if I say so. Do you really think you are such a big shot?"
"Ama, call someone!"
A Mai took out his brother's phone and immediately prepared to carry out the order. His movements were so fast that no one could imagine.
Lei Fuhong was completely bewildered, he had not expected the situation to develop in this direction. They turned hostile and started fighting as soon as they said they would. Isn't this too fast?
The loyal and brave Earl stepped forward and said in a rather heroic manner, "Let's do it, who's afraid of who?"
"Afraid of you? If I'm afraid of you, then I'm not a real man!"
The San Lian Gang's younger brothers were also mobilized and they all picked up their weapons to surround Hutchison's men.
This went on and on, and the crowd that was watching had long been persuaded to leave. They only knew that there was a conflict between Hutchison and the San Lian Gang, but they didn't know the specific circumstances.
"Uncle Zhongyong, you didn't take anything I said just now to heart!"
"The boss's body is still lying there. As a subject, you are bringing people to make a scene in the funeral hall. What do you think of loyalty and righteousness?"
"What's more, Brother Hao is the leader of Hutchison. According to the rules and seniority of the underworld, what qualifications do you have to stop him?"
Although Mr. Jin seemed to be talking about Lord Zhongyong, he was actually hinting at Lei Fuhong.
However, judging from the current situation, Lord Zhongyong is determined to help Lei Fuhong take the throne, and he may very well become the new leader of the Sanlian Gang. It would be better for him not to blatantly oppose it, so as to avoid being liquidated in the future.
"The gang leader had just met with Wei Longhao in the morning and even had a big fight, and then he was killed in the evening. Tell Lin Bei, is this just a coincidence?"
Bo Zhongyong had a bad temper to begin with, and after being scolded time and again, he was already on the verge of exploding, so he simply spoke out what was in his mind.
Anyway, the area has been cleared just now. Now that things have come to this point, there is no need to hide some things.
"Are you crazy? Why are you trying to be so rude to me?"
"Now that you have no evidence, you have confirmed that this matter is related to Hutchison. Do you think it is appropriate?"
"Or do you really want to see a scene where the gang leader gets into trouble and the gang is forced to disband?"
Mr. Jin's eloquence and logic were certainly not comparable to those of Uncle Zhongyong, a rough man. Just two simple sentences made the other party stammer and not know what to say.
Lei Fuhong, who was still somewhat frightened, looked at the two most powerful elders of the Sanlian Gang arguing with each other. His face became very gloomy. This was completely different from what he had imagined on the plane before.
No one cared about him as the legitimate heir, and no one cared about his opinion, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all and he was just an outsider.
One more of him is not too much, and one of less of him is not too much.
This feeling made Lei Fuhong extremely disgusted. His mind was full of thoughts on how he could control the Sanlian Gang and put all the power in his own hands.
As for Ding Yao, she was unusually quiet. She just watched everything in front of her coldly, and no one knew what she was thinking in her mind.
Lin Zehao lit a cigarette and watched the confrontation between Mr. Jin and Uncle Zhongyong with interest.
Lei Gong's body was lying there, and had not yet been buried, but the Sanlian Gang had already fallen into civil strife. And judging from Lei Fuhong's actions and expressions, he must have had some restless thoughts, and the murderer of the assassination had not been identified yet.
The current Sanlian Gang can be said to be facing external and internal troubles, and it is unknown what the future will be like.
"Now, you must apologize to Brother Hao immediately for your reckless behavior!"
Mr. Jin is wise. He hasn't even solved his internal troubles and hasn't even decided on the most basic successor, but he's going to war with a powerful gang. Isn't this courting death?
He was afraid that Lord Zhongyong would make trouble again, so he quickly hugged his neck and whispered, "I know you want Fu Hong to take the position, but if you go to war with He Ji, even if Fu Hong becomes the leader, how can he stay there for long?"
"Uncle Zhongyong, you don't want to become the last leader of the Sanlian Gang right after Fu Hong takes office, right?"
In every change of dynasty, the initial stage is basically to seek stability and resolve internal problems before focusing on the outside and going all out.
The same principle applies to gangs.
There are very few people who fight from beginning to end like Wei Longhao.
Not everyone has such means and vision.
These words touched the heart of Lord Zhongyong. He dreamed of letting Lei Fuhong take the throne, and he really couldn't bear the consequences of going to war with Hutchison.
After thinking it through, Uncle Zhongyong no longer hesitated and walked up to Lin Zehao with big strides, bowed, and said, "Brother Hao, I'm really sorry. I was the one who spoke nonsense before. Please don't take it to heart."
As he spoke, Lord Zhongyong stretched out his right hand and slapped his mouth hard three times in a row. The sound was loud, showing how strong the force was.
Sure enough, a trickle of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
However, Lord Zhongyong had no intention of wiping it off. He still maintained a 90-degree bow and let the blood drip down.
Seeing this, the Sanlian Gang's brothers felt extremely ashamed and embarrassed.
Ever since Lei Gong passed away, Uncle Zhongyong has been the candidate for the new gang leader in the minds of most gang members. But now, this new gang leader bowed and slapped Lin Zehao in front of so many people. How can they accept this?
In the future, who in Taiwan will still look down on them?
The Tri-Union Gang has completely lost face!
Unlike the San Lian Gang, the people of Hutchison held their heads high and looked proud!
They have never lost since Brother Hao took office!
Not in the future, not now, and certainly not in the future!
