C9 The Runaway Wildcat

The warm morning light shone through the window and into the cold room.

Han Shaolin, who was on the black bed, had a thin blanket covering his waist and his upper body was naked.

He narrowed his eyes lazily and subconsciously glanced at his surroundings, but it was completely empty.

Han Shaolin's brows immediately tightened, but it only lasted for a split-second.

Knowing that he had just woken up, he was no longer there. However, he came quickly and left quickly without a single trace of nostalgia.

Han Shaolin sat up and walked into the bathroom naked. Soon, the sound of water splashing could be heard.

The moment he squeezed out the shower gel, a pair of alluring, misty phoenix eyes suddenly entered his mind.

Han Shaolin's body trembled. He quickly looked around the bathroom and felt that he could still hear Hsu Moyu's seductive voice.

"I must have gone berserk!"

Han Shaolin shook his head. Annoyed, he suddenly grabbed a towel on the side and wrapped it around himself. Then, he strode out of the bathroom and dialed his subordinate's number.

"Hsu Moyu, I want you to monitor his every move 24 hours a day and report to me." Before the person on the other end could reply, Han Shaolin had already given the order coldly.

Xi Men Yu froze for a second and then said: "That sounds like a man's name right! "This fellow has pissed you off, do you want me to settle his problem for you?"

"If you find your life too comfortable, try it." He walked past the bar and poured a glass of wine.

Hearing his words, Xi Men Yu, who was drinking water, choked. What's going on with our Sect Leader, why is his tone so serious?

"Hierarchy, is it convenient to inquire about his identity?" Xi Men Yu smiled and asked.

Han Shaolin also thought about it for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Your second master." He hung up before Xi Men Yu could reply.

Xi Men Yu stared at his phone for a while. Then, he took a sip of water as if he was trying to calm down. Then, he took another sip. Finally, he drank the whole bottle of water in one breath and calmed himself down.

Second master? I really did not hear wrongly, is this for real?

Isn't the second master our young mistress? But a man! Xi Men Yu immediately went out of the room and headed to Bai Sheng's headquarters. He dialed a number and told people to find Hsu Moyu's information.

At the headquarters of the "Heijie", Hsu Moyu was sitting in his office and having a meeting with his subordinates. After they reported everything to him, Hsu Moyu flipped through the documents in his hands and did not answer.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to break the current situation. Ya Qi felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing and said, "Boss, did you suddenly come back to sign the document Mr. Han signed?"

Although Ya Qi felt that it was impossible to answer the question in such a short period of time, he still asked. His men were also very concerned about the answer and listened attentively.

Hsu Moyu finally lifted his head and took out the information. He expressionlessly glanced at his brothers in the gang and then looked at an unfamiliar man. Hsu Moyu knew that this man was the one sent by Han Shaolin, the Second Master of Bai Sheng.

"Boss?" Seeing Hsu Moyu remain silent, Ya Qi lightly called out. Xie Jia, who was being stared at, inexplicably felt a chill down his spine. He politely lowered his head and greeted Hsu Moyu. Hsu Moyu did not take it to heart.

"50% Equal right of inheritance!" Hsu Moyu said indifferently and threw the documents on the table.

Everyone was stunned hearing this, and then they were so happy that they were dancing with joy. They were saying things like 'worthy to be the boss, the mighty boss,' not out of sincere admiration, but only 'Bai Sheng', the Second Palace Master Xie Jia, was reading the document with a frown, not daring to believe it.

The signature was really the Sect Leader's own handwriting. What was going on? The Sect Leader actually gave away half of his inheritance right. This was too inconceivable!

"This document still needs to be matched with the Sect Leader before we can know its authenticity." Xie Jia, who felt that the matter couldn't possibly be related to this development, spoke with seriousness, directly facing Hsu Moyu's expressionless face.

As soon as his words fell, everyone shot an angry glance at him. Suddenly, the smell of gunpowder filled the air …

Hsu Moyu raised his hand to calm his men's impatience. He lowered his head and leisurely lit a cigarette. His phoenix eyes suddenly raised as he shot a sharp glance at Xie Jia. It was like an invisible, cold arrow that instantly pierced his heart, suppressing him from being able to move.

"Feel free to do so!" Gentleman Hsu Moyu made a gesture for him to call him and inquire about the matter. A hint of sternness flashed in the corner of his eyes …

Xie Jia's breathing quickened. Looking at Hsu Moyu's expressionless face which was full of charisma, he felt a kind of inexplicable terror …

Was this the boss with status and authority within the "Heijie"? He had originally thought that after the old man left, this "Heijie" would lack a leader, but after being sent here by the Sect Leader, he discovered that although the "Heijie" people's hearts were greatly shaken, they were still managed in an orderly manner. Furthermore, the deterrence on this man's body was not inferior to the Sect Leader's at all, could it be that within such a short period of time, he actually obtained the Sect Leader's signature? The more he thought about it, the more confused Xie Jia became. In the end, he still dialed the number, but he did not dare to directly call Han Shaolin.

