Chapter 69

Wang Guohua roared frantically, yet his voice was weak and hoarse. “Xie Wendong, you beast! Even as a ghost, I won’t let you go. Sooner or later, heaven will take care of you, this demon! Don’t get too happy—heaven will punish you!”
Xie Wendong leaned down toward Wang Guohua’s twisted face and said harshly, “Heaven? Let me tell you what heaven is. I am heaven! What I say is law! Anyone who disobeys will face only one outcome!” With that, Xie Wendong stood up and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
“Bang!” Droplets of blood splattered onto Xie Wendong’s pants.
The gun fired its bullet at great speed; Wang Guohua didn’t even make a sound and was swiftly eliminated by Xie Wendong, becoming just another stepping stone on Xie Wendong’s path.
“Hmm! Good job! Brutal and ruthless! Haha, I like it!” The old ghost clapped his hands as he walked over, though inwardly he was shocked. This man wasn’t just smart—he was also ruthless and left no room for mercy. He admired Xie Wendong greatly. The old ghost knew Xie Wendong’s future was truly limitless; perhaps, as he said, he could bring him a lot of money! With such a talent, there was no reason for the old ghost not to hold onto him tightly.
“Brother Wendong, I’ve taken care of this guy for you. Should we talk about business now?” the old ghost asked, looking at Xie Wendong.
Xie Wendong put away his gun and nodded. “Of course. No need for more talk—just tell me your price.”
The old ghost smiled. “Good, straightforward! I won’t beat around the bush. I want to do long-term business with you, so the price won’t be high. One hundred and eighty! How about that? Low enough?”
Xie Wendong shook his head. “The price is low enough. Let me show you my sample!” He waved his hand at Sanyan.
Sanyan took out a small pouch from his pocket and handed it to the old ghost. The old ghost opened it, took out a bit, tasted it with his fingers, then sniffed it carefully. He looked at Xie Wendong doubtfully and said, “I don’t know where you got this, but it’s top-quality—comparable to ours!”
Xie Wendong smiled. “There’s no need to explain where it comes from. I just want to tell you that I bought it for one hundred and eighty too. If your price is the same, there’s no reason for me to go far just to get it!”
The old ghost stared at Xie Wendong for a long time, trying to read whether he was lying, but Xie Wendong’s eyes were like still, deep water—without any ripple. He lowered his head in thought and murmured, “The price of this stuff is already low enough. If it’s ‘second-hand,’ he can’t be making much money from it!”

Xie Wendong took out a cigarette and smoked it leisurely, waiting for his decision. Lao Gui thought for a long time, gritted his teeth, and was about to speak when Xie Wendong’s relaxed attitude made him furious. He deliberately acted troubled and said, “Well… I’ve already given you a very low price. What we charge others in the Golden Triangle… Hey! Hey! Why are you leaving?”
Xie Wendong didn’t wait to finish and turned to walk away. Lao Gui had intended to assert his authority and undermine Xie Wendong’s confidence, but to his surprise, Xie Wendong left without saying anything. Panicked, he said, “Okay, okay, I give in. How about I lower it by twenty? Is that acceptable?”
Xie Wendong tilted his head, thought for a moment, shook his head, and still wanted to leave.
Lao Gui was so angry he stamped his feet and shouted, “Xie Wendong, I’ll give you 150!!” The last few words were uttered in a trembling voice. Seeing Xie Wendong stop and turn to smile at him, he snapped, “Say it! How much do you want? Better not try to trick me! Otherwise, not even the king can protect you…”
“I want that amount!” Xie Wendong stretched out his palm.
Lao Gui looked at it and asked in confusion, “Five kilograms?”
Xie Wendong shook his head and smiled, “Add a zero at the end!”
Hearing this, Lao Gui was so angry he almost spat blood. He cursed loudly, “Xie Wendong, are you fucking kidding me? Fifty kilograms? What ability do you have to handle fifty kilograms?” Lao Gui wasn’t very familiar with Xie Wendong’s influence. He knew exactly how much 50 kilograms of heroin was—many gangs in the Golden Triangle could handle that amount, but in Northeast China, it was an astronomical figure. He didn’t believe Xie Wendong could handle such a large quantity, nor did he believe he could afford it!
Xie Wendong replied calmly, “It’s not up to you to decide if I have the ability! Hehe, I’ll demand more in the future. I’m just worried you won’t have enough stock!” Xie Wendong’s drug business was growing larger, spreading from City J to surrounding towns. With his heroin being reasonably priced and of high purity, no one could compete with him, nor did anyone dare to compete with the Wen Dong Gang. Ma Wu’s supply could no longer meet the gang’s needs, so finding new sources was only a matter of time. The Golden Triangle was the perfect alternative to Ma Wu.
Lao Gui stared at Xie Wendong for a while. The latter didn’t seem to be joking, but he still doubted, “You really want fifty ‘kilograms’?” He emphasized “kilograms” to make sure Xie Wendong hadn’t misunderstood.
Xie Wendong rolled his eyes and said loudly, “That’s right, fifty kilograms! One hundred jin!”

