Chapter 223: From Today Onwards, Do Not Provoke Lin Feng
"Mr. Cheung, I'm back."
Axe Jun only came to Heung Yim to report after drinking a bowl of hangover soup.
Heung Yim was very surprised:
"Why did you drink so much?"
Axe Jun said with a bitter smile:
"Following the Hung Hing people, after all, it was thanks to Hung Hing's influence."
"Chan Tin-hung is truly a madman... If we hadn't followed the Hung Hing people, they probably would have killed us too."
Heung Yim looked serious:
"You called to say that Chan Tin-hung killed Ah Bun... What exactly happened?"
Axe Jun said solemnly:
"That guy Crow didn't just kill Ah Bun, he also killed all the Tung Sing uncles who came to mourn, and even Camel was originally killed by them..."
Then he explained the whole incident in detail.
Axe Jun, having followed the Hung Hing people, had learned the detailed sequence of events early on.
Such as the knife-wielding assailants who attacked Chiang Tin-Sung and Camel in the restaurant were sent by Crow and his two accomplices; Crow suffocated Camel in the Tung Sing Triad Hospital; Ah Bun wanted to avenge Camel at his funeral; and Crow and his two accomplices launched a coordinated attack.
"Mr. Cheung, we really almost died."
"Chan Tin-hung, Ng Chi-Wai, and Lui Yiu-Yeung sensed something was wrong early on. They realized that the Tung Sing uncles were suspicious of them, so they simply went all the way..."
"The mourning hall was almost entirely filled with their subordinates. I estimate at least two or three thousand people."
"We really almost died!"
Heung Yim comforted him:
"It's a good thing you got out... Ah Jun, the Triad will compensate you later."
"However, you were also lucky to be able to escape..."
Axe Jun said in surprise:
"Mr. Cheung, we didn't run!"
Heung Yim was stunned:
"You didn't run?"
"If you didn't run, how did you get out?"
Axe Jun said with a bitter smile:
"We owe it to Brother Feng... Mr. Lin's good fortune."
"He called his subordinates — Thunder Security Company from Causeway Bay, and three hundred people arrived at once."
Heung Yim's eyes widened:
"Are you kidding me?"
"Three hundred people against two or three thousand, what good would that do?"
"If you didn't run, were you waiting for the Tung Sing people to chop you into mincemeat?"
Axe Jun argued:
"We really didn't run... We didn't even take a single step back."
"You don't know how exaggerated Thunder Security's strength is."
Heung Yim looked serious:
"I'm starting to think you're exaggerating a bit."
"Three hundred against three thousand... one against ten... Is that crazy?"
Axe Jun thought for a moment and explained:
"Mr. Cheung, you've seen the police vans, right?"
"The kind the Police Force uses..."
"Thunder Security has similar riot control vehicles, and ten of them arrived!"
"They drove five vehicles directly into the mourning hall, separating the Tung Sing."
"Then three hundred people came in in riot control formation."
"Fully armed... riot shields, rubber batons, pepper spray... I heard they even have electromagnetic guns, but I haven't seen the last one."
"When they fought, it was like beating dogs. Three hundred people cornered three thousand people in one spot, and almost all the Tung Sing people were bruised and swollen..."
"You wouldn't believe how shocking it was at the time, we were all dumbfounded!"
Heung Yim looked at him as if he were an idiot:
"You're drunk, aren't you? Why are you talking nonsense?"
"Isn't Thunder Security Company in Causeway Bay Lin Feng's force?"
"How did it get involved with the riot police?"
"Even if it were the real riot police, they wouldn't be this terrifying, would they?"
"If the Police Force had such capabilities, would they still allow the Triads in Hong Kong to be so arrogant?"
Axe Jun said with a bitter smile:
"That's why it's so exaggerated..."
"What's even more exaggerated is Mr. Lin's explanation."
Heung Yim asked curiously:
"What explanation?"
Axe Jun whispered:
"Mr. Lin said..."
"Thunder Security has dozens of guns!"
Heung Yim was dismissive:
"Which Triad doesn't have dozens of guns?"
"Let alone dozens, hundreds can be brought out."
"The problem is, do you dare to openly talk about such things?"
"That's illegal!"
"If the police find a gun on you, you're caught for sure."
"I thought Lin Feng was an outstanding figure of the new generation, but he actually takes pride in hiding illegal firearms and boasts about discussing them. Such a person is not worth my vigilance!"
Heung Yim immediately felt relieved.
Axe Jun was extremely uncomfortable.
