Xiao Yu asked calmly: "I wonder what Mr. He wants to get from me?"

He Tiansheng answered frankly: "What I want is the management rights of all casinos under the Sanlian Gang!" Xiao Yu raised his head: "You seem to have forgotten that I have nothing to do with the Sanlian Gang now, and their affairs should not be my turn!"

He Tiansheng laughed and pointed to Zhuang Xiaoyuan in front of him: "With Xiaoyuan's help, you can understand any internal situation of the Sanlian Gang, and many people in the gang do not agree with what Old Man Zuo did. I can help you accumulate strength secretly. When the right time is right, you can attack with all your strength and defeat the enemy in one move!"

Xiao Yu slowly reached out to He Tiansheng. He Tiansheng's skinny hands tightly held Xiao Yu. He said meaningfully: "Tan Zizai may be old and actually remembered to cooperate with the Japanese. The Japanese are the most untrustworthy nation. Deepwater Port may become his place to bury himself!"

Xiao Yu didn't say anything. Tan Zizai's future and destiny are still closely linked to him. He definitely doesn't want Tan Zizai to fall down so quickly, but everything around him kept reminding him that Tan Zizai's crisis is coming!

The Cantonese opera has started to perform again, and He Tiansheng's eyes are turned back to the stage again. He finally said: "This bet has just begun!"

Xiao Yu did not understand the true meaning of He Tiansheng's words.

When they returned to the hotel, Cuwu and Song Laohei were waiting for him in the room, and both of them looked very anxious.

"Ayu! Zhuo Zhenhai was killed!"

"What?" Xiao Yu was very shocked. Song Laohei repeated: "The boss of the triad association, Zhuo Zhenhai was killed!"

Cuwu said: "He was shot and killed on the way home, and none of the three people, including the driver, were spared. Now the entire Hong Kong gang suspects that this matter is related to Hutchison!" Xiao Yu didn't care who did this matter. What he was most concerned about was whether this matter would involve the Qinglong Gang.

Song Laohei said: "We have asked Ah Hui to buy air tickets and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible!"

Xiao Yu shook his head, and Cuwu and Song Laohei looked at him in surprise.

"We cannot rush to leave now. If we want to leave, we have to wait until Zhuo Zhenhai's funeral. Otherwise, even if this matter has nothing to do with us, others will doubt us!"

Cuwu and Song Laohei nodded repeatedly, Xiao Yu's analysis was very reasonable. Xiao Yu asked: "Do you know about this?" Cuwu shook his head: "You don't know Mr. Tan's rules. He never answered the phone after eleven o'clock in the evening!"

Xiao Yu frowned: "Uncle Fifth, go and prepare immediately. We will go to the mourning hall in the name of the Qinglong Gang tomorrow morning to worship Zhuo Zhenhai!"

Song Laohei asked: "Do you want to say hello in advance?" Xiao Yu nodded: "It's a blessing that you can explain it to him in person. Hutchison's recent days will definitely be difficult. We try not to go to their muddy waters!"

The next morning, Xiao Yu and his group of twenty people changed into black suits and sunglasses, rented five extended Lincolns from the hotel, and went to Zhuo Zhenhai's mourning hall to pay their respects. At 11 o'clock in the morning, there was a continuous drizzle in the gloomy sky in Hong Kong. On the road to Zhuo Mansion, the gang members of the Triad prohibited all vehicles from passing. The modified luxury cars parked everywhere outside the Zhuo Mansion, with TV cameras, journalists and people with morbid curiosity. The funerals of such gangsters were very attractive to them.

In the courtyard of Zhuo Mansion, all the long backrest chairs were filled with funeral attendants wearing black mourning clothes; everyone was dressed with taste, and everyone looked down at the mourning hall. Zhuo Zhenhai on the portrait smiled as usual, and his smile was truly consistent for his friends or enemies.

When Xiao Yu and the others arrived, many representatives of the gang had arrived here first. Hongxing, Hongyi, Hong'an, and Hongle's current boss were receiving there. They were wearing black suits, with white shirts, black ties and sunglasses inside. They looked very serious. Hongxing's boss Li Jizu stood in the middle of the crowd. He was still handsome, his hair was combed very neatly, his suit was exquisitely tailored, and a black handkerchief was inserted into his top chest pocket, which matched his tie that was neatly hanging from the white silk shirt.

Xiao Yu asked his subordinates to send a wreath made of lilies and burned 200,000 Hong Kong dollars in paper money.

Li Jizu had several contacts with Cuwu, and he took the initiative to walk towards Cuwu: "Brother Wu!"

Cuwu shook hands politely with him: "Mr. Tan is feeling a little uncomfortable these two days and has no way to come in person. I specially asked us to come to pay homage to Mr. Zhuo!"

Li Jizu sighed and shook hands with Xiao Yu and Song Laohei: "Thank you for coming to worship Mr. Zhuo. If he knows him in the spring, he will be grateful to the Qinglong Gang for his kindness!"

Xiao Yu made a few polite words with him, and then walked to the mourning hall with the lame Song Laohei to burn incense.

"Zhao Deshang, Song Xiangen, Xiao Yu, one bow! One bow! Two bow! Three bow! Thank you for your family!"

Zhuo Zhenhai left behind a son and a daughter. His daughter Zhuo Kechun was twenty years old this year. He studied law in Australia and was both talented and beautiful. Last year, he was elected as the champion of Miss Chinese in Asia Pacific. After she learned about her father's death, she came from Sydney overnight. Her son Zhuo Tianyang was only eight years old. Because Zhuo Zhenhai's wife passed away five years ago, the siblings no longer have any relatives.

Zhuo Kechun and his brother were dressed in a heavy filial piety and kowtowed to Xiao Yu and the others to thank him. Xiao Yu comforted them a few words. The life experiences of the brother and brother made him think of his first time in Taiwan.

At this moment, a tall and thin man in a black suit and standing in the middle of the courtyard was waving his pistol above his head, rushing towards the mourning hall along the aisle.

Xiao Yu heard the screams from the women present, and saw several gang members timidly hiding away. Xiao Yu hugged Zhuo Kechun and his brothers to cover them with their bodies.

Fortunately, the man in black was not the target of the siblings. He ran to Zhuo Zhenhai's coffin wildly. The bullets shot towards the coffin.

The triad gang members outside the mourning hall rushed in and waited until they caught the man. He had shot all his bullets into the coffin; then he stood there and shouted: "Zhuo Zhenhai, why did you die so early! Why is God so cheap you!"
Chapter completed!