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Chapter 123 Going to Pay the Bill for Benleihu

With Lin Sheng's mocking voice echoing in his ears, Jiang Tiansheng gripped his mobile phone tightly.

Having been in the industry for decades, he could easily understand the hidden meaning in Lin Sheng's words.

This is not an attempt to exonerate Chan Ho-nam at all; it is clearly a mockery of his poor judgment in choosing people and his misuse of personnel. Despite using every possible means, he couldn't even get his hands on a small piece of information!

Suppressing his anger, Jiang Tiansheng forced a smile and spoke with a hint of wariness in his voice: "Ah Sheng, you're a very important person, you can't possibly make a special phone call just to mock me, can you?"

In fact, Jiang Tiansheng knew that Lin Sheng had ulterior motives for calling.

Upon hearing this, Lin Sheng's tone became more forceful: "Mr. Jiang, a smart man doesn't beat around the bush. You know perfectly well that He Tu's place now belongs to Dong Xing. I wonder if you still want it?"

Lin Sheng had another meaning: Hung Hing's defeat was inevitable, and their previous deal had already been settled.

If he wasn't interested, he simply took it.

Chiang Tin-sang has no right to accuse Lam Sing of being unethical, since Hung Hing couldn't take it down on its own, so who's to blame?

"Ah Sheng, I've fallen into the same trap three times already. I won't be stupid enough to fall into it a fourth time."

Jiang Tiansheng's voice was unusually calm.

But beneath the calm surface, anger and resentment were about to erupt.

From fighting against United, Hongtai, to this latest incident, Lin Sheng has tricked them three times in total.

Just now, Jiang Tiansheng sent Boss B to Liang Ma's place. After calmly thinking it over, a terrible thought took shape in his mind: Lei Yaoyang was able to know his plans and seize the opportunity so timely, so he must have been instructed by Lin Sheng.

This was all a charade staged by the two of them, with the aim of monopolizing Hetu's territory.

Lin Sheng sensed the restraint in his words, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his tone nonchalant and carefree: "Jiang Sheng, since you're not interested, then I'll gladly accept this piece of fat meat from Hetu."

Before Jiang Tiansheng could say anything more, she hung up the phone decisively.

The mobile phone was slammed onto the table with a loud thud, the crisp sound particularly jarring in the quiet private room.

Jimmy immediately stepped forward, his tone urgent: "Brother Sheng, Jiang Tiansheng isn't taking the bait. Should we take action now and seize control before Dongxing gains a foothold?"

Lin Sheng leaned back on the sofa, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, a confident and smug smile on his face, his eyes filled with an air of absolute certainty: "Don't worry, who says Jiang Tiansheng won't take the bait?"

Nowadays, Jiang Tiansheng is all bark and no bite; all he has left is his stubbornness.

After all, Hung Hing lost ground, and their brothers suffered.

Han Bin and Boss B's two gangs must be full of complaints, and their subordinates will definitely no longer obey the leader's orders.

Lin Sheng had already calculated Jiang Tiansheng's predicament. Anger and interests would eventually prevail over arrogance. Once he dealt with Lei Yaoyang and took over Hetu's territory, Jiang Tiansheng would definitely come knocking on his door!

"Brother Sheng, what should we do?"

Jimmy clenched his fists, his face full of anxiety.

Lin Sheng, however, held his wine glass, his fingertips lightly tapping the rim, his expression indifferent as if it were none of his business, his tone calm and unwavering: "Have Gao Jin take action, first wipe out Hung Hing's territories in Sham Shui Po, and then frame Tung Sing for it."

His self-awareness was as sharp as an eagle's; he had already seen through the thoughts of Lui Yiu-yeung of Tung Sing and Chiang Tin-sang of Hung Hing, and every step of his calculations was precise and ruthless.

Having suffered losses multiple times, Jiang Tiansheng would never easily get involved again. Let him observe and test the waters first, and when the situation becomes clear, he will naturally be passively drawn in.

Lei Yaoyang was able to snatch the lucrative prize of He Tu right under Hung Hing's nose, which shows he was no ordinary person. Even if he wasn't exceptionally intelligent, his methods and shrewdness were enough to make people wary, and he should not be underestimated.

If Lin Sheng directly sends people and Lian Sheng's men to sweep through Lei Yaoyang's territory, even if they eventually succeed, it will be a Pyrrhic victory, and the losses will outweigh the gains.

Ko Chun just called to say that Hung Hing boss B has led his men to the place of the head of Sham Shui Po, the "Pretty Ma."

It was clearly to guard against Lui Yiu-yeung of Tung Sing, fearing that he would wipe out the small number of members in Sham Shui Po in one fell swoop.

Now that the two sides, Tung Sing and Hung Hing, are at loggerheads, if any of the venues owned by "Pretty Mama" are attacked, Chiang Tin-sang's first reaction will inevitably be that it was Lei Yao-yang's doing.

"Hehe, letting Hung Hing and Tung Sing continue their dogfighting is exactly what I want!"

Lin Sheng chuckled coldly twice.

