Hong Kong variety show: I can boost loyalty, the most generous boss.

Chapter 218, Section 217: When you're out in the game, the most important thing is to have money!
Zhao Yazhi is truly radiant. Although she is already a 30-year-old woman who has given birth, her skin is still firm and elastic. She truly deserves to be called an ageless goddess and takes excellent care of herself!
Yang Jun was very fond of Zhao Yazhi. To make future meetings easier, he directly took out a real estate document and said to Zhao Yazhi:

"Ah Zhi, you shouldn't live in the dormitory anymore, it's not very convenient!"

“I have a newly opened apartment building in Mong Kok with a vacant unit of over 1,000 square feet. Why don’t you move in there?”

The house costs just over 100 million Hong Kong dollars, and it was given directly to Zhao Yazhi. This would make things more convenient for the two of them, so they wouldn't have to squeeze into the dormitory and be seen by other actresses.

Zhao Yazhi's eyes lit up. Although she didn't care much about material conditions, who would want to live in a cramped apartment if they had a place to live?

"Mr. Yang, thank you!"

Next came another act of gratitude from Zhao Yazhi; the young woman's skill was excellent, which greatly pleased Yang Jun!

Lai Chi Kok Detention Centre.

This is where criminal suspects who have not yet been convicted are held. One ward holds more than twenty prisoners, and the conditions are even worse than Stanley Prison.

Yizi squatted alone in the corner, feeling very depressed. His good brother Iron Arm had been killed!
But it seems the matter is not over yet; he was detained in a detention center, awaiting sentencing!
"Damn! I'd rather be sentenced to prison than go out and get stabbed!"

Yizai grabbed his hair, feeling extremely regretful. He had thought he would finally succeed in taking the position, but things had turned out like this!

After two days of treatment at the hospital and finding his life no longer in danger, Yi Zai was sent back to Lai Chi Kok Reception Centre.

Two menacing-looking prisoners emerged, revealing tattoos on their arms—one a dragon, the other a wolf. Da Tun grabbed Yi Zai by the hair and slapped him.

"Go to hell! You think you can assassinate our leader?"

"Kid, you'll be sorry when you come to my territory!"

The guards outside, seeing the commotion, immediately came over and reprimanded them:

"Datun, stop causing trouble! You're bullying the new guy again. Do you want to be put in solitary confinement?"

Da Tun snorted coldly and said with a fawning smile:
"Warden Zhang, I just wanted to chat with him for a bit and teach him about the rules of prison!"

Zhang, the warden, nodded and then left directly. During the day, there were closed-circuit televisions in the detention center, which the wardens watched from the monitoring room.

Another cell boss in the old prison ward, Big Circle Dragon, couldn't stand it anymore and teased Da Tun:

"Datun, it's going too far for so many of you to bully him like this!"

Da Tun, seeing that it was the large-circled dragon he didn't get along with, sneered and said:

"Big Circle Dragon, I advise you to mind your own business. Do you know how much trouble this kid has gotten into?"

Big Circle Dragon lay on the iron bed, surrounded by several underlings. These were all illegal immigrants from the mainland who had formed the Big Circle Gang in Hong Kong.

"Damn it! You think you can scare me? I don't even care about the police."

Da Tun, accompanied by a dozen or so henchmen, approached and entered Da Quanlong's bed, his face grim as he said:
"This kid assassinated our leader at Wo Shing Pharma. We were ordered to kill him!"

"If you dare to meddle in other people's business, hmph!"

Da Tun's eyes were fierce and his gaze was cold. Behind him, a dozen or so henchmen all looked menacing as they stared at the Big Circle Gang members.

What? Assassinate the head of the SUPP?

The large circle dragon gasped in shock!

He had been in Hong Kong for several years and had certainly heard of the Wo Luen Shing company, especially the legendary figure who had produced a shrewd and handsome man named Jun, who was now the richest Chinese man in Hong Kong!

