After hanging up the phone, He Laoliu lit his pipe with a match and smoked gently, his eyes filled with murderous intent and unconcealable excitement.
Ever since the Qing Gang was driven out of the East China Sea and Huangfu Hongzhu eliminated the traitors in the Red Bamboo Gang, He Laoliu had this idea - after that incident, he became the veritable number two figure in the Red Bamboo Gang.
One call and a hundred responses!
The only thing worth mentioning is that at that time, although he had a high prestige among the neutral faction, there was no guarantee that those in the neutral faction would join him in rebellion and overthrow Huangfu Hongzhu.
After all, for those who are neutral, interests mean everything, and the benefits he can bring to those people cannot compare to Huangfu Hongzhu!
In such a situation, He Laoliu could only suppress his ambitions and choose to endure while looking for opportunities.
And the incident when Chen Fan forced him to cut off his biological son's arms was like a catalyst that made the seeds of rebellion in his heart sprout and grow.
That day, he swore to his lover and son that he would make Chen Fan pay the price!
For He Laoliu, that day was the day when he truly put aside all his baggage and made up his mind.
After making up his mind, he did not act rashly, but began to wait carefully for opportunities.
Later, he waited for an opportunity - Huangfu Hongzhu resolutely gave up cooperation with the Yamaguchi Group in order to help Chen Fan, and turned against him, creating a powerful enemy for the Hongzhu Gang. The Hongzhu Gang's smuggling business suffered heavy losses.
Taking advantage of the negative impact of this incident, He Laoliu privately found the big bosses of the neutral faction and used methods such as bribery, wooing, and temptation to pull those big bosses into a boat. He also secretly contacted the people who originally supported Huangfu Hong.
The boss of bamboo.
At that time, those big bosses were already very dissatisfied with Huangfu Hongzhu. He Laoliu had grasped the timing of his move just right. Although those big bosses who originally supported Huangfu Hongzhu did not express their support for He Laoliu clearly, they did not betray He Laoliu either.
, but takes a wait-and-see attitude, saying that if it sounds ugly, it will just be a piece of cake.
For He Laoliu, that was enough!
At that time, he was basically ready for everything. He only needed the east wind. As long as he could find another reasonable excuse, he could wave the flag and take the opportunity to overthrow Huangfu Hongzhu.
It's just that... this opportunity has not come for a long time. On the contrary, the Nal Group's investment in the mainland made his carefully prepared plan to usurp power go to waste. Those supporters of Huangfu Hongzhu who were originally wavering saw that their own interests were because of Huangfu.
After the value of Hongzhu rose, they once again chose to support Huangfu Hongzhu; those members of the neutral faction also wavered in their intention to usurp power because Huangfu Hongzhu could bring them greater benefits than before.
This heavy blow did not shake He Laoliu's determination to give up usurping power and retaliate against Chen Fan, but... instead of following the safe, boiling frog-like plan he had made in advance, he went to another extreme - on the one hand
, colluded with outsiders, and used this memorial ceremony to carry out assassinations. On the other hand, he used coercion and inducement to make those originally wavering neutral members firmly stand on his side.
"Chen, if you dare to take my son's arm, I will take your life!"
"So what if you come from the Chen family in the north? This matter has nothing to do with me and He Laoliu!"
The scene of his son's hands being cut off that day flashed through his mind. He Laoliu's eyes were red, and the murderous intent in his eyes was no longer concealed at all!
Chu Wentian was not buried in a public cemetery, but on the mountainside of Yunshan Mountain.
At that time, in order to bury Chu Wentian, the Tianwen Group spent a huge amount of money to build a cemetery halfway up Yunshan Mountain. Not only did it occupy a large area, but only one person, Chu Wentian, was buried in the entire cemetery. It was extremely luxurious.
The cemetery is built on the mountain, with stunning water, light and mountain scenery, tranquility and beauty. It was selected by a famous Feng Shui master in the south.
Hundreds of cars got off the highway where the highway connected with Yunshan Highway, and then drove toward Yunshan.
For Chen Fan, this is not his first time in Yunshan. When he was racing with the new European car king Green, it was on the Yunshan Highway.
"Miss Huangfu, is Mr. Chu buried in Yunshan?" For some reason, when the convoy was driving on the Yunshan Highway, Chen Fan had a bad intuition in his heart. The keen sense of smell he had developed over the years allowed him to smell something.
The smell of danger.
Like Chu Ge, Huangfu Hongzhu has been in a very bad mood these past two days. The sadness deep in her eyes cannot be erased at all, but she can hide it well in front of everyone.
She didn't know what she was remembering at first, but she was surprised when she heard Chen Fan's question and nodded subconsciously.
After nodding, she suddenly realized that she seemed to know that Chen Fan had a purpose for asking, so she asked: "What's wrong?"
"He Laoliu is known as the big boss of China's underground drag racing. This Yunshan underground drag racing venue is his property, so he should know more about Yunshan than any of us." Chen Fan frowned and said: "I'm afraid
What will he do with this opportunity?"
"I have thought about this beforehand." Huangfu Hongzhu said thoughtfully: "It shouldn't be possible."
Chen Fan asked curiously: "Why?"
"First, since you reminded me that He Laoliu had rebellious intentions, I have sent people to monitor his every move in private, and I have not found that he has been in contact with other forces. This can rule out the possibility of him colluding with outside forces. Second
Second, all his key men participated in this memorial ceremony, and like us, they did not wear weapons, so they could not plot against us! Third, Wentian Jiuguang, although he was born in the underworld, did a lot of good deeds, and on the surface it was considered
As a big entrepreneur, the people who came to pay homage to him this time were not only the underworld forces, but also people from the military, government and business. No matter how courageous He Laoliu was, he would not dare to do anything in front of those people. He had offended those people.
