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"Just received it. A company called 'Xinhao Construction' in the northern part of the bay has been buying up large amounts of abandoned old land in the past two weeks at ridiculously high prices. It's definitely not normal!"
"We checked the shareholder backgrounds, and one person had previously been affiliated with the Red Wolf Society!"
Xu Lang nodded.
"Do the Red Wolf Society members dare to show their faces again?"
"They're not coming out openly; they've changed their identities and are operating under different names!"
Who else is behind this?
"We haven't found anything yet, but 'Xinhao Construction' has been making rapid cash flow these past few days, as if they're preparing for something!"
"They have already acquired four plots of land in the north of the bay, one of which is located right at a node of our new logistics route!"
Xu Lang paused for a moment, then casually took the document and glanced at the map location.
"These people aren't interested in doing business; they're trying to cut off our supply lines!"
“Now that several of our new routes have started to turn a profit, they want to manipulate the land to indirectly cut off our transit points for supplying goods to the north of the bay!”
He closed the documents and stood up.
"This isn't demolition, this isn't speculation, this is outright robbery!"
"They don't believe we'd actually dare to do it again!"
"Then let's try again!"
He didn't hold a meeting or issue a notice; instead, he made a phone call and summoned Wang Jianjun and Lei Yaoyang over.
Ten minutes later, the two entered the office, and Xu Lang placed the map on the coffee table...
"Xinhao Construction owns four plots of land in the northern part of the bay, and this one of them is right next to our landline!"
"You two go there tonight, lead the team, seal off the area first, then we'll talk!"
"Tell them we won't demolish it, but they have to move it!"
"If they don't move, we'll stop construction in that area of Bay North tomorrow!"
"We can afford to lose money for a month, but their tens of millions will be completely wasted!"
"Let them make a choice!"
Wang Jianjun nodded, while Lei Yaoyang casually folded the map and stuffed it into his coat pocket.
The two turned and left without asking another question.
At night, the area in front of the "Xinhao Construction" headquarters in Wanbei was filled with unlicensed taxis.
Lei Yaoyang led his men to seal off the entrance first, while Wang Jianjun deployed the outer perimeter blockade from behind. More than 4.0 elite members of the Dongxing Gang were distributed around several street corners around the company. They all wore masks and left no identification, but they were neatly arranged and imposing.
Several managers from "Xinhao Construction" were celebrating in the conference room when they heard that the downstairs area had been sealed off. They assumed it was a fire department inspection, but when they went outside and saw the people from Dongxing, their faces turned pale.
Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Lei Yaoyang handed over a piece of paper with three points written on it:
Chapter 649 Move or Die
1. The land will be reclaimed, and Tung Sing is willing to repurchase it at the original price;
Second: The construction plan is terminated immediately, and the contract termination fee shall be borne by Dongxing.
Third: If construction continues, it will be considered an obstacle to Tung Sing's existing business, and the consequences will be borne by the party concerned.
The three points were few in number, but each word carried weight.
One of the shareholders of "Xinhao" tried to stall, saying he would hire a lawyer and meet with the contract lawyer. Before he could finish speaking, Wang Jianjun invited him into a van. When he returned ten minutes later, his face had changed.
In less than half an hour, several people signed the papers and withdrew from the entire operation.
When the news reached the main hall, Xu Lang was sitting at the coffee table drinking tea.
He showed no sign of joy, and simply spoke:
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"These are their bones; they can't muster the strength, nor do they have the guts to gnaw on them!"
"Everyone says Tung Sing is ruthless, and that's exactly right!"
"If we're not ruthless, they'll just keep coming in waves!"
"I want them to know that we at Tung Sing live by our lives, not by favors!"
"I won't repay those favors you've shown me!"
"I'll set the rules, you who follow them!"
"But if anyone doesn't even respect the rules, then don't blame me for tearing them up!"
After that night, all "independent land parcel" projects in the northern part of the bay came to a standstill, and the rumors circulating in the market about "new capital entering the market" quickly died down.
Taking advantage of the momentum from the clearing operation, Xu Lang also seized two local building materials transfer stations, opening up all cargo routes from Wanbei to North Point and forming a ring road blockade.
What does this mean? It means that Tung Sing has formed a complete closed loop in Hong Kong Island.
