Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Jiang Tianyang sat in a grand chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, the steam rising and the aroma of tea filling the air.

Chan Ho-nam sat opposite him, his teacup untouched, his hands resting on his knees, sitting very upright.

This face is exactly the same as Jiang Tiansheng's, but the temperament is completely different.

Jiang Tiansheng was reserved, taciturn, and rarely showed his emotions.

Jiang Tianyang loved to laugh, and his laughter was very kind, like a friendly uncle next door, but his eyes never smiled.

"Hao Nan, you should have heard about what happened to my brother."

Chan Ho-nam nodded slightly: "I've heard that Mr. Chiang was killed by Feng Yu-xiu, and the murderer has been brought to justice."

Jiang Tianyang sighed, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and put it down again: "Feng Yuxiu is dead, but Hung Hing cannot be without a leader for a day. The Jiang family's empire cannot fall into the hands of outsiders."

Chan Ho-nam remained silent.

He certainly knew who the "outsider" Jiang Tianyang was referring to was.

Liang Kun.

And myself...

Now that Liang Kun has declared himself the leader of Hung Hing, the Chiang family is naturally not convinced.

Jiang Tianyang looked at him with a sharp gaze: "Hao Nan, you are the pillar of Hung Hing. My brother valued you the most when he was alive. Now that Hung Hing is in trouble, I hope you can help me."

Do you value me?

Chen Haonan inwardly scoffed, "You think you're interested in me? I don't even have a stick to stand on right now." But outwardly, he remained neither humble nor arrogant, saying:

"Mr. Jiang, you flatter me. I'm just a lowly henchman and can't be of much help."

"You're too modest."

Jiang Tianyang smiled and said, "Causeway Bay is also Hung Hing's territory. By guarding Causeway Bay, you are doing Hung Hing the biggest favor."

Chan Ho-nam nodded without saying a word.

Jiang Tianyang picked up his teacup again, took a sip, and put it down: "Hao Nan, you know Liang Kun."

He is dishonest and has no moral compass.

If Hung Hing is handed over to him, it will be finished sooner or later.

Although I have been away from Hong Kong for many years, Hung Hing is the foundation of our Chiang family, and I cannot watch it be destroyed in the hands of others.

"Mr. Jiang is right."

Chan Ho-nam's expression remained unchanged. "I'm just a bouncer; these big things are not my business."

Jiang Tianyang stared at him for a few seconds, then laughed: "Haonan, are you trying to play games with me?"

Chan Ho-nam smiled faintly: "Mr. Chiang, I'm just telling the truth. I'm not even a Double Flower Stick yet, so I'm not qualified to participate in the battle for the top spot."

"So, who do you support?"

Jiang Tianyang simply asked directly.

Chan Ho-nam didn't answer immediately. He looked at the cup of tea in front of him, which had gone cold, and remained silent for a moment.

"I am a member of Hung Hing, and Hung Hing's affairs are my affairs. I will obey whoever is in charge."

Jiang Tianyang frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

He was testing Chan Ho-nam, and Chan Ho-nam was also testing him.

These words, on the surface, express obedience to the organization's arrangements, but in reality, they represent neutrality.

He won't help anyone; he'll only submit to whoever is in charge.

Jiang Tianyang knew the other party was just giving him the runaround, but he didn't dare to retaliate.

From the probing just now, he learned that Chan Ho-nam had not joined Leung Kwan, and that was enough.

The other side wants to remain neutral; they'll either support whoever wins or support neither.

Jiang Tianyang was deeply wary of Chen Haonan, thinking that Chen Haonan might also have ulterior motives.

But when he thought about the news he had received that Chen Haonan had killed seventy or eighty members of the Tung Sing gang by himself, he didn't think that having two guns under his command would make the other side submit.

Did the seventy or eighty Dongxing soldiers who died not carry guns?

He didn't believe it.

Regardless of whether Chan Ho-nam has ulterior motives, the most important thing now is not to offend him and cause him to switch sides with Leung Kwan.

Otherwise, with Leung Kwan's power, he wouldn't be able to compete.

"Hao Nan, you have your difficulties, I understand."

Jiang Tianyang's voice softened, "No matter what, I hope you won't help Liang Kun."

Chan Ho-nam nodded.

Jiang Tianyang nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

The result was better than he had expected.

As long as Chan Ho-nam doesn't help Ugly Kun, he has a chance of winning.

Footsteps came from outside the study, hurried and urgent.

Jiang Tianyang frowned slightly, about to speak, when the door was pushed open.

Scarface walked in, covered in wounds, his face covered in blood, one arm in a sling around his neck with a bandage, as if he had just escaped from a battlefield.

Jiang Tianyang frowned even more, giving him an unpleasant look. Scarface was someone he had sent out.

Returning in this state clearly indicates that the mission failed.

"Mr. Jiang."

Scarface lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eye.

When Chen Haonan saw Scarface enter, he frowned slightly.

He recognized the man; he was one of Jiang Tianyang's men, specializing in dirty work.

Looking at himself in such a sorry state, one wonders which enemy has come knocking on his door.

Could it be Liang Kunqian's?

He didn't want to get involved, so he stood up and said, "Mr. Jiang, I'll be leaving now."

Jiang Tianyang nodded: "You're busy."

There was no attempt to persuade them to stay.

Chen Haonan couldn't afford to offend him, after all, he was in someone else's stronghold.

I walked out of the villa and got into the car.

Chan Ho-nam leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and kept thinking about the conversation he had just had.

Jiang Tianyang wants to be the leader, but Liang Kun won't let him.

Hung Hing was destined for internal strife.

He didn't want to help anyone.

He'll team up with whoever wins.

If both sides lose, then they can't blame themselves.

In the study.

Jiang Tianyang stared at the scarred man, his gaze icy. "Where is he?"

The voice wasn't loud, but every word was filled with anger.

Scarface's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground: "Mr. Jiang, the person... we haven't caught him."

Jiang Tianyang's face darkened: "More than thirty people, and you can't even catch a single child? Are you all useless?"

Scarface raised his head, his face pale, his lips trembling: "Mr. Jiang, it's not that we're useless, it's...it's that the kid is too amazing."

He single-handedly, with just an axe, chopped down more than thirty of us. If he hadn't let me come back to deliver the message, I would have…”

"fart!"

Jiang Tianyang slammed his fist on the table. "An eight-year-old child can beat more than thirty adults? Are you all just sitting around doing nothing? Don't you have guns?"

"Yes! There are guns!"

Scarface nodded frantically, his voice trembling, "Mr. Jiang, even with a gun, we can't beat him. He's not human, he's a monster!"

He could chop people so fast that it was invisible.

His strength was outrageous. We fired our guns, and he cleaved each bullet away with his axe. He…”

Scarface's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and his mouth opened but he couldn't utter a single word.

His eyes were fixed on what was behind Jiang Tianyang, his face filled with fear, as if he had seen something terrifying.

My body started to tremble, first my fingertips, then my arms, and finally my whole body was shaking, and I collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Tianyang's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly to look behind him, only to find it empty and devoid of anything.

everything is normal.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Tianyang turned his head and glared at the scarred face.

But Scarface remained the same, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape, his whole body trembling, as if he had seen a ghost.

Just as Jiang Tianyang was about to lose his temper, a voice came close to his ear, "Mr. Jiang, hello there."

Jiang Tianyang's pupils suddenly contracted. He turned his head, and Lin Tian's ghostly figure was right next to his head, the axe in his hand still dripping blood.

……