I'm sorry!" Huangfu Hongzhu explained: "Finally, I sent out all the remaining members of the secret hall and conducted a close inspection of the surrounding area. If there was any danger, I should have discovered it long ago."
Hearing Huangfu Hongzhu's explanation, Chen Fan was slightly relieved, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.
Because he has always trusted his intuition.
In the past few years, many times, he was able to escape because of his keen sense of crisis.
Yunshan is composed of dozens of mountains, and those mountains vary in height. Some are over a thousand meters high, while others are only a few hundred meters high. Chu Wentian's grave is on the top of a mountain in the center.
There is a waterfall on that mountain. The top of the mountain is not as sharp as ordinary mountains. On the contrary, the top of the mountain is very flat and covers a large area.
The entire top of the mountain was bought by the Tianwen Group, and was bulldozed to build a square. Dozens of marble-carved pillars stood on the square. The ground was also paved with marble. Not to mention the neatly built lawns, some special flowers.
The flowers are still blooming, creating a scene of birds singing and flowers fragrant.
The motorcade stopped in the square. In addition to the confidants of each boss, other members of the Red Bamboo Gang stood in two rows, spaced three meters apart, to act as welcome guests.
After Huangfu Hongzhu got out of the car, he took Chu Ge and stood at the front to greet the bigwigs from all walks of life who came to pay homage to Chu Wentian.
While Huangfu Hongzhu was doing everything, Chen Fan did not get off the car. After all, he was an outsider in a sense. As for coming here today, it was entirely because he was worried that Chu Ge would not be able to control his emotions and make some impact to pay tribute.
things to come.
Half an hour later, the greetings ended and Huangfu Hongzhu led Chu Ge towards the cemetery at the end of the square. Chen Fan saw this and quickly got out of the car to follow.
For a time, the originally empty square was overcrowded and dark. The members of the Red Bamboo Gang standing in two rows were uniformly dressed in black suits, white flowers, and black sunglasses on their noses. Their expressions were solemn and they stood upright, like a group of people.
A normal gun.
Before the memorial service had even begun, the atmosphere became extremely solemn, which could even be described as depressing.
In this atmosphere, neither the gangsters who came to pay homage to Chu Wentian nor the military, political and business leaders spoke in low voices, but followed Huangfu Hongzhu, Chu Ge, Chen Fan and Duyi Dao silently.
Behind the four.
Soon, a group of people arrived in front of the cemetery.
The area around the cemetery has already been decorated, and various commemorative items are placed in front of the tombstones.
The staff who had been waiting for a long time saw everyone coming and hurriedly came up to chat with Huangfu Hongzhu. After receiving Huangfu Hongzhu's instructions, one of the staff announced the memorial regulations and asked that no noise be allowed after the memorial ceremony started.
, chase, fight.
Although these people who are here today should not do these things as they are, they are just part of the memorial process and the staff naturally dare not ignore them.
After the memorial regulations were announced, a staff member walked up to Huangfu Hongzhu and said, "Miss Huangfu, you can start."
Huangfu Hongzhu nodded slightly, then patted Chu Ge on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Ge, go and kowtow to your father."
Chu Ge's eyes were red, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place as if someone had applied a body-holding technique. He stared stiffly at the tombstone in front of him, motionless.
Seeing this scene, Chen Fan knew that Chu Ge was excited, so he put his hands on Chu Ge's shoulders, stared into Chu Ge's red eyes, and said word by word: "Xiao Ge, as a man, there are some things.
It's something you have to face. Go ahead and kowtow to your dad. There are so many people watching, so don't embarrass your dad in front of outsiders!"
"Um!"
Chu Ge nodded with tears in his eyes, then walked straight forward, and with a "pop", his knees hit the ground directly!
"Dad, Xiao Ge is here to see you!" Ignoring the severe pain coming from his knee, Chu Ge took a deep look at Chu Wentian's tombstone and knocked hard!
"Bang!"
After a muffled sound, a big bump suddenly appeared on Chu Ge's forehead.
Bang!
Bang!
After ringing his head three times in a row, blood seeped out from Chu Ge's forehead, mixed with tears, staining his face. The cold wind blew by, and some even solidified on his face.
After the kowtow was over, Chu Ge did not get up immediately. Instead, he knelt on the ground and cried silently.
Upon seeing this, Chen Fan stepped forward and took the incense from the staff and handed it to Chu Ge.
Seeing Chen Fan handing the incense, Chu Ge stopped crying, but did not wipe the tears and blood on his face, but stood up to apply the incense.
After doing all this, Chu Ge followed Chen Fan silently back to the front of the crowd.
For a moment, almost everyone turned their attention to Chen Fan, and most of their eyes were full of doubts.
A large number of these people have never met Chen Fan, and they are wondering who Chen Fan is, while those who have met Chen Fan are wondering about the relationship between Chen Fan and the Red Bamboo Gang - after all,
Everything just now should be done by Huangfu Hongzhu, not Chen Fan!
There is only one exception.
The owner of the gaze is He Laoliu.
There was no doubt in his eyes when he looked at Chen Fan, but only a strong murderous intent.
It seemed that in his eyes, Chen Fan had become a dead man!
