"Being able to have such a brother, I, Weng Yun, have not come to this world in vain. Hua Feng is Yan Zheng's only son and the only relative left in the world. I have made him my adopted son since I was a child. But
...The child always thought that I had killed his father. No matter how hard I tried or how I made up for it, from the day his father died, he looked at me with resentment every time and never said a word.
They didn't want to tell me more.
With no other choice, I could only take a laissez-faire approach to him. He liked to learn martial arts, so I spent a lot of money to hire martial arts masters, Muay Thai champions, and retired M Army special forces officers after the Vietnam War. He liked women, so I allowed him to work in the film and television company.
You can choose from all the major nightclubs; if he is willing to gamble, I will give him millions or even tens of millions of gambling dollars every month for him to squander."
Di Cheng was silent, such indulgence can actually doom the future tragedy. This is not love, this is destruction. Someone may have persuaded him at the time, but as the person involved and feeling self-blame, Weng Yun had no choice but to
Indulgence is the only way to indulge, only in that way can one's heart feel a little better.
Finally found someone worth talking to, and the years of repression were released at this moment. Weng Yun was immersed in memories and continued his story: "I don't ask for his forgiveness, I just hope that he can be carefree and do what he wants."
I didn’t have any worries about my job, and I had been working hard for so many years. Until ten years ago, he suddenly told me that he wanted to join the Tide Gang, join the society, and find some passion.
I remember the scene of that day clearly and will never forget it for the rest of my life. Thirteen years have passed since Yan Zheng passed away. That was the first time that he took the initiative to talk to me. He said that he had realized his mistake.
He has caused me trouble for so many years, and he feels ashamed for what he has done. He did not blame me for his father's death back then. Yan Zheng's spirit in heaven certainly does not want him to give up on himself like this.
No one can understand my excitement at that time. I think God is an eye-opener. More than ten years of hard work have finally paid off. Hua Feng’s last sentence of hoping to start from the grassroots level and follow his father’s example made me even more happy.
From that day on, I gave Hua Feng as much convenience as possible, even risking the lives of my brothers to help him train and let him grow. I also sincerely hope that he can grow into a hero like his father. Hua Feng did not disappoint.
, he did a great job, and won praise from the old brothers, saying that he has the same demeanor as Yan Zheng did back then, daring to fight, strong, and loyal. More importantly, he respects me more and more.
, became more and more concerned. Sometimes when the weather is cold, he knows that my feet are cold, so he takes the initiative to bring hot water to wash and rub my feet.
Those days were the happiest times for me. I seemed to be full of energy in whatever I did. Every Qingming Festival, I would get drunk in front of Yan Zheng’s grave. I was happy, I was happy!!
Yan Zheng and I jointly won the Tide Gang. Xiaofeng doesn't like managing things within the gang. Sometimes I think that if one day in the future, Hua Feng wants the position of leader of the Tide Gang, I can do it.
Let me out. I also revealed it to him intentionally or unintentionally, but I always refused in return. He said that he was also a little tired. When I retired one day, he would also leave the Tide Gang to accompany me.
His family took care of me by the way."
Until this point, Weng Yun's voice was very soft and slow, and there was a warm smile on his face, as if he was slowly savoring the time in those years. But then... After a few minutes of silence, Weng Yun smiled.
His eyes were filled with tears, and his voice was slightly choked: "But I was wrong, so wrong. It turns out that I have been living in an illusory dream created by him. Everything is fake. He hates me."
Me, he has always hated me, he hated me so deeply that he even endured the humiliation for ten years.
The Tide Gang's external expansion has actually been planned for three years. It is controlled by me, Xuan En, Xiao Feng and him. Three months ago, the expansion plan was officially launched, and Xu Yun led the five
Thousands of gangs attacked westward, and Sanke led more than 3,000 tribesmen all the way north. In order to better implement the plan, Hua Feng volunteered to assist Sanke. I didn’t think of anything else at the time, so I nodded and agreed, and allowed him to lead the way.
Heading to Hebei with the 1,500 elites who have been personally cultivated over the years.
From that moment on, my fantasy began to gradually awaken. First, Sank slowly began to show signs of disobeying orders. Then, when the headquarters was sent to take over HB's newly expanded territory, he was kicked out for various reasons. Even the HN area
The actions of several urban areas bordering the newly expanded area were also a bit strange. Out of trust in Hua Feng, and not wanting Sanke, who had just surrendered, to become rebellious, I didn’t speculate too much until...
