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"Let's go see what kind of show these clowns are putting on!"
Hong Wentong grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
The Dongxing Gang acted quickly. Before evening, Xu Lang, along with Hong Wentong, He Xigui, and about a dozen Alpha Special Forces members totaling 540, quietly left the house and headed straight for Tongluo Wharf.
Under the cover of night, the lights at Causeway Wharf were dim, and the sea breeze made the tarpaulins in the storage yard rustle.
Several leaders of the Golden Dragon Society, along with a group of henchmen, were smoking and laughing around a pile of old shipping containers, looking arrogant.
Big Tooth Li also arrived, wearing a floral shirt and a thick gold chain around his neck, looking all rich and powerful.
Xu Lang and his group didn't rush forward. Instead, they found a high spot some distance away and watched the group of people below jump.
He Xigui glanced at the binoculars a few times and whispered.
"Brother Lang, these good-for-nothings look pretty smug!"
Xu Lang chuckled, his voice cold.
"Let them be smug for a while. Don't rush them; the higher a dog jumps, the harder it falls!"
Hong Wentong stroked his chin and chuckled twice.
Time passed by, and the people below became more and more excited as they talked about how to steal supplies from the Tung Sing gang, how to poach people from Tung Sing, and how to gradually kick Tung Sing out of Wan Chai.
Hearing this, even Hong Wentong couldn't help but frown.
"Brother Lang, should we just charge down and take them all out?"
Xu Lang waved his hand, his eyes filled with amusement.
"What's the rush? I haven't heard enough yet!"
A few minutes later, the group took a few sips of alcohol and started swearing without restraint.
"The East Star Gang is a paper tiger; Xu Lang will be finished sooner or later!"
"Right! What Alpha? Bullshit! If they were really that capable, why haven't they made a move yet?"
"If we strike tonight, we'll smash up two of their nightclubs tomorrow and let Hong Kong know who's in charge!"
Upon hearing this, Hong Wentong sneered.
"You're fucking asking for it!"
Xu Lang pressed his temples and sighed.
"Old Tong!"
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"Get down there and break their legs. Don't make a scene. If the wind in Hong Kong stirs up any ripples tonight, I'll hold you responsible!"
Hong Wentong grinned, snapped his fingers, and the Alpha team members around him quickly separated and silently surrounded him from all corners.
Within two minutes, a muffled groan and a low growl came from below.
Before the Golden Dragon Society's underlings could react, their hands and feet were broken by the kicks. Big Tooth Li tried to run away while covering his head, but was kicked to the ground and cried out in pain.
Xu Lang slowly walked down the platform and stepped in front of the group of people.
The leader of the Golden Dragon Society lay on the ground, his face swollen like a pig's head. When he saw Xu Lang approaching, he was so frightened that he scrambled to his feet.
"Brother Lang! It's a misunderstanding! We didn't mean to cause trouble!"
Xu Lang squatted down, patted his face, and smiled gently.
"Misunderstanding? I heard you two arguing quite enthusiastically just now!"
The man was trembling all over and kept begging for mercy.
Xu Lang stood up and said coldly.
"Consider tonight's incident a lesson for you all."
Go back and tell those idiots who want to cause trouble—the Tung Sing Gang is not dead yet.
Want to eat my flesh? First, ask yourself if your teeth are strong enough!
Chapter 512 Victory is no accident!
After saying that, Xu Lang turned and left, and the Alpha Special Forces behind him retreated like wolves.
Hong Wentong followed with a low laugh.
"Brother Lang, tonight's show is enough to make them drink a few jugs when they get home!"
Xu Lang lit a cigarette and coldly exhaled a smoke ring.
Take your time, don't rush.
I want to see who can hold out until the very end!
It was almost midnight when the Tung Sing gang returned to their headquarters.
Xu Lang returned to his office, took off his coat, tossed it onto the sofa, lit a cigarette, and leaned back in his chair to smoke.
Hong Wentong, He Xigui, and Aji entered one after another, each with an excited expression on their face.
"Brother Lang, these punks are probably going to wet their pants tonight!"
Hong Wentong grinned, his eyes narrowing as he smiled.
Xu Lang had a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes indifferent.
"Wetting your pants is nothing; whether you can get up and talk tomorrow is what really matters!"
He Xigui leaned against the door and gave a cold snort.
"We've already spread the word that tonight's incident, which will be kept anonymous, will cause a huge uproar in Hong Kong by tomorrow morning!"
Xu Lang nodded.
"Okay, tell Lei Yaoyang and the others to keep an eye on Wan Chai. If there's any big commotion, take pictures."
Let's not interfere; let these punks cause trouble on their own!
Hong Wentong immediately understood, took out his phone, and made arrangements.
The smell of smoke in the office grew stronger, but the atmosphere became more and more relaxed.
Xu Lang, with a cigarette between his fingers, casually asked a question.
"What other noises are going on outside?"
He Xigui grinned, his voice filled with excitement.
"Brother Lang, the Dafa gang is making some moves too. I heard that Cai Dafa has recently recruited a lot of local small gangs and plans to join forces to steal our logistics business in the North District!"
Xu Lang exhaled a puff of smoke, his face expressionless.
"Is he still alive?"
Hong Wentong responded with a smile.
"I'm alive, but I'm dying."
The Yakuza gave him a little taste of success, and now he's got a grudge from when we took care of him. He's got some trouble and wants to cause some trouble!
Xu Lang chuckled softly.
"Fleas are normal to hop around, but they're also easy to step on and kill!"
He Xigui licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming.
"Brother Lang, how about we let Ah Ji lead the team and have the various branches of the Da Fa Gang fight each other?"
Xu Lang stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, and stretched.
"No rush, take your time playing."
Tell Ah Ji's men to keep an eye on them. Keep a close eye on them, and we can deal with them when they've finished fighting amongst themselves!
He Xigui nodded repeatedly.
Hong Wentong suddenly frowned, as if he had remembered something.
"By the way, Brother Lang, there's a new face lately, Lu Jiadong, from the mainland. He's making it big quickly. I heard he's got a few nightclubs in Tsuen Wan and has some connections with the Shuanglong Gang!"
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Xu Lang sat back down in his chair, his expression indifferent.
"Lu Jiadong? What kind of person is he?"
Hong Wentong flipped through the documents in his hand.
“I used to work in mainland China, but somehow I ended up in Hong Kong. I have connections, a little money, and I’m pretty ruthless.”
We recently recruited two or three local small groups; they've been quite quick!
Xu Lang tapped the table lightly.
"Nine times out of ten, this kind of person has someone backing them up!"
He Xigui interjected.
"It could be the Yamaguchi-gumi, or it could be other overseas conglomerates trying to get a piece of the pie!"
Xu Lang smiled, but it was a cold smile.
"A share of the pie? He doesn't even deserve it!"
The atmosphere in the office immediately became heavy.
Hong Wentong immediately asked.
"Brother Lang, how about we make our move tonight?"
Xu Lang shook his head.
"No rush, keep an eye on it and see clearly."
If Lu Jiadong really has powerful backers, we're acting too soon and might alert them.
Let's see how far he can go!
He Xigui squinted.