Chapter 100: Wang Feng

“Don’t move!”

Feeling the cold barrel pressed against the small of his back, the man panicked, trembling with fear.

“Friend, don’t shoot. Whatever you want, just say it.”

“Come on, to the alley directly across the street. If you dare shout, I’ll take your life right now,” Li Wensheng threatened from behind.

“I wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare! Friend, hold your gun steady, please don’t shoot.”

“Friend, you want money, don’t you? That’s easy. Though I don’t have much, I do have some assets. Just say what you want, as long as I can afford it, you can have as much as you need.”

“Friend, which faction are you from? I, Wang Feng, know quite a few people. Maybe we’re even on the same side.”

The man babbled nonstop as they crossed the street.

“Shut up! Say another word and I’ll end you right now.”

At Li Wensheng’s threat, the man immediately fell silent.

They entered the narrow alley between two buildings. When they reached the middle, Li Wensheng glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then suddenly pressed the man’s face against the wall.

This sudden move made the man even more frantic. “Friend, friend, just say what you want, I’ll cooperate fully.”

“No more nonsense. Tell me—what’s your connection to the Yan Jing Manor?”

The man’s panic deepened; his legs trembled uncontrollably.

“Friend, I’m no traitor! I was just summoned by Yan Jing Manor for questioning.”

“What were they asking about?”

“I…I…”

Seeing the man hesitate, Li Wensheng pressed the gun harder against the back of his head. “If you don’t speak, I’ll treat you as a traitor right now.”

“Don’t, don’t, friend! I’ll talk, I’ll talk! I’m with the Green Gang, under the tutelage of Mr. Gao of the Tong generation, working at the Lido Ballroom. Yan Jing Manor called me to ask about Mr. Gao.”

“You’re a disciple?”

“No, I’m a student.”

The man was, astonishingly, a student of the Tong generation—a detail that surprised Li Wensheng.

The Green Gang has strict generational hierarchies. Aside from the Da generation, the Tong generation holds the most power. The Da generation only has a few members, most of whom live quietly in retirement, except for three or four influential figures.

The Tong generation forms the core of the Green Gang’s strength, many wielding considerable influence.

There’s a clear distinction between “students” and “disciples.” Disciples could be petty thugs, laborers, or drivers. For example, Zuo Ban is a disciple of Huang Jinlong of the Green Gang, but Huang Jinlong doesn’t even know him.

Students, however, require a referral, a red invitation card, and acceptance by their master.

It’s somewhat akin to the Hong Kong triads of later times, where “Blue Lanterns” hadn’t sworn allegiance to Guan Gong and weren’t on the roster, thus free to switch gangs anytime, while “Straw Sandals” had sworn in front of Guan Gong, were on the roster, and needed to formally resign with punishment if they left.

For such a timid man to be a Tong generation student was remarkable.

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