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“Lion Brother, is your arm injury alright?” Mo Ming said apologetically, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
“It’s nothing! Just a minor injury, no big deal.” Mourning Lion shook his head and led Mo Ming to the hall, gesturing for him to sit down. “Please, have a seat. Let’s talk while we sit.”
Mo Ming and Hua Shangxiang sat across from each other, with Mourning Lion sitting in between them.
“Shura, I’ve thought about what you asked me to consider, and I’ve made my decision.” Mourning Lion stated directly. He anticipated that Mo Ming would come to find him and was already aware of the purpose of Mo Ming’s visit.
“I knew Lion Brother’s decision last night.” Mo Ming replied lightly. “The appearance of Lion Hall was quite late last night. I knew this was your order, so I understood your decision from that point. Today, I’m here mainly to discuss our cooperation moving forward.”
Mourning Lion laughed a few times. “Haha, from the moment the sniper attacked, I knew it was your doing. Generally speaking, the chances of a sniper failing to assassinate someone are very low unless it’s intentional. The fact that my arm was injured instead of me being killed shows that the sniper clearly didn’t want my life.”
“Your understanding is quite good. Collaborating with someone like you is indeed a wise choice.” Mo Ming glanced at Hua Shangxiang, smiling meaningfully. “It’s a pity that someone doesn’t quite Understood, even threatening to tell me that if anything happened to you, she wouldn’t let me off easily.”
Hua Shangxiang shot a fierce glare at Mo Ming, snorting coldly. “Hmph, I suddenly realize that the world-famous War God Asura is quite Gossip, and has a rather lowly mouth.”
“She’s just talking; there’s no need to take it seriously.” Mourning Lion understood who Mo Ming was referring to and smiled slightly at Hua Shangxiang. “Flower President, there’s no need to be so angry. Shura shooting at me was actually to protect me; he didn’t want Yin Jiu to become suspicious.”
Hua Shangxiang remained silent, fiddling with her fingernails.
“Alright, let’s not waste time on trivial matters. Let’s discuss our cooperation.” Mo Ming crossed his legs and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulling one out and offering it to Mourning Lion. Then he looked at Hua Shangxiang, smiling. “I wonder if Flower President smokes?”
“I have my own cigarettes; I don’t need yours.” Hua Shangxiang, still upset about how Mo Ming teased her, refused him outright and took out her own feminine cigarettes from her bag, lighting one up.
Mo Ming seemed to have anticipated Hua Shangxiang’s reaction and showed no signs of embarrassment. He took out a cigarette for himself and casually placed it in his mouth before putting away the pack. He used a lighter to ignite Mourning Lion’s cigarette first and then lit his own, taking a puff before saying, “My purpose for coming to Sanpan City is simple: to eliminate Yin Jiu. I hope that you, Lion Brother, can take control of Hong Gang. From now on, let’s maintain peace between Hong Gang and Little Green Society, not interfering with each other, or even forming an alliance.”
“Dealing with someone like Yin Jiu isn’t easy. You should know that he has controlled Hong Gang for many years now and has many supporters. It won’t be simple for me to take control of Hong Gang.” Mourning Lion shook his head with a bitter smile. “Moreover, Yin Jiu is quite suspicious and has many bodyguards around him; eliminating him will be somewhat difficult.”
Mo Ming waved his hand and smiled, "You don't need to worry about Yin Jiu's life or death. I just need you to secretly win over the people from Hong Gang and Outer Gang to support you. We will take care of Yin Jiu."
"That might be a bit risky. After all, I don't know who is two-faced. If I try to win him over and he goes to Yin Jiu instead, my situation would be extremely dangerous," Mourning Lion said, slightly furrowing his brow. "It's important to note that Hong Gang has Three Halls, with Tiger Hall having the most members, followed by Lion Hall, and finally Leopard Hall."
"I understand that. Leopard Hall's Wen Bao is Yin Jiu's confidant, so it seems Leopard Hall's strength is somewhat hidden," Mo Ming nodded and said. "If Lion Brother disagrees with my previous approach, I have another plan, but I'm not sure if it will work."
"Go ahead."
"If Yin Jiu dies, the Hall Master of the Three Halls will definitely be someone who inherits the leadership. If Wen Bao dies and Black Tiger also dies, then this leadership position should belong to you, right?" Mo Ming said with a sly smile.
"Logically speaking, that is indeed the case. However, if so many important members of Hong Gang suddenly die and I remain unharmed, it would inevitably raise suspicions that I colluded with you. At that point, those with ulterior motives could stir up trouble and direct all their accusations at me, making me a target," Mourning Lion said with a bitter smile as he shook his head.
"I don't agree with you either." Hua Shangxiang, who had been silent until now, also voiced her opposition. "On the surface, it looks like you're helping Lion Boss clear obstacles to become the leader. But it's too coincidental—if the leader dies and only one Hall Master remains in the Three Halls, Lion Brother's suspicion will be very obvious. That's too dangerous; I don't agree."
