What do you mean by quitting the business? I'm not a big shot.

Chapter 587 Distribution
Yin Zhaotang turned to look at the group of people from Tai Po Niu and said, "Is this about giving up a share of the credit? The security situation in Hong Kong is so bad, even the bosses have complaints. If the police don't care about the foreigners, can't the brothers do it themselves?"

Ren Darongguang looked solemn and immediately promised: "The gunfight in the Cross-Harbour Tunnel has crossed the line for the police. Mr. Yin, rest assured, the police will definitely see this through to the end."

"Inspector Hui has already instructed the Criminal Investigation Department to find the mastermind behind this and make sure they are arrested without mercy!"

Yin Zhaotang raised an eyebrow, stared at Ren Darong, and questioned, "Even if the mastermind was the Governor-General, the Finance Minister, or Secretary Xu, would they all do it?"

"Do."

“We will definitely do it!” Ren Darong took a deep breath, his eyes resolute: “Protecting the security of Hong Kong Island is the duty of the police force. Anyone who acts recklessly, no matter who they are, is undermining the very foundation of the police force.”

"A policeman only fights for this pride."

Since Inspector Ren had already put it that way, he stopped being forceful and slowly nodded: "Alright, I'll give you a share. Take care of the foreigners."

"I'll take care of the rest of the bastards myself, or do you guys want to watch me?"

"If someone comes to your door and you don't do anything, who would be dissatisfied? If they're dissatisfied with me, the police force will be in even bigger trouble."

Faced with an attitude that was half warning and half pressure, Ren Darong chose to back down and sighed, "Mr. Yin, do it quickly and don't make a big fuss."

Yin Zhaotang patted his shoulder and sneered, "Don't worry, Ren sir, I'm a man who gives face to his friends."

Ge Zhixiong, Si Yanlong, Ah Hu, Kaixin, and others waited on the street for Yin Sheng and Ren Sir to finish their conversation before approaching Yin Sheng to ask for a solution.

After hearing this, Ah Hu said, "I don't care about the foreigners anymore. The Big Circle Gang definitely has to have one of the remaining traitors."

Ge Zhixiong, holding a cigar, sneered, "Brother Tiger, Big Circle, step aside, Number Gang will take over without hesitation!"

Ah Hu cursed, "Fuck your mother! The Number Gang won't let us have it, so why should the Big Circle Gang?"

Xinji and Heshenghe also made a show of force, indicating they wanted to snatch him away. Because, like Yin Zhaotang, if they didn't sacrifice a bastard as a sacrifice, their reputation would be ruined.

Furthermore, when everyone saw that the foreigner's attempt to overturn the table had failed, they immediately realized that the foreigner had run out of cards to play, had no more moves to make, and had even played his last card.

The next step is to sit in a row and divide the spoils. The more British capital is cut, the more reason there is to take a bite. Like tigers and wolves, they eagerly devour the food, as if they have smelled blood.

Yin Zhaotang, of course, wouldn't stop them. Instead, he generously divided the meat among himself, exhaling smoke as he said, "Of the four partners in the Far East Club, one goes to the Number Gang, one to Xinji, one to Shenghe, and the last one will go to Lao Zhong."

He Tu, the head of the group, was still abroad and couldn't attend the meeting, and the other leaders dared not participate in the political confrontation. It was perfectly reasonable that each of the "Four Greats" present took one spot.

Ah Hu from the Big Circle Gang was extremely dissatisfied. He stepped forward and shouted, "Yin Sheng, I considered you a brother and brought men to the trading square to support you. Today, without the Big Circle Gang's support, I won't let you leave!"

Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "Brother Hu, you have more important things to do."

"What's going on?" Ah Hu took a step back in surprise, afraid of being tricked.

Yin Zhaotang teased, "Revenge, besides killing, also requires silencing witnesses. The Far East needs a spark, are you interested?"

Ah Hu stepped out again, cheerfully declaring, "Leave it to me; from now on, there will be no more Far East Associations in Hong Kong."

