Hong Kong variety show: From a lowly 49-year-old to the world's richest man

Chapter 107 The Bustling Scene in Front of the Funeral Hall

the next day.

Jiang Tiansheng's villa.

"Mr. Jiang, is there something urgent that you asked Brother Yao to tell me to come over?"

Chen Fan couldn't understand why Jiang Tiansheng suddenly wanted to see him.

He clearly stated at the gang meeting that Ni Kun was not assassinated by anyone he arranged. Does this bastard still doubt him?

I'm so damn bored, why not find a big-breasted babe like Fang Ting to relieve my boredom?

If Hong Kong Island isn't fun, go to the Pearl River Delta; if you get tired of the Pearl River Delta, go to the Netherlands.

Brother Crow has been waiting for you in the Netherlands, but he has no idea how hard it has been for him.

"Today is Ni Kun's funeral. I originally planned to have Ah Yao represent Hung Hing to offer incense to Ni Kun and pay my respects to this senior figure in the underworld."

However, Mr. Ni, who has just assumed the position of patriarch of the Ni family, wishes to see you. Ah Fan, how about I trouble you to represent Hung Hing to see Ni Kun off this time?

Jiang Tiansheng seemed to be asking Chen Fan for his opinion, but his tone left little room for negotiation.

Hung Hing has recently had friction with the Ni family, and with Ni Kun assassinated at this time, Hung Hing is bound to be suspected.

If Ni Yongxiao hadn't insisted, he wouldn't have bothered with such a request.

"Isn't that inappropriate? I don't have much of a relationship with Ni Kun, and I don't know that new Mr. Ni at all. There should be many senior figures in the underworld present at this kind of event. I don't know many people either. If I run into that senior figure and don't recognize him, it would be bad if he labeled our Hung Hing as arrogant."

Chen Fan was speechless.

Jiang Tiansheng actually made him leave his beautiful wife at home and rush over because of this trivial matter.

Ni Kun is a drug lord, and you want him to get tainted by his bad luck? It's a stupid thing for Jiang Tiansheng to think of that. If Ni Yongxiao wants to see him, he can just go to the Jinsha Nightclub.

You were asked to relay a message, and you actually agreed? What the hell, are you Ni Kun's adopted son?

Do whatever the Ni family tells you to do.

"Don't worry, Ah Fan. Uncle Xing will go with you this time. Just observe more and talk less, and don't embarrass our Hung Hing," Chen Yao said.

"Yes, we Hung Hing don't provoke trouble, but we're not afraid of it either." Chiang Tin-sang smiled and added, "I believe you can handle this."

"Alright."

Having said all that, what else could Chen Fan say?

At worst, when Liang Kun seizes power, he can just send those two bastards away. Even if they don't say a word, Chen Fan will still be there to see them off at their funeral.

Chen Yao patted Chen Fan on the shoulder, "Don't feel guilty. No matter how others frame you for something you didn't do, they can't pin it on you."

"Brother Yao, only someone with a faulty brain would suspect that I killed Ni Kun. What I'm worried about isn't that, but that this newly appointed Mr. Ni seems difficult to deal with."

Why do you say that?

Jiang Tiansheng and Chen Yao exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

"My intuition, and the news I received this morning that Guohua and the others were invited to dinner by other gangs last night. Their own boss died a violent death, and instead of taking care of the boss's funeral arrangements, the underlings went to entertain other gangs' invitations. What else could this be but a sign of treachery?"

"This Mr. Ni doesn't deal with the traitors, but he specifically asked Mr. Jiang to see me. He's either an idiot or a cunning and shrewd tycoon."

Chen Fan had some understanding of what kind of person Ni Yongxiao was.

It took Ni Yongxiao several years to plan and eliminate the five major leaders. If Han Chen hadn't won his gamble, Ni Yongxiao would have truly accomplished Ni Kun's legacy.

I wish to clear the Ni family's name.

This guy almost got elected as a member of the CPPCC in the film; his ideas and methods far surpass Ni Kun's.

Chen Fan did not believe that Ni Yongxiao could not see that Ni Kun's death was the work of an insider.

If you've already identified the suspect, there's definitely something wrong with contacting him again.

