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Chapter 116: All Parties Gain
Snow day.

In the quiet traditional courtyard, flowers are withered and leaves are falling.

The maple, pine and cypress trees covered with snow are outlined with a few dark lines, like a minimalist ink painting.

The open partition door faces the white snow scene in the yard.

In the tea room, steam is rising from the tea stove and the air is filled with mist.

An old man wearing a coat with a fur collar sat at the table, sipping tea quietly.

There were five other bodyguards in black standing around.

Suddenly, a hurried sound of footsteps was heard in the corridor.

Then a man with ordinary appearance and sturdy build came in.

He walked quickly to the old man and said softly:

"President, there is good news from the Red Tiger Gang."

The old man is the mysterious chairman of the Global Elite Fight Club.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at the man who came in.

The man bowed and immediately explained the situation:
"The warehouse base of Wu Shihao, an important leader of the Red Tiger Gang, was destroyed. Hundreds of elite members were shot and killed, and he himself was shot dead. It is said that the person who did it is a hidden killer of the Three Wolf Gang."

The old man sneered when he heard him say this:
"The Three Wolf Gang was supported by the East City Society. Others may not know whether there are hidden assassins, but don't we know?"

The man immediately nodded in agreement:

"I thought so too. That person must have used this name in vain. But no matter what, he and we have a common enemy..."

After he finished speaking, he opened his lips again, as if words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.

The old man glanced at him:
"Ah Le, just say whatever you want to say."

The man then said carefully:

"I have a guess that the killer who destroyed the entire Red Tiger Gang might be the potential stock you've been paying attention to recently."

"Fang Cheng?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this.

"Correct."

Ale nodded and continued to explain:
"Last time Fang Cheng went to the Xishan shooting range to practice his marksmanship, we didn't notice him. But since you gave the order, the supervisor there has paid special attention to this matter. Whenever they see someone coming, they will take the initiative to provide preferential services and report the news."

"The night before yesterday, Fang Cheng suddenly came to the shooting range late at night, bought bullets and bulletproof vests, and even practiced target shooting all night. According to the staff, his shooting skills have almost reached the level of hitting the target every time."

"More importantly, a former Viper Gang member named Ma Donghe had a grudge against the Red Tiger Gang and raided one of Wu Shihao's flour mills. As a result, Wu Shihao issued a killing order for him."

"And this guy named Ma Donghe was the guarantor who introduced Fang Cheng to the shooting range for practice. The relationship between the two can be said to be extraordinary."

Hearing this, the old man was finally moved and couldn't help asking:
"Do you have any concrete evidence?"

Ale shook his head and then added:
"I asked Ah Hu, who runs an arms store, to test Ma Dong Hyuk. Although he didn't leak the information, judging from his subsequent purchase of explosives, he should have participated in the assassination operation with Fang Cheng."

"So, with the ability, motive, and many coincidences, it's hard not to place suspicion on this person."

The old man nodded, agreeing with this analysis.

His real identity is the president of the Dongcheng Society, Shen Wei, also known as "Old Ghost Wei" in the underworld.

Ever since Goro Majima told him that there was an employee with great potential in the club.

Shen Wei began to pay attention to the young man who looked quite gentle and polite, and was ready to invest and win him over.

Unexpectedly, before they revealed their identities to each other, the young man took out his anger first.

Thinking of this, Shen Wei couldn't help but relax his brows and smile slightly.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Ah Le then said:
"It seems that Fang Cheng's strength cannot be underestimated. The Red Tiger Gang suffered heavy losses and cannot tolerate this. I think there will be another bloody storm next."

Shen Wei smiled and shook his head:

"Not necessarily. Chen Chen is not a reckless man. He is a cunning jackal."

Then he ordered solemnly:

"Just keep this guess to yourself for now, don't tell anyone else."

"As for Fang Cheng, I believe he has not yet reached his peak. We must do our best to win him over, but be careful not to be too abrupt..."

Listening to the president's instructions, Ale nodded repeatedly.

Just as the two were discussing.

More than ten kilometers away, inside a high-rise building.

Someone is also furious about this.

"Assholes, are you guys taking drugs every day? So many people can't handle one person?"

"Even if he is Superman, firing so many guns randomly should at least create some sparks, right?"

"Damn, you are a bunch of rubbish! If I hadn't learned to be a vegetarian recently, I would have covered all of you with cement buckets and thrown you into the sea!"

There was a roar like thunder in the chairman's office, shaking the entire office.

Guarding outside the door were several solemn-looking bodyguards in black and dozens of tattooed gang members.

There were many ordinary employees around wearing formal suits and ties.

They all sat at their workstations in silence, pretending to be busy writing or making phone calls, for fear of getting involved.

It is located in the most prosperous CBD area of Jiangdong District, surrounded by high-rise buildings and prosperous business.

One of the office buildings was recently purchased in full by the Red Tiger Gang, which registered a formal company and used it as its headquarters.