Heung Yim was looking smug, when he suddenly saw Axe Jun's expression and was startled:
"What's with that look?"
Axe Jun said cautiously with a long face:
"Mr. Cheung... Thunder Security is a legitimate company... Their gun licenses are legal."
Boom!
Heung Yim stopped smiling.
Axe Jun sat upright, expressionless.
After a while, Heung Yim asked:
"Is it really legal?"
Axe Jun nodded solemnly:
"Yes, it's really legal."
"The riot control vehicles are legal, the gun permits and weapon permits are all legal, and the equipment on them is all legal."
"Tonight at the banquet, Mr. Lin said that Thunder Security Company has a huge demand for its services and is very popular with Hong Kong's tycoons."
"Thunder Security Company will also need to add a lot of equipment later... I don't know if they're bragging... It seems like they're going to be equipped with special weapons and equipment in the future, and it seems even small firearms and armed helicopters will be equipped..."
Heung Yim chuckled dryly:
"Perhaps Mr. Lin is bragging."
Unconsciously, Heung Yim's way of addressing Lin Feng had changed.
Axe Jun quickly agreed, not wanting his Dragon Head to feel embarrassed:
"Right, right, right, maybe he really is bragging."
"However, there were already three Police Force vans on guard at Camel's funeral."
"When Thunder Security's ten riot control vehicles drove in, they weren't stopped at all."
"Later, when Wang Jianjun shot and killed Chan Tin-hung and his two accomplices, the police didn't say anything either."
Heung Yim exclaimed:
"They really used guns?"
Axe Jun said with a bitter smile:
"They really used guns!"
He had witnessed it with his own eyes; otherwise, he would never have believed it.
Damn, it was terrifying!
What was especially terrifying was that the police really didn't make any move.
"How could Wang Jianjun go unpunished?"
Heung Yim was completely baffled.
Axe Jun whispered:
"I heard Brother Feng imply... that legally, Thunder Security Company is his employer, and if the employer is threatened, then shooting is justified..."
"It's just that there were no cannons at the time, otherwise using cannons would also be fine."
"Anyway, the police didn't say a word."
Heung Yim suddenly became agitated:
"Of course the police didn't say a word!"
"Chan Tin-hung and his accomplices betrayed their master and ancestors, they deserved to die!"
"If they didn't die, the underworld would never have peace!"
"Not only the Triad people couldn't tolerate Crow and his accomplices, but the police couldn't tolerate them either."
"Thunder Security Company doing this perfectly aligned with the police's wishes..."
Axe Jun kept his eyes downcast, sitting like an enlightened monk, not daring to look at his Dragon Head at all.
Heung Yim was terrified!
Three hundred people beating three thousand people without them being able to retaliate—what else could this be but a fantasy?
He believed that among the lowlifess in the Triads, three fierce individuals could chase and hack at a dozen people!
Three hundred people chasing and hacking at three thousand people... he didn't believe it!
But what if he didn't believe it?
This was a fact.
Heung Yim believed that Axe Jun wouldn't lie to him.
However, the more he believed it, the more he felt scared!
Truly terrified!
The lowlifess in the underworld, despite appearing in large numbers, were actually just a disorganized mob.
This was also why, despite the many Triads in Hong Kong, the police could still keep them in check.
Having organization and not having organization, having discipline and not having discipline, those were completely different concepts.
Suddenly, such an organized and disciplined group appeared... and most importantly, he had offended them (Heung Yim admitted), so not being afraid would be seeing a ghost.
If they truly wanted to deal with him, would he have to keep thousands of people at home to resist?
Or would he have to be surrounded by hundreds of bodyguards every time he went out?
Heung Yim was different from the average lowlifes. He was a person of status and position.
As a seasoned barrister in Hong Kong, he had always played with the law.
Having connections in both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds was his sharpest weapon.
However, now he found that, it seemed, in front of Lin Feng, he had no capital for arrogance.
Lin Feng played the legitimate game even better than him; his record was much cleaner than his.
Lin Feng didn't even need to act himself now; his subordinates could handle everything.
In fact, Heung Yim could also do this.
What bothered Heung Yim was that when Lin Feng's subordinates acted, the police simply couldn't find a reason to intervene.
Thinking about it, it made sense.
When a Security Company acts, what reason could you have to stop them?
Heung Yim's expression kept changing, his face turning pale and then green, looking very embarrassed... He had miscalculated!
Before, I only thought Lin Feng was hot-tempered, a hothead, and a rich man... But now, he's clearly a hedgehog!