"Haha, young people really understand young people. Ah Yao, it seems we all underestimated Mr. Ni a bit."

Jiang Tiansheng also put away his contempt for Ni Yongxiao.

He originally thought Ni Yongxiao was a greenhorn because he had never been involved in the family business or the underworld.

Looking back now, Ni Yongxiao was truly remarkable.

After leaving Jiang Tiansheng's villa, Chen Fan made a phone call to ask for Xing Shu's location. After picking him up, they headed towards Ni Kun's mourning hall.

As soon as Uncle Xing got into the car, he said, "Ah Fan, just do as I say when it comes to etiquette. If anyone tries to cause trouble, you're the one in charge."

"Uncle Xing, aren't you afraid I'll cause trouble for the gang?" Chen Fan said with a smile.

That old guy has a good eye for things.

"The worst thing about being in a gang is when no one bothers you. When we were young, we always hoped someone would come knocking on our door so we would have a reason to start a war and take over territory. Afan, you're still young, so take over more territory and make as much money as you can. That way, you'll have a better life when you retire."

Uncle Xing's words were full of bitterness.

He used to be able to make money but didn't, and now that he's old, he's been relegated to a retirement home and can't make any money even if he wanted to.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Chen Fan learned from the other party what the retirement package Jiang Tiansheng had provided included.

He earns 100,000 yuan a month, plus rice, flour, and cooking oil. He is accompanied by two bodyguards. When he has nothing to do, he can go to the club's venues and the club will reimburse his 100,000 yuan spending quota.

Simply put, with 200,000 yuan a month, you won't have to worry about food and drink, and you'll even have someone to take care of you.

This treatment is much better than the pension benefits offered by Wo Luen Shing.

Uncle Xing, who manages the auditorium, can still accept bribes for registering the seabed, and his life is better than Uncle Bo's, but this old man is still not satisfied.

The main problem is that this old man is old in years but not in spirit. He took a concubine before the new year and spends money extravagantly.

Before long, the two arrived at the place where Ni Kun's mourning hall had been set up.

Ni Yongxiao was indeed a filial son; Ni Kun's funeral hall was very large and of a very high standard.

All sorts of gangs, big and small, came to pay their respects to Ni Kun, and even gangs from Macau and Taiwan sent representatives.

"Guohua, you son of a bitch!"

"How dare you show your face in front of me?"

When Gandhi saw Guohua, he acted as if he were seeing his father's killer, his teeth grinding together.

"Gandhi, what's wrong with you?" Guohua frowned, coldly rebuking, "Don't you know what kind of occasion this is?"

"I don't care about the occasion, all I know is that you fucking seduced my wife. How could the Ni family have such a beast in human form?"

"What do you mean by the rules of the Hongmen? What about your code of honor?"

"You—you fucking beast!"

Gandhi roared repeatedly, wishing he could devour Guohua alive.

Those who came to pay their respects stopped to watch when they heard about the shocking revelation of "Gou Yi's sister-in-law".

Gouyi's sister-in-law is one of the three great taboos in the martial arts world. How many years has it been since such a scandal has been reported?

This funeral is getting more and more interesting.

Guohua's head was buzzing. He had been hiding it so well. He was always the one who went to Macau first, and Gandhi's wife would arrive the next day or two later. How did he get exposed?

Even if the affair was exposed, if the catching wasn't in bed, then it's all just a rumor!

Thinking of this, Guohua denied it, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Heh, you're still trying to deny it even now? Fine, I'll let you die knowing why!"

Gandhi steeled his resolve and beckoned his men to scatter the photographs.

These are photos of Guohua and Gandhi's wife in bed.

The moment Guohua saw the photo, he was dumbfounded: This guy exposes everything, isn't he afraid of being cuckolded?

In fact, Gandhi did not initially intend to expose it directly, but when he learned from Wang Bao that his wife had secretly transferred his assets, wouldn't it be letting the two scoundrels get away with it if he didn't expose it?

The black man who happened to be passing by took the photo, first admiring Gandhi's wife's figure, then mocking Guohua with a smile: "Tsk tsk tsk, Guohua, I never thought you were this kind of person."