“Alright! I have nothing else to say. As long as you can get these, I’ll give you 150!” The old man said proudly, “You’re just lucky to have run into me; otherwise, you couldn’t get this price even if you searched all of China!”
Xie Wendong’s joy was indescribable. Not only had he found a reliable source of supply (with the good reputation of the Golden Triangle), but he also had a powerful ally. From now on, he would be the old man’s top client, almost like his lucky god—surely the old man would take better care of him! Another reason to be happy was that he could get rid of that annoying Ma Wu and fulfill the promise he made three years ago: to avenge Jin Rong! It might seem like a small matter, and others might have forgotten it long ago, but Xie Wendong remembered it clearly. He rarely failed to keep his word.
Xie Wendong stretched out his hand to the old man. “I hope we can work together happily!”
The old man shook Xie Wendong’s hand and smiled. “Of course! As long as you keep ordering goods continuously! Haha!”
“Let’s talk about the goods you have with you now.” “Great, that’s exactly what I wanted! Haha!”
It turned out that after meeting the old man the previous day, Xie Wendong immediately told him that Wang Guohua wanted to kill him and steal his goods. At first, the old man doubted him, but then Xie Wendong said, “Believe it or not, you need to be careful tonight! The ambush will happen in the early morning.”
The old man was still skeptical. He was from the Golden Triangle and had met Wang Guohua before; he didn’t seem like someone bold enough to do such a thing. Xie Wendong didn’t say anything more. Before leaving, he told the old man that he and Wang Guohua would return in the early morning, so he should be extra vigilant. If it was a trick, the old man could deal with them later. After Xie Wendong left, the old man realized he didn’t seem like he was lying, and since he knew Xie Wendong was from the Golden Triangle, Xie Wendong wouldn’t dare deceive him. So he couldn’t afford to be careless and decided to assume it was true. Early the next morning, when Wang Guohua and Xie Wendong entered the factory compound, the old man, who had taken precautions, saw everything clearly and confirmed that Xie Wendong hadn’t lied to him. What happened next was what had just occurred.
The next day, news of Wang Guohua’s death caused quite a stir in City H. For the police, it was definitely a major case. After all, more than a dozen deaths were rare, and most importantly, Wang Guohua was the son-in-law of the deputy police chief—who would dare not investigate thoroughly? In the end, all clues pointed to the old man, but by then he had already disappeared without a trace, making it impossible to catch him. The police wanted to issue a warrant, but the old man was already a wanted criminal nationwide.

Not many in H City’s underworld showed sympathy for Wang Guohua. Betrayal among criminals was abhorred by the underworld, and they cursed Wang Guohua for bringing shame to H City’s criminals, saying he deserved to die. No one suspected Xie Wendong in this matter. From start to finish, Xie Wendong kept telling Wang Guohua that this matter was related to his life and fortune, urging him to keep it secret and not let anyone know. Wang Guohua indeed thought Xie Wendong made sense and never mentioned it to anyone. It was only on the day of the operation that Wang Guohua told a dozen of his trusted men about it. As a result, these people could never reveal this secret again. It can be said that Xie Wendong had planned everything from beginning to end, controlling everything flawlessly, and even ended up connecting with the Golden Triangle to find supplies, killing Wang Guohua without arousing anyone’s suspicion. On Wang Guohua’s funeral, Xie Wendong also attended. Wang Guohua’s wife still remembered Xie Wendong; she vaguely recalled him as a good friend of her husband, having taken her drunk husband home and chatting with her for a long time. When saying goodbye to the body at the crematorium, Xie Wendong knelt by the coffin, wept, and cried out, “Brother Wang died unjustly! I will surely avenge you!” Although no one believed this young man could truly avenge Wang Guohua, seeing his painful lamentations, they couldn’t help but cry. Wang Guohua’s subordinates knew Xie Wendong; although their boss had only known him for a few days, the two were quite close, and they didn’t think Xie Wendong’s grief was excessive. They kindly pulled him up and advised, “Brother Xie, enough! Let your boss go in peace. Stop crying!” Peace? If Wang Guohua were a ghost, he’d be furious to see me like this! Xie Wendong thought to himself, but outwardly he said sadly, “How can I not be saddened when such a passionate man as Brother Wang leaves like this? Money is easy to get, but true friends are hard to find! Brother Wang…” As he spoke, Xie Wendong cried again. Seeing Xie Wendong in such a state, Wang Guohua’s wife became even more sorrowful, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted. The family members around her quickly supported her. Liu Dexin, the deputy chief of H City, was also there. With his son-in-law dead and his daughter now a widow, he was extremely heartbroken. He supported his daughter, tears streaming down his face. Xie Wendong had long noticed this middle-aged man in his fifties wearing casual clothes. He guessed this must be Wang Guohua’s father-in-law and thought he needed to get closer to him to lay a good foundation for the future. With that thought, Xie Wendong walked over and said to Liu Dexin, “Uncle, you must be Brother Wang’s father, right?!”

Liu Dexin turned to look at Xie Wendong and saw that he was the one crying the most. With a sigh, she nodded.
“I often hear Brother Wang talk about you. I know you are the deputy director; you must catch the murderer to avenge Brother Wang!” Xie Wendong said sadly.