Age: My Small World

"It's been found out; it's the Zhang family."

The young man handed over another page of information. This time, there was less text, but the information about the Zhang family was clear and concise.

"My identity makes it inconvenient for me to take action, and I can't easily make a move myself, so I can only rely on you."

The young man shrugged.

He wasn't a professional spy, so there were many flaws in his actions, but there was nothing that could be done. Pei Yuzhong hadn't trained a successor, so he had to take over.

"No problem, just leave it to me."

Yang Jun wouldn't mind dealing with the Zhang family as well.

In fact, the competition between the Zhang family and the Pei family is not complicated. It is simply that they have the same business, which leads to competition.

Who would have thought that the Zhang family would collude with Hesheng to set a trap for Pei Yuzhong, leading to his death in the fortress.

The two didn't communicate much after that, both knowing that the less contact they had, the better.

Even as he left, Yang Jun didn't ask the person's name.

"The Zhang family, this means they can sneak in some money again."

In fact, he managed to get no less than a million yuan from Lin Hao. It may seem like a small amount, but it was actually quite a lot.

You have to understand that Lin Hao has more than a thousand underlings. Even if each underling only needs to earn 300 yuan a month, a thousand people would amount to 300,000 yuan, or 3 million yuan a year.

The Xu family's businesses don't even reach three million a year, yet Lin Hao makes so much money just from two factories; he's utterly depraved.

Instead of rushing to deal with the Zhang family, Yang Jun first went back to the jade shop, then handed over all the funds he had obtained from Lin Hao to Zhou Qiang, so that he could continue to buy jade.

If only the size of the small world could be doubled before leaving.

He then went to Lei Bao's bar.

The two henchmen guarding the door were quick to spot Yang Jun in his white suit.

I thought he was just here to have fun, but when he got closer, one of the henchmen suddenly widened his eyes.

"It's...it's Ghost Blade..."

"What kind of ghost knife?"

The underling next to him subconsciously asked a question, then his eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Jun with a hint of fear.

Yang Jun stood there speechlessly. Why were these people so afraid of him?
The underling who recognized Yang Jun stammered, "Mr. Ghost... Dao, please wait a moment, I'll go tell the boss."

Yang Jun nodded gently: "Alright, tell Lei Bao that an old friend has come to visit."

This is too formal and doesn't match his nickname "Ghost Blade" at all.

As the underling entered, the other underling couldn't help but take a closer look at Yang Jun, feeling that he didn't match the rumors at all.

Yang Jun asked, "Hello, do you know what that ghost blade was like just now?"

The younger brother looked at him with some surprise, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Isn't that you, Mr. Ghost Blade? I've heard from other brothers that a couple of years ago you were here with a knife, killing Black Dragon and several hundred of his men. The brothers in the underworld all call you Ghost Blade, saying that if you cut down someone with one slash, everyone will become a ghost."

Good heavens, he clearly only killed a few dozen people, but he's exaggerating it to be hundreds. Yang Jun shook his head, too lazy to explain.

But what he said at the end was true; when he struck, others were destined to become ghosts.

After a while, Lei Bao's signature laugh could be heard.

"Hey bro, you've finally arrived."

Lei Bao was as generous as ever, and immediately put his arm around Yang Jun's shoulder, as if they had known each other for many years.

"Let's talk inside."

Lei Bao glanced around; it seemed others were keeping watch. But that made sense. Lei Bao's strength was already among the top in the Loyalty Hall, and after absorbing Black Dragon's forces, he became unstoppable, completely surpassing the Loyalty Hall's headquarters in Tsim Sha Tsui to become the number one in the hall.

Lei Bao now has several hundred men under his command, most of whom are from the periphery. The real experts are those who survived the last incident.

After entering the bar, the two went directly to a private room.

After sitting down, Lei Bao waved his hand and said, "Go and call Sister Hua over, and arrange a few kind girls for our good brothers."

Yang Jun quickly waved his hand: "No, I don't like this kind of thing."

Although it's true that wildflowers always smell sweeter than garden flowers, he was more afraid of getting sick, and besides, he was surrounded by stunningly beautiful women, so he couldn't muster any interest in ordinary girls.

Lei Bao was somewhat helpless upon hearing this, and then said, "Never mind then, let's talk about serious matters."

Yang Jun must have come to see him for something important.

Yang Jun got straight to the point and talked about the Kowloon Walled City, concluding with, "I plan to cooperate with the Chung Yi Tong to run the Walled City business together, but I must take the lead. What do you think, Brother Lei?"

Lei Bao scratched his head: "Brother, you really live up to your name, Ghost Blade. You actually took on Wo Shing's territory in Kowloon all by yourself."

He wanted to say, "That's amazing!"

Anyway, Lei Bao believed he still had the ability. He wasn't confident he could handle it alone, let alone with his hundreds of brothers.

It's easy to imagine how fierce Yang Jun was when he barged into someone else's territory and went on a killing spree.

The more Lei Bao thought about it, the more frightened he became. If such a person were his opponent, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep at all.

His smile immediately became even more humble.

"Brother Ghost Blade, here's what I'll do. I'll go with you to see the boss, and I'll definitely get the cooperation sorted out for you. You can rest assured."

Lei Bao patted his chest and assured him.

Yang Jun nodded: "Okay."

"Don't call me Ghost Blade anymore, just call me by my name."

"Okay, Brother Yang Jun."

With that, the two got up again and headed towards Tsim Sha Tsui.

When Lei Bao went out, Yang Jun witnessed the imposing presence of a sect leader. One car led the way, followed by two more. Just for a trip to Tsim Sha Tsui, he brought dozens of his men.

Lei Bao chuckled and said, "After what happened with the Black Dragon last time, I've been on guard all the time. If it happened again, I might not be so lucky to survive."

"Also, it's about showing off. When we all go to the boss's place together, everyone tries to outnumber each other. I lost terribly last time..."

Lei Bao revealed a lot to him, and Yang Jun was happy to hear some gossip.

Finally, they arrived together at the headquarters of Chung Yee Tong in Tsim Sha Tsui.

In this place where land is extremely valuable, the headquarters of Zhongyi Hall is a fairly large courtyard.

"The dragon head lives here; I used to live here too."

He recounted his experiences following Chiang Kung.

"I'm here to see the boss, hurry up and ask him to come out!" he shouted as he entered the room.

However, after passing through the inspection and entering the headquarters, Yang Jun noticed that Lei Bao had become much quieter.

"I don't know why, but the eldest brother has become very serious since he had a baby..."

"Old Lei, you're talking about me behind my back?" (End of Chapter)