As for the rest, Yang Wei will also appear in the second part...
Haha, many long-time readers who have read my other urban novels know that "Weiwei" is always the undisputed female lead in Dancing's urban novels, and is always the most popular highlight.
However, in this book, the "Great Miss Qiao" has already enjoyed immense popularity. So, what will happen when Weiwei appears in the second book? Will she be able to overshadow Qiao Qiao?
Don't doubt Xiao Wu's writing skills. I won't deliberately diminish Qiao Qiao's charm to highlight Yang Wei, but I will strive to create a wonderful female character, at least giving everyone another option to enjoy, hehe. Of course, to all the readers who are shouting "Long live Miss Qiao!", rest assured, your Qiao Qiao will continue to be as awesome as ever!
Alright, let's all look forward to the second part of "The Evil Spirit"! After publishing this article, I'm going to shut down my computer and go to sleep. After I wake up, the second part will officially premiere in about a few hours!
This concludes the summary of my first book. I am a very emotional author, and my personality is also quite emotional. Although I will mature and become more stable as I get older, I still like to express myself freely online.
I can say that I truly put my heart into writing this novel.
I don't like simply making up stories. There are far too many of those frivolous tales and endlessly escalating wish-fulfillment novels online, and I'm too lazy to write them.
I want to infuse my own thoughts and soul into my works while writing stories.
I want to write a classic urban novel. Whether this book becomes a classic or not, at least I'm striving towards that goal. As for the outcome, I'll leave that to everyone's judgment.
Part Two: The Road to Success, Chapter One: Appointment
Early in the morning, I got up, took a shower, shaved, and changed into clean clothes. The weather in Canada is still quite cold, especially in October. I put on a leather jacket and polished my shoes. Then I stood in front of the mirror for a while, admiring myself. I was quite satisfied with the person in the mirror before heading out.
Xiluo was already standing at the door, while all the brothers who came back from Vietnam with me were standing outside.
We returned to the repair shop last night, and this morning, Uncle Ba wants to see us.
Although no one had given any instructions, when our group came out, apart from Xiluo walking beside me, the other seven or eight brothers seemed to have gotten used to it and walked behind me. This feeling gave me a sense of accomplishment, but I quickly turned around to look at them and jokingly scolded, "What's wrong? Did you all sleep so much that your legs are weak? Why are you walking so slowly?"
I slowed down, casually raised my hand and put it on one of the guys' shoulders, while gently punching him.
I know that although I have initially established my authority among these people, now is not the time for me to put on airs.
Eighth Master still hasn't returned to the repair shop today, while we got in the car and headed to his residence.
The driver was a young man who seemed a bit nervous. I didn't recognize him; he appeared to be from the Eighth Master's family—which made me feel somewhat sentimental.
While Tiger was still alive, he did all these things.
I sensed that the young man kept glancing at me furtively the whole way; there was an excitement in his eyes. He gripped the steering wheel, his body ramrod straight, clearly very nervous.
"What's wrong?" I smiled.
“Xiao Wu… oh no, I mean, Brother Xiao Wu!” he immediately said excitedly, “I’ve heard a lot about you… I… I admire you very much.”
I chuckled and patted him on the shoulder from the back door: "Drive carefully."
"Don't worry!" The young man seemed very excited: "I saw how you took down Sha Liang that day... You were awesome!"
I smiled and looked into his eyes in the rearview mirror. A second later, I realized he was a simple young man. His eyes held only pure respect and a touch of impulsiveness.
So I asked, "Have you always been by Eighth Master's side? I don't think I've seen you before."
"Hmm." The young man nodded, then thought for a moment, "I've always stayed by Eighth Master's side to take care of him. It turns out Tiger was our boss, but unfortunately..." A hint of sadness appeared in his eyes.
I didn't say anything, I just sighed.
The publicly announced news is that Tiger died in Vietnam while carrying out a mission.
This is the official statement, and right now, the only ones who know the truth are me and Xiluo.
Of course, there was also the Eighth Prince himself.
Seeing the sadness in the young man's eyes, I suddenly whispered, "How does it feel to be by Eighth Master's side?"
