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Chapter 1360 - 930 War and Smoke_2

Chapter 1360: 930 War and Smoke_2

"Bang!"

The phone was abruptly hung up.

Bai Suocheng put down the phone, shook his head, and muttered, "So old, yet still so irritable."

Meanwhile.

On the other side, Wei Bangxiong, who had called for help but was met with sarcasm, slammed the receiver onto the phone with fury, already consumed by rage.

On the surface, the Four Major Families appeared harmonious, but only on the surface.

Faced with interests, even brothers could turn on each other, let alone outsiders.

In reality, the four families often had conflicts, but they were always suppressed, portraying mutual support to the outside world due to mutual needs.

For Wei Bangxiong to have established a foothold in Myanmar and to lead his family to become an undeniable presence there, his ruthlessness and cruelty were evident.

However, even the wicked have their vulnerable moments.

Parents burying their child is forever the saddest thing in the world.

When he made this call, he knew his chances were slim, yet he didn’t expect the other party to be so short-sighted!

Did they really think that just because it was his Wei Family’s people who died, their park, that they could remain uninvolved, completely unrelated?

Wei Bangxiong breathed heavily, his eyes fierce, forcefully suppressing his boiling anger, and picked up the receiver again.

There was no other way.

This vendetta was no longer something he could avenge alone.

Capital City.

A certain special prison.

Special because it does not hold civilians.

The once infamous bigwig of the Capital City, Fang Jun, sat behind the visiting window, holding a receiver, looking exceptionally clean-cut with his buzz cut, his spirit in a rather good state.

Indeed.

Although his freedom was restricted, the environment here was surely much better than a regular prison; at least, prisoners here probably didn’t have to use sewing machines.

This might be the reason he hadn’t lost weight after coming here. A scion of a noble family does have a different level of resilience for ups and downs.

"The Allied Army declared war on Kan Bang, advancing rapidly; it’s only a matter of time before Kan Bang is swallowed up."

The visitor was a woman, her figure supple, her long, sleek black hair like satin.

"Lord Jin’s Allied Army?"

Being able to enjoy visits in prison shows that Fang Jun, unlike others, is different from the other noble families’ children.

Other scions would at most rely on their family’s glory to succeed domestically, but Young Master Fang wasn’t so narrow-minded and had already expanded his business overseas.

"Hasn’t Kan Bang always had the upper hand in its contest with the Allied Army for so many years?"

Fang Jun showed surprise and curiosity.

It seems that prison is indeed a good place for self-cultivation; Fang Jun seemed quite composed, or perhaps he had adapted after being in there for so long.

"The Allied Army has undergone a massive gear upgrade."

The woman’s words were terse.

"Massive."

Fang Jun murmured, smiling, "Hearing such words from you, I roughly know why Kan Bang lost so badly this time."

Then, he asked pointedly, "Where did the Allied Army’s gear come from?"

"Unclear."

The woman replied, "Maybe it grew in the jungle."

Fang Jun snorted a laugh, "Hu Die, you’ve become humorous."

The soft-spoken woman said nothing.

"Is there a Chinese manual?"

Fang Jun jokingly asked again.

Hu Die shook her head.

Fang Jun was taken aback.

"No Chinese manual? What language then?"

"Mostly American-style."

"American-style?"

Fang Jun pondered, "That could be troublesome; American-style arms dealers do business globally, tracing the origins won’t be easy."

He paused for a moment.

"However, the actual source doesn’t matter; as long as it’s not in Chinese, it doesn’t impact us much."

"Along with declaring war on Kan Bang, the Allied Army wiped out the e-fraud park in Pingli, leaving no survivors among over a hundred people there, including Wei Li, who was present at the time."

Hu Die added.

"Wei Li is dead?"

Fang Jun finally frowned.

"And he died miserably, bled dry and hung from a flagpole, with photos and videos already circulating in Shenzhou."

Hu Die further explained.

"Why was Wei Li there?"

Fang Jun couldn’t help but ask.

Hu Die was silent for a moment and then replied.

"Destiny."

Wei Yi seemed to have said the same back then.

"The Pingli District failed to meet the seasonal performance targets, so Wei Li went to collect payment himself, but encountered an Allied Army raid."

"What about the money?"

"Seized by the Allied Army."

Fang Jun’s brow furrowed, showing a pensive expression.

"The Allied Army probably isn’t after the money; if it were just for money, there would be no need for such extreme measures; this has thoroughly offended the Wei Family. Lord Jin has always refrained from meddling in e-fraud, which indicates he’s at least not foolish."

The more Fang Jun thought about it, the more he felt puzzled and mumbled to himself, "What exactly is the Allied Army trying to do?"

"What is Wei Bangxiong’s reaction?"

He asked.

"Furious; after all, Wei Li was considered very capable in the Wei Family, and his tragic death is a great blow to them."

Fang Jun nodded, "Besides, the Hendry Group already has a bad reputation in Shenzhou, and with Wei Li dying in the e-fraud park this time, the Hendry Group running e-fraud is going to be completely confirmed. Internally and externally, how the Wei Family will explain is concerning."

Exactly.

This is the most crucial part.

Hanging Wei Li in the e-fraud park is tantamount to declaring to the world the Wei Family’s ties to e-fraud.

Some things are one thing when you and I know, but when laid bare on the table, it’s another matter.

Although the Four Major Families in Myanmar cross over both military and political spheres, they aren’t just bandit warlords.

No matter how chaotic Myanmar is, the ruling government must at least defend the authority of the law on the surface.

Regardless of how e-fraud is perceived, even in Myanmar, it is ultimately defined as an illegal act.

"Wei Bangxiong called the other three families."

"What was their attitude?" Fang Jun asked.

"With the Allied Army’s formidable power and momentum, the other three families probably don’t want to muddy the waters, and how the Wei Family can prove their innocence is also troubling."

"All are seasoned foxes who, when they see trouble and risk, are eager to stay out of it." Fang Jun unhurriedly stated, "People are driven by self-interest, one can understand. However, the Allied Army’s attack on the Wei Family this time is certainly not on a whim. If not impulsive, do they really think they can stay uninvolved?"

Hu Die neither agreed nor disagreed, still speaking with a flat tone: "Wei Bangxiong has already called."

Though Fang Jun is inside, for someone like him, it’s only his body that’s confined by prison.

"Calm him down; those involved see things less clearly. Tell him not to worry, and others will eventually see the stakes, but he needs to give it some time."

Fang Jun spoke cryptically, his meaning unclear. Hu Die didn’t know if she understood and didn’t ask further.

"I understand."

She said, and then prepared to hang up the phone.

"Once in a while, don’t you have anything else to chat with me about?"

Fang Jun suddenly said, his face behind the glass no longer shaded with authority, his smile friendly.

"What?"

Hu Die seemed to think there was more to his words.

"Don’t be so serious. For instance, have you encountered anything interesting lately? I’m too bored inside."

Hu Die’s gaze hardened slightly, not expecting the opposite party actually just wanted to chat casually.

Looking at the face behind the glass, Hu Die paused in silence.

"On the way here, I saw a few women catching a mistress."

"Then what?"

"The mistress was a man."

Fang Jun was stunned, then burst into uncontrollable laughter, pounding the table, tears streaming down.

"Haha... such an interesting thing, a shame not to have seen it together."

He controlled his laughter with satisfaction, "Alright, go now."

Hu Die hung up the receiver.

As she got up, Fang Jun sat inside, still seemingly engrossed in the joke, whether fabricated or factual, still laughing.

"Go."

Fang Jun waved his hand, mouthing the words.

Hu Die turned to leave.