A hedgehog covered in thorns.
"Where did he find so many capable people?"
Heung Yim was completely baffled.
Are there really so many fierce people in Hong Kong?
That Wang Jianjun actually dared to openly shoot and kill Chan Tin-hung and two others in broad daylight... Those were Tung Sing's Yiu Yeung and Smiling Tiger.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind.
"Could it be... these guys are all from his Mainland?"
Thinking of this, Heung Yim suddenly saw the light.
That's right!
They must be from his Mainland.
Three hundred people against three thousand, and they still achieved a complete victory!
This kind of thing is almost impossible in Hong Kong.
But Heung Yim knew that even more outrageous things had happened in his Mainland; in the Great West, three people chased hundreds!
Heung Yim's face turned very pale:
"Could these people really have come straight from the battlefield..."
Though he thought this, he already had a clear answer in his heart.
Yes, they must have come from the battlefield, otherwise, they wouldn't have such absurdly high combat power.
As soon as he thought of what the commissioner had told him, Heung Yim felt a chill in his heart.
The commissioner had a completely different attitude towards him than towards Lin Feng!
No!
He must mend the rift between himself and Lin Feng.
Heung Yim rubbed his face hard, trying to calm and relax himself, then turned to see Axe Jun studying the ground with his head down.
The Sun Yee On Dragon Head laughed then.
Isn't there one right here?
"Ah Jun!"
Axe Jun stood up reflexively:
"Mr. Cheung."
Heung Yim said gently:
"Tomorrow is Hung Hing Dragon Head Liang Kun's Dragon Head banquet, you will come with me."
Axe Jun quickly said:
"Don't worry, I'll pick you up in the afternoon."
Heung Yim sighed:
"Liang Kun is also something else, a perfectly good Dragon Head banquet, yet he arranges it for the afternoon..."
He shook his head vigorously.
Axe Jun cautiously said:
"I heard... Brother Feng of Causeway Bay can't get out of bed before noon."
Heung Yim chuckled softly.
How could he not know the camaraderie between the Mong Kok brothers?
He had merely spoken on impulse just now.
Heung Yim casually took out a check and handed it to Axe Jun:
"Here's one million, it's your reward."
Axe Jun was surprised and said:
"Mr. Cheung, there's no need."
Heung Yim, without allowing for argument, shoved the check into Axe Jun's arms:
"You risked your life for Grandfather; you deserve this reward."
Axe Jun said gratefully:
"Thank you, Mr. Cheung."
Heung Yim smiled:
"You're tired today, too; go home and get some good rest."
Axe Jun forced a smile:
"Then I'll head back."
Heung Yim didn't think much of it, waving his hand:
"See you tomorrow."
Axe Jun bowed and left.
In the car, Axe Jun stared at the check Heung Yim had given him, lost in thought.
One million, what a lot of money!
If he hadn't seen the checks Lin Feng wrote, he would have been smug about this.
However, he had seen them.
Just this afternoon, Lin Feng directly issued a check for ten million, saying it was for the tea money of Hung Hing's hall master's subordinates!
Ten million divided among dozens of people certainly couldn't compare to himself.
But... those were just subordinates.
What about him, Axe Jun?
He was one of Sun Yee On's most famous Red Poles.
Other people's subordinates get hundreds of thousands just for making an appearance, while he only gets a million for risking his life... Axe Jun suddenly felt disheartened... "Uncle Deng, Uncle Deng!"
Chuen Bo's loud voice echoed through Uncle Deng's two-story villa.
"What are you yelling about?"
"At your age, early to bed and early to rise is good for your health!"
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
Uncle Deng ungraciously opened the door for Chuen Bo.
The overwhelming smell of alcohol was unbearable.
"What did you do?"
"Drank so much alcohol?"
Uncle Deng was overwhelmed by Chuen Bo's stench.
Chuen Bo swaggered into the house, familiarly picked up the tea, and drank it all:
"Today I almost went to sell salted duck eggs, so I drank more to calm my nerves."
Uncle Deng frowned slightly:
"Didn't they say Chan Tin-hung and the two others were only targeting Tung Sing's uncles and Lin Feng?"
"What could they do to you?"
"Then they're really courting death."
Chuen Bo snorted coldly:
"You don't need to worry about them anymore, they've gone underground to sell salted duck eggs."
Uncle Deng brewed Kung Fu tea for Chuen Bo:
"You said it was dangerous on the phone, but I don't see anything wrong with you?"
