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Chapter 121 Lei Yaoyang's Conspiracy

Jiang Tiansheng was sitting in his office, discussing with Chen Yao how to take over the Hetu site.

When he received the call from Boss B, he was stunned at first, his expression froze, and he was full of astonishment.

As the astonishment faded from his face, replaced by a deep solemnity, Jiang Tiansheng said in a harsh tone, "Ah B, you tell Ah Nan to hold on no matter what, I'll have Han Bin lead men to provide support!"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang!"

Having received Jiang Tiansheng's promise, Boss B immediately relaxed a lot.

Just as he hung up the phone with Jiang Tiansheng, Boss B's phone rang urgently again before he could even put it down. The screen showed Chen Haonan's number.

He quickly answered the phone, and Chen Haonan's hoarse voice, filled with anger, immediately came through the receiver: "Brother B! There are too many Tung Sing men, our brothers can't hold on! When are you going to send reinforcements? Any later and we're all finished!"

At this moment, Chan Ho-nam was huddled in a corner of a convenience store, with several new wounds on his body, the smell of blood mixed with sweat soaking through his clothes.

He had just led his men out to fight, but they were relentlessly suppressed by Sang Gou and Dongxing's men. Several attempts to break through were repelled, and his brothers suffered heavy casualties, leaving him the only survivor.

Chan Ho-nam gripped the phone receiver tightly, his eyes filled with anger and resentment, every second of waiting felt like torture.

Upon hearing this, Boss B's heart tightened. He quickly reassured him in a deep voice, his tone carrying an undeniable firmness: "Anan, hold the line! Han Bin has already led his men over there and will be here soon! You must hold the line; you absolutely cannot let those Tung Sing fans take over the place!"

"Han Bin?"

Upon hearing this, Chan Ho-nam was instantly stunned.

He subconsciously frowned, a sense of doubt rising in his mind.

Han Bin's Kwai Tsing branch is powerful, even stronger than Big Boss B. With him leading the support, they can easily crush the Tung Sing forces!

Kwai Tsing is too far away; it takes half an hour to get here!

Why did they send Han Bin from Kwai Tsing all the way to support them when Wo Luen Shing's men were already near Sham Shui Po?

Faced with Boss B's illogical arrangement, a sense of unease swept through Chen Haonan's heart.

Before he could think it through, the arrogant roar of the scumbag came from outside the convenience store, accompanied by the shouts and footsteps of the Tung Sing henchmen: "Search carefully! Drag out all the bastards from Hung Hing and beat them up!"

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From this day forward, this venue in Sham Shui Po belongs to Tung Sing!

"Yes, boss, you'll definitely take down those bastards from Hung Hing!"

"What do you mean Hung Hing produces thugs? I think they're the ones who get beaten to a pulp!"

"You damn bastard!" This arrogant shout ignited the pent-up anger in Chan Ho-nam's chest.

The image of Da Tian Er lying in a pool of blood, along with many other brothers, flashed through his mind, causing his blood to surge and his adrenaline to spike.

A terrifying power suddenly erupted from his body, which was exhausted from the fierce battle and blood loss.

In that instant, all the anger, resentment, anxiety, and panic in Chen Haonan's heart transformed into overwhelming ferocity.

He abruptly threw down the phone, grabbed a heavy folding stool from beside him, stared bloodshot at the entrance of the convenience store, and exuded a menacing aura.

"Clang!"

A muffled thud suddenly rang out, and Chan Ho-nam rushed out of the convenience store, grabbed a folding stool, and smashed it hard against the dog.

The dog felt a sharp pain in its head, its vision went black, and it collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

After taking down the scumbag, Chan Ho-nam didn't stop. Like a madman, he used the force of his extreme anger to charge towards the Tung Sing men.

Even if they were to be hacked to death, they would not back down in the slightest.

"You damn Hung Hing bastard, how dare you hit my boss!"

After realizing what was happening, the henchmen of the scumbag gang attacked Chan Ho-nam.

Under the dim neon lights, screams and roars mingled together in a scene of chaos.

Chan Ho-nam had already unleashed his full power, his punches and kicks still carrying a desperate, ruthless edge.

But in the end, they couldn't withstand the overwhelming numbers of the Dongxing faction; two fists can't fight four hands.

Several more heavy punches landed on his back and abdomen, and Chen Haonan groaned before staggering to the ground.

Before he could wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, a large foot kicked at him. He could only quickly curl up, desperately protecting the back of his head and vital organs with his hands, letting the fists and feet rain down on his shoulders and back.

Each impact brought excruciating pain, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

But all he could think about was holding on a little longer.

If we can hold on a little longer, we can buy Han Bin enough time.

He was unwilling to let Dongxing steal the territory he had fought so hard to win!

Finally, Chan Ho-nam's resistance was not in vain. Just as his eyelids were about to close completely and he was about to fall into a coma, a roar that shook the night sky suddenly exploded from the street corner. Its penetrating power was so strong that it drowned out all the noise of the fight.

