Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

When they arrived at the entrance, Hai Qingtian, the military advisor for the lackeys, said, “Let’s further split the work first. When we enter, Young Master Dali will bring Lady Muxin and the cheerleading squad to shout our slogan. The three kung fu masters will be responsible for the fight, while the three male lackeys will be responsible for making sure no one escapes. Yao Tianhao might just be inside, so make sure not to let him escape. The others will be responsible for flanking the enemies and making sure no one escapes. We would rather get 1000 killed than miss one.

This strategy is really vicious, but I like it!

Hong Dali nodded in agreement and did not forget to add, “Oh right, Xinxin, arrange a female lackey to stand by at the door to look out for the police. It will not be pleasant if we end up in the police station.”

Tang Muxin smiled and nodded in agreement. “Alright, no problem.”

After entering, Mu Zixiao looked at the dimly lit room and frowned. “Let’s clear the place first. Otherwise, it will be hard if there are so many people present.”

Hong Dali climbed onto the stage and slashed the tuner with his ax. “Axe Gang is here to make trouble! Those that do not want to get involved, leave now!”

Tang Muxin brought the four female lackeys (one left outside the door) in, grabbed the mike, and shouted, “Axe Gang! Axe Gang!” Fulfilling their role as the cheerleaders.

After seeing such beautiful ladies shouting slogans for the gang, the people below were confused as to what was going on. Some of them cheered along while others thought that this was a show organized by the bar and started to clap their hands—standing aside to prevent getting injured, of course.

Gang fights were a normal occurrence in bars. The clever ones would be the first to rush and lean directly on the walls. By doing so, they would usually be injury-free. What was left was just to enjoy the show.

At this time, the people responsible for taking care of the bar had already rushed up to kill. The waiters threw all their dishes in Hong Dali’s direction—waiters in gang-run shops were all naturally well-trained.

Mu Zixiao had gained a lot of inspiration while practicing with Geezer Wang in the past two days, and he was also originally a vicious person. Thus, he made use of his advantageous height on the stage to punch the thugs who were trying to climb onto the stage. While fighting, Mu Zixiao randomly screamed and shouted. Seeing that, Hong Dali thought that since there was no Bruce Lee in this world, it might be a good idea to ask Old Xiao act in movies such as “Fist Of Fury.”

Geezer Wang lived up to his nickname of Flying Eagle with his fluid light movement technique. He seemed to be running around freely in the sea of people, punching chins and kicking the cheekbones of the thugs. Even after the fight, not even a hair of Geezer Wang had been touched by anyone. In just a blink of an eye, all that could be seen were people lying on the ground around him.

Wang Mingyu, being a retired special forces soldier, was vicious when he struck, but he aimed for non-fatal places.

When these three striked out, all those around them fell over. Thus, at least half of the thugs in the bar all rushed towards them.

Of course, there were some fishes that slipped past the net and managed to rush towards Hong Dali. As the three male lackeys near Hong Dali raised their axes to protect him, they were stopped by Hong Dali. Hong Dali, however, felt that such a situation was, in fact, easy to solve and there was no need to fight. He took a stack of hundred dollar bills from his lackey’s pocket and gave it to the thug rushing towards him. “This 10,000 yuan is yours if you become one of my men.”

Hong Dali was too lazy to fight, and even if he had to, he couldn’t win against the thugs. However, he didn’t mind using the power of yuan to attract people. As the saying goes, it was not that people did not want to betray, it was because the stakes were not attractive enough for them to betray. No matter the case, 10,000 yuan was definitely not a small sum. After looking at Hong Dali suspiciously for a while, the thug turned towards the one beside him decisively and smashed a beer bottle on his head—the one that got hit in the head then looked at Hong Dali wronged while falling down. His mouth even twitched a bit, seemingly asking why Hong Dali didn’t want to give money to him, causing Hong Dali to feel guilty. Hong Dali then decisively added, “It’s okay. I will tip you 5000 too.”

The one that fell then had a smile on his face.

The fight started out of a sudden and ended abruptly too.

Hong Dali looked around and found out that the people that were originally drinking had all ran out. More than half the thugs in charge of the area were already lying on the ground, with the rest not daring to come any nearer. Other than them were the lackeys sent by Boss Jin.

The situation was completely under control. After another three minutes, the battle was finally over. Hong Dali leisurely walked down the stage and held up a thug who was drenched in blood. He asked, “Where is your boss Yao Tianhao?”

The thug responded in fear, “He… He never comes by here.”

Hong Dali then asked, “Right, let me ask you. Do you know of Bighead in your Cabinet Society?”

“Bighead? I have indeed heard of him before,” the thug responded with a face full of horror. “Bro, you destroyed this place just to find him?”

“You can say so.” Hong Dali nodded his head. “Provide some details about him, then. You will then all have it easier.”

“Big Bro, I really don’t know how he irritated you,” said the thug who felt really wronged. “I have heard of Da Tou, but he only has a very small role in our Society. He rarely talks to the boss. If you are looking for him, you can simply make a call! There is no need to do so much!”