The person in charge of Wo Luen Shing is Lok Tin Hung, who is sworn brothers with Handsome Chun.

Big Circle Dragon glanced at Wing, sighed, and gestured to his brothers not to make a move.

"Datun, do whatever you want~"

Da Tun glanced smugly at the large-circled dragon and said with a smile:

That's more like it!

When Yizi saw this, his heart sank. Even the big circle dragon, who had been kind to him, didn't care about him. He was in a very dangerous situation!
At night, Yi-zai, who was half asleep, was held down.

Yi struggled desperately, and when he looked up, he saw four burly men pinning him to the bed.

"What are you doing? Waaaaah~"

Da Tun's henchman, holding a sharpened toothbrush head, plunged it into Yi Zai's carotid artery!
Yizi's thighs kept kicking as he watched helplessly as the other person swung the sharp toothbrush head at him, once, twice, three times!
"Ahhh~"

The screams were piercing in the quiet night. Although his mouth was covered, Yi Zai struggled desperately and rolled off the bed.

The loud noise alerted the prison guards, who immediately arrived and turned on the lights.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you sleeping so late?"

When Warden Zhang saw Yi-zai's face covered in blood, he shouted in shock:

"Quick, quick, call an ambulance!"

Inspector Zhang looked terrible. If someone died, his job as an inspector would be over.

"Damn it, Da Tun, you'll pay for this!"

When Zhang, the warden, saw that there was still blood on Da Tun's younger brother, he immediately understood what had happened!

Da Tun chuckled, showing no fear whatsoever. This was a task assigned by the leader, not his personal matter.

Wo Luen Shing has a rule that anyone who works for a triad boss will not only be rewarded with hundreds of thousands of dollars in cash, but the boss will also send a top lawyer to defend them in court and use connections to reduce their sentence.

"Fine, I'll be waiting for you!"

Yi Zai lay on the ground, trembling a few times, blood gushing from his neck, and then quickly fell silent!

A death in a detention center is no small matter. At the very least, the prison guards on duty that night will be in trouble, and someone may very well be fired and made a scapegoat.

On the other side, in Tai Po, New Territories.

Zhiwei also received the news, and one of his underlings rushed over to report it.

"Brother Zhiwei, I just heard that Yizai was killed in jail!"

Zhiwei was stunned. Yizai had been murdered in prison?
Damn it, it's not safe to hide in jail now. Zhiwei is preparing to run away to Taiwan.

However, the thought that even if he fled to Taiwan, it wouldn't be very safe, as he had heard that Mr. Yang had close ties with the Sanlian Gang in Taiwan.

"Damn it, gather the men, I'm going to fight Wo Shing Shing!"

"Yes, boss!"

These past few days, Chi-wai has been recruiting in the New Territories. Hong Kong has plenty of everything, but it has the most scoundrels, and they all dream of rising to power and making a fortune!
Hong Kong's rapid development has left many young people who have dropped out of school feeling lost and unwilling to work for others their whole lives and accept their fate.

Thus, becoming a gangster became the opportunity for them to change their fate!

Little did they know, this was a path fraught with peril. Success would make them the big boss, while failure would leave them like Wing and Iron Arm, victims of greed, insignificant cannon fodder.

Zhiwei has recruited several hundred henchmen in the past few days. Although their quality is questionable, he has a lot of men!

Office of the Organisation de Group of Government (OG) in West Kowloon.

Ma Jun received the call and his eyes lit up.

"What did you say? Yang Jun personally negotiated with the camel? I understand!"

Handsome Jun is so confused! He's so angry about Luo Tianhong that he's gone into the negotiations himself?
Ma Jun was overjoyed, finally having a chance to find leverage against the other party. If violence occurred during the negotiations, he could arrest Yang Jun!
Even if you are a member of the Legislative Council, you cannot disregard the law!

Ma Jun, with his sharp eyes, made a phone call and summoned Hua Sheng in.