"Hung Hing's Han Bin is here to take down the Tung Sing fans!"

"It's Han Bin! He's brought reinforcements!" One of the Tung Sing henchmen recognized the voice and exclaimed in surprise.

The Tung Sing boys, who were still recklessly beating Chan Ho-nam, stopped in their tracks and turned to look at the source of the sound.

The street was brightly lit, and Han Bin, dressed in a black outfit with a cold and stern expression, was followed by hundreds of Hung Hing brothers, who were carrying clubs and knives and were charging towards them with great momentum.

Meanwhile, the previously mentioned Dongxing Sanggou had already been defeated by Chen Haonan with all his might, and his fate was unknown.

The leaderless Tung Sing Tsai was already demoralized, and when he saw the Hung Hing gang arrive, he was so frightened that his face changed and he lost his composure.

Some people instinctively swung their sticks in resistance, but were instantly overwhelmed by the Hung Hing brothers' overwhelming offensive.

Han Bin took the lead, wielding his machete with fierce skill, each strike precisely aimed at the Tung Sing boy blocking his path, carving a bloody trail through the enemy lines.

The Hung Hing brothers followed closely behind, with their tasks divided in an orderly manner. They swept up the remaining Tung Sing henchmen while quickly taking control of the various entrances and exits of the venue.

In less than ten minutes, Han Bin completely took back the territory that Dongxing had taken from Chen Haonan.

The Tung Sing henchmen were either injured or had fled, making it impossible for them to form any effective resistance force.

The news quickly reached Lei Yaoyang, the Thunder Tiger of Dongxing, who stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray, his anger instantly clouding his judgment.

He abruptly stood up, let out a long howl, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly sinister glint, and cursed Han Bin and his ancestors for eighteen generations: "Han Bin! I curse you to the core! I, Lei Yaoyang, will remember this grudge. From now on, it's either you die or I live!"

The henchman Tiezhou, standing to the side, turned bright red with anger.

Sang Gou was his younger brother, and now that he had been defeated by Chan Ho-nam, he couldn't suppress his desire for revenge. He immediately stepped forward and said seriously, "Brother Yiu Yeung, we can't let this go! Should I take some men to Sham Shui Po right now and take Han Bin down?"

Lei Yaoyang slowly turned around, a chillingly sinister glint in his eyes, a ruthless smile curving his lips: "Iron Axe, since Han Bin wants to be the savior, then I'll grant his wish. You take your men and head straight to Kwai Tsing right now, and wipe out his stronghold!"

Lin Sheng had told him that Han Bin was secretly leading his men to infiltrate Sham Shui Po.

At that time, he didn't believe it and thought it was Lin Sheng's conspiracy to drag him down.

The fact that Han Bin is able to support Chen Haonan so quickly is enough to prove that what Lin Sheng said is true.

But it's too late now. Even if they bring men to Sham Shui Po, it will be difficult to drive Han Bin out, let alone take back the place.

Given this situation, Lei Yaoyang devised a strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao".

They sent men to raid Han Bin's house to see if he would continue to support Chen Haonan or go back to Kwai Tsing.

"Yes!" A flame of revenge instantly ignited in Tie Zhou's eyes. Overjoyed, he immediately bowed to accept the order and turned to rush out the door.

He didn't dare to waste a second, and immediately gathered a hundred or two henchmen, hid the weapons on their backs, and charged menacingly toward Kwai Tsing.

After arranging the Iron Axle's men, Lei Yaoyang, with a gloomy face, personally selected a team of elite swordsmen and sped towards Sham Shui Po.

Kwai Tsing is Han Bin's stronghold, which has been well-preserved for many years and is heavily fortified. Taking it down in one fell swoop would be extremely difficult.

Sham Shui Po had just been the site of a fierce battle, and the area was in ruins. Although Hung Hing had control of the situation, their foundation was not yet secure, making it much easier to retake it.

Sending Iron Axle to attack Kwai Tsing was intended to force Han Bin to return to defend, leaving the front and rear unable to support each other, while Lei Yaoyang took the opportunity to capture Sham Shui Po.

"Overthrow Hung Hing and take over Kwai Tsing!"

As soon as he stepped into Kwai Tsing territory, Tie Zhou raised his arms and shouted, his voice rough and deafening.

The Tung Sing brothers roared in response and charged into Hung Hing's various territories in Kwai Tsing like tigers descending a mountain. They swung sticks and smashed tables and chairs, and screams and the sound of breaking objects filled the air.

Hung Hing had few men left in Kwai Tsing to begin with, and they never expected Tung Sing to launch a sudden attack. Caught off guard, they suffered a series of defeats.

In just half an hour, several venues were robbed, resulting in heavy losses.

Han Bin was standing in the cleaned-up bar, where traces of the fight still lingered at his feet.

He had just settled the unconscious Chan Ho-nam and was about to take out his phone to call Chiang Tin-sang to report the good news that he had driven off Tung Sing and taken back Sham Shui Po.