Chuen Bo chuckled:
"That's because I'm clever; I stood by Mr. Lin's side the whole time and didn't leave."
"Those who were far from Mr. Lin were unlucky; Tung Sing's subordinates went crazy, and several people died tragically!"
Uncle Deng was startled:
"Were there envoys from big Triads?"
Chuen Bo shook his head:
"No, there weren't... They were all small Triads who wanted to curry favor with Tung Sing, but they didn't expect to provoke a Yama King."
Uncle Deng calmed down; it was good that there were no envoys from big Triads, so the underworld wouldn't descend into chaos.
"Tell me, what exactly happened."
Chuen Bo complained:
"I just went through a life-and-death crisis, and you don't even have a word of comfort?"
Uncle Deng said helplessly:
"Aren't you perfectly fine?"
"We are all old men with one foot in the grave; you and I, one civilian and one military, are both for Grandfather."
"I just hope that before we close our eyes, we can see the new generation of civilian and military leaders."
Chuen Bo cursed angrily:
"What are you talking about?"
"Big D is about to transfer to Hung Hing because of your nagging, and you're telling me you're waiting for someone like me?"
"Are you going to take all the good things?"
Uncle Deng was half-choked:
"Big D has no brains!"
"How can he compare to you?"
Chuen Bo snorted coldly:
"I won't talk nonsense with you; tomorrow is Liang Kun's Dragon Head banquet, are you planning to take Ah Le?"
Uncle Deng retorted:
"Besides Ah Le, can you pick out anyone else?"
Chuen Bo said seriously:
"Then you need to be careful; you must warn Ah Le not to provoke Hung Hing."
"Hung Hing is not as simple as you think."
Uncle Deng smiled:
"Young people have their own ideas; let them go for it... If something happens, aren't we here to back them up?"
Chuen Bo shook his head repeatedly:
"No, no, no!"
"I can't cover it; I don't have that much face."
"And you can't cover it; you don't have that much magnanimity."
Uncle Deng looked at his figure, which was so large he couldn't see his feet when he looked down, and teased:
"My figure doesn't have magnanimity?"
Chuen Bo sighed:
"I've been in Wo Luen Shing my whole life, and I don't want the entire Triad to fall because of a junior's ignorance."
Uncle Deng's expression changed:
"Are you confused? How can you say such things?"
Chuen Bo sneered:
"Absurd?"
"Yiu Yeung and the two others are three madmen; almost all of Camel's subordinates were in front of his memorial hall."
"As far as the eye could see, there were people, at least two or three thousand."
"Yiu Yeung chopped Ah Bun, and he chopped Tung Sing's uncles — those were all people we often dealt with when we were young."
"These three weren't satisfied; they still wanted to chop Mr. Lin too, and I was standing right next to him, scared to death."
Uncle Deng nodded slightly:
"Fear of death is human nature; the older we get, the more we fear death."
Chuen Bo sighed:
"Watching the swarms of Tung Sing subordinates rush over, my heart really almost jumped out of my throat."
"My legs felt like they were filled with lead; I couldn't move at all."
Uncle Deng was puzzled:
"Then how did you survive?"
Chuen Bo glared fiercely at Uncle Deng:
"Of course, Mr. Lin saved my life!"
Uncle Deng was even more puzzled:
"I know Lin Feng can fight."
"But one against a thousand, that's ridiculous, isn't it?"
Chuen Bo sighed:
"Mr. Lin didn't even need to act himself; five anti-riot vehicles charged and crashed into Tung Sing's subordinates, creating a safe distance for us."
"Three hundred disciples from Causeway Bay, arranged in formation, beat Tung Sing's Young and Dangerous like dogs."
"You don't know the scene at the time; three thousand people were forced by three hundred into Camel's memorial hall, packed together, it was incredibly shocking."
Uncle Deng looked at Chuen Bo as if he were an idiot:
"You're really drunk; why are you talking nonsense?"
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Chapter 224: Look to the Long Term
"Three hundred people chasing three thousand… Are you kidding me?"
Uncle Deng truly didn't believe such a thing was possible, or rather, he dared not believe it.
Chuen Bo slowly said:
"More than that."
"Those three hundred people initially herded them like pigs to one spot, that was just playing around."
"Later, Mr. Lin became impatient, and that's when those people got serious. They really fought Tung Sing's underlings as if they were swatting rats."
"Every one of them missing an arm or a leg."
Uncle Deng chuckled dryly:
"The more you talk, the more outrageous it gets!"