At the mountaintop villa, Yang Jun stood up and led Ahua and the others out of the villa.

Ahua caught up with Yang Jun and advised him:

"Boss, why don't you let me go to the appointment? It's too dangerous!"

Yang Jun smiled and said calmly, "Don't worry! In Hong Kong, no one can touch me!"

The camel of Dongxing is a cunning old fox. If Yang Jun hadn't gone there personally, no one else might have been able to control him.

"Tung Sing? Hong Kong doesn't need so many triads!"

"Let's get rid of this scourge, Tung Sing, today!"

Ahua was shocked. Mr. Yang wanted to destroy Dongxing? That seemed unlikely!
Tung Sing was once one of the largest triad societies in Hong Kong, boasting over 3 members. However, its size has shrunk in the last year or two, with only a few thousand official members.

Despite years of effort by the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) and the Narcotics Bureau, they have been unable to completely eliminate Tung Sing!
Ahua certainly wouldn't say another word, so he followed behind Yang Jun as the convoy arrived.
Fuyong Restaurant.

There are more than a dozen triads in Tsim Sha Tsui. This Fuk Wing Restaurant is Hung Hing territory. Camel has a fairly good relationship with Hung Hing's Chiang Tin-yeung, so they chose to hold the negotiations here.

Yang Jun's convoy arrived downstairs, and Da Dong opened the car door for Yang Jun.

"Boss, Camel is already waiting for you upstairs."

Dog King Xin, accompanied by more than a dozen henchmen, rushed over to greet Boss Yang Jun as he got out of the car!
"Okay! You can stay downstairs."

Yang Jun certainly knew Dog King Xin. This kid was Luo Tianhong's right-hand man, nicknamed Dog King because he ran a large kennel!

Dog King Xin nodded, clearly in a bad mood, as he preferred to stay by Yang Jun's side.

"Ah Xin, if you have any good quality Tibetan Mastiff puppies, save one for me!"

Yang Jun also keeps dogs, but they are all Golden Retrievers and other pet dogs, which were all sent by Dog King Xin.

"Okay, boss!"

Dog King Xin chuckled. Being able to talk to Mr. Yang was something to brag about!

Dog King Xin hurriedly summoned his trusted subordinates and said to them:
"If there's any commotion inside, rush in to protect Mr. Yang!"

"Yes, Brother Xin~"

Yang Jun walked into the lobby of Fuyong Restaurant. There were no other guests inside, only people from Dongxing, numbering over a hundred!

"Such a big fuss! Camel, are you here to negotiate, or to fight?"

Yang Jun's meaning was clear: Camel was timid, but he had gathered so many henchmen to embolden him, yet he still dared to negotiate with Yang Jun.

In contrast, Yang Jun only had more than thirty bodyguards behind him, all with cold and stern eyes.

Camel's lips twitched; feeling a little embarrassed, he stood up and said with a gloomy face:
“Mr. Yang, I have great respect for you, but isn’t it going too far to plant your flag in the New Territories?”

Yang Jun sat opposite the camel and calmly poured himself a cup of tea.

Ahua and Dadong stood on either side of Yang Jun behind him. Ahua glared at Camel and said coldly:
"Camel, how do you plan to settle the score for your Tung Sing's sabotage of the Wo Shing's leader?"

Situ Haonan and Zhiwei were on either side of the camel. Situ Haonan couldn't stand it anymore and cursed at Ahua:

"Who do you think you are? When I, the big boss, was out in the game, you were still playing in the mud at home!"

"You have no manners! Didn't your boss teach you to respect your elders?"

Da Dong sneered and cursed at Situ Haonan:
"Seriously, you think you can talk to me about seniority? We don't even have the same surname!"

"You think this is the Qing Dynasty? It's all about power now! Damn it!"

The two sides exchanged trash talk for three minutes. Then, the two leaders sat at the table drinking tea. Camel made a gesture first.