“That’s good.” He smiled, but then said with a hint of helplessness, “But I still want to go out and do things… preferably by your side! You’re going to do great things!” He seemed to realize that he had been a little too excited, so he calmed down a bit and said in a low voice, “Many of our brothers respect you very much.”
"Of course!" one of my brothers exclaimed proudly. "That Sha Hu, that Double Flower Red Stick, has crippled countless masters over the years... but on the stage, he was taken down by our Little Fifth Brother in no time! Hmph!!"
I shook my head and smiled. I just glanced at the young man driving in front of me: "What's your name?"
"My friends call me Little Pig," he laughed, a little embarrassed. "Because I can sleep and eat a lot..."
I nodded: "If you want to work with me, there might be an opportunity in the future."
Eighth Master lived in several places, and he usually didn't stay in the same place for a long time. This was also to ensure his safety.
We drove all the way to the pier, and there I saw Eighth Master's cruise ship moored by the pier, its white paint looking brand new.
This is a standard luxury yacht, incomparable to the dilapidated boats found in Vietnam.
Our group boarded the ship, and I saw four or five crew members on board. They were all young people, each with a capable expression and very agile movements.
It seems that Eighth Master still has some decent subordinates around him!
Eighth Master was wearing a bathrobe and sitting on the upper deck of the yacht, enjoying the sea breeze in a chair.
In front of him was a table with his breakfast on it: a piece of veal tenderloin cooked to medium-rare, a glass of milk, and half a melon.
Uncle Ba was holding a kitchen knife, intently cutting meat. When we approached him, he simply said in a calm tone, "Sit down."
I feel that Eighth Master seems to have lost some weight.
He gently cut the beef tenderloin on the plate without looking up. Immediately, crew members brought over several chairs, and I sat down first. The other men hesitated for a moment. Only Shiro sat next to me, while the others stood behind me, quite consciously…
I noticed a hint of surprise in Eighth Master's eyes, but he concealed it well.
Eighth Master finally raised his head, put the last piece of beef tenderloin into his mouth, chewed it thoroughly, swallowed it, took a sip of milk, sighed, then looked up at us and smiled, "Sorry, as people get older, they have to learn some ways to maintain their health... I don't like to talk while eating, as it affects digestion."
He then waved his hand, and immediately a crew member came over and took the shovels from in front of him. Eighth Master leaned back in his chair, his eyes sweeping over us all before finally settling on me: "How's Vietnam?"
"Thankfully, everything is done." I replied steadily.
"Yes, I know." Eighth Master smiled. "I've already met Hong Da... You handled things very well this time. The results exceeded my expectations... But why did you stay in Vietnam and not come back?"
I smiled.
I stayed in Vietnam because of the female assassin working for Tiger, but mentioning that assassin would inevitably bring up the fact that Tiger was a traitor. Tiger's traitorous identity is a secret within the organization and cannot be revealed to the outside world, otherwise it would damage the morale of the brothers.
So I had an excuse ready from the start: "I met some Vietnamese gang members at the airport, but the situation was urgent and I couldn't get on the plane, so I had to run away."
"Hmm." Eighth Master didn't press further. He remained silent for a moment, looked at the sea beside him, sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "It's just a pity about Tiger..."
I noticed that everyone around me looked regretful and sad, even the crew members around Master Ba.
Eighth Master was lost in thought... I saw a hint of complexity flash across his eyes.
I think that even though Tiger's death was related to Eighth Master, at this moment, he would inevitably think of the good things Tiger had done for him back then.
That's how people are.
"Well, over the years, quite a few old brothers have passed away." Eighth Master's tone was somewhat dejected. "Now that Tiger is gone, I've lost another person who could share my burdens... and there's also the matter of the auto repair shop... sigh!"
The atmosphere became somewhat somber.
Eighth Master rubbed his face, then smiled and said, "When you get old, you sometimes get a lot of sentimental things." He then perked up, "Alright, you all worked hard in Vietnam, especially Xi Luo and Xiao Wu. You two did a great job this time. Here, we have a clear system of rewards and punishments. You've done a good job, so you'll naturally be rewarded." He smiled and took an electronic car key from a crew member next to him, tossing it to me.
I caught it immediately, and then I heard Eighth Master laugh and say, "Little Fifth, this car is for you. I'm sure you'll like it."
