7 Kúiwù

Wang Yong's godfather was known as Kúiwù, one of the richest and most powerful men in Chongqing. He had sole control over the underground operations and shady businesses over the state.

He had two godsons who were leaders of the two most powerful gangs in Chongqing. Kong Zhu who was his first godson became the leader of Dragon Gang at the age of 20 while Wang Yong, his second godson became the leader of Tiger Gang at the age of 17.

That was two years ago.....

He was a man that ruled with only one principle which was iron clad: 'Family over everyone and over everything.' Yet, his own godsons blatantly ignored the rule, always fighting and scheming against each other like girls.

Sometimes, it was amusing but at most times, it was just pathetic.

He closed his documents that he had barely managed to sign before he faced the mischievous and devious godson in front of him. "Wang Yong, your principal just called me this afternoon."

Wang Yong's head lowered further at his godfather's deep voice laced with annoyance. "Uh."

"That's all you have to say? Hey, you two! Leave him alone and get out!" He looked at the wounded man on the floor. "Kong Zhu, get up!"

Kong Zhu tried to hide the pain that was crippling his eyesight and resonating all over his body as he stood up straight. Kúiwù looked at him with a piercing gaze. "Do you know what you did wrong?"

Kong Zhu swallowed the bad blood that was rising up in his throat before answering. "Its my fault. As Wang's senior brother, I thought it was my responsibility to teach him the full operations of the business...."

"By tricking him into drug testing?" Kúiwù's hand hit the table with a thud, scaring both boys into silence and submission. "I am warning you Kong Zhu, the next time you endanger your younger brother's life like that, I will strangle you with my bare hands."

Kong Zhu nodded gloomily to see Wang Yong smirking in front of him. His hands clenched in rage but he struggled to suppress it in front of his godfather. Kúiwù also caught Wang Yong and yelled. "What are you smiling about? Have you thought about the reason you have to give me for beating a teacher's son like that?!"

Wang Yong who had been playing with a rifle hanging on the wall was now aiming it on his god brother's head. Kong Zhu was startled when he saw Wang Yong's action. "Godfather!"

"Oh, stop whining like a wimp! He is not going to shoot you as long as you don't provoke him." He ignored his godson's speechless face and stood up to collect the gun from Wang Yong because truthfully, he couldn't really be certain about betting his godson's life.

"Wang Yong, focus. What happened between you and Teacher Bao?" He rubbed the boy's head watching him turn blissful making him eventually drop the gun he was holding.

"Oh, he tried to touch the woman I love. How could I let that happen?" Wang Yong explained.

Kúiwù and Kong Zhu turned dumbstruck. "You mean Lady Lisa?!"

"Exactly."

Kúiwù felt like smacking this boy silly and beating him with values but he restrained himself when he saw the boy's sickly colour. He inhaled deeply, gritting his teeth. "You mean to tell me that you beat up the Vice Principal's son just because of a graffiti painting on your hallway?"

Wang Yong started retreating slowly, laughing nervously. "Ah, Godfather..."

He barely managed to dodge the incoming shoe from his godfather that could have ended his life. He drawled. "Godfather, spare me! Remember, the doctors said that I haven't fully recovered."

Kúiwù was about to throw the table lamp at him when he heard him say that, his eyes straying to his first godson who instinctively moved closer to the door. He rubbed his eyes wearily before he sat down, his huge frame occupying the chair and then some. "Wang Yong, before I return to the capital I need you to deliver some goods to the Blackout Street this week. You know what to do, always make sure you stay alive, it doesn't matter if you get caught but at least....."

"....try not to. Enough, Godfather. Stop talking and come and play with me!" He opened his bag to reveal two toy cars, waving them in the air as he approached his godfather.

For some reason, Kúiwù's eyes sparkled so he eagerly beckoned him over and said to his other godson. "Alright, that's it for today. Kong Zhu, you can go now."

Not getting any response, he looked up to see Kong Zhu's resentful behaviour and his heart softened a little. "Is there anything else you to say, Kong'er?"

Kong Zhu's face brightened a little. "Godfather, can I....play with you two?"

Kúiwù looked at Wang Yong who nodding excitedly, his head nodding like a little chicken pecking on rice. "Okay, okay! But this game is no longer suitable for three people, let's play another game. Let's play.... Leader and Subordinates!"

Kúiwù's mouth started twitching when he heard his absurd suggestion. The main reason why Kong Zhu stopped playing with them was because of this game. It was a game based on trust.

In the game, the leader and subordinates will be chosen by spinning a special dice. Then the leader would be blindfolded and given a knife. One of the subordinates would place his hand on the table and allow the leader blindfolded to stab the spaces in between his five fingers without moving an inch. The leader that can successfully stab all the spaces without injuring his subordinate's fingers at all would be the winner.

The last time they played that game, things didn't go so well...

Kong Zhu's face changed to an unknown colour as he picked up his own black jacket and said. "I just remembered that I still have a lot to do. Please excuse me, Godfather."

The only sound that accompanied him out of the room was Wang Yong's mocking laughter. When he successfully closed the door, he spat angrily. "F*cking retard!"

He gazed at the closed door and swore." Wang Yong, I promise you I will make you regret the day you came into this organization!"

He was frozen when he realized that he was not alone,he turned to see some junkies who were smoking suddenly avoiding eye contact when he glared at them.

"What are you doing here? Get out the f*ck out of here!"