Inside a private room in a dance hall in Kwun Tong.
In the dim, flashing lights and jarring, chaotic music, Dee Wei embraced two heavily made-up dancers, enjoying massages of their private parts.
At this moment, a henchman pushed open the door and sat opposite Di Wei, saying, "Brother Wei, that Yang Sheng is really cocky. He actually went to Fule Restaurant and set up several tables to celebrate his great victory in the ring. Each table had a grouper. He's really extravagant."
Dewey shuddered and pushed the two dancers aside.
Lighting a cigarette, Diwei squinted and said, "Young man, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Do you think Hong Shenglian is so easy to mess with? The more you jump around, the faster you'll die!"
Those three old guys are holding onto their positions and won't let go. Newcomers want to take over, so who should step down?
He wants to open his own shaman's shop? Maybe in his next life!
Despite saying that, Di Wei still harbored a hidden jealousy towards Yang Sheng.
Back then, how much did Diwei do for Hong Shenglian? How many streets did he conquer? How many benefits did he give those three old guys in exchange for this position as a Red Pole?
As a result, this kid accumulated such great prestige in just a few days, and even had a chance to become a Double Flower Red Pole, which made Di Wei feel a little uncomfortable.
Of course, the main reason was his fear of Yang Sheng.
The three elders have controlled Hung Shing Lian for decades, turning a direct descendant of the Hung Society into its current state of decline. Of course, they don't care about the society's future or what will happen to the next generation.
In fact, Uncle Chang had already sent his son to study in the UK, and every year he would launder a large portion of his income and send it to the UK.
Uncle Chang and Diwei had already reached a tacit understanding that once Uncle Chang completely stepped down a few years later, the position of the head of the gang would naturally belong to Diwei.
Of course, this is on the premise that no one can become a "red stick" and compete with him.
Hong Shenglian is, after all, a direct descendant of the Hongmen, and there are some rules he still needs to abide by.
For example, only those holding a high-ranking position, such as "Red Pole" or above, can be in charge of a leadership position.
Therefore, Dee Wey absolutely would not allow anyone to become a Red Pole before he took over as the leader of the gang.
At this moment, the underling added, "By the way, Brother Wei, One-Eyed Leopard just called and said he wants to meet you privately."
Diwei frowned slightly: "One-Eyed Leopard? What does he want from me? Does he want to demand an explanation from Hong Shenglian on behalf of Feng Le?"
"Then he went to find Uncle Chang. Why did he come to me?"
The strength of the Wo Lian was no stronger than that of the Hung Sheng Lian, and now that they had lost a Double Flower Red Stick, even Di Wei didn't take them seriously.
After thinking for a moment, Diwei said, "Tell One-Eyed Leopard that I'll wait for him here. If he has the guts, he can come alone."
Two hours later, One-Eyed Leopard entered the private room and sat down in front of Diwei with an air of superiority.
"Ah Wei, I heard that one of your underlings in Hong Shenglian is throwing a banquet at a restaurant to celebrate his great victory. Why didn't he invite you, the senior boss, to go?"
Diwei said calmly, "I'm not his boss, why would I go and join in the fun?"
Brother Leopard, you didn't come to see me just to sow discord within my Hong Sheng Lian organization, did you?
"Feng Le was beaten to death by Yang Sheng. If you want justice, go find Lao Ding. What are you doing coming to me?"
Wo Lian is just a small society, one of the societies that starts with the character "Wo".
The Wo Hop To triad, the progenitor of the Wo-character triads, was arguably the largest triad in Hong Kong. However, after reaching its peak, it declined, with its leaders splitting into dozens of triads.
For example, Wo Yee Hing, which is now one of the top three community organizations in Hong Kong, was originally a split from Wo Hop To.
Although the Alliance is also one, its strength has always been very weak.
One-Eyed Leopard was just a nobody. He lost an eye while saving the previous gang leader, and later became his godfather, which is how he got the position.
Diwei's position as a Red Pole was earned through his own hard work, so he looked down on One-Eyed Leopard and wasn't very polite in his speech.
One-Eyed Leopard wasn't angry. Instead, he asked in a deep voice, "Awei, aren't you wondering why I insisted on having Ale fight this match?"
The strength of the alliance is undeniable; even if I were to get Ah Le into the top ten, it wouldn't make a difference.
Besides, in terms of skill, your Hung Shing-lin, that bastard, is a standard double-ranked red stick. Ah Lok's chances of beating him are slim. Why bother with this round?
Upon hearing what One-Eyed Leopard said, Diwei immediately sensed that something was amiss.
Feng Le's performance that night was indeed a bit strange, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He just thought that Feng Le was clueless and thought he could beat Yang Sheng with those underhanded and despicable methods.
"Why?"
Dewey sat up straight.
The one-eyed leopard squinted his single eye and said in a deep voice, "Because Ah Le's role is not for ranking at all! It's to make way for others after he gets into the top fifty."
The Dragon City Championship is held every three days after the top 50 fighters enter the competition, supposedly to allow them to rest and recuperate.
That's only assuming there's no injury. Once injured, how can one possibly recover in less than ten days to half a month?
However, the tournament cannot be held once a month; it must wait until everyone is at their peak before competing.
Therefore, fighters from large gangs try their best to win in the ring without getting injured, even though the probability of that is very small.
If Ah Le makes it into the top 50, he'll be moved to make way for someone else in the next round.
"Who are we making way for?"
Dewey was somewhat surprised.
One-Eyed Leopard was at least a gang leader, and Feng Le was a double-flower red stick.
Now they're faking it in the arena to be used as a stepping stone for others. Just who is this guy?
One-Eyed Leopard laughed and said, "Which gang in Hong Kong would let me do this?"
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