It appeared that destroying this place was wronging the Cabinet Society, but Hong Dali believed that they could only be considered unfortunate. As the saying goes, a fire in the city gates was also a calamity for the fish in the moat. Thus, Hong Dali smiled and patted the thug’s shoulder. “Brother, I would like to discuss something with you. How about it?”

After seeing Hong Dali’s expression turn mischievous, the thug almost peed in his pants. Normally, for gangsters, the happier the person was meant that his following actions were going to be even crueler. He was scared till his face was filled with sweat, stuttering, “Big… Big Brother, please… please do say!”

“Follow me from now on. How about that? I don’t know if you have heard of me. I’m Hong Dali.” Hong Dali then pulled out a cigarette prepared earlier by Hai Qingtian and put it into his mouth. The male lacks behind then pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and lit it up. “Young Master, please.”

To light up a cigarette with a hundred dollar bill. This scene shocked all the thugs present, causing them to almost kneel on the ground. “Let me kneel for Young Master!”

It seemed that such an imposing manner had an immediate effect. Hong Dali was quite satisfied with this result. “Tip them, 2000 per person.”

The male lackey who held the bills immediately stepped forward and counted the bills with a Pa Pa Pa sound, distributing 2000 per person.

The members of the original Cabinet Society all defected without hesitation. “Young Master Dali, you are our Boss from now on! If you call us to head east, we dare not go west. If you make us catch a dog, we dare not lick the chicken!”

It could be said that this group of thugs were not fools. It was well-known that this was the super prodigal son of the Hong Family, and thus, the betrayal happened without a second thought. Hong Dali, the superprodigal, had a reputation all over the world. Following him would definitely not go wrong!

Hong Dali was satisfied with this bunch of smart thugs and continued to say, “Then, from now on, you will all be part of our Axe Gang.”

The bunch of people shouted: “We will follow whatever Young Master says!”

After taking in the low-level thugs, he then continued to ask, “Where is Yao Tianhao?”

“Boss Yao… Oh no, Yao Tianhao usually plays mahjong in the basement of the two nightclubs.” Since they had already betrayed him, the thugs decided to go all the way and unhesitantly sold out their original master.

Wang Mingyu took out the map. “Let’s see where we should go next—en, Marriott nightclub, just right!”

Tang Muxin said, “If it’s like this, then we don’t have to go to those bars, right?”

Mu Zixiao’s face was full of sadness. “I haven’t fought enough…” Geezer Wang then kicked him. “Do you intend to get addicted to fighting?”

At this time, the rebellious thugs looked at Hong Dali with stunned looks. Hong Dali then stared at them and said, “What are you looking at. Call Yao Tianhao and ask him to wash his neck and wait for us. We will go to him.”

As the thugs moved to do his order, Hai Qingtian suddenly said slowly, “After thinking about it just now, Yao Tianhao should be waiting for us at Marriott Nightclub, but if you want him to surrender and be under you, it would be best if you could wait for him to gather all his people first.”

“Then, shall we go there now?” Hong Dali asked.

“En…” Looking at the map, Hai Qingtian replied, “Let’s wait another ten minutes. That should be sufficient for him to gather everyone.”

“Alright.” Hong Dali looked at the time. “It’s just nice at 8:00 PM now. Ai, my coming of age ceremony is starting, but I’m still fighting here. A pity, a pity.” Even though he said so, he was not in the slightest bit of a hurry. “Then, we will go to the Marriott nightclub at 8:10!” Compared with the boring coming of age ceremony, this was obviously more enjoyable!

…

Fengyuan Lake, on the Golden Yangtze River Cruise.

The cool and handsome Liu Mingxin was smiling and sitting on the sofa, surrounded by a bunch of women smitten with him, secretly sneaking at him from time to time. Of course, Liu Mingxin did not respond to any of them.

As the young master of the Liu family, although he was not friendly with Hong Family’s Hong Dali because of their family history, they had not reached a stage where they tore apart all their relationships. Although Liu Yihui didn’t want to give Hong Weiguo face, he can’t do it too much. Thus, Liu Mingxin, the young master, was naturally the best person to be sent to the ceremony.

At this time, his eyes stared curiously at a young man in the field, secretly thinking, Why did this guy come?

The “he” in Liu Mingxin was thinking about was about twenty years old. The length of his hair was short, his body thin, his skin color was bronze, and his facial features were distinct and deep. He looked like a Greek sculpture, looking wild and unconstrained but sexy at the same time. His distinct features were beautiful, and a sloppy smile could be seen on his sinister face.

His temperament was quite complicated, seemingly a mixture of different temperaments—gentle and handsome, yet having his own unique and ethereal feel!

This person who was recognized by Liu Mingxin was one of the outstanding talents in Heavenly State together with Liu Mingxin, Mu Zixiao, and Hong Dali—Liang Yifeng!

East’s Mingxin, West’s Zixiao, South’s Yifeng, North’s Dali. Finally, all four of the outstanding talents of the younger generation were gathered together!