Chuen Bo gave a bitter smile:
"I really wish I could say it's outrageous, but this is what happened this afternoon."
Uncle Deng frowned:
"Really?"
Chuen Bo gave a bitter smile:
"Really!"
Uncle Deng murmured:
"It shouldn't be."
Chuen Bo retorted:
"Why shouldn't it be?"
"The three hundred people under Mr. Lin are not ordinary people; they are from a legitimate Security Company, and they even train with the Flying Tigers…"
Uncle Deng interrupted him:
"Even if three hundred Flying Tigers personally showed up, facing three thousand people, without using firearms, they wouldn't be able to defeat Tung Sing's three thousand."
Chuen Bo clamored:
"Do you want my name instead?"
"I haven't even finished speaking and you're rushing to interrupt?"
"Huh? Are you getting anxious?!"
Uncle Deng snapped:
"Speak!"
Chuen Bo immediately knew that Uncle Deng was truly anxious.
Thinking about it, he knew he would be just as anxious if it were him!
Three hundred against three thousand, it was truly shocking.
Thankfully, he was there in person; if he hadn't witnessed it himself, it would sound just like bragging.
But this was absolutely not bragging.
"You're not wrong, three hundred Flying Tigers, without firearms, are no match for Tung Sing's three thousand men."
"But…"
"What if the quality of these three hundred people far exceeds the Flying Tigers?"
Uncle Deng gasped:
"What?"
Chuen Bo gave a bitter smile:
"The three hundred people from Thunder Security once trained with the Flying Tigers, and for some reason, they even sparred."
"The result is absolutely beyond your imagination."
Uncle Deng said in disbelief:
"The Flying Tigers lost?"
Chuen Bo gave a bitter smile:
"Not just lost, they were utterly defeated."
"Both sides engaged in offensive and defensive drills, and after two rounds, the Flying Tigers were utterly defeated."
"Later, Thunder Security found the Flying Tigers too weak and stopped training with them!"
Uncle Deng gasped sharply:
"Really?"
Chuen Bo said in dissatisfaction:
"If it were false, would you still see me here?"
Uncle Deng was stunned for a long while, then suddenly came back to his senses:
"What about the three Crows?"
Chuen Bo shrugged:
"They were shot dead by Wang Jianjun!"
Uncle Deng gasped again:
"Shot dead?"
Chuen Bo snorted coldly:
"Such traitors to their teachers and ancestors, it's best they're dead."
"Otherwise, who in the entire Underworld would be able to sleep?"
Uncle Deng frowned:
"What about Wang Jianjun?"
Chuen Bo was puzzled:
"What about Wang Jianjun?"
Uncle Deng said in dissatisfaction:
"Are you truly getting senile?"
"The police were waiting outside, Wang Jianjun used a gun, so he was taken away by the police, right?"
Chuen Bo suddenly understood:
"Oh, you mean that… He's fine."
Uncle Deng's eyes almost popped out:
"Are you kidding me?"
"How could he be fine? Even if he found someone to take the blame, there wouldn't be enough time!"
Chuen Bo said helplessly:
"Take what blame?"
"He has a legal gun license, isn't it legal to shoot and kill a murderer?"
Uncle Deng murmured:
"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"
"Since when is it legal for a lowlifes to carry a gun?"
Chuen Bo explained:
"Wang Jianjun and his men are employees of Thunder Security, and Wang Jianjun is even the general manager."
"His gun license is legal."
"Not just Wang Jianjun, the entire action team in Causeway Bay are all from the Security Company."
"They weren't here for a Triad turf war this time; they were here to protect their client—Lin Feng's safety!"
Uncle Deng's eyes almost popped out:
"You can play it like that?"
Chuen Bo shrugged:
"Yeah, you can play it like that."
"Young people's minds are just more flexible after all."
"Let me tell you, after Lin Feng called Hung Hing, Liang Kun brought all of Hung Hing's hall masters there, expecting a bloody battle, but who knew they just went through the motions."
"Hung Hing's Dragon Head, hall masters, big bosses, and core underlings didn't even need to make a move; Causeway Bay alone could take care of the three Crows."
"In the end, Wang Jianjun shot each of them, and the three Crows died on the spot."
"Later, I heard from Situ that…"
"A hundred of Crow's underlings were even thrown into the sea!"
Uncle Deng frowned deeply:
"Isn't that too much? Don't the police care?"
Chuen Bo looked at Uncle Deng incredulously:
"You said I was senile, but you're the one who's senile, aren't you?"
"What kind of matter is this?"
