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"I... our Uncle Ben said... any of Hongxing's brothers can come, but... Brother Donghuang, please don't come. We at Dongxing can't take the trouble. Sorry! Goodbye!"

The underling ran away as soon as he finished speaking.

"Damn it, Dongxing has gone too far! What do they take me for? A jinx? This is outrageous!"

Wang Taiyi was furious.

The plane behind them bent down and whispered:

"Big brother, should we get rid of that Uncle Ben?"

"Damn it, it's not that serious. Stop talking about killing this person and that person. It makes me sound like some kind of demon."

(The airplane's inner monologue: No...isn't that right?)

"Alright, Grandma, don't be angry. This is nothing. Let's talk about Jiang Tianyang from Taiguo instead," Chen Yao said, trying to smooth things over when he saw that Old Wang was in a bad mood.

“This is no small matter. I still have to attend this funeral! I have long admired Camel, and he won’t let me attend his funeral. Isn’t this a joke? I’m ashamed that I once wanted Mr. Jiang and Camel to report the mass funeral. I wasted my time.”

Wang Taiyi grew angrier the more he thought about it.

"I'm not opening it anymore. I'm angry. You can decide what kind of tap you want. You don't need to ask my opinion."

"Grandma, there's still the matter of Chan Ho-nam. It's been several days already. Shouldn't you..."

Chen Yao habitually fanned the flames, but when he saw Lao Wang glaring at him, he realized that this man was not someone he could fool, and immediately shut up.

"That's it, I'm going home now."

After saying that, Lao Wang got up and left.

Chen Yao shook his head inwardly as he watched Wang Taiyi's outrageous back. This guy was truly a god. But it was also good. If he went along with this kind of person, he could do whatever he wanted and play whatever he wanted. He wouldn't deliberately target him. When Jiang Tianyang was welcomed back, he would still be the number one confidant and could still make money.

"Leaving now?"

Brother Ji was bewildered.

"Should we choose again?"

Brother Ji still doesn't understand what's going on.

Seeing that Wang Taiyi had left, Dafei picked his nose and flicked it in Chen Yao's direction.

"Brother Ji, haven't you figured it out yet? Our next leader has already been decided, it's the one from Thailand."

"Huh? When was it decided? How come I didn't know?"

Seeing that no one was saying anything, Brother Ji was angry.

Alright, you bastards, you're all bullying me because I'm honest, aren't you? I even felt a little guilty about cooperating with Tung Sing, but that's all gone now! Ah Tai is the most loyal one.

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Chapter 107 The Raven is Out

"Big brother~ Big brother~"

The funeral for Dongxing Camel was filled with cries and wails, as everyone wept bitterly, as if they were truly heartbroken.

The crow, clutching the camel's portrait, wept loudly, but not a single tear fell; its eyes behind its sunglasses were full of smiles.

"Great, everything is going according to plan, and there's the unexpected bonus of Smiling Tiger being dead. Hmm! The next step is to become the leader. I need to find a way to get rid of Uncle Ben."

The crow's so-called scheme was to kill and silence witnesses.

In the main hall of Tung Sing, Uncle Ben, as the acting gang leader, was greeting the big shots from various gangs who came to pay their respects. Among them were Uncle Deng and Chuen Po from Wo Luen Shing, Brother Piao from Hung Lok, Lin Haolong from Chung Shun Yee, and even some from the San Lian Gang.

"Thank you all for coming to see the camel off on its final journey. It's a rare opportunity for old friends to gather together again. Today, I'll only talk about our friendship and not about past grievances."

"Hey......"

Deng Bo, who was on a winning streak, sighed.

"It's all as it should be. As long as we can get through the process smoothly, we just hope it doesn't end up like the Hung Hing."

These bigwigs also attended Jiang Tiansheng's funeral. Leaving aside other things, they made an appearance but didn't stay long before they all ran away. It's because that lunatic Donghuang actually organized a photo session, offering a thousand dollars for a photo with the Hong Kong bosses. They're all involved in the underworld, how could they just take photos with anyone? And he even arranged for reporters to interview them one-on-one. What the hell is that interviewing?

"Will not!"

Uncle Ben was still shaken; if this had been his own funeral, he would have jumped out of his coffin.

