Chapter 146: Old Grievances

Chapter146: Old Grudges

“Fuck, brothers, explosive news! The Dice's 'One', Dai Xitu, was actually slaughtered in Iron Tower's lair!”

Yao Ji's hollow, vacant eyes suddenly gathered a sharp light; his body lying horizontally on the sofa bounced up with a *ceng* sound.

Responding to him was a dry, rough voice, "Such bullshit news, where did you hear it from?"

"Right in our Gambling Association's Huangliang Network!"

Er Tiao, bearing a scarred face, snorted disdainfully, "Can you believe the stuff on there? Those sons of bitches have nothing better to do than trick their own people."

Yao Ji swore solemnly, "It's real! Even the fleeting shadows of the attack were uploaded! That can't be faked, right?"

Er Tiao froze, "Who did it?"

"It was the Wen Pai Tiger Head of Pai Jiu, He Zangjia!"

Er Tiao revealed a shocked expression, "Has he gone mad? Killing his own people?"

Yao Ji nodded in agreement, "That's what I'm saying, these Card System people are all lunatics!"

It's no wonder the two of them were so surprised; you see, although the Chuan-Yu Gambling Association is an organization similar to a union, its internal management is very loose; the three systems of 'Mahjong, Cards, Dice' each have their own territories and businesses.

But after all, everyone still eats under the same signboard; daily minor frictions are fine, but this kind of lethal action against their own is extremely rare.

"Right now, the Dice System and Card System people online have blown up, greeting each other's ancestors for eighteen generations; now some are red-eyed with rage, preparing to arrange a fight."

Yao Ji giggled, "But I heard some inside info; supposedly Dai Xitu sent people to He Zangjia's territory to run a gambling game first, but his eating manner was too ugly, angered the other's financial backer, so He Zangjia went looking for trouble."

"Deserved it." Er Tiao spat out two words coldly, "But not to the point of killing; Card System people are too arrogant."

"Others occupy the richest Zhongyu District; it's normal for them to have a big temper."

Yao Ji's tone was a bit sour, "But this He Zangjia, arrogant as he is, does things watertight."

"The evidence they've thrown out now all points to Dai Xitu being in the wrong; he crossed the line first, and when caught, he wasn't willing to give a single cent of compensation, which forced He Zangjia to develop killing intent."

Yao Ji hehe'd a laugh, shouting at the burly figure standing by the window: "Boss, do you think the Card System and Dice System will come to blows over this?"

That figure remained nailed to the spot, as if he hadn't heard Yao Ji's words at all.

Yao Ji and Er Tiao exchanged a glance; the latter tried calling out, "Boss?"

After another moment of silence, a deep, resonant voice slowly rang out.

"They won't fight. This is merely a warning from the Card System to the Dice System. As long as the situation of warlords dividing Chongqing Prefecture doesn't change, the Eight Generals of Thousand Gates above us won't truly tear faces."

"Only by huddling together for warmth do the Gambling Association people have the capital to compete with those big conglomerates."

Yao Ji asked cautiously: "Boss, are you still thinking about the Chengdu Prefecture matter?"

"Asking when you know the answer, you idiot!"

Er Tiao rolled his eyes, cursing Yao Ji in a low voice.

"San Tiao's grudge hasn't been avenged."

Gong Qinghong slowly turned around; that rugged face was utterly cold and stern.

The frivolous Yao Ji hesitated to speak; even the taciturn Er Tiao couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since they returned from Chengdu Prefecture, their own Boss's face had almost never shown a trace of a smile.

Even when the higher-ups spoke up, letting him choose someone to fill San Tiao's vacancy, he refused.

Gong Qinghong was attributing San Tiao's death entirely to himself, thinking of nothing but revenge every waking moment.

"Boss, that brat was pierced through the chest by a sword from the Dao Seven Golden Elixir Guest; he probably died on the spot."

Yao Ji feigned relaxation: "Even if he didn't die, the bounty Chengdu Prefecture put out this time isn't low; the Association already has people searching for his tracks; a cripple polluted by flesh and blood can't possibly survive."

"Boss, that's what Yao Ji says."

Er Tiao took up the thread, "A man destined to die, why do you care about him? Besides, San Tiao's death can't be blamed on you, Boss; the intel provided by the Wu family was flawed."

Despite the two's earnest persuasion, the coldness on Gong Qinghong's face showed not the slightest sign of thawing.

"This man, must die by our hands!"

"Why?"

Er Tiao ultimately failed to stop Yao Ji, whose mouth was faster than his brain; here he had just raised his hand, there the words were already out.

"San Tiao still has a whole family waiting to be fed; that 25 million bonus belongs to San Tiao's pension; no one else can touch it."

Gong Qinghong enunciated each word: "So, Li Jun can only die in our hands."

"But, we don't even know where he's hiding now."

"He's in Chongqing Prefecture." Gong Qinghong's tone was extremely certain.

"What!"

Yao Ji bounced up with a *ceng*, "How is that possible?"

In comparison, Er Tiao was much steadier; after pondering a moment, he spoke slowly:

"There really is this possibility. Back then, the Mohist Congruent who saved Li Jun was slashed by Yu Canghai. With their strength, the injuries must be severe; carrying Li Jun, they absolutely couldn't have run far; escaping to Chongqing Prefecture was likely the limit."

"Moreover, Qingcheng Group and the various powers of Chongqing Prefecture mostly have bad relations; naturally they wouldn't dare cross the border to pursue and kill; hiding here is very safe."

"Not possible, but certain."

Gong Qinghong said in a deep voice: "I've already received exact news from inside the Mohist Tianzhi Association; that member named Zhao Qingxia is hiding in Chongqing Prefecture. The rescuers are here; the rescued naturally can't be far."

Hearing this, Yao Ji couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "As expected of you, Boss; you actually have an informant inside the Tianzhi Association, which prides itself on 'chivalry'."

"With money, what can't be bought?"

Gong Qinghong let out a cold laugh, "How much is chivalry worth per catty?"

"Boss, then what do we do now, send people out to search?"

Er Tiao frowned, "But Chongqing Prefecture, large as it is, small as it is, relying solely on manpower is probably like fishing for a needle in the ocean."

"Damn it, if these Martial Dao Sequence people had even half a chip in their bodies, we wouldn't need this trouble; just find a Yin-Yang School person to divine a hexagram and we'd know where they are."

Yao Ji's face was full of hostility, cursing away on the side.

"And we must move fast; otherwise, once Li Jun recovers from his injuries"

Er Tiao's face suddenly darkened, "A lone tyrant, not easy to kill at all."

"Don't rush; Yu Canghai's 'Red Dragon' is a man-eater; his injuries won't heal that easily."

Gong Qinghong said in a deep voice: "Have those gamblers who owe us money watch all Mohist workshops in Chongqing Prefecture, and those slums most suitable for hiding people."

"Li Jun has no chip on him, hard to find; but Zhao Qingxia won't be easy to hide. Isn't he very big on loyalty?"

The man's lips curled into a ferocious grin, "Then let's see if he's willing to trade his own life for his savior's life!"