Chapter 1680 I Can't Swallow This
At this time, Xia Zi, who had been silent, spoke up, "Mr. Chai, I don't care what grudges you have with these people, but I must take these people away today. Do you have any objections?"
Chai Nanran's eyelids twitched, anger rising in his heart, and he asked in a deep voice: "This is a matter between my Chai family and the Wu family. It seems against the rules for you to interfere, right?"
Xia Zai said solemnly: "I am following orders. In my eyes, my godfather's rules are the only rules. If your Chai family is not convinced, you can ask my godfather to hold a meeting and let the big guys come together to make the decision.
"But now, I have to take the people away."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people from the Hongxing Society immediately pointed their guns at the gangsters and thugs from the Chai family.
Chai Nanran was so angry that his heart was trembling, but he didn't dare to do anything to Xia Zai.
If he touches the people from the Hongxing Society, even Uncle Xiao can't protect him.
"Okay, today I'll let them go for the sake of Mr. Hong and you, Xia Zi." He finally compromised, "But this matter is not over yet. My grandson can't be beaten in vain and have words carved on his face! These rascals can't leave Hong Kong City for the next few days!"
Wu Guangming's face darkened, and he asked coldly, "What else do you want to do?"
"Xia Zi just said that since you and I can't solve this problem, let's hold a meeting! Let the bosses decide whether these people should stay or go."
Chai Nanran said without hesitation.
"Do you really want to alarm the three big bosses for this matter?" Wu Guangming said in surprise.
"Of course! Otherwise I won't be able to swallow this!"
Chai Nanran said fiercely.
"Okay, in that case, my Wu family will be waiting."
Wu Guangming didn't want to get too entangled. After all, this was the Chai family's territory. If Chai Nanran changed his mind, both sides would suffer losses if a fight broke out.
So he wanted to evacuate quickly. As for whether there would be a meeting later, he would decide when the time came.
Chai Nanran waved his hand and said, "Let him go!"
The gangsters and thugs of the Chai family retreated one after another, making way for Banyan Tree Avenue.
"Mr. Pi, please!"
Wu Guangming breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and respectfully made a "please" gesture.
Pi Yangyang didn't say much and walked towards the dock with Chu Ge and others.
Only after Pi Yangyang and his men had walked several dozen meters away did Xia Zi lead his men to evacuate.
Watching them leave, Chai Quan gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Grandpa, are you just going to let them go like this?"
"What if we don't let them go? If you really fall out with the Wu family, won't your marriage with that girl from the Wu family be completely hopeless?"
Chai Nanran said bitterly.
"That kid is too arrogant. I must throw him into the sea to feed the fish!"
Chai Quan said viciously.
"Don't worry, he can't run away!"
Chai Nanran said coldly, and then said to Scar: "Achen, help me keep an eye on these people these days and don't let them leave Hong Kong City. In addition, the injured brothers should be sent to the hospital immediately. All expenses will be borne by my Chai family, and each person will be compensated with 100,000 Hong Kong dollars."
Ah Chen agreed, "Don't worry, old man. Even if your Chai family doesn't want to keep them, my Old K Society will not let them go!"
Chai Nanran smiled coldly, he certainly knew what Achen meant.
Pi Yangyang and his gang injured so many of Achen's brothers. If they don't retaliate, the reputation of Lao K Society will be damaged.
What's more, those people came from the mainland. If the news gets out, I'm afraid the entire Old K Club will become a laughing stock in Hong Kong.
"When you go back, report to Uncle Xiao immediately and ask him to discuss with Uncle Zun and prepare for the church meeting. When the time comes, I will deal with these losers according to the church rules. I wonder how Wu Guangming can protect them."
After a moment, Chai Nanran spoke again in a cold voice.
He was absolutely sure that as long as he held a church meeting, he would be able to deal with Pi Yangyang and the others according to church rules.
After all, Chai Quan’s injuries are real, and the words on his face are there.
According to the rules of Hong Kong City, as long as a family or individual joins a church and pays the church dues every year, they will be protected by the church.
Once someone is injured, the church will definitely seek justice for him.
However, starting a church is not such a simple matter.
Generally speaking, the main figures in the three major gangs can handle things. Unless it involves some big families, those responsible cannot handle it, then they will apply for a meeting.
The Ganghui in Hong Kong is hosted by the elders or bosses of the three major gangs in Hong Kong.
The Old K Society is led by Uncle Zun, the Hung Hing Society is led by Uncle Hung, and the On Sheng Society is led by Uncle Xiang.
