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Before they knew it, it was time for Hung Hing's regular meeting.
This was also the first regular meeting held after the Dragon Ancestor became the leader of Hung Hing.
After Longzu led Awu and a few underlings into the main hall, they saw that all the gang leaders were there.
For the first time ever, they didn't bring any of their underlings.
The Dragon Ancestor knew it at a glance; he knew exactly what was going on.
The red sticks and straw sandals they usually wear were deliberately not shown.
Among the elders, everyone except Uncle Xing was present.
The moment the Dragon Ancestor appeared, the heated debate in the conference room abruptly ceased.
The next moment, a deathly silence fell.
Russia hesitated, and Gigolo reluctantly broke the silence.
With an awkward smile on his face, he stepped forward and said:
"Ah Zu, no, Mr. Long, are you trying to kill us? Are you even one of us?"
"Aren't you going to give us a bite to eat? If you keep doing this, we'll have no way to survive..."
"Brother Ji, why should I come today if we're not family? I can easily postpone the meeting for a while longer; that's my right!" (Li Wang's)
"The reason we're holding this meeting today is to calmly discuss our Hung Hing reforms with everyone."
After sitting down in the dragon-head chair, the Dragon Ancestor spoke in a deep voice.
“Mr. Long, you’ve caused chaos in our various gangs. If other gangs were to break in now… you know the consequences,” Fatty Li said sarcastically.
"Mr. Lung, I've heard that some people are already eyeing our Hung Hing. You've just taken over, so you need to be careful."
"Chao, the big boss of Chaiwan District, sneered."
"You don't need to speak so coldly and veiledly. Whether it's someone inside or outside the triad trying to cause trouble for Hung Hing, I've already thought of how to deal with it!"
"Dragon Ancestor said loudly."
next second!
A dozen or so burly men dressed in identical black suits suddenly walked in from outside the main hall!
Everyone was over 1.8 meters tall, and one hand was in the inside pocket of their suit jacket!
It's obvious there's a gun hidden under the suit!
Chapter 124 Give me a way out, Boss!
After these men in black walked in, the atmosphere in the entire conference room became quiet and oppressive, as if the air itself had frozen!
The Dragon Ancestor's sharp gaze swept across the entire area, and he spoke with murderous intent:
"Anyone who dares to mess with Hung Hing, I'll take their life!"
The old foxes present fell silent upon hearing the Dragon Ancestor's words.
Because they know that the Dragon Ancestor is capable of doing what he says, and that he will have "innovative" ways to kill you!
"Where's Chen Yao? Why didn't he come to the meeting today?" Long Zu asked coldly.
"Mr. Long, he's been hospitalized. Apparently, he had a stomach hemorrhage from drinking too much," Uncle Fu said from the side.
The Dragon Ancestor's face darkened as he said:
"I'm here today to have an honest chat with everyone. Let's not pretend, let's speak our minds."
The group looked at each other, and finally all turned to Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu was really overwhelmed.
Fu Guo was a veteran of four reigns of the Hung Hing.
He has been associated with Jiang Zheng, Mr. Jiang Liang Kun, and Long Zu.
He easily dealt with Jiang Zhen, Jiang Tiansheng, and Liang Kun.
But when faced with this young new leader, he always felt like he couldn't grasp his pulse.
The important thing is, this kid never plays by the rules!
"Mr. Long, now that you've brought this up, let me ask you a question: do you really want them all to retire at the same time?"
Dragon Ancestor 560 shook his head, took a puff of his cigar, and slowly said:
"It's not that I want them to step down, it's that the future development of the organization requires them to step down!"
"Hehe..." Fatty Li chuckled coldly twice.
"Fatty Li, stop laughing!" Dragon Ancestor glanced at Fatty Li.
"Those who eat the dinner we cook need to work hard. You're all over 50, can you still keep up the pace?"
"Do you think I don't know what you do every day? Besides drinking tea, taking baths, and playing with women, what else do you do all day?"
"Why not just step down cleanly? You'll still have the respect of your underlings and the gang afterward."
Uncle Fu let out an "Ah" and tried to speak, but the Dragon Ancestor raised his hand to interrupt him.
“You just can’t bear to give up the immediate benefits. After all, being the person in charge can earn you at least 500,000 to 600,000 a month, and some can even earn one or two million.”
"As long as you shamelessly refuse to retire, you can live to die, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old men either coughed, smoked, or drank tea without saying a word.
Uncle Fu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:
"Mr. Long, is there really no room for negotiation on this matter? You should at least give them a way out!"
"We in Hung Hing have always respected the elderly..."
"Of course I respect the elderly!"
Dragon Ancestor shouted, "Do you know how many gang leaders have wanted to see me lately?"
"Let me tell you, I haven't seen a single one!"
"why?"
"It's precisely because I hope you'll back down on your own, to save face for yourselves. It wouldn't look good if things escalated to a complete breakdown!"
The gang leaders looked at each other, wondering to themselves if the suspect was one of their own henchmen.
Brother Ji had already experienced the Dragon Ancestor's power firsthand and had been thoroughly scolded.
Therefore, he knew he absolutely could not confront the Dragon Ancestor head-on.
So he changed his tune and pleaded:
"Mr. Long, as you just said, we're both too old to compete anymore."
"If you suddenly tell us to retreat, you're pushing us to the brink of despair."
"Please spare my life, Boss!"
Everyone felt sorry for Brother Ji when they saw his humble appearance.
Dragon Ancestor glanced at Brother Ji, smiled knowingly, and said:
"Brother Ji, don't try to play the victim in front of me. You've made a lot of money over the decades, you should have enough for your retirement by now, right?"
"Mr. Long, you can't say that. I spend a lot of money and haven't saved much," Brother Ji said with a forced smile.
“Brother Ji is right. We have very high expenses and are used to spending money lavishly. We have no concept of saving money. Now you suddenly want us to retire. What are we going to do?”
"If our former enemies, who were once our leaders, came looking for us, they would have hacked us to death in the street in no time!"
Ah Chao, the local bully in Chaiwan District, softened his tone and spoke to Long Zu.
Seeing that the time was almost right, the Dragon Ancestor knew it was time to make a decision.
So he took a sip of green tea, looked around, and saw that all the big shots in the room were staring at him expectantly.
He smiled, then took another puff of his cigar, sighed softly, and slowly said:
"Actually, I'm a soft-hearted person, and I won't drive you to a dead end."
"How about this, for the sake of the club's future, you can all step down yourselves. After you step down, the club will take care of you and protect you. How about that?"
"Then how do you protect it, and how do you raise it?" Fatty Li asked immediately.
"Protecting you is very simple!"
"As long as I'm in Hung Hing, no other triad will dare to touch you. And I've made a promise, so you can rest assured."
As for how to support them, each person will receive HK$50,000 per month. As long as the Hung Hing triad exists, you will continue to receive this money until you die!
"Dragon Ancestor said in a deep voice."
“We have 50,000 now, every month that’s…” Fatty Li was furious.
"Fatty Li, don't try to bargain with me!" Long Zu interrupted, looking at Fatty Li.
“I’ve investigated you all, and none of you are short of money. I’ll give you 50,000 a month, which is enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your lives!”
"White-collar workers in Hong Kong only earn three thousand a month now, how much more do you want?"