"Thank you, Eighth Master!" I said in a very respectful tone.
“And then there’s Xiluo…” Eighth Master thought for a moment, “Before you went to Vietnam, my plan was to hand over the territory left behind by Sha Hu to Tiger after you returned. And you would go and be his assistant… Now… Tiger is dead… You… you’re too young after all, and I’m worried that you can’t manage that territory by yourself. How about this, you and Xiao Wu can take charge of that territory together. You two can discuss and make decisions yourselves, and you don’t need to report to me about minor matters.”
I glanced at Xiluo and found he was looking at me too. Xiluo's eyes clearly showed surprise and astonishment. Then we both nodded: "Yes."
A sense of unease crept into my heart...
What was the purpose of Eighth Prince's arrangement?
Xiluo and I discussed making a decision... but he didn't explain who should be the boss and who should be the second-in-command.
There can't be two bosses in any territory at the same time, right? That's against the rules! When two people disagree, whose opinion should be followed?
Could it be that he wants to...?
I frowned. Did Eighth Master want to deliberately make the two of us restrain each other?
"And then there's the repair shop..." Eighth Master tapped his fingers lightly on the table a few times. I knew this was his habitual action whenever he made a major decision.
Auto repair shop...
Tiger has always been in charge of the repair shop. Now that Tiger is dead, and my reputation among the brothers is soaring, will he hand over the repair shop to me?
A thought struck me.
“Xiao Wu, I originally wanted you to take over the things at the repair shop, after all, Tiger is dead, and you have a lot of prestige among the brothers now... But like I said, you're too young, you've only been here for less than a year. How about this... I'll hand over the things at the repair shop to Lao Huang... As for you, you'll be Lao Huang's assistant for now.”
I nodded.
Old Huang is the middle-aged man in the gym at our auto repair shop. He took good care of me when I first joined, and he's extremely loyal to Master Ba.
However, it seems that while Lao Huang is straightforward, his abilities are not particularly outstanding. Of course, with his many years of experience in the organization, he is more than capable of keeping these young punks in check.
I didn't say anything. Although Tiger was dead, I knew that Eighth Master wouldn't let me take over so quickly.
Although this was expected, I still felt a little disappointed.
As for the deal with the Hells' Angels...
Before I could say anything, Eighth Master gave me a look, then casually ordered, "Alright, Xiao Wu, Xi Luo, you two pick a few guys from the repair shop. They'll be managing that area with you from now on. You can go back now. When you have time during the day, go and familiarize yourself with the area... Also, Xiao Wu..."
He glanced at me and said, "I've had some soup made for tonight. Come over and have some soup tonight. I'll send someone to pick you up."
After saying this, Eighth Master didn't speak again. I knew I should take my leave. After thinking for a moment, I said, "Eighth Master, I understand..."
After a pause, I laughed and said, "How about this, I don't need to go back to the repair shop to pick people anymore. These guys went to Vietnam to rescue me this time, and I've gotten used to getting along with them. I think I'll let them come with me to take over Sha Hu's territory. I don't need to pick anyone else."
Eighth Master said calmly, "Okay, go and tell Old Huang to make the arrangements."
After saying that, he seemed to glance at me.
I then got up and said goodbye with Xiluo and the others. Eighth Master just waved his hand and smiled, "Remember to come for soup tonight."
Everyone bowed to Master Ba and took their leave. After disembarking, I saw the crew begin casting mooring lines, seemingly preparing to set sail. The young man nicknamed "Little Pig," who had picked us up that morning, saw us off, and I casually asked, "So, Master Ba, are you going out to sea today?"
"Yes, Eighth Master likes to go fishing at sea when he has free time, and the weather's nice today," he replied casually. Then, smiling, he led me ashore to a warehouse on the dock, unlocked the door, and pulled it up forcefully…
Whoosh...
I heard my brothers behind me exclaim in envy!
In front of me is a Jaguar XK8 sports car!
With its silver sheen, streamlined body, and Jaguar's unique styling, it exudes dynamism and looks incredibly powerful!
The little pig touched its nose, a hint of envy clearly showing in its eyes: "Brother Wu, this car was a special gift from Eighth Master to you. What do you think? Do you like it?"