Dragon Head Supreme Chapter 177
Chapter 177: Laying the Trap in Advance
With Captain Li and his men gone, the rehearsal carried on as usual. Once the final act wrapped up, Zhang Qiang wasted no time inviting Chen Xue Wen on stage to hand out the awards.
The crowd was buzzing, eyes gleaming with anticipation. After all, they had been waiting for this moment—the prizes.
Chen Xue Wen, ever the generous boss, handed out a batch of Personal Handy-phones to everyone. Some already owned one, while others had never even held such a gadget before. Those who lacked one beamed with excitement, as if they had just struck gold. Even those who already had one grinned ear to ear—after all, in 2003, these things weren’t cheap. Selling it off or gifting it to someone? Either way, it was a damn good deal.
For the top three performers, Chen Xue Wen had prepared additional prizes, including a high-end mobile phone for Zhang Qiang himself. All in all, the event set him back about a hundred grand. But to him, every dime was worth it.
It wasn’t just about smoothing things over with the Three Rivers County Law Enforcement Team. The real prize was the network he was building. Connections made things easy in this world, and he was playing the long game.
After the awards, he treated everyone to a grand banquet at a nearby hotel. And when Chen Xue Wen threw a feast, he didn’t skimp. The spread was top-tier, leaving the guests grinning with satisfaction.
Zhang Qiang, his belly full and his spirits high, clasped Chen Xue Wen’s hand. “Brother Chen, you’re the pride of our community’s business world. You can count on our full support.”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled, nodding. This meal had already paid off.
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With business in Three Rivers County wrapped up, he returned to Electronic Dynasty. By then, it was already past three in the afternoon.
Inside his office, Ding Three was waiting.
He had been out all day gathering intel, and his report was enlightening. The law enforcement team in Three Rivers County had shifted its focus—they were now hunting down Lu Jin Po’s two underlings.
The reason? Quan Ding Kun’s men—and even his wife—swore up and down that those two were the ones who killed him. The truth was, nobody actually saw the killers’ faces. They only caught a glimpse of their clothes.
But given that Quan Ding Kun had brutally maimed Lu Jin Po’s men before, setting off a blood feud, it made sense to everyone that Lu Jin Po had ordered the hit.
To make things worse for Lu Jin Po, an investigation revealed that half his crew were already wanted criminals, while the rest had rap sheets thick enough to make any cop’s head spin. So naturally, all attention was on them.
As for Chen Xue Wen? Thanks to Lawyer He’s handiwork, the law enforcement team wasn’t calling him back for any more “assistance” with the investigation.
Chen Xue Wen listened to the report and nodded slowly. This trip to Three Rivers County had gone perfectly.
Quan Ding Kun was dead, avenging Little Yang’s family. At the same time, Lu Jin Po got a massive headache to deal with. A clean job.
But this whole ordeal had also made something clear: even though Lu Jin Po himself hadn’t returned to Peaceful City yet, the city was far from safe. Some of his men had probably arrived already, lurking in the shadows.
From this moment on, Chen Xue Wen knew he had to stay on guard.
He thought for a moment, then said, “Third Brother, I think it’s time we moved.”
Ding Three nodded. “I was just thinking the same thing.”
“But where?”
Chen Xue Wen looked up at the ceiling, a smirk forming. “What do you think about the second floor?”
Ding Three blinked. “You mean… the floor above Electronic Dynasty?”
Chen Xue Wen nodded. He had been considering this for a while. His crew was growing, and they couldn’t stay holed up in a hotel forever. Their base needed to be nearby, close to Old Square, where their real turf was.
The second floor of Electronic Dynasty belonged to Boss Hu. It used to be a beauty salon, but the owner had scammed customers into pre-paying memberships, then vanished with the cash. Now, the place was a wreck, abandoned, and up for lease.
Since Chen Xue Wen had taken full control of Electronic Dynasty, it made perfect sense to turn the second floor into his headquarters—at least for the next month leading up to the new year.
Ding Three pondered for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, that could work. We’ve got over twenty people now, and the space upstairs is big enough.
“If anything happens, we can rally our guys instantly. Much safer.”
Chen Xue Wen grinned. “Glad we’re on the same page. I’ll give Boss Hu a call and get the keys.”
“Of course, we’ll need to do some cleanup first.”
Chen Xue Wen pulled out a sheet of paper and started sketching a rough layout. “I want to modify the second floor like this.”
Ding Three leaned in for a closer look, his eyes widening in shock. “Damn, you building a maze up there?”
The second floor was a framework of open space, but in Chen Xue Wen’s drawing, it had been divided into over a dozen sections. The hallways stretched long and narrow, with blind spots scattered throughout. Some rooms had multiple doors, others had none at all. Anyone unfamiliar with the layout would find themselves wandering in circles like they had stepped into a labyrinth.
Chen Xue Wen’s voice was calm but firm. “Before the fifteenth of the first lunar month, Lu Jin Po will be in Peaceful City.”
“And the first thing he’ll do when he gets here? Come for me.”
“Since that’s the case, I’m going to lay a trap for him on this floor.”
“If he doesn’t come, fine. But if he does, he won’t be leaving in one piece.”
Ding Three studied Chen Xue Wen’s expression—serious, unwavering. This wasn’t just some passing idea. He meant business.
Ding Three nodded slowly. “Alright, this could work. But, Wen Zi, we’ve got over twenty men here, and not all of them can be trusted. Your setup looks complicated, but if one of them gets bought by Lu Jin Po, the whole plan’s worthless.”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Third Brother, you think I’d go through all this trouble without covering that angle?”
“I plan to set up a few extra tricks inside. Some hidden mechanisms, some traps.”
“Only our own people will know about them.”
Ding Three’s eyes lit up. “If you can pull that off, we’ll be solid.”
“But we can’t bring in outside workers for this. If we let strangers handle it, we risk exposure. We’ll have to do it ourselves.”
Chen Xue Wen nodded. “That was my plan.”
“Round up the brothers. Let’s see who’s got the skills.”
Ding Three left the room, and soon, the trusted ones had gathered. Li Er Yong, Lai Hou, Li Tie Zhu, and Wang Zhen Dong—these were the old hands, the ones who had followed Chen Xue Wen the longest. They were loyal to the core. Then there was Cheng Yong, a newer face, but one who had proven himself. Ding Three and Gu Hong Bing were here, along with Little Yang and his three brothers. These were the true inner circle.
Chen Xue Wen laid it out for them, laying down the vision and the risks. When he finished, he asked, “We’ll need to do some renovations. Can’t let outsiders touch it. Who here knows the trade?”
The group exchanged glances before Little Yang stepped forward. “My brothers and I can handle it. We worked in construction before we came back to Peaceful City.”
Chen Xue Wen’s face lit up. “That’s perfect.”
Li Tie Zhu scratched his head before stepping up. “I moved bricks for a construction crew.”
Chen Xue Wen smirked, ruffling his own hair in thought before nodding. “Alright, Tie Zhu, you handle the materials. You’ll be our muscle.”
The room buzzed with quiet determination. Plans were in motion, and when Lu Jin Po walked into Peaceful City, he wouldn’t know what hit him.
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