“This time I specifically instructed that Hung Hing’s Tung Wong Tsai not be invited.”

"Uncle Ben!"

The Hung Hing men have arrived. Chen Yao brought 4 or 5 hall masters with him. Uncle Ben breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wang Taiyi was not there.

"Condolences!"

After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Yao and his group found a seat on the edge of the room. Although they represented Hung Hing, they were not yet qualified to sit with these senior figures.

Even after arriving, the leaders of various clubs took turns offering incense to the camels outdoors.

Just then, the originally melancholic music was replaced by upbeat disco music—the classic background music that would later become the signature soundtrack for Trump, "YMCN."

Wang Taiyi, along with his gang of underlings and Dafei, hopped and skipped in to the music, with Wang Taiyi singing as he danced.

The song "YMCN" was rewritten by Lao Wang and turned into "NMGB".

"lt's fun to stay at NMGB~~"

A group of henchmen behind him joined in.

"NMGB~~"

Old Wang sang with great passion.

"lt's fun to stay at NMGB~~"

harmony.

"NMGB~~"

Uncle Ben, sitting in a nearby seat, clutched his heart: "This...this idiot still came!"

One of the underlings stepped forward and said:

"Uncle Ben, should we get the brothers to do something?"

Uncle Ben slapped that little brother.

"What the hell? Don't you know there are cops watching in places like this? Do you want us all arrested and left to air dry like camel carcasses?"

"Then, Uncle Ben, are we just going to ignore everything?"

"Just wait and see what happens."

The group of gangsters were dumbfounded. They had heard about the absurdity of the Hung Hing funeral from others or newspapers, but they never expected that the instigator of it all would dare to come to the funeral of the Tung Sing leader to continue the second act. What kind of deep hatred was this?

"Donghuangzi! What do you want? You've come to cause trouble at our leader's funeral. Do you want to start a war with Dongxing?"

The crow stood in front of the coffin, confronting Wang Taiyi.

With so many people here today, the crow isn't afraid of this weirdo at all; he could drown you with a single spit from each of them.

Old Wang completely ignored him.

We are currently displaying the remains, so the camel's coffin lid is not closed.

Then Dafei jumped out and pointed at the coffin.

"Holy crap! The dead man opened his eyes! He died with his eyes open in disgrace!"

Many people stood up and looked towards the coffin. After all, it's quite a strange thing for a dead person to open their eyes. We'll find out if it's true or not by looking.

"Dafei, stop messing around, do you want to die?"

The crow was a little panicked; this situation was not in line with the plan.

Dafei stood with his hands on his hips; today, the two ropes around his waist were green.

"Oh dear, you want me dead? That's terrifying! Did you ask my brother Donghuang before you wanted to kill me? Right, Brother Donghuang?"

The crow looked at Wang Taiyi.

"Donghuangzi, what exactly do you want?"

Wang Taiyi spread his hands.

"What do you mean I want to do this or that? I'm here to pay my respects to Uncle Camel. You all don't know that Uncle Camel loved upbeat music when he was alive. Anyway, I'm here to pay my respects with all my heart. But, well, I don't know anything about those other people."

Wang Tai stepped aside and saw Chen Haonan dressed in a black leather jacket and sunglasses, with Chicken's Tai Tin Yee, dressed in the same outfit, walking over behind him.

That's right, Chan Ho-nam and Wong Tai-yee cooperated because Tai Fei begged Wong Tai-yee to agree. Tai Fei was forced to do this because Tai Tin-yee begged him so much. His sister was pregnant by this bastard and was about to get married. They were practically family now, so he had no choice but to help.

When no one was watching, the pastor's daughter, Shufen, played the cassette tape that the police had given to Shanji through a loudspeaker.

"Do you want to be the head of Hung Hing?"

That was the voice of the dead Smiling Tiger, while the other voice inside was Brother Kei from Hung Hing.

"You think you can just do whatever you want? Do you think you're a god?"

"Let me tell you the truth, we took down Chiang Tin-sang and Camel. Right now, both gangs are in their most chaotic state. Once we become the leader of Tung Sing, we'll push you to be the leader of Hung Hing. The success rate is very high. We'll share the good fortune together."