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Reborn to Rise Above the Rest
Chapter 321

Page 321

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"Yes, Sister Wen." After receiving Qi Weiwen's instructions, Scribe Tan didn't even bother to greet his subordinates, Handkerchief Qing, Lui Lok, and the others. He simply turned around and walked out of the dock. His subordinates hurriedly bowed to Qi Weiwen and followed Scribe Tan's figure away.

Qi Weiwen squatted down next to Nine-Tattooed Dragon and smiled gently at Nine-Tattooed Dragon: "Once you're healed, you can choose whether he needs his hands or his legs, it's up to you. I didn't even know you were one of 14K after delivering grain for so long. Now it seems only natural that you call me Sister Wen. You're my fellow disciple, so call me Sister Wen again."

"Sister Wen?" Nine-Tattooed Dragon didn't understand what she meant, but he still called out, while pulling the coat that Scribe Hui had wrapped around his waist a little tighter to prevent himself from being exposed.

"I acknowledge you as my younger brother." Qi Weiwen smiled and touched Nine-Tattooed Dragon's slightly bruised face. He stood up and turned to Chen Yanni, saying, "From now on, tell the people at 14K that he is my sworn brother, whom I, Qi Weiwen, have taken in. He's your martial uncle."

Chen Yanni dared not say anything else at this moment, and only agreed once before falling silent. In the distance, a Ford 49 approached like a beetle in the night, its two headlights extremely conspicuous in the darkness. The car drove slowly to the side of the two groups of people before stopping. Yan Hung's confidant, A Wai, got out of the passenger seat first and ran to the back door to help open it. Song Tianyao, wearing a suit, stepped out of the car.

Lam Kong, the Chiu Chow Headless officer responsible for picking up Song Tianyao from the Wan Chai Police Station, got out of the driver's seat. After getting out, he first gave Yan Hung a look, indicating that he had done what Yan Xiong had asked him to do.

Mr. Song.

"Secretary Song."

"Brother Yiu."

Scribe Hui, Chen Tai, Yan Hung, A Yue, and others all greeted Song Tianyao. Across from them Handkerchief Qing, Lui Lok, and the others watched Song Tianyao get out of the car with uncertain expressions. They had long heard of this Secretary Song. They had heard that it was because he had taken a fancy to a Songstress, but Chai Fa Chiu and Rat Xiang snatched her away first, that Yan Hung seized the opportunity to kill her and bring the woman to Secretary Song unharmed, thus gaining his current status.

Song Tianyao didn't even glance at anyone else. After getting out of the car, his studded leather shoes made a clattering sound on the ground. He walked up to Scribe Hui, glanced at Nine-Tattooed Dragon who was forcing a smile, and then stared straight at Scribe Hui again, his eyes devoid of anger or sorrow.

The Scribe Hui, felt a chill run down his spine under Song Tianyao's gaze and stammered, "Secretary Song, I..."

"You son of a bitch." Song Tianyao grinned. "I just got off the plane today, and you've already made a fuss to greet me. You even have to make Yan Hung call me to handle this little thing? What kind of boss are you?"

"I..." Scribe Hui was confused. What did the beating of Nine-Tattooed Dragon have to do with him being the boss?

Song Tianyao took out a cigarette from his pocket, first putting one into Nine-Tattooed Dragon -Nine-Tattooed Dragon's mouth, then lighting it for the somewhat dazed man before asking, "Were you beaten up? Did you bring any weapons to the docks to commit violence?"

"No, I wanted to fight one-on-one, but there were dozens of them ganging up on me," Nine-Tattooed Dragon said honestly.

Song Tianyao nodded, then took out another cigarette, lit it for Scribe Hui, and asked, "Does he work for your company?"

"Yes," said Scribe Hui, with a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"You're a boss now, not some street urchin. You're calling Yan Hung about this? It's obvious your workers were delivering vegetables to the Kowloon military camp when these people attacked them, and the police are protecting them. You have such good relations with the military camp. Tell the quartermasters that their vegetables were stolen and you can't deliver them tomorrow. Then give them some money to buy cigarettes and beer to treat the Britain soldiers. Do you think they'd be willing to help you teach those vegetable thieves a lesson? You've always helped those Britain soldiers; of course they want a chance to repay you. Besides, the Britain soldiers are having a tough time; you need to find them some ways to make money. Don't you understand this kind of good thing? Besides Yan Hung's men, memorize the names of the rest. Then tomorrow, take the Britain soldiers and knock on their doors. Aren't these gangsters with their Red Pole White Paper Fan Big Brother supposed to be tough fighters? Perfect, let the Britain soldiers take them to the military camp as punching bags for a few days." Song Tianyao finally took out a cigarette, lit it, and said to his Scribe Hui, "Now you know what to do?"

"I... I know." Scribe Hui was stunned. His Secretary Song was now telling him in front of everyone how to deal with the other party, completely disregarding the rules of the martial arts world. He hadn't even used any of Fuyixing's men; he had just come here and said a few simple words to him, and all the martial arts figures around him were already terrified. Why did he feel even more satisfied than if Secretary Song had called hundreds of Fuyixing men to help him vent his anger?

Why didn't I think of that?

Not only Scribe Hui and Nine-Tattooed Dragon, but also Lui Lok, Handkerchief Qing, Chen Tai He-prefix gangs all changed their expressions because of Song Tianyao's smiling words.

These gangsters weren't afraid of the police or other triads, but they were still thieves, and what they feared most was government troops. No matter how skilled Double Red Pole (a high-ranking criminal), if Britain soldiers, armed to the teeth, drove up in a jeep with machine guns, they would have no choice but to cower and kowtow. These Britain soldiers weren't local Chinese police; they treated the lives of these non- High-Class Chinese in the colonies like dirt. Once, a Britain soldier in civilian clothes, drunk in a nightclub, got into a fight with a gangster Big Brother over a stripper on stage. Although the Big Brother didn't dare to hit a white man, he was restrained by his subordinates. Present at the scene, concerned for his own reputation and status in the underworld, he ordered the two drunken Britain soldiers to be thrown into the street. As a result, the next day, this Big Brother and more than a dozen of his men were all arrested and imprisoned in the military camp. The Detective Chief Inspector, the Chief Chinese Detective Chief Inspector, and other figures who used to be on friendly terms with the underworld Big Brother were speechless in front of even an ordinary British soldier. In the end, they obediently handed over more than 200,000 Hong Kong dollars to the military camp. The Big Brother and his dozen or so men were imprisoned for a week before being thrown out. They were all beaten beyond recognition, emaciated, and two of them even suffered lifelong disabilities.

Song Tianyao had A Yue and another of Yan Hung's men support Nine-Tattooed Dragon, while he himself helped Nine-Tattooed Dragon, who was barely wrapped in Scribe Hui's coat to avoid being seen naked, and said, "Tell them that those who are alright can leave now, but who can leave and who can't is up to you. Go on, have fun. You ate so much from Scribe Hui's poor boss's food, but now you're in front of wealthy and powerful Big Brother. If you eat too little, they'll lose face."

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