dmims Chapter 132 Revenge is a Must
Chapter 132 Revenge is a Must
Chapter 132 Revenge is a Must
Song Zhaowen, on the other hand, was enjoying life to the fullest, indulging in a life of extravagance and de
But one person was in immense pain, thinking of revenge every single moment.
That's Big D's wife, Sister Mei-chi.
On the night Guangtai was razed, Da D arranged for Meiji to evacuate first through the underground passage.
Then they crossed the sea to Macau.
Despite Big D's burly appearance and seemingly clueless demeanor, his wife Meiji is a rare and capable helper. She has acquired several properties in Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, and Macau to secure their future.
Inside a villa in Macau.
On the television screen, Song Zhaowen, looking smug, cut the ribbon with Ah Le in front of the former Fu Gui Wan Hao.
boom!
A water glass was smashed directly at the television, causing the screen to shatter instantly, sparks flashing a few times before darkness fell.
Debris and water stains were scattered all over the ground.
Meiji's chest heaved violently, her beautiful face contorted with extreme resentment, her eyes bloodshot as she stared intently at the now-black screen, as if she could still see Song Zhaowen's hateful smiling face. Her well-maintained fingers gripped the sofa armrests tightly, her nails almost digging into the expensive leather.
In the corner of the living room, a clerk named Su, wearing black-rimmed glasses and with a timid yet somewhat sinister expression, cautiously stepped forward: "Sister-in-law, please accept my condolences—take care of yourself."
"Condolences? Condolences to your mother!" Meiji turned her head sharply, her bloodshot eyes glaring at Master Su. "Big D is gone, the boat is gone, the home is gone! How can you expect me to console myself?! Master Su, haven't you always prided yourself on being clever? You'd better come up with a plan for me. I want Song Zhaowen dead, I want him to suffer a terrible death."
Master Su licked his chapped lips and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, if we fight head-on, we're definitely no match for Song Zhaowen. Zhengxing is currently at its peak, and Song Zhaowen has a strong and well-equipped army, but—it's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark."
"Sister-in-law, look at the news. Song Zhaowen is holding some kind of 'Hong Kong and Macau Championship' to promote his Star River, with a prize of HK$100 million! Tycoons, celebrities, and underworld bosses will probably all be on board to show their support. Song Zhaowen and his core members of Zhengxing will definitely be there to oversee things."
Sister Meiji's eyes lit up, as if she had grasped something: "You mean—"
"The ship will be a mixed bag then, a perfect opportunity to strike!" the advisor Su said sinisterly. "But with our few remaining troops, it's definitely not enough. We need a—sharper, even more reckless knife."
"A knife? Where did you get a knife?"
"I know someone, or rather, a group of people," the clerk Su pushed up his glasses. "They operate in Southeast Asia, specializing in big-ticket businesses: kidnapping, bombings, bank robberies—ruthless and vicious. They'll do anything for enough money. The leader's nickname is 'The Doctor.'"
"A doctor?" Meiji's wife frowned. "Are they reliable?"
"They are very professional, meticulous in their planning, ruthless in their methods, and—extremely greedy. A prize of HK$100 million, and so many wealthy and famous people on board, each one a walking, talking check—sister, these people really would do anything for money."
"You mean—lure them onto the ship? Let them deal with Song Zhaowen?"
"That's right!" Advisor Su nodded vigorously. "This is a case of using someone else to do the dirty work! We don't need to do it ourselves. The key is that these people have a habit afterward: they'll definitely kill everyone to cover their tracks. Then the whole ship will be reduced to ashes with a 'bang.' No matter how capable Song Zhaowen is, I don't believe he can withstand the bomb."
Meiji's eyes lit up more and more as she listened.
Hong Kong, a place of great prosperity.
As Song Zhaowen listened to Xiao Zhuoxiao's report, his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.
"The publicity for the competition has been fully launched, with newspapers, television, and radio stations in Hong Kong and Macau all promoting it. The number of registrations and expressions of interest received so far is very enthusiastic, including some well-established gambling experts."