From the West Ring Road to the South Bay, from the North Bay to the East Ring Road, and then penetrating back through the Central Ring Road, all logistics, people flow, capital flow, project flow, and industrial chain can now circulate under the control of Dongxing.
This is not just a matter of territory, nor is it just a matter of money.
This is a matter of "discourse power".
From that day on, no one, no force, and no one who wanted to operate underground in Hong Kong could speak without Tung Sing.
If you want to do business, you have to go through Xu Lang's connections.
If you need to move goods, you have to check out Dongxing's warehouse.
If you want to do a project, you have to sign a contract with Dongxing.
If you don't sign, no one will dare to cooperate with you; if you sign, you have to abide by Tung Sing's rules.
This is the true throne.
Xu Lang didn't say he had won, because he knew that no one could completely win in Hong Kong forever.
He simply made sure that no one dared to touch a single hair on his head every single day he sat in that chair.
Anyone who tries to make a move will first lose their life, and then the entire gang's foundation.
Anyone who wants to play this game has to be able to afford it, otherwise they can get lost.
This road on Hong Kong Island is no longer a place that anyone can just come up to.
Every piece of land, every penny, and every brother of Tung Sing was fought for with blood and blood.
What Xu Lang needs to do is not to maintain the status quo, but to continue to move upwards.
He wants to make Tung Sing not just the leader of the underworld.
He wanted to ensure that all legitimate businesses on Hong Kong Island were tied to Tung Sing's business.
On that day, 663, no matter which conglomerate, chamber of commerce, or legitimate business owner mentions the name "Dongxing," they will all have to nod and be offered tea.
He has already walked half of this path.
Next, the blood will be drawn.
Three days after the "closed loop" was established, the flow of funds in all underground industries on Hong Kong Island showed a tendency to concentrate in Tung Sing.
The portion of the peripheral market that originally belonged to the Tianlong Society, Shuanglong Society, and even the Dongtiao Mountain branch of the secret forces was completely cut off; while the supply chain, distribution chain, security escort, chamber of commerce cooperation and other projects derived from Dongxing were fully launched.
This change may seem slow, but it is actually rapid and thorough.
Because no one dared to disobey.
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If you don't follow, it means you'll be isolated.
Being isolated is equivalent to being eliminated.
Xu Lang no longer personally intervenes in every operation, but everyone has to follow the "rules" he sets.
Anyone who dares to move outside the designated area will die.
At this time, a deeply hidden old triad in the southern part of Hong Kong Island resurfaced.
"Bai Li Tang!"
This is a truly old and established community.
Established earlier than Tung Sing, it started out by smuggling and dockworkers, and at one time controlled 30% of the water transport resources in southern Hong Kong Island.
Later, due to internal divisions, some people joined the Tianlong Society, some went overseas, some went to cleanse themselves of their past, and the rest disappeared.
But Xu Lang knew that they had never really died.
Over the years, there has always been a "water transport link" in the port business of Hong Kong Island, which has been under different company names, but the resources behind it have always been synchronized and interconnected. Even during the expansion of the Tung Sing gang, this link was never incorporated.
No one can say for sure whose line it is; all they know is that it's been running all along, and nobody dares to touch it.
And now, Bailitang has appeared at the end of this line.
Without being high-profile or arrogant, they quietly acquired an old dock warehouse and then privately negotiated a transportation business with several companies that had partnered with Dongxing, intending to enter the market under the guise of "third-party carrier".
As soon as the conversation ended, He Xigui set his sights on them.
Late that night, he placed a document on Xu Lang's desk.
“This ‘Yicheng Shipping’ appears to be a company registered in mainland China, but its legal representative has changed seven times and its address has changed four times in the past seven years. The person in charge of communication with them is always using a pseudonym!”
“Our people investigated for a week and found that they had a special shipment every month. The shipment was listed as electronic parts, but it was shipped from a refrigerated warehouse. The license plates were changed every time, and they only drove at night!”
"Following the route, we eventually discovered that the goods were not delivered to a warehouse, but to a private dock on the south side of Hong Kong Island!"
"And the person in charge of this shipyard is an old man in his seventies!"
"Call him Lin Fu!"
Xu Lang read the name aloud and put down his cigarette.
"Lin Fu!"
"The former deputy head of Bailitang went missing!"
"So he really didn't die!"