Jiang Mingcong's eyes swept over the dozen or so people who were getting out of the cars. All of them were now armed; if his men dared to move even slightly, a mass fire would erupt. Finally, Jiang Mingcong fixed his gaze on the middle-aged man's face and calmly spoke:
"Brother Quan, I just killed two gamblers who were in debt, why is it making such a big fuss? Why did you have to personally intervene? Did those two gamblers owe you money too?"
The man who arrived was He Xian's sworn brother, the godfather of the son of Macau gambling king Feng Laorong. Whether they were Hong Kong and Macau gangsters or bandits composed of defeated Kuomintang soldiers, they all addressed him as Brother Quan. He was practically Lee Kuen, He Xian's alias "Crossing-the-River Pawn the River Pawn" in the underworld.
"We both know what happened today, so let's skip the pleasantries and come with me," Lee Kuen said to Jiang Mingcong. "Everyone knows your place. You were just running errands for us. As long as you explain things clearly, we won't make things difficult for you."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Mingcong bent down, picked up the unlit cigarette from the corpse's hand, put it in his mouth, lit a loose match, took a satisfying drag, looked at Lee Kuen, and said nonchalantly, "I know what you're capable of, Brother Quan, but you underestimate me if you think you can get anything out of me. This is settled today, and I'll take responsibility for my actions."
After saying that, he took out the pistol from inside his suit, pointed it at his temple, and deftly pulled the trigger!
With a gunshot, Jiang Mingcong swayed twice and fell next to Yufu, whom he had just killed. Their blood mingled with the dust, indistinguishable from each other.
"Bang! Bang!" A series of gunshots rang out after Jiang Mingcong shot himself. Lee Kuen's men swiftly killed several of Jiang Mingcong's henchmen. Lee Kuen walked up to Jiang Mingcong, looked down at him, and said, "First, take the body to the police station. Later, find a good spot to bury him near the cemetery I reserved. Then send some money to his family. He died without saying a word, which is considered loyalty to Lin Old Six who raised him. It's just a pity he died. Whether he's dead or alive, everyone in Macau Street knows he's Lin Old Six's man. How could he possibly get rid of Lin Old Six and take the blame himself? Lin Old Six has spent his whole life in the underworld..." When he was younger, he knew not to seek revenge and to keep a low profile, but the older he gets, the more confused he becomes. He thinks he can take advantage of the chaos in Macau Street where everyone is in a state of panic? Now look what's happened! Foreign Devil, the Chamber of Commerce, and even that young Hong Kong lad—they can all openly come after him. Go, first take Lin Old Six's two mistresses and his children studying at the academy to the casino, then notify Lin Old Six Old Second Lin to go to the police station and confess in front of reporters and the police. Otherwise, Lin Old Six Er was lucky enough to only lose one person, but Old Second Lin Lao Liu isn't so lucky. If he tries to play dumb again, then let his whole family die."
Watching his men throw Jiang Mingcong and the bodies of the two men Jiang Mingcong had killed onto the truck, Lee Kuen led his men into the truck and headed towards the city.
"Brother Sam, it's all done. We've found out it was Lin Old Six who hired someone to do this." After the car stopped, Lee Kuen entered Huang Sen's apartment in Longtian and spoke to Huang Sen and Song Tianyao, who were sitting in the living room drinking tea.
With a weathered face and graying temples, Huang Sen spoke in a loud voice. Seeing Lee Kuen walk in, he stood up, went over, and patted the other man's back forcefully. "Thank you for your hard work Ah Quan."
"Thank you, Brother Quan. I'll have Brother Six prepare a small token of our appreciation for your brothers later." Song Tianyao stood up and thanked Lee Kuen as he entered.
Lee Kuen lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and smiled at Song Tianyao, "No need to be polite. You're Brother Xian and Brother Sam's junior, so you're my junior too. It's nothing. A-Yao, you guessed right. Someone did try to silence you. As soon as your car left, Lin Old Six's henchman Jiang Mingcong killed the two surviving Big Tin Yi. But Jiang Mingcong is a man. After I caught him red-handed, he shot himself in the head, intending to make Lin Old Six pin everything on him. The bodies have been sent to the police station. As long as these survivors all insist that Jiang Mingcong and Lin Old Six ordered it, Lin Old Six won't be able to get away with it."
Knowing that Song Tianyao was going to wear a bulletproof vest, Huang Liu lured Song Tianyao out. He then called his father, Huang Sen, and borrowed several of Huang Sen's uncles, whose appearances were frightening, to protect Song Tianyao. Huang Sen also personally called Lee Kuen, who arranged for people to act as a double agent, unaware of the mastermind behind the scheme. This is how they discovered that the mastermind was Lin Xiyuan.
"Lin Old Six?" Song Tianyao's chest was still aching slightly, and he was stunned when he heard this name.
Lee Kuen said to Song Tianyao, "Lin Xiyuan, the sixth brother of the dead Lin Xizhen Lin Xiyuan."
Song Tianyao turned back to look at Huang Liu in disbelief. He, Song Tianyao, had risked his life, using himself as bait, yet the gunman hadn't killed him with a single shot. Was it true that surviving a great calamity meant good fortune was on the horizon?
While doing good deeds, he hired someone to kill Song Tianyao, giving him an opportunity to retaliate. Most importantly, the mastermind's surname was Lin?
Even without meeting Pedro Lobo, Song Tianyao knew that Pedro Lobo would not miss the opportunity to stand on the side of justice and judge the other party, especially since the other party was his mortal enemy Pedro Lobo, the Lin Family.
Chapter 340 is good!
In the Green Village Villas located at the intersection of Rua de Francisco Xavier Pereira Avenida do Coronel Mesquita, Pedro Lobo was speaking to He Xian and Mao Wanqi, the president and vice president of the Macau Chinese Chamber of Commerce, in a somewhat embarrassed tone.
Pedro Lobo was very tall and looked to be around sixty years old. Perhaps because he had been busy paying attention to the loss of order and stabilizing Macau since last night, he had no time to tidy himself up. His hair was a little messy, his face was a little oily, and his shirt and tie had been torn off, leaving the collar open.
He has China, Britain, Portugal, and other nationalities. At the age of four, he moved to Macau from the Portugal colony of East Timor with his adoptive father. For the next several decades, Pedro Lobo stayed in this small Far Eastern city. At the age of twenty-five, he became the Opium Commissioner of the Governor's Palace, essentially a civil servant of the Macau government. Unfortunately, just as his political career was taking off, he fell out with Lin Xizhen because the Governor of Macau's wife wanted to obtain the opium monopoly. In the end, he not only failed to obtain the business but also lost his reputation, causing him to remain in obscurity for many years without being given important positions. Otherwise, He Xian might not have been able to obtain the well-known title of "King of Macau".
"Brother Xian, I spoke with Brother Qi on the phone last night, but I couldn't reach you. I immediately asked Brother Qi to contact the people at South China Company, but they were all gone. Only a few local employees told me that everyone from South China Company went to Guangzhou for a meeting, and their return date is uncertain." Pedro Lobo said somewhat displeasedly to He Xian was sitting in a Western-style armchair drinking coffee. "Macau under martial law, yet the people from South China Company are able to go to Guangzhou for a meeting. Besides you, Brother Xian, who else in Macau Street could do that?"