"Betraying one's master and annihilating one's ancestors!"
"Our Triad doesn't tolerate it, and the police don't tolerate it either."
"If underlings like Crow were allowed to roam free, it would be a blow to everyone."
"As long as any underling adopts Crow's ideology, such incidents will be endless in the future."
"The police dare not let these underlings roam free."
"Besides, the black-and-white agreement clearly states that as long as we don't touch ordinary people, we each have our own order."
"Of course, such things cannot be done openly."
Uncle Deng slowly nodded:
"You're right!"
Chuen Bo drank another cup of tea, then slowly said:
"I wasn't joking with you just now."
"Ah Le, although outstanding, is far behind Mr. Lin."
"Liang Kun told me that Ah Le invited him and Big D for drinks two days ago, hatching some evil scheme…"
"You must advise him, absolutely, absolutely not to play with fire…"
"If he really angers Hung Hing, Causeway Bay alone could flatten all of our Wo Luen Shing's halls!"
Uncle Deng snapped:
"I will advise Ah Le, but you don't need to scare people like this."
"Flattening us…"
"Can he flatten my Wo Luen Shing?"
"My Wo Luen Shing has at least thirty thousand disciples…"
Chuen Bo waved his hand:
"You don't need to tell me all this. Hung Hing is also one of the Top Ten Gangs, don't they know the details of a big Triad better than you?"
"Thirty thousand disciples… Heh, Red Lanterns must account for twenty-eight thousand, leaving a generous two thousand."
"They were able to suppress three thousand Tung Sing disciples yesterday, so do they care about your two thousand men?"
Chuen Bo said earnestly,
"You must warn Lok Siu not to be clever. If he is, our Wo Luen Shing will truly fall!"
Uncle Deng's face turned pale, clearly unable to accept this fact.
Chuen Bo sighed:
"Alright, I've said all I need to say. I'm going home to sleep!"
Uncle Deng stopped him:
"Is Lin Feng really that formidable?"
Chuen Bo couldn't take it anymore and blurted out:
"Do you think I have nothing better to do than to fool around with you?"
Chuen Bo was furious and quickly left Uncle Deng's villa:
"Uncle Deng is truly senile, with his mind completely fixated on Ah Le."
"After Big D left, Ah Le is the strongest among the nine… eight hall masters, how could he possibly become the Dragon Head?"
"The Triad values balance, and that guy won't be elected."
"Ah Le will definitely fall out with him."
"At this time, getting so close to Ah Le, is he waiting for Ah Le to turn on him later?"
"Senile!"
"No, Liang Kun's Dragon Head banquet tomorrow, I must attend… I also need to make plans for myself."
Thinking of this, Chuen Bo took out his phone and dialed,
"Ah Biao, are you asleep yet?"
Yu Tau Biu asked curiously:
"Boss, it's only this early, why would I be sleeping?"
Chuen Bo said irritably:
"Go to sleep quickly, stop playing, get enough rest, and accompany me to Hung Hing Liang Kun's Dragon Head banquet tomorrow."
Yu Tau Biu asked in confusion:
"Boss, is it really necessary?"
"Our faction has never vied for the Dragon Head; we don't even interact much among ourselves, why should we associate with Hung Hing's people?"
Chuen Bo's temper flared:
"Are you the Boss or am I the Boss?"
Yu Tau Biu gave a bitter smile:
"Alright, alright, I'll accompany you tomorrow."
Chuen Bo snorted coldly:
"Ah Biao, if we want to do well in the Underworld, connections are essential."
"Hung Hing is unavoidable."
"Getting closer to Hung Hing's big bosses will benefit you."
Yu Tau Biu quickly asked for advice:
"Aren't Hung Hing's big bosses just Liang Kun? I can't even talk to him."
Chuen Bo instructed:
"Just fawn over Mr. Lin tomorrow!"
Yu Tau Biu was astonished:
"Which Mr. Lin?"
Chuen Bo roared:
"Lin Feng!"
Yu Tau Biu felt quite absurd:
"Boss, you must be confused, Lin Feng is only twenty!"
Chuen Bo sneered:
"Boy, if you can get on good terms with Mr. Lin, no one will dare to provoke you for twenty years!"
"Do you understand what that means, boy?"
Yu Tau Biu trembled all over:
"This… this…"
Chuen Bo grew impatient:
"It's settled then."
Chuen Bo sighed. Being in the Triad was truly beyond his control.
But at least he had found the right path.
It was better than that guy Uncle Deng.