"Hehe, I understand your concerns. Please let me finish," Mo Ming said with a slight smile. "Yin Jiu, Black Tiger, and Wen Bao must die. However, we can simply use them for our advantage. Yin Jiu and Wen Bao are quite close; we can't leave either of them alive."
Mo Ming paused for a moment and seeing that Mourning Lion and Hua Shangxiang did not interrupt, he continued: "Black Tiger is brave but lacks wisdom; we can keep him around for our use. By then, when Yin Jiu and Wen Bao are dead, the position of Hong Gang's leader will definitely be contested between you and Black Tiger. What are your chances against Black Tiger?"
"Fifty-fifty," Mourning Lion replied without much thought. "Although Black Tiger is brave but foolish, he has made significant contributions to Hong Gang and has quite a few supporters. Competing against him would only give me a fifty-fifty chance."
"I say you will definitely win," Mo Ming said seriously.
"Do you really have that much confidence that I can become the leader of Hong Gang?" Mourning Lion asked curiously.
Mo Ming replied, "I remember there is a rule in Hong Gang: harming fellow members results in punishment by lighting a lantern as a penalty. If I'm not mistaken."
"There is indeed this rule in the gang. You mentioned it to frame Black Tiger, intending to put him in a difficult position. What do you plan to do?" Mourning Lion was a clever person and quickly understood Mo Ming's intention.
"Brother Lion, you are indeed not an ordinary person. I only mentioned the first half of the sentence, and you guessed my thoughts. Smart!" Mo Ming nodded and said, "We kill Yin Jiu, then invite Black Tiger over, and catch him in the act. We can directly pin the blame on Black Tiger. Even if he is innocent, he won't be able to defend himself."
Mourning Lion couldn't help but give a thumbs up, praising, "This move is brilliant! If we do it this way, our cooperation will be perfectly completed."
"Hehe. Then it's settled. When we are ready to act, I will inform Brother Lion," Mo Ming took a deep breath of his cigarette, exhaling smoke as he said, "The situation has been tense lately; let's hold off for two days. If nothing unexpected happens, we will resume our actions in two days."
"Alright, I'll wait for your news." Mourning Lion nodded and seemed to remember something. He said to Mo Ming, "By the way, I just recalled something. Although I don't know what scheme Yin Jiu is plotting, I think you should be aware of it."
"Oh? What is it?" Mo Ming asked curiously.
"During the meeting last night, Yin Jiu assigned tasks to both me and Black Tiger, but only Wen Bao did not receive a task. He told Wen Bao to find him afterward. I suspect that Yin Jiu must have some secret matter for Wen Bao," Mourning Lion reminded him. "One thing I need to warn you about is that the information you have about Wen Bao might not include everything; his skills are impressive—so good that they are frightening."
"Got it," Mo Ming flicked his cigarette and stood up to say to Mourning Lion, "Thank you for the reminder, Brother Lion. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't stay longer. I'm leaving now."
Mourning Lion nodded and also stood up, shaking hands with Mo Ming: "You go handle your matters first; I hope our cooperation goes smoothly!"
"Hehe, goodbye President Flower! Remember to come chat with me in my room sometime; I'll tell you all about how I got into your car," Mo Ming didn't forget to tease Hua Shangxiang as he left, ignoring her angry expression as he turned and walked toward the door.
"You bastard Shura! I will definitely settle this with you!"
Mourning Lion watched Mo Ming's back and then looked at the furious Hua Shangxiang. He shook his head with a wry smile: "This Shura is really interesting; always polite to friends but turns into a fierce demon when facing enemies. It's truly reassuring to cooperate with someone like him."
As soon as Mo Ming exited Mourning Lion's mansion, he immediately called He Yunsong.
"Boss, what's going on?"
"Keep an eye out over there. Yin Jiu is likely to send someone over. The opponent is not simple, so don't underestimate them." Mo Ming seemed to have guessed Wen Bao's movements, so he immediately called He Yunsong to remind him to be cautious.
"Got it. Don't worry about things here; we'll handle it. By the way, how's the situation on your end? Do you need me to send someone to support you? Hong Gang is tough; we need to be extra careful!"
"I should be done here in about a week," Mo Ming replied. "Alright, let's talk later. I'm hanging up now. Goodbye!"
"Okay."
After hanging up, Mo Ming looked around and walked over to Hua Shangxiang's car, a slight smile forming at the corners of his mouth as he pulled out a thin wire from his pocket and pried open the car door.
In less than a minute, Mo Ming opened the door and got inside, using common methods for stealing cars to start the engine. He turned the wheel and sped down the mountain...
Half an hour later, Hua Shangxiang came out of the mansion and discovered her car was missing. She immediately asked the doorman, "Where's my car?"
"Uh, the person you brought took it. Didn't you let him drive it away?" the doorman asked in confusion.
"Idiot!" Hua Shangxiang cursed, her mouth twitching in anger as she viciously muttered, "Damn you, Shura! I curse you to die a horrible death and crash that car into pieces... Wait, that's my car! If he crashes it, who will pay for it!? Hmph, next time I will definitely settle the score with him!"
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