Chapter 201 Shooting Gui Tian
Chapter 201 Shooting Gui Tian
Sixth Master Ah Qiang is the eldest son of the third wife "Zhong Jin". He is 34 years old, young and energetic, and has always wanted to work. However, he lacks a foundation in the society. Su Long pushed Xiang Qiang to the top, which is obviously to facilitate control.
Lin Jiang chose Xiang Bo, the second son of the second wife. He has many confidants in the company and is fully fledged. The eldest son of the second wife, Xiang Rong, is also a real estate businessman and is in charge of the family's main business.
The second branch is obviously stronger and has an advantage in the battle for the throne.
However, Lin Jiang is the right-hand man of Four-Eyed Dragon. He did not come out to help the prince, which obviously shows that he has his own ambitions.
Lao Xiangsheng had nine sons, four daughters, thirteen children in total. If the eldest son lost his position, there would be a lot of fighting and fighting for power in the future.
Lin Jiang sat at the first seat on the right, slammed the table and stood up, angrily cursing: "Pick that star, what's the point of having a clean background when you come out to mess around? Have you ever seen a leader with a clean background?"
"The Hong Kong government wants to put you in jail, no matter if your background is clean or not. The Sixth Young Master has never been in charge of the company's affairs, and he took the top position right away. How can the brothers below accept it?"
"Aaron, you don't want to choose a puppet to facilitate your usurpation of the throne, do you?"
Su Long's face flashed with anger, and he was a little embarrassed about being exposed. He stood up with his hands on the table, biting the cigarette butt in his mouth: "Fuck you, Lin Jiang, if you don't support the Sixth Young Master, then vote."
Lin Jiang has an upright posture, is tall and strong, and has a slicked-back hair. He looks much better than Su Long, who is covered in tattoos.
"Xinji is the Xiang family's kingdom. Who will vote and who will they vote for?"
If voting is allowed and hereditary succession is changed to popular election, it will be difficult for the Xiang family to succeed to the throne in the future.
As the head coach, Su Long considers kung fu as secondary and brain as the first priority.
To usurp the throne is not just to call for the establishment of a new dynasty. Instead, it is to launch a puppet and change the system. Then, with the help of many disciples and interests, it will not be a problem to be elected as the new leader.
After all, there are many outsiders like him in Xinji, but the interests of old people like Lin Jiang have long been too deeply tied to the Xiang family. Changing a new boss will only weaken their status.
"You dare to turn Xin Ji into He Ji, Ah Long, the word rebellion is written all over your face." Lin Jiang pointed at Su Long's nose and said, "I will bring the entire Xin Ji to beat you up."
"Okay, come out, whoever has the bigger fist will have the louder voice."
Su Long picked up the teacup on the table and threw it to the ground fiercely: "Bang!"
"let's go!"
He left with a group of new forces including Axe Jun, Chen Yaoxing, Guizai Tian, Chen Zhiming and others.
Ji Bao, Yu Yongzhuo, Sha Fu and a group of old-school backbones looked at their fellow disciples who had parted ways, all with unhappy expressions.
Lin Jiang said angrily: "At worst, we can break up, but you can't give up any of the venues, and you can't lose a penny."
"Whoever can take over Su Long's territory will own it, and whoever can get Su Long's skin will take over his position as head coach."
Su Long walked out of the company gate, no longer shying away from the topic, and whispered, "Whoever gets rid of Lin Jiang, the Sixth Young Master will be promoted to the position of Chief Steward."
The head coach of Xin Ji was in charge of the soldiers, while the general manager held the money bag. One had more money, and the other had more soldiers. They each had their own support, and neither was afraid of the other. The police even spread rumors in the newspapers, putting the blame for the fire at Xiang's mansion directly on Su Longtou.
Although the police stated that they were still investigating, based on Su Long's performance, Lin Jiang already had sufficient reasons to beat him.
No one cared who burned the house down; everyone was immersed in the internal strife.
Three days later, Jordan District, Baoan Building.
Gui Zai Tian was meeting with several catering business owners in a private room of a dance hall, hoping to gain support from the Kowloon District Catering Association.
The private room was filled with beautiful ladies in vacuum-packed thin skirts. The bosses were toasting each other, singing and eating, and the atmosphere was lively.
Guizaitian was dressed in a suit and tie, holding a microphone and singing a song for the bosses.
No matter how powerful a gangster is, he has to bow down and smile in order to take away the boss's place. Whether or not Lin Jiang's group can be eliminated, the support of the major bosses is very important.
Hundreds of thugs were fighting with the leader of "Shaoye Qi" on Kedianshi Road.
Although Master Qi was only the leader of "Prince Consort Sheng", with only a few generals and 500 soldiers under his command, Lin Jiang had already written a check of 8 million Hong Kong dollars to borrow troops and buy the support of Shenghe Qixing.
Sheng and Qixing did not take part in the battle personally, but they both sent out strong men to lead the troops, and two thousand guest troops joined Lin Jiang's men.
Su Long had a strong army and of course he didn't need to spend money to find people, but he had to pay for the resettlement of his dead brothers and the medical expenses of the injured, which cost him a million Hong Kong dollars a day.
The newspapers are all reporting on the internal strife within Xinji, which is burning 10,000 yuan a minute, and is burning money every minute and every second.
What is burned is the company's foundation.
The O Triad did not intervene on a large scale. It was only responsible for setting up blockades and collecting the wounded. It was obvious that it was sitting on the mountain watching the fight between two tigers, waiting for the New Triad to collapse on its own.
Dance hall, first floor, bar.
Lao Zhong's spy saw the boss upstairs starting to leave, so he turned his head and whistled at the card table on his left. A thug who was playing finger-guessing with a hostess stopped and patted the drunk guy beside the sofa.
A man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt who was resting on the sofa stood up.
He put his hands in his pockets, put on his hat, lowered his head and walked towards the bathroom.
A plastic-wrapped Black Star pistol was fished out from the toilet tank in a restroom.
He tore off the plastic film, loaded the ammunition, put it on his waist, opened the toilet door, and saw Feiying's lonely, fierce face.
The four henchmen found the boss in the crowd and followed him to the staircase. At the entrance were four guards wearing flowery shirts and smoking.
The younger brother was very alert, so he stepped forward to block Feiying and said politely, "Excuse me, brother, the boss has reserved the place upstairs."
Feiying didn't say a word, but took out his pistol, held it horizontally against his head, and said with a grim smile: "I should be the one to say sorry!"
boom!
The trigger was pulled, and the shot was in the head.
The three younger brothers had blood splattered on their faces and were stunned on the spot.
The six bodyguards in the corridor upstairs had already noticed the five people approaching. When the gunshots were heard, some of them had already drawn their guns.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The four loyal gunmen raised their guns first and shot continuously, knocking down the three bodyguards.
Feiying led his men upwards without hesitation. When he saw a humanoid target, he shot without any identification.
When Guizai Tian heard the gunshots, his shrewd face showed some panic.
The bodyguards who had retreated into the room were asked to protect the three bosses as they jumped out of the window.
He took the weapon again, raised the gun with both hands, and aimed at the door.
Several hostesses hid under the table, trembling.
The five Eagles leaned against the railing and fired at the door, emptying all the bullets in the warehouse. Holes were made in the door, and the guests downstairs had already fled in panic, screaming.
"on!"
Feiying gritted his teeth, mustered up his courage, and kicked the door open.
boom.
A bullet immediately pierced through his left chest, spurting out a stream of blood.
But after Feiying knelt down, the four gunmen outside the door were able to rush into the room, knocked down Guizai Tian with two shots, and killed the bodyguard with a few more shots.
(End of this chapter)