"Hahaha, Uncle Mei, your life is yours to take."
Big D rushed up to Uncle Mei and slashed him across the head with his knife.
Uncle Mei quickly raised his knife to parry.
"choke"
The two blades clashed, producing a piercing sound and sparks flying.
Uncle Mei was getting old, and his explosive power was far inferior to Big D's. He staggered back five or six steps before regaining his balance.
"Damn, that's fierce."
Uncle Mei cursed and, while his men were holding off Big D, hurriedly ran backward.
For Uncle Mei, the leader of Hung Tai, no matter how good the territory in Tsim Sha Tsui was, it was not as important as his life.
After all, he's not short of money.
Even without his territory, he can still enjoy life.
But if I die, I'll only be able to sell salted duck eggs down there.
Uncle Mei's escape extinguished the fighting spirit of the entire Hongtai.
In less than ten minutes, apart from the dead bodies all over the streets, not a single one of Hong Tai's thugs could be found.
Big D raised his knife, laughed loudly, and said, "Brothers, from today onwards, Tsim Sha Tsui East is our territory."
"yeah."
The thugs from Wo Luen Shing cheered in unison.
"Pooh"
Looking at the smug-looking Big D, the plane spat on the ground and said disdainfully, "What's there to be proud of? It would be strange if they could have taken this place without us."
Feng Yuxiu sheathed his longsword and laughed, "Our mission is over, it's time to go."
"I really don't know how Jiang Tiansheng negotiated with Wo Luen Shing," the plane said indignantly. "We put in so much effort, but we didn't get any benefit at all."
Feng Yuxiu said, "Brother Dong said he can get three or four hundred thousand a month."
The plane rolled its eyes and said, "Does Brother Dong lack this little bit of money?"
Shen Dong's various businesses have all gotten on track, with monthly profits reaching as high as 30 to 40 million.
As a veteran of the gang, Fei Ji's monthly income reached over 300,000, so he wouldn't care about such a small share.
Just then, Shen Dong walked over, protected by Li Jie and Tian Yangsheng.
"Ah Dong, where did you go? I can't see you!" Big D asked.
Shen Dong smiled and said, "I'm not interested in fighting and killing right now. Things like seizing territory are usually handled by them."
Big D raised an eyebrow and said with a playful tone, "You're not afraid of dying, are you?"
The plane shouted, "What did you say?"
Li Jie and Tian Yangsheng, standing beside him, also wore angry expressions, their sharp gazes fixed on Big D.
Shen Dong waved his hand and said, "No need to be so sensitive, Big D is just joking with me."
Big D realized his words were somewhat inappropriate, and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Ah Dong, your men really have no sense of humor."
Shen Dong chuckled and said, "I often say the same thing to them. Big D, Hong Tai has been dealt with, we should be going too."
Big D extended his hand and said, "Ah Dong, thanks."
Looking at the blood on his hands, Shen Dong said irritably, "Is this how you thank me?"
Big D laughed heartily and said, "In a couple of days, I'll host a thank-you banquet to show my appreciation."
Shen Dong said, "That's more like it. Bye-bye."
Watching Shen Dong and the others leave, Da D's expression was extremely solemn.
The fighting prowess displayed by Shen Dong's men in the recent battle greatly shocked him.
If the two families were to fight, Big D felt that he would definitely be the loser.
Damn, this guy is terrifying.
Unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to offend him.
Big D thought to himself.
On the other side, the combined forces of Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing also achieved victory.
The two clubs mobilized almost their entire force, bringing the total number of members to a staggering seven thousand.
They attacked from both the north and south, preventing the Dongxing men from covering both ends.
After losing two gang leaders and a large number of his underlings, Camel had no choice but to lead his remaining troops back to his own territory.
Little did he know that his territory had already been razed to the ground by Chan Ho-nam and Tai Fei with their men.
The camel was enraged, and the two sides fought again.
As more and more of Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing's underlings gathered, Camel dared not linger in battle and had no choice but to flee in panic with his men.
When Shen Dong arrived, Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing were cleaning up the battlefield.
Han Bin asked, "Ah Dong, is everything going smoothly on your end?"
Shen Dong shrugged and said, "It went much more smoothly than we expected. Big D's men are very capable; we took care of Uncle Mei with ease."
Han Bin asked in surprise, "Did Uncle Mei go downstairs to sell salted duck eggs?"
Shen Dong laughed and said, "He was almost cleaved in two by Big D, but luckily the old guy ran fast enough."
Han Bin glanced around and, seeing no one was nearby, said softly, "Once we take over Tsim Sha Tsui, our cooperation with Wo Luen Shing will be over. From now on, Tsim Sha Tsui will be a three-way standoff, and I'm afraid there will be a lot of messy things to come."
Shen Dong understood what Han Bin meant.
Today, only three major triads remain in Tsim Sha Tsui: Hung Hing, Wo Luen Shing, and the Number Gang, forming a three-way balance of power.
Other messy little groups can only rely on them for survival.
This is like the Three Kingdoms of Wei, Shu, and Wu; peaceful coexistence was practically impossible.
Shen Dong laughed and said, "As long as we get our share of three or four hundred thousand every month, what does anything else have to do with us?"
Han Bin smiled and said, "That's true."
At four o'clock in the morning, Hung Hing leader Chiang Tin-sang convened another meeting.
Compared to yesterday, Jiang Tiansheng now gives everyone a sense of high spirits.
He first praised all the leaders to the skies, then said to Chen Yao, "Yao, have the casualty counts been tallied yet?"
Chen Yao said, "They've already come out. A total of 324 of our Hung Hing members were injured, and 38 died. The medical expenses and compensation are about 20 million."
Jiang Tiansheng nodded and said, "Distribute the money first thing tomorrow morning."
Chen Yao said, "Understood."
Seeing their performance, Shen Dong snorted inwardly.
They pulled this stunt to deliberately curry favor with the hall masters.
Whether Jiang Tiansheng likes it or not, he has to fight for the company; that's the rule.
Otherwise, no one will help him next time.
None of the men who became leaders of Hung Hing were fools; they knew that Chiang Tin-sang's words meant there was more to the story.
Sure enough, Jiang Tiansheng changed the subject, saying, "As the saying goes, it's easy to conquer a city but hard to defend it. The Crown Prince doesn't have many men, so managing such a large territory as Tsim Sha Tsui will be quite difficult. My suggestion is to send two hundred men from each branch to help guard it. Once the Crown Prince has gathered enough men, these men can be withdrawn. What do you all think?"
Upon hearing this, everyone wore expressions of profound ambiguity.
Everyone knew that their two hundred underlings would definitely fight to the death, especially since the territory was newly acquired and the situation was very unstable. Dongxing or Hongtai might come to take it over.
In that case, these underlings might become the first cannon fodder in the next war.
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