"Xie Jia, this call came at the right time. Is there something I need you for?" Simon's lazy voice rang out

Xie Jia was surprised when he heard what Xi Men said, "Brother Xi Men, you have something to talk to me about?" As if fearing that he might mishear her, Xie Jia confirmed it once again.

When everyone heard the name 'Xi Men,' they couldn't help but hold their breaths. Who was Xi Men? That was Han Shaolin's left and right hand. Everyone knew who he was, but it was Hsu Moyu who didn't feel any pain …

"Didn't you get sent by the sect master to take over Heijie? "What kind of person is that Hsu Moyu?" Xi Men Xi crossed her legs lazily as she flipped through the few documents. She asked curiously.

What kind of person? Xie Jia subconsciously raised his head to look at Hsu Moyu, who was busy dealing with things with a lowered head. Thinking of his glance just now, his back felt a chill …

"Kid, speak up!" Seeing no reply from Xie Jia, Xi Men shouted.

Xie Jia hurriedly apologized and said, "I don't know about people, but now that he obtained fifty percent of the inheritance right of 'Heijie', I was about to ask Brother Ximen if that's true."

Hundred to fifty percent of the inheritance right? Xi Men Yu almost shouted out when he heard it: "What the f * ck!" [He must be the second master!]

"It's true. In the future, there will be less … Ah, no, if Mr. Hsu Moyu has any orders, just listen to them."

Xie Jia was surprised, but since Xi Men said so, there was nothing he could say. After receiving his orders, he hung up the phone …

What the hell was going on!? Although he obeyed, Xie Jia still couldn't figure out Han Shaolin's plan. He just felt like the cooked duck had flown away just like that …

"Xie Jia's Second Hall Master has finished asking his questions!" "What was the result?" Hsu Moyu did not look at him and asked plainly. However, this made Xie Jia feel even more pressured.

"Yes. Brother Xi Men told me to listen to Mr Hsu Moyu's arrangements in the future. I can't do anything different." Xie Jia's tone was a little more respectful than before as he slightly lowered his head and replied.

Listen to me? Is this Han Shaolin's meaning or Ximen Family's meaning? However, Hsu Moyu didn't seem to want to investigate it further. To him, it didn't matter what it was. All he needed to do was to preserve "Heijie" for now …

"Let's disperse!" Hsu Moyu did not answer him. Instead, he gave an order and everyone left happily. He felt like the burden that had been weighing on his heart for the past month had finally been lifted …

When his men left one after another, Hsu Moyu heaved a sigh of relief. His expression suddenly turned ugly as he supported his sore waist and secretly cursed Han Shaolin for being unrestrained.

"Boss, what happened to you? Your face is so pale!" Ya Qi, who just wanted to walk out, saw Hsu Moyu's pain and went forward worriedly.

"Don't say anything, close the door!" Ya Qi was urged to close the door, so he hurriedly shut the door.

Ya Qi, one of Hsu Moyu's trusted aides, a hacker, is a computer expert feared by all in Heijie, but he has a baby face and is a skinny boy.

"Boss, do you want me to call Dr. Zhang?" Seeing Hsu Moyu kneading his waist, Ya Qi was about to make a phone call.

"No need, it's just that I don't have enough sleep. Has the matter with North Region been settled recently?"

After all, that piece of land was originally allocated to the management area of 'Bai Sheng', but I heard that it has not been settled yet. 'That piece of land is a piece of fertile land and many people coveted it, so I believe that when the Old Master chose to give it to' Bai Sheng ', he also wanted to use' Bai Sheng 'to suppress the thieves who were trying to make their move, but who would have thought that there would still be someone who would not pay up and start a fight.

"Uncle Ming is an old fox. We need to be careful. Do you have any movements from Uncle Wei?" Asking Uncle Wei, Hsu Moyu's expression seemed worried.

"Uncle Wei has been rather quiet recently. I originally thought he would take advantage of the old man and not stab us again, but until now, he hasn't done anything abnormal!" Ya Qi said, but something didn't seem right.

Uncle Ming, one of the leaders of the North Region Gang, was a cunning person. A few years ago, when we were reallocated our territory, there was a nightclub called 'Heijie' that was given to him. The old gramps used to have great prestige in the past, but Uncle Ming reluctantly asked for a share of the money from the nightclub that he left to 'Heijie' to manage.

(Uncle Wei, like Uncle Ming, is one of the big bosses of North Region Five Gang. He has had conflicts with the old man and is a shrewd old man.)

"Dig out everything that happened between Uncle Wei and Uncle Ming, don't leave out even the smallest detail!"

"Yes!" Although Ya Qi didn't understand why Hsu Moyu suddenly became so serious, he knew something big was going to happen. He quickly rushed out the door.

The North Region had always been Uncle Ming's heart's hatred. Back then, when the old gramps was still here, he had barely managed to compromise, but now that the old gramps was no longer around, he could actually endure it and not make a move.

Hsu Moyu held his forehead as he thought about it. In his mind, he hypothesized a few possibilities. In the end, he realized that things were getting worse and worse. A bold guess formed in his mind …