Before the call could even connect, the henchman's cell phone rang urgently.

Han Bin's expression changed, and he immediately snatched the cell phone from the henchman's hand and quickly pressed the answer button.

"Boss! This is terrible! Lei Yaoyang's top henchman, Iron Axe, from Tung Sing has led over a hundred men to raid our Kwai Tsing establishments. They've already taken several places, and the brothers can't hold them off any longer!"

The henchman's voice on the other end of the phone was filled with panic and anxiety, mixed with the sounds of a noisy fight.

"That damn Lei Yaoyang! How dare he steal my lair!"

Han Bin's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and cursed Lei Yaoyang's female ancestors dozens of times over, his anger almost spitting out of his eyes.

The henchmen beside him panicked upon hearing this, and one of them quickly stepped forward and asked, "Boss, what do we do now?"

Should we immediately return to Kwai Tsing to provide assistance?

Han Bin took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and swept his sharp gaze around.

The situation in Sham Shui Po has stabilized, and the remaining forces of Tung Sing have long since collapsed. As long as Boss B brings his men to take over, everything will be fine.

He said in a deep voice, "The situation in Sham Shui Po is settled, and we've given Mr. Chiang a satisfactory explanation. You take most of the men and immediately return to Kwai Tsing to reinforce them. We absolutely cannot let that guy Lei Yaoyang fail!"

"Boss, we're going back to Kwai Tsing, what about you?" The henchman looked at Han Bin, his voice full of anxiety.

With Sham Shui Po having just been through a fierce battle and the remnants of Tung Sing still not eliminated, it would be too dangerous to leave Han Bin alone to guard the area.

"I'll wait for Ah B here. As soon as he arrives and takes over the situation, I'll rush to Kwai Tsing. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Han Bin said with a confident expression.

He has always been decisive and efficient, and he would never allow Lei Yaoyang to steal his Kwai Tsing stronghold, nor would he abandon the bloody victory he won in Sham Shui Po tonight.

"Yes, boss! You must be careful, Tung Sing might retaliate at any time!"

Ma Zai solemnly instructed him, knowing that Han Bin's mind was made up, and said no more. He immediately turned around, gathered his brothers, and led a large group of men to rush towards Kwai Tsing.

No sooner had the Hung Hing men left than Lei Yaoyang arrived in Sham Shui Po with his elite squad.

He swept his gaze across the chaotic street, his eyes dark, and immediately ordered the scattered brothers to be rallied. Relying on his years of prestige and skill, he quickly reassembled the Dongxing forces that had been scattered by Han Bin.

"Brother Yao Yang!" The remaining Tung Sing members bowed respectfully, their voices filled with the dishevelment of surviving a disaster, yet they still managed to maintain their fierce demeanor.

Sang Gou initially led more than 500 men to reinforce Sham Shui Po, but after this battle, more than half of them were lost, and now only less than 300 men remain, all of them wounded.

Lei Yaoyang stared at the decimated team before him, his anger surging. He roared at the crowd, "Everyone, get your spirits up! Tonight is no joke! We must crush Hung Hing and take back Sham Shui Po!"

"Take down Hung Hing! Take down Hung Hing!"

More than 300 Tung Sing boys roared in unison, their voices sweeping through the entire street like a tidal wave, causing the dilapidated doors and windows around them to tremble slightly, and filling the air with a fierce and malevolent aura.

Just then, a henchman came running from the street corner, panting, but unable to hide his joy: "Brother Yaoyang, Han Bin's large group of men has gone back to Kwai Tsing. Now he and a dozen or so men are left in Sham Shui Po!"

"good!"

Lei Yaoyang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he was overjoyed.

He immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Tie Zhou's number, his face beaming with excitement. "Tie Zhou, that bastard Han Bin has fallen for our trap! Most of his men have already returned to Kwai Tsing. Leave a few brothers there to pretend to guard the place, and bring your men to Sham Shui Po now. We'll attack from both sides and take Han Bin down!"

"Yes, Brother Yaoyang!"

Tie Zhou on the other end of the phone readily accepted the order, his voice brimming with excitement.

He had been holding back his anger for a long time, wishing he could rush into Sham Shui Po immediately and personally take down Chan Ho-nam to avenge his brother, Sang-gou.

They immediately began arranging manpower and rushed towards Sham Shui Po.

Inside the Hetu Bar, the air was thick with the mingled scents of smoke and a faint aroma of alcohol.

Han Bin leaned back on the leather sofa, a still-burning cigarette between his fingers, the smoke curling around his tense brows.

Looking out the window at the chaotic streets of Sham Shui Po, he thought to himself: Once Boss B arrives with his men to take over the situation, I will immediately rush to Kwai Tsing to provide assistance!

In the brief silence, a deafening roar of shouts suddenly erupted from the street, instantly shattering the tranquility of the bar.

"Take down Hung Hing!"

Take down Hung Hing's Penney Tigers!

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