"Bang"
Thirteen Sister slammed her hand on the table and started cursing, "Fatty Li, how dare you say that? How many times have Ah Bin and I called you for backup? And what did you do? Did you send a single person?"
Chen Yao coughed and said, "Thirteenth Sister, the situation was unclear at the time, and no one could be sure whether the other side used a diversionary tactic?"
Thirteen Sister sneered, "Yes, you're afraid of being lured away from the mountain, and so are we. Then let's not talk about each other. Damn it, if I hear anyone gossiping again, don't blame me for turning my back on you."
Jiang Tiansheng said, "Stop. This meeting isn't for us to blame each other. Thirteen Sister, it was my decision to protect our territory in Tsim Sha Tsui. If you want to blame someone, blame me."
Shen Dong said, "Mr. Jiang, that's not what Thirteen Sister meant. She just felt it was a pity. The three major triads had a clear goal: to use their numerical advantage to take down Mong Kok first, and then attack Tsim Sha Tsui. If everyone had been able to gather in Mong Kok at that time, we might have been able to defeat them."
“Brother Yao called us before and asked us to go and help out in Tsim Sha Tsui. We didn’t go not out of spite, but because we really didn’t have the ability. Take me for example, two thousand against ten thousand, it’s already a miracle that I survived.”
Jiang Tiansheng laughed and said, "I heard about it inside. You, Ah Dong, defeated many with few men, not only breaking through the encirclement but also single-handedly killing four leaders from three major triads. You really showed the might of Hung Hing. Come on, Ah Dong, tell me, who were those eight so-called experts?"
Ahua said, "Let me explain. These eight masters are Situ Haonan, Hengmei, and Kele from Dongxing; Axiang and Dalong from Hongtai; and Tianhong, Aheng, and Awu from Zhongyixin. Brother Dong fought against eight of them and killed Hengmei, Axiang, Dalong, and Awu. The other four saw how powerful Brother Dong was and all fled in panic."
"Holy crap, is this for real?"
"The Eight-Sided Sword of Zhongyi Xintianhong is known as the unparalleled sword of Hong Kong Island, but I didn't expect it to be so useless."
"Hengmei is one of Dongxing's strongest fighters. Could he have been drinking too much?"
"It's not that they're too bad, it's that Ah Dong is too strong."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion.
Jiang Tiansheng's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with shock.
These eight people are no ordinary characters, especially Tianhong, who is practically invincible throughout Hong Kong Island.
Situ Haonan and Hengmei are also veteran members of the Dongxing gang, and their strength is very powerful.
It's unbelievable that so many people working together couldn't defeat Shen Dong. Just how strong is Shen Dong?
If he is determined to kill me, then who in the entire Hong Kong Island can save him?
Thinking of this, Jiang Tiansheng gasped.
Shen Dong said, "It's mainly because my weapon is good. I cut Tianhong's eight-sided Han sword in half with one strike."
Han Bin laughed and said, "Being able to cut through an eight-sided Han sword is not just due to the weapon. If the person is not good enough, no weapon will be enough to help."
Chiang Tin-sang said, "Ah Tung showed the spirit of Hung Hing, and the others also performed very well. Although we, Hung Hing, were outnumbered three to one, and lost some territory, we did not suffer a complete defeat as the outside world expected. We still occupy a lot of territory in Tsim Sha Tsui, Portland Street, and we even took Tin Shui Wai, making Yuen Long a single entity. This is all thanks to everyone. On behalf of Hung Hing, I thank you all."
After speaking, Jiang Tiansheng stood up and bowed.
All the hall masters were very sensible; none of them continued to sit, but all stood up.
Shen Dong found it utterly disgusting.
Jiang Tiansheng's words were all empty platitudes; he didn't mention the most important things like medical expenses, nutrition expenses, or resettlement expenses at all. So, they were of no use to the group of hall masters.
Han Bin had obviously thought of this as well, and after everyone was seated, he asked directly, "Mr. Jiang, our brothers have suffered heavy casualties. How will their medical expenses and resettlement allowances be handled?"
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Jiang Tiansheng.
Jiang Tiansheng looked at Chen Yao and asked, "Have you tallied how many of our Hung Hing brothers were killed or wounded?"
Chen Yao said, "We are currently compiling statistics. The number of injured is no less than six thousand, and the death toll is around seven hundred."
Tragic!
Even during the darkest period of Hong Kong Island ten years ago, such a large number of casualties was rare.
Unexpectedly, ten years later, so many people from Hung Hing died in just five hours.
Jiang Tiansheng said, "There are too many people. The company can only pay half, and the other half will be paid by each branch. From now on, each branch should not hand over its share to the company until the other half is paid off. Does anyone have any objections?"
"No."
After thinking about it, everyone felt that it wouldn't affect them much, it was just a temporary payment, so they all agreed.
Jiang Tiansheng asked, "Ah Yao, how much territory do we still have in Tsim Sha Tsui?"
Chen Yao took out a piece of paper and immediately gave a report.
After listening, Shen Dong couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for Chen Haonan and the Prince.
Despite having more than double the number of troops, they only lost a third of their territory, which is truly remarkable.
Of course, if it were Shen Dong who disregarded the losses and fought the opponent head-on, the final result would most likely be a Pyrrhic victory.
He simply didn't need to do that.
Jiang Tiansheng was very happy and said, "That's great. This time we really showed the spirit of Hung Hing."
Chan Ho-nam asked, "Mr. Chiang, what does the police mean? Are they going to make another call tomorrow night?"
Jiang Tiansheng said, "It's over now. The current outcome is the dividing line. Whoever dares to continue fighting, the police will take action against them."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
People come out into the world to make money, not to risk their lives.
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