These three are the well-known gang leaders in Hong Kong City. If any one of them stomps his feet, the underground world of Hong Kong City will be shaken.
However, in the past thirty years, gang activities have gradually weakened, many gray industries have been laundered, and they also own many formal industries under their names.
But if they encounter problems, they can still pick up knives and chop people.
Chai Nanran had figured it out. Chai Quan was really hurt. He believed that even Master Hong would not openly protect a few mainland gangsters at the meeting.
So he believed that once the meeting really started, Pi Yangyang and others would be dead.
Pi Yangyang and Chu Ge boarded the fishing boat. Then, he asked curiously, "Mr. Wu, what does it mean to hold a meeting?"
Wu Guangming frowned, and said with some concern: "This is the rule of Hong Kong City for a hundred years. If there is any conflict between the big families that cannot be reconciled, they can apply for the leaders of the three major gangs to hold a meeting and let the gang make the decision."
Pi Yangyang understood and actually found this to be somewhat interesting.
He thought of the Jiuxuan Sect's conference and thought that this conference should be similar.
"Grandpa, if the Chai family really applies for a court meeting, will it be disadvantageous to us? After all, Chai Quan was injured for real, and there were indeed words carved on his face. And we don't even have the slightest evidence against them..."
Wu Siya on the side said with some concern.
Wu Guangming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I am a little worried too. But now that things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time. No matter what, my Wu family will protect Mr. Pi and his men."
"Then...what should we do if a ruling is made at the meeting?" Wu Siya was still very worried.
Wu Guangming's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at Xia Zi and said, "Xia Zi, please help me make an appointment with Master Hong. I want to go and pay him a visit tonight."
Xia Zai nodded and said, "When I get back, I will go see my adoptive father and tell him for you. As for whether he will see you or not, that is not up to me."
Wu Guangming said gratefully: "As long as you help me make an appointment."
Then, he looked at Pi Yangyang and said, "Mr. Pi, if you have nothing to do tonight, come with me to meet Mr. Hong. Your company will do business in Gangcheng in the future. If you visit the dock early, you can save a lot of trouble."
Pi Yangyang was also very interested in this Mr. Hong. He wanted to see what this big boss who was in charge of one of the three major gangs in Hong Kong looked like, so he nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, I should go and pay my respects to him as well."
Xia Zai glanced at Pi Yangyang and didn't say much.
After dozens of minutes, the fishing boat docked.
At this time, the lights were already bright.
Xia Zai was anxious to go back and have dinner with Master Hong, so after getting ashore he left with his men.
Pi Yangyang and others followed Wu Guangming to a restaurant and ordered food.
"Si Ya, call your uncle Luo and ask him to prepare a generous gift and send it here. I will take it to see Master Hong later."
After ordering the dishes, Wu Guangming said to Wu Siya.
Wu Siya went aside to make a phone call and asked Uncle Luo to arrange the gifts.
Pi Yangyang said: "Mr. Wu, since we are going to pay a visit, I should be the one to prepare the gift. How can I let you prepare it?"
Wu Guangming laughed and said, "Hong Kong has its own rules. If I ask you to prepare, do you know what to prepare?"
Chu Ge said: "What do you need to prepare? Just give me the money."
Wu Guangming shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Mr. Chu, do you think Mr. Hong is short of money? People in the martial arts world want face, not money."
Chu Ge was speechless, Pi Yangyang understood and nodded, saying, "That makes sense. I'll trouble you, Mr. Wu."
"It's nothing. Actually, I also want to meet Master Hong. What the Chai family did was indeed excessive. Since I can't touch the Chai family openly, I can only seek justice from the Chai family through a family meeting."
Wu Guangming said indifferently.
Pi Yangyang didn't worry about it anymore and waited for the food to be served.
Just when they were about to finish eating, Uncle Luo had already brought over the gift he had prepared.
Pi Yangyang took a look and saw that they were all excellent tonics. Among them was an old mountain ginseng, which actually emitted a faint spiritual energy.
He immediately understood that the older people get, the more afraid they are of illness and death.
So Wu Guangming gave him these tonics, which was considered to be what he wanted.
At the same time, Xia Zai also called and told Wu Guangming that Master Hong agreed to meet them, but not too many people because the old man liked quietness.
Wu Guangming thought for a moment, then said to Pi Yangyang, "Mr. Pi, come with me. I'll send a car to take Mr. Chu and the others back to the hotel."
Pi Yangyang nodded, and then he followed Wu Guangming into a Labor Day car and headed to Mr. Hong’s residence.