The Red Tiger Gang was established only two years ago, but it has developed at an incredibly rapid pace.

Not only is he famous in the underworld for his daring and flamboyant behavior, but he also has extremely strong financial resources.

In addition, the gangs were filled with a group of extremely powerful lunatics, and their methods of dealing with their enemies were extremely cruel and ruthless. Even those established societies that had been standing in the underworld for decades had to give them a wide berth and dared not confront them head-on.

However, today, someone could make the usually majestic gang leader feel humiliated and angry.

After a while, screams and words of punishment were heard from inside.

"Everyone will have one hand cut off as a warning. This will not happen again!"

Soon, several gang leaders were dragged out, their right arms hanging limply, apparently with comminuted fractures.

When the people outside saw this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

In the chairman's office.

A thin middle-aged man with a mustache stood in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the street scene where the snow had not melted yet but there was still a lot of traffic.

Behind him, two of his trusted subordinates stood respectfully.

The middle-aged man was Chen Chen, the leader of the Red Tiger Gang.

At this moment, he looked at the city scene with his brows furrowed, his thoughts churning in his mind.

The focus of what happened last night was not on the killing of Wu Shihao and hundreds of gunmen, how much of a sensation it would cause in the underworld, and how much negative impact and loss it would bring to the Red Tiger Gang.

Rather, it is about how the person in charge should face the accountability from the organization after the "experimental subject" is lost.

If it was an ordinary type of experimental subject, it would be easy to deal with.

The lost "experimental subject" was a rare fighting master when he was alive.

Not only does his physical fitness seem to be extremely good, but after being injected with the drug, new changes occur, and his recovery ability is greatly enhanced compared to ordinary test subjects.

Although he eventually lost control of his mind and turned into a monster.

But as an experimental specimen, it still has very important research value.

After the organization learned the news, it attached great importance to it and prepared to transport it back to the base for further research.

Now that he had messed things up, it was giving Chen Chen a headache.

"Boss, do you want to continue tracking down the killer from the Three Wolf Gang? I think the East City Association has something to do with him!"

A confidant wanted to share his worries and offer advice.

"Check? What to check?"

Chen Chen immediately shouted angrily: "If he comes here again in anger, what will you use to deal with him?"

The confidant was speechless.

Of the two remaining guardian masters in the gang, one is in an unstable mental state, and the other was attacked by the special search team while on a mission and has not yet recovered from his injuries.

If the killer suddenly appeared at this time, I would probably have to take my brothers with me to serve as cannon fodder.

Another confidant looked a little hesitant, and then expressed his opinion:

"Boss, I suspect the mastermind behind this incident may not be the Dongcheng Clan, but official forces."

Seeing Chen Chen's eyes instantly turned to him, but he did not scold him immediately, he continued:

"According to several gunmen who escaped, they saw an armed helicopter flying over the warehouse, apparently preparing to provide support..."

"You mean, the killer from the Three Wolf Gang is actually a member of the special search team, and he came here specifically for the experimental subjects?"

Chen Chen's brows relaxed slightly when he heard this.

I am not too worried about being targeted by official forces.

Because he had been prepared for this, and through collusion of interests, he had found a sufficiently stable backer.

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed in my mind, and I thought of the best way to solve the problem.

"Okay, spread the news immediately."

Chen Chen's frown completely relaxed, and then he spoke:

"They insisted that the mastermind behind this was the Special Search Team, and that the killer from the Three Wolf Gang was also an undercover agent planted by the Special Search Team. Let the organization think about this headache themselves."

"When gods fight, mortals suffer. Let monsters deal with them. We need to keep a low profile recently and avoid the limelight."

After thinking for a while, he gave special instructions to two of his men:
"By the way, please make an appointment with Councillor Zhang, Councillor Lin, and the Lu family next week. I want to visit them with gifts."

Chen Chen is not as arrogant and ignorant of worldly affairs as the outside world appears to be.

The previous fighting and killing and turf grabbing were more to show off their own muscles and intimidate other underworld forces.

Because if you want to break a completely solidified pattern, the most effective way is to use force, rather than inviting people for tea or negotiating with them.

Now that the power has been initially established, we must learn from those old-established societies and consider the issue of transformation.

While you are still useful, find several escape routes to ensure your safety.

The most ideal outcome is to take this opportunity to break free from the control of the organization and regain freedom.

Listening to Chen Chen's explanation of his intention, the two confidants' eyes lit up and they were filled with admiration.

Then they nodded in unison:
"The gang leader is wise."

Chen Chen couldn't help but frowned again when he heard this:
"I've told you so many times, don't call me gang leader, call me chairman."

The two confidants quickly changed their words:

"Yes, Chairman!"

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A sensational killing incident spreads like ripples.

This caused undercurrents among all forces, and they were filled with doubt and uncertainty, but it also seemed that each of them had found what they wanted.

However, the person who was responsible for this incident looked peaceful at the moment, with his eyes closed and sitting cross-legged on the bed.

(End of this chapter)