Chapter 978 Someone is trying to assassinate Long Xing
Chapter 978 Someone is trying to assassinate Long Xing
Wu Mingqiang listened from behind them, feeling secretly nervous.
"That's true. But if he wasn't forced into a corner, why would he seek cooperation with me? If I cooperate with them, wouldn't I be in a similar situation to Ouyang Bao?"
“Brother Xing, how can you say that? Ouyang Bao forced us into this situation. We came to us on our own initiative. We are already more popular than Ouyang Bao. If we lose because of a little bit of funding, we may never be able to recover. Ouyang Bao will not give us another chance to recover and will definitely take the opportunity to suppress us.”
After a long silence, Wu Mingqiang continued eating as if nothing was wrong, occasionally taking a sip of wine, appearing completely unconcerned about his surroundings.
"Alright, anyway, I'll see him first. Can you arrange a meeting with him for me?" Long Xing finally spoke up.
"Okay, Xing-ge, I'll go find the middleman and inform him after I get off work today. I heard they're in a pretty bad situation right now, and they don't even dare to reveal their addresses in order to avoid Ouyang Bao."
Upon hearing this, Wu Mingqiang finally felt relieved. He wanted to step forward immediately, but the person sitting opposite him was clearly there to monitor Long Xing's group. What was his background? Was he sent by Ouyang Bao, or was it someone else? He decided to remain still.
Suddenly, the person opposite him tilted his head back, downed a cup of tea in one gulp, then waved to the waiter and said, "Check, please." He handed over some bills, paid for the tea, and left.
The waiter rolled his eyes: "Why pretend to be a big shot if you don't have money? You came to a restaurant just to drink tea."
Wu Mingqiang didn't say anything, but he felt a little strange. Wasn't this person here to follow Long Xing? Why did he leave?
By this time, Wu Mingqiang had almost finished eating, so he called the waiter over to settle the bill and gave him a small tip. The waiter was naturally extremely enthusiastic, bowing and scraping as he said, "Thank you for your patronage." He even brewed another pot of tea using the same teapot that the person across from him had used, saying that this was not included in the bill and that it was for him to drink.
Wu Mingqiang smiled, finding that this gave him both the option to leave at any time and a reason to stay. He nodded to the waiter and said, "Alright, you go ahead with your work. I'll have some more tea."
After the waiter left, Wu Mingqiang kept a close eye on Long Xing's table, while also observing the other people in the teahouse to see if anyone else was watching Long Xing, and pondering whether he should go over and say hello.
At this moment, Long Xing stood up and said, "Let's call it a day. You can arrange to meet him again tomorrow."
Wu Mingqiang was still hesitant. Firstly, he was afraid that someone was still monitoring Long Xing, and secondly, he was afraid that if Long Xing knew that he was secretly following him, it would leave a bad impression and affect the cooperation.
Long Xing and his group gradually got up and left. Wu Mingqiang was still unsure of what to do, so he got up and followed them downstairs.
Downstairs, after crossing the street and walking a few more steps, was the police station. Wu Mingqiang was still hesitating whether to go up and greet Long Xing. If things could be resolved sooner, Gui'er wouldn't have to hide anymore. He wondered if Ouyang Bao had taken the valuables from the pawnshop.
Wu Mingqiang steeled himself and was about to step forward when suddenly, a man from the police station ran out, panting, and went straight to Long Xing, saying, "Brother Xing, something bad has happened! The Five Righteousness Hall and the White Tiger Gang are fighting. It's said that they're fighting over territory and the profits from selling opium."
Long Xing sighed and said, "They've started making trouble again. It happens every few days. It's really a headache. You guys go back first, and the two of you come with me to take a look."
Wu Mingqiang felt this wasn't the time to say hello and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed the man who had been sitting opposite him in the teahouse was staring at them from a distance. Long Xing walked forward, and Wu Mingqiang followed at a leisurely pace, accompanied by another tall, thin man.
Based on his gangster habits, Wu Mingqiang had a very bad feeling. This person had just left, so why was he back? Had he received some orders? According to his past habits, this person had probably gone to give a report.
Wu Mingqiang couldn't help but feel a little worried. He wasn't worried about Long Xing's life or death, but if something happened to Long Xing at this critical juncture, it would be very disadvantageous for him.
Thinking of this, he quietly followed behind.
The alleys of Kowloon Walled City were even narrower than those of Yau Ma Tei. The shacks on both sides resembled rotten sores squeezed together, their tin roofs blackened by soot, and the overhead wires tangled like a jumbled mess. The air was thick with the smells of opium, mildew, and cheap liquor. Men in short jackets, shirtless, leaned against the wall smoking opium, their faces pale and bluish. Several gangsters with slicked-back hair squatted outside a gambling den, throwing dice, their cursing echoing against the mottled walls before bouncing back and mingling with the cries of children.
Long Xing led two of his men inside, his leather shoes crunching on the sewage-strewn stone pavement. People in the alley who saw the policeman either shrank back into their shacks or glanced at him sideways, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and disdain.
The leader of the Five Righteousness Hall, "Scarface Qiang," was standing in a dilapidated temple, playing with a dagger in his hand, followed by more than a dozen brothers, each with a fierce look on their faces; the White Tiger Gang members were blocking the temple entrance, with "One-Eyed Dragon" leading them, smoking a cigarette, and the barrel of a gun sticking out halfway from his sleeve.
“Officer Long has come at the right time,” Scarface spat on the ground. “This one-eyed bastard wants to take over the tobacco stalls in Yau Ma Tei for himself. Does he really think our Five Righteous Hall is a pushover?”
The one-eyed man sneered, "We conquered this territory, why should you get 30%?"
Long Xing frowned and was about to speak when Wu Mingqiang, who was at the end of the alley, saw clearly that the two followers had reached the temple entrance, their hands in their pockets, their knuckles white, clearly holding weapons.
"Oh no!" Wu Mingqiang cursed under his breath and rushed forward.
Sure enough, when they were still three steps away from Long Xing, the two men suddenly attacked! The tall, thin man on the left pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger at Long Xing. Wu Mingqiang didn't have time to think and grabbed a bucket of dirty water from the roadside and splashed it at him. With a "splash," dirty water mixed with vegetable leaves splattered all over the tall, thin man's face. His hand trembled, and the bullet grazed Long Xing's ear, hitting one of Scarface Qiang's henchmen. The henchman cried out and fell to the ground, his clothes instantly stained red with blood.
"Assassins!" Long Xing's men shouted, drawing their guns.
Seeing this, the other man who had been sitting opposite Wu Mingqiang immediately turned his gun on Wu Mingqiang. With a "bang," the bullet grazed Wu Mingqiang's arm, struck the temple wall, and kicked up a cloud of dust. Wu Mingqiang rolled over, pulled a pistol from his boot, and fired a shot into the man's head. "Bang!" Blood splattered, and the man fell straight to the ground.
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