Lin Dong's tone was calm, but his words carried a strong sense of dominance:
"Fair bidding is fine, but please don't resort to underhanded tactics."
"Otherwise, we'll take as many of their people as they come!"
Du Yupeng shook his head: "Sigh... Macau is about to change!"
"Isn't it good that things have changed? Director Du, look, Wan Chai has changed its leadership, hasn't the security improved a lot?" Lin Dong chuckled.
"That's true, but Macau isn't under my jurisdiction, so I can only watch from the sidelines..."
"Director Du, I think that's not the case. If it really has nothing to do with your Hong Kong Island police, then why send so many Organized Crime and Triad Bureau officers across the harbor?"
"Uh? This... this is just at the request of the Haojiang Police Station, sending some people over there to prevent the situation from getting out of control."
Du Yupeng was extremely embarrassed after Lin Dong exposed him.
"It doesn't matter. Whether or not to start a war depends on the choice between the Chao Gang and the Zhu Lian Gang."
Lin Dong chuckled softly:
“If they bid honestly and fairly, then there’s still room for negotiation. But if they try to use underhanded tactics, then we’ll have to fight.”
"Hmph! Mr. Lin, you gangsters have rules, but we police don't?" Zhong Weide sneered.
“It’s alright, everyone just follows the rules and see who has the last laugh,” Zhang Ziqiang interjected.
"Mr. Lin, please make your final statement." Zhong Weide stopped arguing and looked at Lin Dong.
“It’s very simple. Ziqiang is the head of the Hong Kong Dragon Gang. His meaning is my meaning.”
“Very well, I understand, Mr. Lin. The battle for the Macau gaming licenses begins tomorrow, and I truly don’t want everyone to turn on each other and end up disrupting the rules…”
After saying this, Zhong Weide got up and took his leave.
The outcome of today's negotiations was unsatisfactory.
Ling and Du, who accompanied them, were also powerless to help.
After all, they were both just bystanders in this matter.
"Director Zhong, please take care. Before we part, I might as well say a few more words."
Lin Dong stood up to see the guest off.
“Mr. Lin, please speak.” Zhong Weide turned around and listened attentively.
"The rules of the martial arts world are never made by talking. How can you set rules if you don't subdue people by fighting?"
As Lin Dong spoke, a confident and cold smile appeared on his lips.
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