One of the burly middle-aged men turned around and gave an order.

Five men in suits stood silently in two groups on either side of the living room door, their faces stern.

Judging from their stance and demeanor, they must be highly trained police elites.

"Mr. Lin, I've brought two friends here for a visit today. I apologize for disturbing you."

Ling Qianyi was not angry at Lin Dong's arrogance. He was joking, not to mention that he was Lin Dong's follower.

Given Boss Lin's current status in the underworld, how could these two police officers compare to him?

"It's alright, everyone please make yourselves at home, and have some tea!"

Lin Dong gestured for them to sit down and called for the nanny to serve tea.

The three guests settled down and then looked at Zhang Ziqiang, who remained seated.

"This is... Boss Zhang from the Dragon Gang?" Ling Qianyi asked.

"That's me. Please continue your conversation. I'll be right outside."

Zhang Ziqiang cupped his hands in greeting and was about to get up and leave.

"Ziqiang, please sit down. What we're about to discuss is likely related to the recent situation in Macau. Please listen."

Lin Dong raised his hand to stop him.

"Okay." Zhang Ziqiang sat down again.

"Right, now that Boss Zhang is here, the conversation will go much smoother, hehe..."

Ling Qianyi picked up the freshly served tea, took a sip, and smiled:

"Mr. Lin, let me introduce you. This is Director Du Yupeng of the Cross-border Security Division of the Hong Kong Island Police Station."

"This gentleman is Chung Wai-tak, the head of the Special Operations Division of the Hou Kong Police Station."

Two middle-aged men politely nodded to Lin Dong; the more burly one was Zhong Weide.

"What brings you two from so far away today?"

Since the other party had come to him, Lin Dong didn't want to beat around the bush and asked directly what their purpose was.

Zhong Weide was taken aback, not expecting Lin Dong to be so blunt and get straight to the heart of the matter.

“Mr. Lin, I am just accompanying you today. Please let Director Zhong handle the specifics.”

Du Yupeng, who is about 40 years old and somewhat thin, said with a smile in a calm voice.

"Director Zhong?" Lin Dong looked at Zhong Weide.

“Mr. Lin, our demands from the Haojiang police are very simple. We hope that you will prioritize the overall situation and withdraw your bid for the English Casino.”

Zhong Weide cleared his throat and spoke slowly and deliberately, his expression serious and earnest.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziqiang's expression immediately changed, turning extremely gloomy.

Damn it, those bastards at the Haojiang Police Station, seeing that the situation is getting out of control, are they trying to force me to step in?