Shen Dong did not listen to Han Bin and Chen Yao's argument.
He walked into the street, looked at the bloodstains on the ground, and sighed deeply.
Human life is as worthless as grass!
This world, composed of countless Hong Kong films, felt cruel even to Shen Dong, a former detective in his past life.
In the struggle for territory, the death toll tonight could very well exceed five or even eight thousand, with at least one-tenth of them being caused by Shen Dong and his men.
There's no way around it; if you don't kill someone, they'll kill you.
Shen Dong is not a saint, nor is he the Buddha who cut off his own flesh to feed the eagle. What he wants to do is become a business tycoon and make life better for the people around him.
But how difficult it is to achieve this.
You must understand that this is a real world, and everyone here is a person with flesh and blood and thoughts.
To think you can become the world's richest person as easily as the protagonists in those online novels from my past life is utter nonsense.
Shen Dong's current power is not strong enough; he doesn't even have the ability to transcend Hung Hing yet.
However, he is confident that with just two years of development, he will be able to embark on a smooth path to success.
"Brother Dong, the casualty count is out," Ahua said softly as he walked over.
When the fight broke out, Shen Dong didn't let Ahua, the head housekeeper, get involved.
He needs someone to handle the logistical work.
Ahua is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.
Shen Dong snapped out of his daze and asked, "How much?"
Ahua said, "Twenty-six brothers died and two hundred and thirty-two were injured. They have all been sent to the hospital."
Shen Dong nodded and said, "Give each of the twenty-six brothers 300,000 Hong Kong dollars. Arrange work immediately for those who need it. Each of the more than two hundred injured brothers will be rewarded with 50,000 after their injuries improve. Each of the other brothers who participated in the fight will be rewarded with 30,000."
Ahua touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "Brother Dong, this will probably cost more than 40 million."
Shen Dong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about this little bit of money. Two thousand versus ten thousand, a head-on defeat of Hongtai. Just watch, no one will dare to easily attack us in the future. Even Jiang Tiansheng will stop suppressing us. This is called subduing the enemy without fighting. I estimate that we will have at least a year to develop. And after a year, our strength will be ten times stronger than it is now. All of this was earned by our brothers with their lives. A mere forty million is nothing."
Ahua said sincerely, "I understand. Brother Dong, compared to you, my vision and perspective are really too limited."
Shen Dong chuckled and said, "From a clueless hoodlum to the head steward who manages the food, drink, and daily needs of thousands of people, you've grown incredibly fast. Hehe, anyway, I can't live without you for a single day now."
Ahua said, "As long as you don't think I'm stupid, I'll go and get busy."
Shen Dong nodded and said, "Go."
The situation in Mong Kok has calmed down, but the fighting in Tsim Sha Tsui is raging.
The police-mandated time frame is from 11 a.m. to 4 p.m., only five hours.
Once the territory is decided within these five hours, it cannot be changed in the short term.
Given the scale of the gang conflict, the police would absolutely not allow it to happen twice within a month.
Therefore, whether it was Hung Hing or the three major triads, they all fought very bravely.
Time flies, and it's already four o'clock.
The police were mobilized and arrested more than two hundred thugs who were blinded by rage and still fighting like idiots.
Li Wenbin once again invited the leaders of the four major gangs to the conference room.
"Gentlemen, preliminary estimates indicate that more than 12,000 people have been injured or killed tonight. The hospital morgues and beds are already full. What are your thoughts on this news?" Li Wenbin said calmly.
The camel said, "When fighting for territory, death and injury are inevitable."
Uncle Mei chimed in, "Camel is right. If you're going to be in this world, you have to be prepared to fail. If you're afraid of dying, you should just find a job somewhere."
Li Wenbin laughed in anger, saying, "As expected of a big shot in the underworld, your heart is harder than stone."
Jiang Tiansheng asked, "Li sir, what's the current situation with Hung Hing?"
Lian Haolong, Camel, and Uncle Mei all looked at Li Wenbin at the same time.
Li Wenbin said coldly, "Your Hung Hing is very capable in fighting, especially that guy named Shen Dong. Two thousand against ten thousand, and you still managed to cause nearly two thousand casualties among the three major triads. However, no matter how capable Shen Dong is, it's useless. His territory in Mong Kok was taken away, and your Hung Hing has also lost half of its territory in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"Depend on."
Jiang Tiansheng, who was usually so refined, couldn't help but curse out loud.
The camel laughed heartily and said, "I knew we would win."
Li Wenbin said with a mocking expression, "Three against one and you've come to this mess, what's there to be happy about? Do you know how many people from your Tung Sing gang have died? Not to mention the petty thugs, just three of your so-called gang leaders have died: one named Hengmei, one named Feizaiping, and another named Sihai. By the way, Feizaiping's territory in Tin Shui Wai was taken away. I really don't know if your Tung Sing gang has won or lost?"
"Bang"
The camel slammed its fist on the table and roared, "Who did this?"
Li Wenbin seemed to be very clear about the battle situation, saying, "Fei Zai Ping was ambushed by Shen Dong's men's planes and was hacked to pieces. Si Hai had his arm cut off by Chen Haonan and bled to death. As for Heng Mei, his death was even more tragic. He probably thought he was pretty good, so he formed an eight-man team with two other gangs to try to kill Shen Dong. In the end, four of them died and four escaped."
Lian Haolong's expression changed, and he quickly asked, "Who died?"
Li Wenbin said, "Go back and investigate yourselves. This turf dispute ends here. Anyone who dares to start another fight will be punished severely. Do you four understand?"
Camel stood up and said, "We know the rules. Officer Li, may we leave now?"
Li Wenbin gestured for them to leave, and the four of them left the meeting room one by one.
A massive melee thus came to an end.
Upon returning to Central, Chiang Tin-sang immediately convened the Hung Hing Party meeting.
Seeing the prince wrapped up like a mummy, Jiang Tiansheng asked with concern, "What's going on?"
The prince said, "It's nothing, I just got stabbed a few times."
Fatty Li said sarcastically, "Mr. Jiang, we fought with them for more than three hours, but some people are hiding in Mong Kok and won't come out. They really have no sense of loyalty."
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