Only Meng Ran stared intently at Lin Yifeng.

"Yifeng, you knew all along?"

Lin Yifeng nodded, unsure of what to say for a moment.

The place Zhang Jisheng brought them to was called Central Pier No. 9 in Kowloon.

If you mention the name of this place, many people probably won't recognize it, but if you mention TVB police dramas, most people have definitely seen it in movies and on television.

The towering apartment buildings on both sides, along with the complex streets below, make it a common filming location for various movies.

Besides these, this is also the area where most adult films are shot. Many film crews will rent an apartment here to start looking for actors and filming.

It's more like a film and television base than an apartment building.

The film crews that Zhang Jisheng led them to find were mostly of this type.

Don't be fooled by their filming backgrounds; they'll actually film anything for a fee, and their filming skills are quite good. If Lin Yifeng wants to make a web series, this group would definitely be the most suitable.

Lin Yifeng simply hadn't expected that Wei Yuxian would find such a production team for them.

But since we're already here, we might as well see what's going on first.

Lin Yifeng followed Zhang Jisheng upstairs and finally stopped in front of a company with a sign that read "Longxiang Film and Television Company".

As Zhang Jisheng knocked on the door, a shady-looking man pushed it open and turned to yell at the group.

What are you doing?

"Go cool off somewhere else if you have nothing to do!"

"We're on business!"

Zhang Jisheng frowned, preparing to peek inside to see what was going on.

The blond-haired leader raised his hand and slapped Zhang Jisheng across the face.

"Get out!"

Didn't you hear me?

"What are you looking in there for!"

This action caused a drastic change in the expressions of Yang Biaozi and Meng Ran behind him.

They could all tell that the blond-haired guy in front of them was definitely not from any film or television company.

Meng Ran took a step forward to shield Lin Yifeng behind her, staring intently at the blond-haired man in front of her.

Huang Mao glanced at the people outside and continued shouting.

"If you're still here when you come out later."

"I'll fucking kill you all."

After saying that, Huang Mao closed the door and stopped talking.

This scene left the group looking at each other in bewilderment, their gazes all fixed on Zhang Jisheng.

The slap from the blond-haired man was clearly still there. Zhang Jisheng wiped the wound from the corner of his mouth, picked up the broken glasses from the ground, and forced a smile at Lin Yifeng and the others despite the pain.

"Excuse me."

"Something may have gone wrong."

"Please wait a moment, everyone. I need to take care of something first."

Lin Yifeng and the other two nodded and, following Zhang Jisheng's instructions, went to the vicinity of the corridor.

Not far away, Zhang Jisheng took out his mobile phone from his bag, made a call on the balcony, and then returned to Lin Yifeng and the others to calm them down.

Yang Biaozi noticed the bloodstains on Zhang Jisheng's lips and took out a tissue from his pocket.

"Brother, you wipe yourself first."

Zhang Jisheng was slightly taken aback, but he smiled and accepted the tissue.

However, this smile sent chills down Yang Biaozi and Meng Ran's spines.

This smile is not a normal smile. Rather, Zhang Jisheng, who had just been beaten, showed no normal human emotions in his expression, giving people a cold feeling.

Lin Yifeng looked at Zhang Jisheng and instead revealed a faint smile.

"oh?"

"I feel like there's going to be a good show coming up."

"Brother Meng, calm down for a bit."

Meng Ran was slightly taken aback, still not quite understanding Lin Yifeng's meaning.

However, since arriving in Hong Kong, he has seen many things that he cannot understand.

Looking at the composed Zhang Jisheng in front of him, Yang Biaozi couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Brother Feng."

"Are we going to get dragged into this?"

"I haven't contacted anyone since I got here, should we head out first?"

Lin Yifeng waved his hand dismissively.

"Need not."

"It's probably just a minor skirmish."

About twenty minutes later, Yang Biaozi heard the sound of a car door being opened downstairs.

He looked out from the balcony and saw three vans parked downstairs. A group of people got out of the vans and walked aggressively upstairs.

As they took the elevator down to the next floor and turned the corner, a thug in a T-shirt glared menacingly at Lin Yifeng and his group at the stairwell.

Meng Ran frowned as he looked at the black cloths the group was carrying.

The two groups stared at each other, the tension palpable, while the men behind the man seemed eager to make their move.

Meng Ran immediately shielded Lin Yifeng behind her and began reaching for her waist.

Just then, Zhang Jisheng walked over with a grin and waved to the group.

"Behave yourselves."

"This is our guest."

"Don't scare the guests."

Upon seeing Zhang Jisheng, the thugs bowed and scraped, hurriedly apologizing to Lin Yifeng and his companions.

Meng Ran was also somewhat at a loss due to the attitude of the group of people in front of her.

One of the thugs noticed the blood on Zhang Jisheng's lips and hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief to hand it to him.

Zhang Jisheng moved his mouth, wiped his wound with a handkerchief, and pointed to the room in the distance.

"there."

"Take care of it."

"I'm going to take my guests to discuss business later."

The group of thugs all nodded and went to the door.

A short while later, Lin Yifeng and the others, who were standing at the far end of the corridor, saw the group of people take off the black cloths they were holding.

One after another, gleaming machetes were exposed.

Fearing that the scene to come would make Lin Yifeng and his men uncomfortable, Zhang Ji hurriedly led them upstairs to wait for his men to finish dealing with the situation.

Lin Yifeng looked at the underling knocking on the door and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

In these days, Hong Kong is no less chaotic than the mainland.

Street fights like this are common occurrences, not to mention that these people themselves don't have a simple background.

Especially for corporate people like Zhang Jisheng, those who actually work in this industry are all somewhat connected with this group of people.

Another group of people had worked in these fields before entering the film and television industry.

Lin Yifeng was already used to this kind of situation.

A short while later, a commotion arose downstairs.

Not only that, but the fighting, shouting, and pleas continued unabated.