Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 1357 Even the Tallest Trees Have Dead Branches

Sir He laughed loudly. His voice was extremely shrill.

"Look, everyone in the He family, come and see! This stupid donkey is utterly hopeless..."

The He family members were pushed to the front by the bodyguards. Seeing the two brothers' miserable state, everyone started shouting and cursing. The louder they cursed, the paler Sir He's face became.

He finally understood that the behavior of his two nephews was not an isolated incident, but a unified action within the family. The Ho family believed that even the Governor-General in Macau had to give them face, let alone others.

Therefore, most of them developed such an arrogant personality, to the point that they could not see the situation in front of them. Sir Ho looked at the children around him, and only his two sons, Ho Ming-sheng and Ho Hong-sen, had solemn expressions on their faces.

Sir He sighed. As people get older, they always want to have everyone around them. Now it seems that he was wrong, terribly wrong. It's time to make a decision.

Sir He shouted with all his might.

"Shut up, everyone!"

He couldn't be bothered to talk to his family. You can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep. You can't talk to a brick wall. Only when you hit them with a stick and feel the pain will they remember the lesson.

Sir He turned to Guo Yingnan and said.

"Mr. Guo, it seems I'll have to trouble you to lend me some men. My bodyguards are too afraid to attack their master."

Guo Yingnan waved his hand with a sullen face.

Dongxing's henchmen quickly surrounded the He family.

Sir Ho, holding back his tears, called his two sons, Ho Ming-sheng and Ho Hong-sen, to his side and spoke to them earnestly.

"Remember this lesson well. It's a lesson, not hatred. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

All four nodded in unison. A smile appeared on Sir He's lips. As the saying goes, a single spark can start a prairie fire. With these four nephews, the He family will not fall.

Sir He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Dongxing's underlings.

"Brothers, please take action and break the legs of all my family members. I will have a generous gift to offer later."

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The He family was furious when they heard this. Everyone here was a man from the He family, and the He family rules were very strict, forbidding women from participating in outside affairs. Therefore, it was always the men whose legs were broken.

Five hundred Dongxing underlings didn't care about that. A dozen of them took care of one man, and they finished him off in no time. But even though his leg was broken, since the old man was so cooperative, his leg was shattered into two pieces. Even so, he would suffer for two years.

The He family members screamed in agony. Sir He, his face ashen, shouted.

“Gag them all. If anyone makes another sound, I’ll throw them into the sea.”

Now no one dared to disbelieve Sir Ho's words; they all looked at him with resentment.

Sir He sighed and thought to himself, “Hate me if you want. I’m your uncle. If you hate me, you can at least keep your lives. But if you dare to hate that little devil, you’ll all die.”

Sir He walked up to his brother, whose hands were tied behind his back. His brother looked at him in terror. Tears welled up in Sir He's eyes. After decades of brotherhood, he couldn't let someone else send his brother to his death. Since all the hatred was focused on him, so be it.

Sir He's hands trembled as he gripped his brother's throat. His brother tried to scream, but the choking prevented him from making a sound. Sir He's hands were losing strength, and the two brothers remained locked in this stalemate.

Now the He family members dared not speak; they looked at Sir He with terrified eyes.

He Mingsheng sighed, stepped forward, gently pushed Sir He aside, and then grabbed He Tianfu by the neck. He was young and a member of the police force, and he exercised occasionally, so he was quite strong.

He Mingsheng closed his eyes, unable to meet He Tianfu's venomous gaze. His hands tightened their grip until he had completely strangled He Tianfu to death.

As soon as He Mingsheng let go, He Tianfu fell to the ground like a piece of rotten wood, his eyes staring at the sky in disbelief.

Sir He sighed and said to He Mingsheng.

“Good, Ah Sheng, you’ve finally come through the trials. There’s gasoline over there, let’s send these two wretches to reunite with their father.”

He Mingsheng's eyes were bloodshot. He answered loudly, "Yes," and turned to get the gasoline.

Suddenly, He Hongsen shouted.

"Brother Sheng! I... will come."

He Mingsheng was stunned and looked at He Hongsen in surprise. He Hongsen turned around and went to the car, opened the trunk, took out two cans of gasoline, turned around and went to the gasoline cans, opened the tank, picked it up, and poured all the gasoline from one can into the gasoline can. He did the same to the other tank.

His two younger brothers screamed in terror. From their angle, they couldn't see He Mingsheng strangling their father to death, but they could clearly hear the screams of the clansmen.

Now that gasoline was being poured over them, the two finally realized what was about to happen: their own older brother was going to burn them alive. They desperately begged for mercy.

Then several more ships brought Hong Kong's underlings to the dock, and the crowd grew larger and larger. Ho Hung-sen trembled as he pulled a lighter from his pocket, then tore off a sleeve from his shirt.

He split his shirt sleeve in half, steadily lit it with a lighter, and then threw the two halves into two gasoline cans. With a loud bang, the flames inside the cans instantly grew to over two meters high.

Heart-wrenching screams came from the gasoline drum. He Hongsen closed his eyes, and two streams of hot tears rolled down his cheeks.

The He family members lying nearby immediately covered their mouths tightly with their hands, afraid of making a sound.

The screams from inside the gasoline canisters were incessant, and the smell of gasoline mixed with the aroma of roasted meat filled the entire pier. Most of the Hong Kong gangsters had never seen such a scene before, and they couldn't help but run to the riverbank, stand in a row, and start vomiting into the river.

Da Bao finally turned around, whispered a few words to Zhu Youzai, and then left with the little tiger and the white wolf, with Xiao Dao following closely behind.

Guo Yingnan walked over to Sir He and patted him on the shoulder.

“Mr. He, please don’t blame the young master for being too ruthless. In his position, if he’s not ruthless to others, he’ll only end up hurting himself. The young master said that this matter is over. If the He family has any difficulties in the future, please come to him.”

Sir Ho's gloomy face finally broke into a smile. This was the only good news he had heard tonight, he said to Guo Yingnan.

“Even the tallest tree has its dead branches. After this lesson, I believe they will all behave themselves more cautiously. This is not a bad thing, but a good thing. Please tell Young Master Qin that from now on, everything in Haojiang will be done according to his wishes.”