Chuen Bo looked back at Uncle Deng's two-story villa and cursed, "That old fool, all brawn and no brains."
"How did you even become a Big Boss?"
Looking at Uncle Deng's two-story villa, he got angry again.
"He's so fat, people call him Fat Deng behind his back, and he still dares to live on the second floor?"
"What if he accidentally misses a step on the stairs..."
"Would he even survive?"
Chuen Bo ranted for a while, and only then did he feel some of his frustration dissipate, so he hurried home.
In the car, Chuen Bo was silent, completely unlike his usual self.
He had cursed so freely just now, as if he was only listing Uncle Deng's shortcomings.
But only Chuen Bo himself knew that he was afraid!
Hung Hing's power was too terrifying.
When Lin Feng was in danger, all of Hung Hing's Hall Masters and Big Bosses came, without a single exception.
Causeway Bay's combat strength was astonishingly high-end.
United and formidable... such a Triad was the most unprovokable.
Anyone who provoked such a Triad would probably not be far from death!
Yet, Uncle Deng still hadn't listened to him and still wanted to indulge Ah Le.
This made Chuen Bo feel depressed.
"Old fool, old fool, you must think clearly."
"Otherwise, if Wo Luen Shing only has an old man like me left, how lonely that would be."
..."It was terrifying, I almost didn't make it back!"
Lok Chi-ming was still shaken.
Chuen Bo asked with concern,
"Didn't you go to Tung Sing today for the funeral of Camel?"
"How did you encounter danger?"
"Which Triad in the jianghu is so low-class? To even make a move at someone's funeral?"
Lok Chi-ming sighed,
"Uncle Qian and I almost didn't make it back."
Uncle Qian smiled bitterly,
"Luckily, I hid quickly and left early. Ah Lok, on the other hand, truly walked through the gates of hell."
Chuen Bo asked curiously,
"No way, who would be so bold?"
Lok Chi-ming explained,
"Making a move at a Dragon Head's funeral is a major taboo in the jianghu. Not only would their reputation be ruined, but if they suddenly attacked, could they withstand the bereaved army?"
"It wasn't another Triad that made the move."
Chuen Bo laughed,
"If it wasn't another Triad, then was it an internal conflict among themselves?"
Uncle Qian sighed,
"Today was truly an eye-opener. It was more than just an internal conflict."
"It was practically a river of blood."
Chuen Bo's eyes almost popped out,
"Uncle Qian, it's not that exaggerated, is it?"
Uncle Qian shook his head,
"It's really not an exaggeration."
"Crow of Tung Sing went mad and killed everyone from Tung Sing he saw."
"The newly appointed Dragon Head, Ah Bun, and all the uncles who went to pay their respects to Tung Sing were all slaughtered."
Ah?
Chuen Bo was too shocked to speak.
"Luckily, I noticed something was wrong early on and quickly found a chance to get out. Otherwise, I might have lost an arm or a leg..."
"For the specifics, ask Ah Lok. He witnessed the whole thing from start to finish."
Lok Chi-ming shrugged,
"What's there to say?"
"Basically, that's what happened... We knew early on that Camel was killed by their own people, and the new Dragon Head, Ah Bun, also wanted to kill Chan Tin-hung and two others at Camel's funeral to avenge him."
"Who would have thought Crow would strike first."
"Tung Sing will have to hold another grand funeral!"
Chuen Bo quickly asked,
"Were you not hurt?"
Lok Chi-ming self-deprecatingly said,
"I have a big life. Luckily, I was standing with Mr. Lin of Hung Hing, otherwise..."
"I'd probably be pushing up daisies by now."
"You don't know how brutal Crow was. His subordinates directly closed the main door of the mourning hall, trapping us like turtles in a jar."
"Two or three thousand people surrounded us..."
"Looking at the mourning hall from the back, it was truly a sea of people."
"At that time, there was no thought of fighting... there were too many people."
Chuen Bo became even more nervous,
"Then how did you get out?"
Lok Chi-ming shrugged,
"I couldn't make a move, but there was still Brother Feng."
Chuen Bo didn't believe him,
"We know Brother Feng can fight, but no matter how good he is, he can't be a slayer of a thousand, can he?"
"That would make him inhuman!"
Lok Chi-ming shook his head,
"Brother Feng called for backup, he called the Causeway Bay Action Unit."
"Three hundred people overpowering two or three thousand, the scene was spectacular."
"Wang Jianjun, in front of everyone present, explicitly stated he was going to take care of Crow and two others. It was truly shocking."