Since Tung Sing and Hung Hing were ready to settle things, he added fuel to the fire, causing the conflict to erupt completely.

Given Boss B's impulsive and easily angered nature, he would definitely seek revenge on Lei Yaoyang without distinguishing right from wrong.

"Brother Sheng, what are you..." Jimmy was stunned when he heard the plan. He stopped abruptly, his face full of astonishment.

In his understanding, gang fights were always straightforward and direct, so this kind of conspiracy involving using someone else to kill and secretly sowing discord was beyond his expectations.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Why bother going through all this trouble and taking such a roundabout way when we could just lead our men to sweep through Lei Yaoyang's territory?"

But when she saw Lin Sheng's cold gaze, she swallowed the words back.

Lin Sheng glanced at Jimmy, a playful smile curving his lips: "Jimmy, it's like dogs fighting, all tangled up. The show can't go on."

His tone carried an air of complete composure, as if he had already foreseen the final outcome.

"Brother Sheng, I understand, but I feel it's a bit unethical." Jimmy looked embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, and spoke in a somewhat hurried tone.

Having spent years navigating the treacherous world of gangs, he was accustomed to fair and square confrontations, and this kind of underhanded tactic was something he found hard to adapt to.

Lin Sheng put down his wine glass, slowly stood up, raised his hand and patted Jimmy on the shoulder, his tone meaningful: "Jimmy, in the simple and honest Hong Kong Island, you've seen this kind of thing many times, so it's not surprising anymore."

A seemingly casual remark, yet it reveals the cruelty and reality of the martial arts world: the survival of the fittest, where there is no absolute morality.

Jimmy stood there, pondering Lin Sheng's words over and over.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

A moment later, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the anxiety and embarrassment on his face vanished instantly, replaced by respect and humility: "I understand, Brother Sheng, I will definitely learn from you!"

Only now did he fully understand Lin Sheng's good intentions.

Lui Yiu-yeung is no easy opponent; even Hung Hing is no match for him. Although Wo Luen Shing's forces are cobbled together from the nine districts and seem to have a large and powerful force, they are actually a disorganized mess. They are only good at fighting when the wind is blowing in their favor.

Once a stalemate or unfavorable situation is reached, it will inevitably lead to self-inflicted chaos and collapse without a fight.

This is the fundamental reason why Lin Sheng was unwilling to let his gang confront Lei Yaoyang of Tung Sing head-on.

By escalating the conflict between Hung Hing and Tung Sing, making them wear each other down, and seizing the right opportunity to take over both gangs' territories, we can surely become famous throughout Hong Kong Island.

Lin Sheng picked up the mobile phone on the table, his earlier playful demeanor towards Jimmy fading, replaced by a more serious tone: "Jin, later you'll lead a group straight to Liang Ma's place. There's information that she's secretly hiring a group of hired guns, so be extremely careful."

Gao Jin, on the other end of the phone, was taken aback. He had followed Lin Sheng for many years and had never heard his boss give an order in such a solemn tone. His heart tightened instantly, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly replied in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Brother Sheng, I will be careful and won't ruin your plans!"

"Um.",

Lin Sheng gave a brief reply and then decisively hung up the phone, looking at Zi Guang in Sham Shui Po with a deep and indifferent expression.

Jimmy stood to the side, barely daring to breathe, feeling that Lin Sheng was more awe-inspiring than ever before.

Lin Sheng dialed again, this time to Hong Ye.

Since Hung Yip single-handedly swept away the Chung Ching Society, he has made a name for himself in the Hong Kong underworld. With his ruthlessness and achievements, his name has been heard in all nine districts of the Wo Shing Society.

With Hong Ye leading the team, no one dared to disobey him.

"Hung Yip, take the brothers from District 9 and wait outside Sham Shui Po. When Hung Hing and Tung Sing have fought to a standstill, rush in and clear them out. Sweep everyone out of both sides."

Lin Sheng's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Upon receiving the order, Hung Yip asked with a hint of surprise, "Brother Sing, the triad has three thousand men. Why not just charge in and take down both Tung Sing and Hung Hing in one fell swoop? Why waste time waiting for them to finish fighting?"

In his eyes, matters of the martial world should be resolved by force, and such scheming and plotting are troublesome and cumbersome!

"Alright, another brainless brute." Lin Sheng shook his head slightly upon hearing this, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. He was too lazy to explain the pros and cons to him.

Hong Ye is skilled, but his mind is far less sharp than Jimmy's; further discussion is pointless.

His tone suddenly turned cold, carrying a blunt warning: "Hong Ye, stop talking nonsense and do as I say. If you dare to ruin my plans, you'll be spending your days in the hospital reflecting on your actions."

"hiss!"

Hong Ye on the other end of the phone gasped sharply, instantly realizing that Lin Sheng was truly enraged. The chilling pressure emanating from the receiver sent shivers down his spine.

Hong Ye quickly suppressed all distracting thoughts and replied respectfully and urgently, "Brother Sheng, I will strictly follow your orders and dare not make the slightest mistake!"

