"The territory of the Chao Gang is not only in Hong Kong Island, but when it comes to making money, the English Casino in Macau is the place to be."

Jiang Zhongfa said mysteriously:

Do you know how...how much money English casinos make?

"Its daily profit is no less than... HK$30 million!"

"And that old guy Ou Chaoyuan, he actually managed to... he actually got 41% of Yingjili's shares."

"So... Boss Zhang, let me tell you, what is Wan Chai? Macau... is the most profitable branch of the Chao Gang."

When he got excited, Jiang Zhongfa's round, chubby face turned completely red.

"That's right, that's right... I never imagined that the Chaozhou gangs had such a golden nest as the Hong Kong English."

Zhang Ziqiang, whose life was intertwined with high-stakes gambling, had a gleaming eye.

He could almost see himself holding an AK, surrounded by his Dragon Gang brothers, standing in the very center of a luxurious casino in England.

From that moment on, Zhang Ziqiang transformed himself from a gambler who had lost hundreds of millions into the owner of the second largest casino in Macau...

"Boss Zhang, interested in making a bet?"

Jiang Zhongfa seemed to sense Zhang Ziqiang's restless intentions and quickly urged him on.

"How do we gamble?" Zhang Ziqiang raised an eyebrow.

"Of course it's a high-stakes gamble! We'll bet the entire casino in England!"

"This isn't easy, is it? Mr. Jiang, if you were Ou Chaoyuan, would you let go?"

"Of course not, and besides, the largest shareholder of England is the Bamboo Union Gang from Taiwan."

Hiss~

Upon hearing the name of the Bamboo Gang, even the fearless Zhang the Thief King gasped in shock.

"With the Bamboo Gang around, it will be even more difficult to deal with them."

“Perhaps it was before, but things are different now. The best opportunity... has arrived.” Jiang Zhongfa lowered his voice.

"Oh? What opportunity?"

"Boss Zhang, you...you come closer and I'll tell you everything slowly."

......

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Macau, English Casino.

53-year-old Ou Chaoyuan sat quietly in a traditional Chinese office with his eyes slightly closed.

The air conditioning in the room was set very low, so much so that even though Boss Ou was wearing an old-fashioned long-sleeved shirt, he still felt a slight chill.

Behind him stood four burly men, all of whom were skilled martial arts masters.

The room was quiet, and Ou Chaoyuan sat there quietly for a long time.

Everyone in the Chao Gang knows that their leader, besides being ruthless in his actions, has no hobbies and rarely goes out for entertainment.

Whenever something big happens, he always likes to lock himself in his room and think things through calmly on his own...

"Tap tap tap..."

At that moment, a crisp knock sounded on the office door.

A burly man standing behind Ou Chaoyuan walked over without a word and opened the door.

A short, stout, middle-aged man with a fleshy face then walked in.

He calmly walked up to Ou Chaoyuan and softly called out, "Master Chao!"

Ou Chaoyuan slowly opened his slightly closed eyes and nodded:

"Master Dong, you've arrived?"

"Brother Chao, Wan Chai has fallen, and many of our brothers have been killed or wounded. I've been busy dealing with this matter for the past two days."

Upon hearing the words "Wan Chai," Ou Chaoyuan, whose expression had remained relatively calm, suddenly had a glint in his eyes.

His right cheek, marked with a light-colored scar, twitched rapidly a few times.

"Have the brothers' resettlement expenses been settled?"

"Master Chao, everything is arranged... Our losses this time have been quite significant!"

Wu Zhidong, known in the underworld as "Master Dong," said in a deep voice.

"The path of the martial world is fraught with bloodshed and danger, every step fraught with peril. Alas... how can everything possibly go smoothly?"

Ou Chaoyuan gestured for his advisor to sit down in the east, and began to express his heartfelt feelings:

"What a pity for Atao. He came to me when he was 18, and we've weathered so many storms over the years, who would have thought..."

"Brother Chao, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Although Brother Tao is gone this time, he has not disgraced our Chao Gang."

The advisor, Dong, also sighed softly.

The death of Guo Tao, the "Tiger of Wan Chai," shocked the Hong Kong underworld, and for the Chao Gang, it was an immeasurable loss.

When Guo Tao was in charge, Wan Chai was always the second largest source of income for the Chao Gang.

Now that Wan Chai is lost, one of the two tigers of the Chao Gang is gone.

As the leader, how could Ou Chaoyuan not be heartbroken and angry?

However, he has always been very shrewd and prefers to plan things out before acting.

Unlike typical gangsters, they don't resort to violence and bloodshed at the drop of a hat.

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war, so be it!"

Ou Chaoyuan suppressed his grief and exhaled a long breath.

"Master Dong, have you found all the people I asked you to find?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Chao, everything is arranged. This time, they've sent six A-level assassins."

The advisor, Dong, bowed slightly and said in a confident tone:

“With them around, Zhang Ziqiang and Ye Zhihuan won’t live more than three days.”

"Hmm, very good!"

Ou Chaoyuan relaxed his tense body and slowly leaned back in his chair:

"Also, bring back some more heavy equipment so the brothers can carry it with them all the time; they might need it."

"Understood. This time, in addition to pistols, we also brought back 50 AK-47s and 500 hand grenades."

Feeling the air conditioning in the room getting colder, Master Dong unconsciously shrank his neck:

"Master Chao, if there's nothing else, I'll go and get back to work."

"Okay, go ahead, and don't forget to keep a close eye on the Dragon Gang." Ou Chaoyuan raised his eyelids slightly.

"I know."

With that, the clerk got up and walked towards the door.

Just as I reached the door, Ou Chaoyuan's voice came from behind me again:

"Ah Dong, help me make an appointment with Boss Chen of the Bamboo Gang on Taiwan Island."

"In seven days, the three gambling licenses in Macau will be re-tendered. It would be best if our two companies met in advance to discuss this."

"Yes!" Master Dong replied, pushed open the door, and went out.

Ou Chaoyuan, the leader of the Chao Gang

......

At the same time, on Hong Kong Island, across the water from the Pearl River Estuary, stood the Joy Hotel in Central.

Lin Dong, who was lying on the king-size bed in a guest room on the 56th floor, suddenly opened his eyes with alarm.

His gaze fell on the tightly closed wooden door of the guest room.

The uninvited guest who had just reached the door walked very quietly.

But no matter how careful the person was, how could they possibly escape Boss Lin's keen senses?

Lin Dong's X-ray vision passed through the door and landed on the person who came in.

Upon seeing the man's face clearly, even the usually composed Boss Lin couldn't help but feel a jolt of fear.

"How could it be her? What's she doing here?"