A month ago, Xuan En was assassinated in Shaanxi..."
Weng Yun's body suddenly trembled, his right hand clutched his chest tightly, his old face showed regret and pain.
"What? Assassination?" Di Cheng's surprise is no small matter. Li Xuan'en is the number one think tank of the Tide Gang and Weng Yun's closest and most capable assistant. For the Tide Gang to have such a prestige in HN, this person deserves the most credit.
, his reputation on the road is second only to that of Godfather Weng Yun. Such a figure is of extraordinary significance to the Tide Gang and Weng Yun.
"There were two assassinations a month ago, one targeting Xuan En and the other targeting Xu Yun. Among them, Xuan En was shot in the chest and almost died. However, he is still not out of danger until now. The doctor said he can survive it.
The probability is only 10%, and about 9% of this 10% relies on his own survival skills and small miracles. Xu Yun's enemy may have underestimated his ability, and the assassination failed.
It was successful, but he only sacrificed a few bodyguards, and he himself was not seriously injured."
"Is it... him?" Di Cheng guessed. As the top military strategist of the Tide Gang, there must be many overt and covert tactics, and his strength must be good. He can accurately locate his position and successfully carry out the assassination, unless
There is an insider, or someone close to you takes action directly, otherwise it is basically impossible to succeed.
"Not only was Xu Yun uninjured, but he also captured several killers. After interrogation by the intelligence department overnight, it was basically confirmed that Hua Feng was the one responsible for this mission." Weng Yun closed his eyes in pain: "I finally understand.
When I gave up my position, he refused to take over anyway. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he was paralyzing me. He was preparing to take back the Tide Gang bit by bit from my hands, relying on his own hands. Not only
So, if that day comes, my relatives and I will never die a happy death."
"You can take action." Di Cheng sighed softly.
"I can take action, but I can't. If it were someone else, I would be 200% sure to kill him alive. No matter how powerful and well-connected he is, I am still the one making the tide." Weng Yun said
Forget it. But...he is the only one, but I can't take action. Even...even if he kills my relatives right in front of me, I can't!! Because he is...Yan Zheng's son."
The tears in Weng Yun's eyes have flowed down uncontrollably. This is the first time in more than ten years that he has shed tears. He owes Yan Zheng too much, and even if it means using the lives of his whole family to redeem it, he has to pay.
The older people get, the more they value relationships. If this incident had happened ten years ago, with Weng Yun's heroic spirit at the time, although he would not have taken action openly, he would have definitely been able to bring Hua Feng back to his original form secretly. But now.
Now, even though he knew that Hua Feng was pulling him by the neck to the edge of the cliff, he had to obey and move forward, with a smile on his face...
This kind of pain and soreness can only be experienced by the client, Weng Yun himself.
After a long silence, Weng Yun said slowly in a hoarse voice: "I'm not afraid of death. This life was originally bought by his father, and I'm not afraid that the Nongchao Gang will change his surname to Yan, because his father also fought for it with his life. But if I
If I really die, with Hua Feng's hatred for me, not only will I be wiped out, but my old brothers and everyone close to me will probably not end well. Xiao Feng may also be killed.
Tortured to death."
"Mr. Weng, I can help you solve it, but... you may not agree."
Weng Yun shook his head silently: "No, I can't do anything to him, even if he goes too far, otherwise, how can I face Yan Zheng when I get down there, and tell him that I killed your son? I can't do it, I
It can’t be done”
Di Cheng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Don't worry, old man, I can't guarantee 100%, but at least I can protect your son's safety 90% of the time, just like you protect Yinyin."
"I believe you." A smile appeared on the old face for the first time: "Xiao Feng... Although he has a somewhat cowardly personality and doesn't like to deal with gang affairs, and he doesn't have much opinion or courage, he is a genius who is born to play with intelligence.
, a born spy. The intelligence system of my Tide Gang has always been managed and operated by him, and even I can't help but be amazed by the achievements he has made. The intelligence system is also one of the few systems that Hua Feng has failed to interfere with despite all his efforts.
One of them, almost out of the gang. If Xiao Feng had not always been secretive, no one except me and Xuan En could grasp his exact actions. He almost never showed up on weekdays. Even he might have been assassinated that day.
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