There's no way around it now; you can't fool people with seniority anymore. The two sides have different surnames and are of completely different generations. It's all about strength!
The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great, and Situ Haonan was at a loss for words, his momentum greatly diminished.

Old Bidet, the camel, was very composed and continued:
“Mr. Yang, I admit that our Dongxing boss, Mr. Cai, was at fault first, but Mr. Cai and the two gunmen are already dead!”

"All three lives are gone, but Tianhong is mostly unharmed!"

"It's not right for you to continue occupying our territory!"

Yang Jun took a sip of tea, glared at the camel, and said casually:
"Camel, my brother's life is precious. Three lives aren't enough, and even the entire East Star wouldn't be enough to compensate for it!"

Holy crap! That's insane!
The henchmen of Dongxing were all furious and enraged! The camel pinned them down.

"Mr. Yang, this is far too domineering. Return the territory you've recently seized to us, and we'll call it even!"

Camel, dressed in a suit, was thin and wiry, and spoke with a stern face.

If he were still the same person he was when he was young, he would have started a fight long ago. But the older he gets, the bolder he becomes; that's the fate of a man of the martial world!
Many famous gangsters, after experiencing family troubles, become hesitant and timid in their actions, and are eventually taken down by some low-level scoundrels. Such examples are common in Hong Kong.

The more afraid you are of death, the sooner you tend to die!

Camel stared intently at Yang Jun's expression, a bead of cold sweat on his forehead, his fists clenched, his demeanor fierce.

Yang Jun shrugged and said with a smile:

"You think you can just let it go like that? Who do you think you are?"

"Let me tell you, I'm not returning this territory. If you've got the guts, let's fight!"

"I have so much territory waiting for you to take it; let's see if you have the ability~"

Yang Jun wasn't afraid of a fight at all. He could spend tens of millions to have his underlings prepare for a battle. At worst, he would just lose some money!

Can those poor bastards from the East Star clique afford to fight? Their medical expenses alone would be a huge burden!

When you're out in the game, the most important thing is to have money!

The camel was so angry he almost vomited blood. He slammed his fist on the table and cursed:
"Don't push your luck! I'll attack your mother!"

This is the signal to act; the camel is about to overturn the table.

Yang Jun, however, preemptively overturned the table, spilling soup and other liquids all over the floor. The camel's face was still covered in noodles, making it look quite comical.

"Old man, you want to compete with me in flipping tables?"

"Even a crow is no match for me, you're far inferior!"

Yang Jun launched into a sarcastic mode, thoroughly humiliating the camel, demonstrating that the negotiations between the two sides were all about momentum!
The camel, utterly humiliated, angrily cursed at Zhiwei:

"Zhiwei, why aren't you making a move?"

Zhiwei's eyes turned fierce. He pulled a machete from under the overturned table, and the other Tung Sing members also pulled out their machetes one by one.

"Boss, should we spare his life?"

The camel wiped the noodles off its face and said coldly:

"I want him dead! Kill him!"

Camel gritted his teeth and spoke, then turned his head and saw that Zhiwei hadn't made a move.

"Fuck your mother! Why aren't you doing it yet?"

Yang Jun sat there and used the toothpick he had picked up to throw it into the camel's teacup.

"Kill the camel, and you'll be the boss of Tung Sing!"

Zhiwei grinned maliciously, plunged his knife into the camel's kidney, quickly pulled it out, and made a move to strike again.

"Ahhh~"

Camel's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Zhiwei in disbelief. This kid even cut him down.

Holy crap! Zhiwei betrayed us?
Camel is very agile. Although he wasn't ambushed, Zhiwei, with his blank paper fan, definitely couldn't beat Camel.

When Camel was young, he was a double-flower red stick, a well-known thug in the gang, and also a Southeast Asian boxing champion.

Despite the excruciating pain, Camel kicked Zhiwei away and, clutching his back, hurriedly ran towards the door!

(End of this chapter)