Xiao Zhuoxiao flipped through the list in his hand: "It's said that the 'Gambling Demon' Chen Jincheng has flown back from Las Vegas, USA, declaring that he's going to take the title of 'God of Gambling in Hong Kong and Macau.' 'Gambling King' Jiang Zhen has also expressed interest, as have 'Gambling Maniac' Sun Yifeng and 'Gambling Madman' Nie Wanlong—these people are all household names in the gambling world. Their arrival will significantly increase the attraction and buzz."
"But Brother Wen, isn't a prize pool of 100 million a bit too much?"
"These people, especially Chen Jincheng and Nie Wanlong, are notorious con artists with sophisticated methods that are impossible to guard against. If they cause a major disturbance on the ship, or team up to cheat and abscond with a huge sum of money, we will not only lose money, but our reputation will also be damaged."
Song Zhaowen sneered, "Did you manage to contact the person I asked you to?"
"We've made contact." Xiao Zhuoxiao nodded. "Chen Xiaodao, the apprentice of the God of Gamblers, Ko Chun, and known as the 'Gambling Knight,' has agreed to become the director of our 'Galaxy,' but he's asking for a hefty salary—a million-dollar annual salary plus a 3% annual profit share."
"Ha, that's quite an appetite, but if he's truly capable, price won't be a problem! Also, has the equipment I ordered from Europe and America arrived yet?"
"The first batch has arrived and is being secretly installed and tested," Xiao Zhuoxiao replied. "It includes the latest infrared scanner, ultra-high frequency electromagnetic wave detector, and 4K ultra-high-definition high-speed camera that can capture high-speed movement and microscopic motion, covering all key angles. Many of these devices are not even widely used in top casinos in Las Vegas and Monte Carlo."
A ruthless glint flashed in Song Zhaowen's eyes. "Very well, I'll let those self-proclaimed high-tech con artists know that times have changed. Playing the game with brains and showing guts is welcome. But if they want to rely on those underhanded, despicable methods—I'll use more advanced technology to strip them bare!"
He thought for a moment and then said, "Security also needs to be strengthened. Let Wu Zhaoyong lead the Mad Dog Group brothers to be in charge of the ship's overt security, and let him pick another group of capable and reliable brothers to mingle among the waiters and guests, just in case."
"Yes, Brother Wen." Xiao Zhuoxiao noted it down one by one: "Also, Chairman Huang of the Huangtian Group has agreed to attend the opening banquet of the God of Gamblers Tournament, but he may not stay for long."
Song Zhaowen was not surprised: "It's good that he's here. Huang Tian is a very important person. He just became a Justice of the Balance. His willingness to come and support us is a great honor. I've instructed Tony to take good care of our VIPs."
Huang Tian is a multi-billionaire tycoon in the city. His willingness to attend is entirely due to his daughter Huang Lei's influence. Otherwise, Song Zhaowen's current status wouldn't be enough to invite such a prominent figure.
After giving his instructions, Song Zhaowen stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the bustling street scene outside: "Ah Xiao, this God of Gamblers competition is our Galaxy's first official appearance. Success is the only option; failure is not an option. Every step, every detail, must be closely monitored. There can be no mistakes."
Knock knock knock~
Li Mei pushed open the door and entered: "Boss, Mr. Chen, who made the appointment, has arrived."
Song Zhaowen and Xiao Zhuoxiao exchanged a glance. They had just mentioned Chen Xiaodao when he arrived at the building.
Song Zhaowen appreciated this positive attitude.
"Amei, please invite Mr. Chen in. Oh, and make him a cup of Blue Mountain coffee~"
Limei responded and went out. A moment later, she led in a tall, handsome man in a well-tailored dark gray suit.
The newcomer was Chen Xiaodao, who bore a resemblance to Andy Lau and was a handsome man.
"Mr. Song, it's a pleasure to meet you," Chen Xiaodao greeted him.
"Mr. Chen, I've long admired your name. Please have a seat." Song Zhaowen gestured to the sofa opposite him and sat down himself.
Limi quickly brought out two cups of fragrant Blue Mountain coffee.
"Mr. Chen, please try this. It's authentic Jamaican Blue Mountain beer." Song Zhaowen gestured for him to try.
Chen Xiaodao picked up the coffee cup, smelled the aroma first, then took a small sip and nodded: "Rich and sweet, good coffee. Mr. Song is indeed particular."