His silence only fueled Gandhi's anger, and he roared, "You black devil, how dare you show your face in front of me?"

"???"

The black man was a little confused.

Wait, buddy, what are you doing?

Didn't you see him joining the group to mock your opponent? How did the fire turn against him?

"Last month, you fucking had your underlings pretend to be police officers and embezzle a batch of my goods. And for several years in a row, you've been using the guise of cooperation to swindle at least fifty million from me. I was fucking stupid to actually believe you, you bastard!"

Gandhi's resentment towards black people far exceeded his resentment towards Chinese people.

There are Taiwanese folk songs to sing:

My wife is like chicken porridge; before I eat it, I feel nauseous; after I eat it, I don't want to eat anymore.

These days, money is king. You can find another wife if you lose her, but if you lose money, you lose everything.

Enraged, the black man retorted, "Don't you dare frame me like that!"

"You've been wronged?"

"Hmph, they won't shed a tear until they see the coffin!"

Gandhi raised his hands and clapped three times.

Soon, a Toyota Hiace pulled up next to him, and several henchmen dragged a man covered in bruises out of the car.

Upon seeing the man's face, the black man was completely horrified.

This was the man he had arranged to impersonate a police officer.

Through the van window, he could also see several other bound figures.

No need to guess, all those fake cops were caught by Gandhi. No wonder this guy dared to openly criticize them in public.

He had clearly sent all these people to Lantau Island to lay low, so how did they suddenly get caught and brought here?

Those who came to pay their respects were no fools; the black man's guilty silence proved that Gandhi was not lying.

The melons from the Ni family are truly delicious, the more you eat them, the better they taste.

The Five Vajras: one seduced his brother's sister-in-law, another embezzled his brother's property, and the worst part is that these two even robbed the same person.

Gandhi truly lost both his life and his wealth; the Ni family was undoubtedly the most tragic.

Not far away.

Chen Fan watched this scene quietly.

He hadn't expected Gandhi to have such a temper, daring to open fire on Guohua and Heigui at the entrance of Ni Kun's funeral hall. It seemed he was determined to break away from the Ni family.

"The world of martial arts is going to the dogs these days."

Uncle Xing couldn't help but sigh.

That guy is truly inhuman; he's capable of anything.

"Uncle Xing, these days profit comes first, so moral decay is to be expected."

"Look at Guohua, he got Gandhi's wife. If Gandhi's wife were to follow the example of Pan Jinlian," then everything Gandhi had would belong to Guohua.

Needless to say, the black man embezzled his brother's property under the guise of cooperation, with a clear objective. The fact that he didn't harm Gandhi shows he still has some conscience.

The question is whether Han Chen and Wen Zheng have done anything to wrong Gandhi. If they have, who should the Ni family punish?

Yes, who should the Ni family deal with?

Gandhi's act of detonating explosives in front of Ni Kun's funeral hall has put the Ni family in a very difficult position.

If we deal with Guohua and his group, the Ni family will suffer a severe blow, and may even be completely destroyed.

Dealing with Gandhi alone while those who break the rules get away with nothing—isn't this encouraging other members of the Ni family to follow suit? This won't silence the gossip in the underworld.

Regardless of which choice they make, the Ni family is destined to fall apart.

Chen Fan could only say that Wang Bao was really good at playing games, actually giving Gandhi such advice and supporting him to the end.

It seems his manual matchmaking really found Gandhi a good teammate.

As Gandhi's clamor grew louder and its reach expanded, Wen Zheng, who was merely passing by, was also subjected to a few sarcastic remarks.

This unreasonable, all-out attack also ignited the anger of Guohua, Heigui, and Wenzheng. The three of them started arguing and complaining about how the other had cheated them out of their money and goods.

Big surprises keep popping up one after another.

At the entrance of the mourning hall.

Han Chen could only stare at the scene outside the door from afar, too afraid to take a single step forward.

He hadn't done anything to wrong these three people, but who knows if they might be framing him?

If these guys insist that I also did something against the code of chivalry, then I'll be in deep trouble.

What he feared most was that someone from Guohua and his group would say at this moment that Ni Kun was killed by someone arranged by Han Chen.

That would be a huge problem.