dognovel Chapter 325 The Rat Becomes a Spirit
Chapter 325 The Rat Becomes a Spirit
Before leaving, he pushed Chen Hu into the position of the leader.
Xu Yong looked up and saw that the chubby boy from childhood had grown up to be so ugly.
It looks really ugly, like a rat that has become a spirit.
Xu Yong glanced at it only once before turning his head away and refusing to look again.
……
Inside the Hall of Righteousness, the torchlight illuminated the ferocious faces of the Red Shark Gang members.
Xie Yushu had gained favor with the chief, so he should sit in a more prominent position.
But now he's hiding in the crowd.
The long table was laden with wine and meat, and the sizzling sound of fat dripping from the roasted whole pig into the charcoal brazier was heard.
Chen Hu's one eye gleamed as he personally carried a jar of aged daughter's red wine to Xu Yong.
“Brother Yong, in the past ten years or so, although the gang is not as powerful as it was when you and my father were still around, we have at least not disgraced the name of Red Shark.”
He broke the clay seal, and the aroma of the wine immediately filled the hall.
"Now we have seventy-two warships. Without our command flag, not even a seabird can fly over Snake Tail Island!"
Chen Hu said proudly that the gang is growing stronger and stronger, and that the ships and weapons they possess are probably even more powerful than those of the government.
Xu Yong sat at the head of the table, the gold earring on his right ear gleaming coldly in the firelight.
He took the bowl of wine, but didn't drink it immediately. He ran his fingertips along the nick on the rim of the bowl.
"Not to mention anything far back, nine years ago, our Red Shark made the government officials run for their lives. We used fire to attack their ships, losing twelve government ships and capturing more than three hundred sailors who were sunk at sea. That battle really made our Red Shark famous."
Chen Hu sat below Xu Yong, excitedly recounting his achievements over the past ten years.
It's like a child seeking praise from their parents.
Several young leaders below the hall saw this scene and whispered among themselves, their voices just loud enough for Xu Yong to hear.
"Is this old man the head of the family? He's as skinny as a dried-up salted fish..."
"Why is our boss so respectful to him? I can tell what this old man is capable of."
"That's right, I think he's not even as good as the leader."
A young man with tattoos on his face in the corner said disdainfully.
"At least our leader led us to fight so hard that even the government didn't dare to mess with us anymore, but what about this old leader? He couldn't even steal a few gold transport ships..."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, this old man's ears are very sharp..."
Xie Yushu tugged at the man's clothes from behind, reminding him.
Xu Yong didn't even lift his eyelids, but slowly placed the wine bowl on the table.
A soft snap, yet it struck everyone's hearts like a muffled thunderclap.
The whispers abruptly stopped.
When the sun had completely sunk below the water, only a few core leaders remained in the Hall of Righteousness.
Xu Yong unfolded a yellowed nautical chart, his smoking stick pointing to the location marked with a skull—Ghost Tooth Reef.
"Tomorrow, thirty people will be divided into ten fast boats and will set off at dawn when the tide is calm to scout out the situation first."
His voice was hoarse, but his words were firm and resolute. “Back then, in order to prevent us from seizing the gold-carrying ship, the government deliberately sank it in the trench east of Ghost Tooth Reef. Now, more than ten years later, the undercurrents have washed away much of the wreckage, but the gold box should still be there.”
A glint of greed flashed in Chen Hu's single eye: "I'll give you the fish token; we just want the gold."
Xu Yong sneered, "They're all greenhorns, they don't know how important the fish tally really is."
"Alright, you get everything arranged first, I'm going out for a walk."
Let's see how the Red Shark has changed more than ten years later.
The same moon shines on the Wufu Restaurant in Ping'an Town.
The newly built grill by the entrance was glowing red with charcoal. Er'er deftly flipped the lamb skewers, the oil dripping onto the charcoal and sizzling, the aroma wafting far and wide.
The non-milk ewe had been thoroughly cleaned, and chunks of meat, marinated in a secret sauce, were being skewered onto bamboo sticks.
"I must say, this wire mesh grill is better than a hot plate."
As Xu Anyang spoke, he used a spatula to scrape the oil off the hot plate, and then immediately began frying rice noodles for the next customer.