Yin Zhaotang clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Then thank you all very much. The chivalry of the martial world is evident in all of you. However, due to the sudden gun attack, there are many things to clean up, so we will postpone dinner. We will prepare two tables to properly entertain you all after everything is settled."

Ah Hu, Ge Zhixiong, Si Yanlong, and the others clasped their hands in greeting and said, "You're too kind."

"It's something we should do for our own sake."

"Goodbye, Mr. Yin." After such a fierce gunfight, the big shots were sweating profusely and had no appetite. They took their leave with dignity. Zuo Shou helped the big shots into the car and said, "Should we call Da Jun to do something?"

"Ah."

Yin Zhaotang spoke through his nose, closed his eyes, and ordered, "Return to Chaoyi Restaurant."

Although he escaped safely without being hurt, the ordeal of surviving a hail of bullets was extremely exhausting. Several days of busy market intervention left him utterly weary, and he drifted off to sleep, softly snoring.

After dialing the number with his left hand, he whispered a few words and then quickly hung up.

Half an hour had passed by the time the car stopped in front of Chao Yi Restaurant. Zuo Shou gently woke the boss: "Brother Tang, we've arrived at Chao Yi Restaurant."

"Oh, so fast?" Yin Zhaotang opened his eyes, feeling much better. He glanced at his watch and realized that Xiao Ma had deliberately slowed down the car.

As he stepped out of the car, he regained his composure and shrewdness. His return to Tuo Di was meant to reassure the gang members, to tell all the restless leaders to calm down and behave themselves.

The leaders who had received the news earlier had already returned from their journey to provide support and were waiting in the attic on the second floor.

As soon as someone got off the car, the gangsters swarmed around them. The white paper fans, straw sandals, and even the nominal gangsters from various departments had all gathered together, squeezing forward to greet Brother Tang.

Old Mo, Street Market Yong, Guangzai, Ah King, Shatouzai, and other Red Pole members were all standing on the second floor waiting. Whether they were being hypocritical or sincere, they all couldn't help but express their concern.

Only the fat old man was still earnestly offering incense to Guan Yu until the ceremony ended. He even turned back to look at the young man who had already climbed the stairs, his round face expressionless, and said, "You've returned?"

Yin Zhaotang sat down in a chair and crossed his legs: "I'm back. I stepped on a few cockroaches on the way, which made me feel much better."

"Ah."

“It’s good that you’re back.” The fat cat was clumsy and slow, his movements as he sat down were very old, but his eyes were unusually sharp: “I don’t understand.”

"I don't understand, how could those foreigners dare to use guns?"

Ah King, with his fiery temper, shouted, "If you don't understand, then don't think about it. Daring to shoot at Brother Tang is declaring war on the entire Lao Zhong."

"We must fight back."

The gang leaders were naturally indignant, clamoring to kill the foreigner. However, Fat Cat could tell at a glance who was sincere and who was feigning, and he secretly remembered it, deciding to send him on his way in the end!
Yin Zhaotang waved his hand and said calmly, "No need for Grandpa to worry, I've already explained everything."

"Beep beep beep".

Just then, Zuo Shou's phone rang, and Da Jun's voice came through the receiver: "Brother Zuo Shou, Li Fuzhao just jumped off the rooftop of the Trading Building and is dead."

"Understood." The left hand hung up the phone and relayed the message. Some people present were not pleased but angry; Old Mo slammed his fist on the table: "Damn it, Da Jun is so sloppy! Killing one person and then affecting the building's property value!"

Zuo Shou corrected, "Da Jun saw the body as soon as he entered the elevator. Li Fuzhao jumped himself."

Old Mo frowned: "That's even more of a bastard. He's dead and still causing trouble. He's not even human."

Fat Cat hummed in agreement and said, "As long as A-Tang has made arrangements, we must not be lenient with those who are yellow-skinned but white-hearted."

"I know, Grandpa, just wait and watch the news." Yin Zhaotang picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

(End of this chapter)