Chapter 61: We Are Brothers
Chen Xue Wen hung up the phone, his face dark and brooding.
Lai Hou and the others immediately crowded around him, their expressions tense.
“Brother Wen, what happened?” Lai Hou asked urgently.
Chen Xue Wen quickly recounted the situation. The moment he finished, the room was filled with a heavy silence.
“Big Sister Hong got captured?” Lai Hou’s voice rose in alarm.
“What do we do now?” someone else muttered.
“Brother Wen… what’s your plan?” Wang Zhen Dong asked hesitantly.
Chen Xue Wen sighed deeply before answering in a firm voice. “Wu Li Hong once saved my life. No matter what, I can’t just stand by and do nothing.”
“That banquet Snake arranged… I have to go.”
Wang Zhen Dong turned pale. “Brother Wen, that’s a trap!”
“Snake is dangerous as hell, and if he’s hosting the banquet, you can bet he’s got a whole den of his men waiting for you.”
“If you go, there’s no coming back…”
Chen Xue Wen shook his head. “I have no choice. Wu Li Hong must be saved.”
He turned to Lai Hou and the others. “But you don’t have to come with me. This is my fight. There’s no need for all of you to risk your lives.”
Pulling a bank card from his pocket, he handed it to Lai Hou. “Monkey, if I don’t make it back, split the money among you. There’s a million in this account. Each of you take two hundred thousand. The remaining two hundred thousand, give it to Wu Li Hong’s younger brother.”
“Also… if you remember, burn some paper money for my parents during the holidays.”
As soon as he finished, Chen Xue Wen stood up, sliding his bone-cutting knife into his pant leg, ready to leave.
Lai Hou suddenly snatched the bank card and flung it to the ground, spitting angrily. “Fuck this, Chen Xue Wen! What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
Chen Xue Wen was caught off guard. “What’s wrong?”
Lai Hou glared at him. “You think I’m not your brother?”
“Yeah, I might not be some big shot, but I know what loyalty means!”
“We’ve been through enough together, and I already see you as my big brother.”
“Now, you’re telling me to run? What, you think I’m a coward?”
Chen Xue Wen was deeply moved. This guy… he was real.
“Monkey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to insult you, but this is too dangerous.”
He sighed. “Before, I at least had some confidence in surviving. But this time? This is Snake’s turf. He has everything planned. And Wu Li Hong is still in his hands. I have no idea how to win this.”
Lai Hou gritted his teeth. “Fuck it. No guarantee? Then we fight our way out!”
“I ain’t scared of dying!”
“Pillar, what about you?”
Li Tie Zhu put down his phone. “Who do we need to kill?”
Without hesitation, he was in.
Lai Hou turned to Wang Zhen Dong. The guy took a deep breath, then clenched his fists. “Fuck it. Count me in.”
“Brother Wen, I’m with you.”
Chen Xue Wen’s eyes burned. These guys… they were his brothers.
He exhaled sharply and nodded. “Good brothers!”
“Since you’re coming with me, we need a plan. We can’t just walk into Snake’s trap.”
Lai Hou nodded immediately. “Right! What do we do?”
“No more lime. We’ve used that trick twice now—Snake will be expecting it.”
“We need something new.”
Lai Hou’s eyes lit up. “What’s the plan, Brother Wen?”
Chen Xue Wen paused before replying, “Monkey, get some gasoline.”
“Dong, gather beer bottles and cloth scraps.”
Lai Hou’s face split into a grin. He understood immediately.
Without wasting time, they got to work.
Soon, Lai Hou secured two buckets of gasoline, stolen from nearby cars. Wang Zhen Dong managed to collect a full crate of beer bottles.
They didn’t bring any of it back to the hotel—Chen Xue Wen was sure Snake’s men were already watching the place. Instead, Lai Hou stole a tricycle, and they rode off, carrying their supplies to a deserted alley.
While Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong stood guard, Chen Xue Wen filled the bottles with gasoline, creating makeshift Molotov cocktails.
Only after finishing did he finally relax.
Next, he gathered Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong, pulling out a piece of paper and sketching out a rough map of Chen’s Grand Hotel.
He knew the area well from his school days.
He assigned positions: if he signaled, Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong would charge in first, throwing Molotov cocktails to create chaos.
Li Tie Zhu’s job was simple—use his brute strength to clear a path for their escape.
Despite all the preparation, Chen Xue Wen knew this wasn’t enough. The numbers were still against them.
His real hope lay in Zhang Feng.
If Zhang Feng could intervene, then there was a chance—just maybe—they’d all make it out alive.
So, before leaving, Chen Xue Wen made one last call to Li Er Yong, asking him to reach out to Zhang Feng.
Once everything was in place, they split up. Chen Xue Wen took a taxi directly to Chen’s Grand Hotel, while the others took the tricycle through the side streets, ready to back him up.
At 7:50 PM, Chen Xue Wen arrived at the hotel entrance.
Right away, he knew something was wrong.
Five or six thugs stood guard outside. Chen’s Grand Hotel, normally bustling with life, was completely empty tonight.
Snake had cleared the place out.
Perfect. No witnesses.
Chen Xue Wen took a deep breath and walked forward.
The moment he reached the entrance, the thugs stepped in front of him.
The leader, a man with a snake tattoo, sneered. “Private event tonight. Get lost.”
Chen Xue Wen remained calm. “My name’s Chen Xue Wen. Snake invited me.”
The men exchanged glances.
The tattooed man sized him up before spitting on the ground. “So, you’re Chen Xue Wen?”
“Thought you’d be some big shot. Turns out you’re just some punk kid.”
Laughter erupted around them.
Chen Xue Wen was lean, not particularly muscular, and barely twenty years old. He didn’t look intimidating in the slightest.
His face remained expressionless. “A punk kid is still better than a guard dog.”
The laughter stopped.
The tattooed man’s face twisted in rage. “What the fuck did you say?”
He grabbed Chen Xue Wen’s collar, snarling. “You little shit, I’ll make you crawl upstairs!”
Before he could react, Chen Xue Wen drove his knee into the man’s groin.
A sharp scream rang out as the tattooed man doubled over in agony.
But before he could collapse, a cold bone-cutting knife pressed against his throat.
Blood trickled down his neck as Chen Xue Wen leaned in close, whispering, “Stay still.”
The other thugs shouted in anger, reaching for their weapons.
Chen Xue Wen didn’t flinch. Instead, he raised his voice and called out, “Snake, is this how you train your dogs?”
From the second-floor window, a calm voice chuckled. “A bunch of useless idiots.”
“Brother Wen, since you’ve arrived, why don’t you come up for a chat?”
Chen Xue Wen smirked, shoving the tattooed man aside as he strode into the lion’s den.
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