At 2 a.m., several thrilling brawls finally came to an end on the streets of Sham Shui Po. After the noise subsided, the streets gradually returned to a state of calm, with only the streetlights casting shadows that were sometimes long and sometimes short.

Before long, several late-night snack shops opened their doors one after another, their dim lights illuminating the street corner and filling the air with a rich, lively atmosphere.

The passersby who had been hiding in the shadows watching the fierce battle between Hung Hing and Tung Sing were already starving and flocked into the shop to find seats.

While eating rice noodle rolls and munching on braised chicken feet, these people whispered among themselves about the battle that had just taken place.

"Lei Yaoyang, the Thunder Tiger of Tung Sing, is really amazing. Even the big bosses of Hung Hing and Han Bin's gangs can't control him. He's ruthless!" A young man in a floral shirt took a sip of beer, his face full of admiration.

My friend next to me took a swig of beer: "You're right. The Hung Hing gang were complete trash. They got beaten to a pulp by Tung Sing and were eventually slunk out. They lost all face."

"At this rate, Sham Shui Po will probably be completely dominated by Lui Yiu-yeung, and Tung Sing will completely overwhelm Hung Hing!" someone said worriedly.

That's an exaggeration.

A man beside him waved his hand, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily, and lowered his voice: "The Wo Shing Pharma's Prince Sheng's men are waiting on the outskirts. Who knows if he'll suddenly make a move and snatch this piece of the pie?"

"Damn, if Prince Sheng wanted to make a move, he would have done it already! I bet it's because the Wo Shing faction is too mixed up, and the brothers in District Nine each have their own agendas, so he can't command them at all and can only watch helplessly as Tung Sing unleashes its power!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Many people believe that once Tung Sing becomes powerful, neither Hung Hing nor Wo Luen Shing will dare to challenge Lui Yiu-yeung!

Amidst the boasting of the crowd, a tremendous shout of killing suddenly erupted from the streets behind them.

"Tung Sing's Thunder Tiger sweeps the field, taking down Hung Hing!"

Dozens of burly, masked thugs stormed into the territory of "Pretty Ma," the leader of Hung Hing in Sham Shui Po. The sounds of tables and chairs overturning and fists and feet clashing filled the air.

Tung Sing was ruthless, attacking anyone they saw. The Hung Hing henchmen inside were caught off guard and were routed within minutes, with all of them fleeing.

"Hey beautiful! Something terrible has happened! The Tung Sing gang has attacked, and they've taken over several of our venues!"

The henchman scrambled into the beautiful mother's headquarters, his voice filled with panic.

The mother was checking the accounts when she heard this, and her hand loosened, causing the pen to fall and hit the edge of the table, tearing the account book.

But she was completely oblivious, her face blank and her eyes filled with disbelief!

Lei Yaoyang of Dongxing actually dared to lay a hand on her?

After a brief moment of shock, a chill ran from her feet to the top of her head. The color drained from the mother's face instantly, leaving only an icy chill. She forced out a furious curse through clenched teeth: "Lei Yaoyang has such a huge appetite, isn't he afraid of stuffing himself to death?!"

The establishment in Sham Shui Po was the foundation she built over more than a decade, and the capital that allowed her to establish herself in Hung Hing.

Lei Yaoyang snatched it without hesitation, clearly showing he didn't take her seriously, much less Hung Hing.

However, the beautiful mother knew Lei Yaoyang's ambitions. Taking over Hetu's venue wasn't enough; he would definitely plan to take over her venue as well.

But she never expected that this scoundrel would be so decisive, taking action without the slightest hesitation!

Seeing the beautiful woman's cold expression, the bodyguard stepped forward, his voice icy: "Sister, Thunder Tiger is courting death. Should I bring some men to pay for his actions?"

The beautiful mother looked up, her eyes surging with a cold killing intent, a resolute determination born from having her bottom line crossed.

She took a deep breath to calm her panic.

Among the twelve branches of Hung Hing, she had the fewest men under her command.

Lei Yaoyang is coming on strong now, and there is absolutely no chance of winning if we fight him head-on.

According to the rules, gangsters never use guns in fights.

Once she uses a gun, the balance will be disrupted, the police will definitely investigate thoroughly, and the surrounding gangs will criticize her behind her back.

But now, she has no other choice.

Even if she's under constant surveillance by the police afterward, and even if she has to face the consequences from the triads, the beautiful mother must make Lei Yaoyang pay the price and let everyone know that she's not a pushover.

"Take them there!"

The beautiful mother pointed to several trusted confidants with concealed firearms beside her and said in an icy voice.

"Beautiful lady!"

Several gunmen immediately walked over, looking at the pretty mother with indifferent expressions.

"Kill Thunder Tiger! Let him know that daring to steal my territory will come at a bloody price!"

At this moment, the beautiful mother felt both a ruthless determination and a hint of unease.

Although she had many skilled gunmen around her, Lei Yaoyang was no small fry either.

If we fail, the consequences will be unimaginable.