The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 221: Blood Hand Organization

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: Blood Hand Organization

The mountain rain is coming, the wind fills the tower; at this late hour, the bright moon is obscured by dark clouds, seemingly foreshadowing something.

Knowing that there’s an assassin on this ship, Chu Ge didn’t continue to wander around on the third floor, but instead directly headed to the conference room door, sat down on the bench, and began to play on his phone.

Seeing the arrival of Chu Ge, Zheng Lihong’s originally tensed nerves relaxed quite a bit, after all, this was someone capable of matching those at the Innate level!

However, the Ancient Martial Artists from the other families couldn’t help but gather together, watching Chu Ge with a wary eye as if facing a formidable enemy.

Compared to the eerie quiet outside, the conference room was, at this moment, full of noisy disputes, but due to the soundproofing, not a bit of sound could be heard outside the room.

Duan Congxing, of course, was sitting in the chief seat with no objection, and the other Old Masters didn’t mind too much either; after all, they were past the age of being overly competitive. Who sat in the main seat was inconsequential; what they truly cared about were the interests of their families.

In the end, it was Mr. Sima who spoke up first: "Old Duan, you’ve summoned us all here this time, saying you want to reorganize the power structure in Shanghai, so what exactly do you mean? Now tell us all about it!"

Duan Congxing glanced at Mr. Sima, shook his head with a smile, and said: "Old Man Sima, after so many years, you’re still as impatient as ever."

"Hmph!" Sima Lingfu snorted coldly: "We’re practically cutting our own flesh here, who wouldn’t be anxious?"

After Sima Lingfu spoke these words, Mr. Ouyang and Xiahou Longhu also all looked at Duan Congxing, while the Clan Leaders from four smaller families sat in silence below. In such a situation, they had no place to interject.

Therefore, their hopes could only rest upon the other three Old Masters, hoping that the opinions of the Duan Family would be rejected, and that the power structure in Shanghai would not change at all.

Facing everyone’s expressions, Duan Congxing suddenly laughed: "Oh, don’t make it sound so unpleasant. I proposed this suggestion for everyone’s benefit!"

"For our benefit?" Mr. Ouyang scoffed coldly, shaking his head: "The Old Master here believes that the current power structure in Shanghai is already the best it can be, and there is no need for any changes."

"Yes." Xiahou Longhu chimed in from the side: "Our family’s Old Master feels the same way."

"You all..."

Duan Congxing suddenly stood up, pacing back and forth as he spoke: "Although our Four Great Families are known as the Four Great Families of Shanghai, I believe everyone clearly understands the actual situation. Compared to the truly great families in Beijing, we still fall short. So, my idea is that this time, the Four Great Families should consolidate resources, mutually beneficial, so we can band together for warmth and even confront Beijing’s top-tier families!"

"Consolidate resources?" Mr. Ouyang furrowed his brow.

"Exactly." Duan Congxing nodded: "The Four Great Families, sharing resources, consolidating power. My Duan Family will take the lead, guiding everyone towards glory. How about it?"

No one responded to him. The whole room looked at Duan Congxing with a complex gaze that was hard to describe.

After a while, Mr. Sima coughed and looked at Duan Congxing with a sneer: "The Duan Family really has a big appetite, on the surface it’s cooperation between the Four Great Families, but in reality, isn’t it just wanting to swallow up our three families and dominate? Heh, Duan Congxing, such a big appetite, aren’t you afraid of choking yourself!"

Mr. Ouyang did not say everything he thought, but his icy demeanor clearly reflected his mind.

As for Xiahou Longhu, he just sipped his tea without a word, of course, he was absolutely not going to agree with Duan Congxing’s proposal.

A hint of coldness flashed in Duan Congxing’s eyes, but it was fleeting.

He suddenly laughed, returned to his seat, and looked at the others and said: "Well, I’m just making a suggestion, I’m not forcing a response. However, since this cruise ship won’t be returning for a few more days, why don’t you enjoy yourselves meanwhile and ponder over what I’ve said."

With that, Duan Congxing stood up and the two followers at the door timely opened the grand doors.

"Well, it’s getting late, so I shall not disturb your rest any longer. I hope everyone will have pleasant memories on this cruise!" After Duan Congxing finished speaking, he led the way out of the conference room.

As he passed by Chu Ge, he raised his head to glance at Chu Ge, but didn’t say anything.

Whereas Chu Ge watched Duan Congxing’s departing back, a thoughtful look flashing through his eyes.

This Old Duan is even more bloodshot in the eyes than the first time I saw him, and although he still looks lively and spirited, Chu Ge could feel that his Life Force was almost completely depleted.

He might last three more months, at most; Mr. Duan probably won’t hold up!

Moreover, Duan Congxing himself seemed unaware of this situation.

This was getting interesting. Someone had secretly poisoned Mr. Duan and targeted the Ouyang Family repeatedly. This time, the Duan Family’s meeting to divide power must also be instigated by the Ghost Poison Sect, but what exactly is the Ghost Poison Sect plotting?

Chu Ge rubbed his chin, staring at Duan Congxing’s retreating figure and silently pondering.

Just when Chu Ge was contemplating, Mr. Ouyang’s voice suddenly came from beside: "Mr. Chu, you’ve worked hard tonight."

Chu Ge turned to look, and Mr. Ouyang’s face still carried some anger not yet subsided, suggesting the meeting hadn’t been pleasant.

Even the hot-tempered Mr. Sima muttered angrily: "The Duan Family has gone too far!" then stormed off.

"Heh, it’s not hard at all, just sitting outside for a bit," Chu Ge smiled and said: "It seems this meeting wasn’t exactly Perfect."

"There’s nothing perfect. Mr. Chu, you jest," Mr. Ouyang shook his head with a bitter smile: "The demands the Duan Family has put forward this time are indeed too excessive. Humph, Duan Congxing must be out of his mind, on what basis does he think he can confront the Three Major Families at once?"

Saying this, Mr. Ouyang’s face lost its anger, looking at Chu Ge with a smile: "It’s really troublesome for Mr. Chu to accompany this old man till late at night; you should go back and rest."

"Alright." Chu Ge nodded and followed Mr. Ouyang towards the first-floor accommodation area.

......

After everyone had left, a few janitors suddenly pulled out device-like things from their necks that resembled communicators: "Report, the meeting proceeded safely, no unexpected incidents occurred, and all parties have now moved to the residential area!"

In a room inside the cabin, Xia Tian took a deep breath as he watched the surveillance screens.

He really hadn’t anticipated that the Blood Hand Organization could be so easily resolved!