"Brother Hao, please give us a favor. The Sanlian Gang will reward you handsomely in the future." Old Jin was afraid that Lin Zehao would not agree, so he whispered beside him.
Earl Zhongyong stood there with a bow, which made him particularly eye-catching, but at the same time, he felt a sense of humility that could not be expressed in words.
Lin Zehao didn't say anything, but just held the half-smoked cigarette butt in his hand, looking like he was going to throw it on the ground.
Seeing this, Uncle Zhongyong immediately raised his head and took a few steps forward, holding out his hands as an ashtray, and said respectfully, "Brother Hao, please."
Lin Zehao crushed the cigarette butt in Uncle Zhongyong's hand and turned it back and forth several times. A smell of burnt barbecue wafted out with the black smoke, but everyone subconsciously covered their noses.
Uncle Zhongyong gritted his teeth and endured the pain. Even though his body began to tremble, he remained silent.
Beads of sweat kept dripping down the temples, just like rain.
"I know I have a big mouth, so I'll talk less in the future."
"This time it was Lei Gong's funeral that saved you, so I will give you the Sanlian Gang a favor. There won't be a next time."
"Walk."
Lin Zehao said this and walked away with big strides, followed closely by Hutchison’s younger brothers.
Only the people from the Sanlian Gang were left standing there in shame, not even bothering to look up, for fear of seeing mocking looks.
When you're out there in the world, the most important thing is your face.
Now that their faces have been trampled on by Hutchison, how can they hold their heads up?
Mr. Jin quickly followed and said, "Brother Hao, I'll see you off."
Lei Fuhong quickly walked up to Earl Zhongyong and asked with great concern, "Earl Yong, are you okay?"
Uncle Zhongyong took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket, wrapped it casually, and shook his head, saying, "It's okay..."
If he could resist inhaling while speaking, his credibility might be higher.
Following Lin Zehao out of the door step by step, Mr. Jin saw a scene that made his jaw drop. The streets were almost covered with Toyota Hiace cars, connected end to end like a train. Looking around, there were heads next to each other, and there was no empty space at all.
They were all wearing black suits, and a golden "和" character could be vaguely seen on the left chest. It looked like it was hand-embroidered and must have been very expensive.
The most important thing is that these people are all big and strong, with a tough temperament and a buzz cut, and they look like they are not easy to mess with.
"Hello, Brother Hao!"
A unified shout, full of momentum, reached the sky, and could be faintly heard even two streets away.
Lin Zehao nodded slightly and raised his right hand to wave as a greeting.
Then, under the protection of the security team, he got into a Rolls-Royce.
Only then did Mr. Jin realize that these people were all the idiots from Hutchison!
It was just this simple phone call from Ama that led to the current result!
Not only are there a large number of them, but they are also the kind who have seen blood. Their fighting will and means are far beyond what those guys who are just making up the numbers can compare to!
After he was shocked, he couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that Uncle Zhongyong gave in in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!
Even if Lei Fuhong doesn't live to see the day when he becomes the gang leader, the Sanlian Gang might become history!
After returning, Mr. Jin told Uncle Zhongyong and others everything he had seen and heard, and kept emphasizing Hutchison's strength.
Others couldn't figure it out, but Lei Fuhong felt very unhappy. He just thought that this was a show of power by Changhe and the ambition to destroy Sanlian.
However, he has no say now and can only keep his thoughts to himself.
After Lei Gong's funeral, the conflict between He Ji and the San Lian Gang became well known in the underworld of Taiwan.
The fighting power and execution capabilities demonstrated by Hutchison far exceeded everyone's expectations.
They know that Hutchison is sharp, but after all, this is Taiwan, not Hutchison's home ground, and many things will not adapt to the local environment.
Unexpectedly, through Lei Gong’s funeral, their cognition was directly refreshed!
It turns out that Hutchison had quietly transferred so many people here, and it was obvious that they had some ulterior motive!
Because of Lei Gong's death, the already turbulent undercurrents in the Taiwan martial arts world have become even more sensitive, and people's hearts are agitated.
In just three days, six small gangs engaged in fights and clashes.
For a moment, it seemed like a storm was about to come.
In this atmosphere, the Sanlian Gang also held an election for a new gang leader.
Of course, this kind of election has almost nothing to do with the lower-class people. They have no right to vote, and all they can do is wait for the results and obey orders.
Not convinced?
Apart from changing gears, the only option is to resist.
Of course, this is no different from committing suicide.
In the conference room.
The main seat was still empty, but at the strong request of Earl Zhongyong, Lei Fuhong sat in the first seat on the left.
The rest of the layout is basically the same as the previous meeting.
Zhongyongbo's left hand was wrapped in bandages, emitting a pungent smell of medicine. He proved through personal experience that using hands as ashtrays is a dangerous behavior.
He stood up, looked around, and spoke first: "I know what the brothers mean. They just want me to take the position of gang leader."
"But I say it again, no matter what, this position can only be occupied by the Lei family, and Fu Hong is also very good. I believe he will be better than the master."
"I am willing to assist Fu Hong in making a career and fulfill my duty as a subject."
Earl Zhongyong's words directly defined the nature of this meeting. There was no need to hold further elections. Even if everyone had different opinions, what could they say?
Therefore, the entire conference room was in complete silence.
Seeing that no one was talking, Old Jin could only sigh in his heart and said, "Fu Hong is an excellent young man, but he has been studying abroad before and has never been involved in gang affairs. Isn't it a bit too hasty for him to take the position like this?"
(End of this chapter)