"In the end, Tung Sing's subordinates were beaten by the Causeway Bay Action Unit and didn't dare to advance. Crow wanted to challenge Wang Jianjun to a one-on-one fight, but Wang Jianjun directly shot him three times, not only taking out Crow but also Lui Yiu-Yeung and Ng Chi-Wai."
Chuen Bo was dumbfounded,
"Wait, wait!"
"Ah Lok, are you still asleep?"
"Why am I so confused?"
"Three hundred people overpowering three thousand is already unbelievable enough."
"Wang Jianjun even used a gun to kill Crow and two others?"
"Wasn't he taken away by the police?"
Lok Chi-ming shook his head,
"No!"
Chuen Bo laughed,
"Ah Lok, you're lying to me, aren't you?"
"How could such a thing happen?"
Lok Chi-ming explained,
"I know you don't believe it, and I didn't either."
"However, it's the truth."
Chuen Bo was utterly perplexed,
"When did the police become so lenient?"
"A lowlifes used a gun, and they didn't even arrest anyone?"
Lok Chi-ming shrugged,
"The Causeway Bay Action Unit isn't an ordinary action unit; they're a Security Company."
Chuen Bo was even more confused,
"What's the difference?"
Lok Chi-ming sighed,
"There is!"
"Wang Jianjun's gun license is legal."
"In that situation, if they hadn't used guns, people could have died."
"After all, Tung Sing had already killed so many people."
"Wang Jianjun's shooting was legal and reasonable."
Chuen Bo's mouth hung wide open,
"Ah..."
"Legally armed?"
Chuen Bo suddenly had a realization,
"A lowlifes can be legally armed?"
Lam Yiu-cheung said at this moment,
"A lowlifes cannot, but a Security Company can!"
Chuen Bo looked at Lam Yiu-cheung strangely,
"Brother Chang, you knew about the situation at Camel's mourning hall?"
Lam Yiu-cheung nodded,
"Yes, Ah Lok called back right away."
Chuen Bo said dejectedly,
"You went to rescue Ah Lok, and you didn't even call me?"
Lam Yiu-cheung's reply almost made Chuen Bo freeze,
"I didn't go!"
Chuen Bo looked at Lok Chi-ming, who nodded.
"Why didn't you go?"
This was also what Lok Chi-ming wanted to ask.
Lam Yiu-cheung explained,
"I called Liang Kun of Hung Hing, originally thinking of going together, but Liang Kun had already left by then, so I entrusted Ah Lok to Liang Kun."
The two exchanged glances and suddenly understood.
Hung Hing and Sun Luen Shing had an unusual relationship; the communication between the two Triad Dragon Heads was very frequent. Not long ago, Lam Yiu-cheung had even asked Lin Feng to help them find an undercover agent.
In fact, while other Triads were still in a state of panic over who had sent the hitmen to assassinate Camel and Chiang Tin-Sung, Sun Luen Shing had already learned the truth from Hung Hing.
It was only natural for Lam Yiu-cheung to entrust Liang Kun with rescuing Lok Chi-ming.
Chuen Bo laughed,
"Brother Chang, aren't you afraid Hung Hing won't try their best?"
Lam Yiu-cheung laughed,
"No, I'm not."
"Lin Feng was with Ah Lok."
"Do I even need to talk about the relationship between Liang Kun and Lin Feng? He would definitely rush there with his men as soon as he knew what happened."
"It's precisely because I knew Lin Feng was there that I confidently entrusted it to Liang Kun."
Chuen Bo suddenly understood.
If Crow and two others were the negative examples of loyalty in the jianghu, then the brotherhood between Liang Kun and Lin Feng was the positive example.
No matter who brought it up, they would give a thumbs up.
In the jianghu, these two were always seen as one.
If someone wanted to deal with Liang Kun, they would definitely have to consider Lin Feng's reaction.
And vice versa!
No one would be foolish enough to view these two separately.
"Besides that, I trust Master Jin."
Chuen Bo was completely baffled,
"What does this have to do with Master Jin?"
Lam Yiu-cheung smiled,
"Master Jin once told Lin Feng's fortune, saying that he was Ziwei Emperor reincarnated, and that his life would be full of miracles."
Chuen Bo's mouth fell open.
Lok Chi-ming, however, felt a strange sensation,
"Brother Chang trusts Master Jin so much, yet he doesn't care at all about the fortune Master Jin told Chuen Bo... Is it because of me that Brother Chang so helplessly chose Chuen Bo?"