Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

He walked up to Big D, reached out and patted Handsome Kun on the shoulder, his tone calm:

"Boss, it's not worth getting angry with this old man."

"True power lies not in winning or losing with words, but in concrete actions."

Liang Kun didn't say anything, but his chest was still heaving violently, clearly still angry.

Big D was startled, thinking to himself: That makes so much sense! I have to write it down; I'm sure I'll find it useful when negotiating with people in the future!

Liang Kun huffed a few times, his chest heaving gradually subsided, and he calmed down a little.

Ye Tian slowly walked up to Xiang Yan, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness, a half-smile:

"Sir, the banquet is over. Thank you for coming all this way to present this 'generous gift'."

"I'll gladly accept this piece of land in Causeway Bay."

"I'm giving you three days to move all your properties and staff out of Causeway Bay as soon as possible. If you don't leave after three days, I'll have to take action myself."

"Don't blame me for not giving you advance notice."

Standing to the side, Sister-in-law D looked at Ye Tian's innate domineering aura and trembled inwardly: Is this the kind of presence a leader of Hung Hing should have? Compared to him, her own man seemed to lack this kind of intimidating power.

Xiang Yan had forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and on the surface, he had regained his composure, though his tone carried a hint of resentment:

"If you're really that capable, what if you swallow up the entire Xinji Hotel?"

Ye Tian rolled his eyes, his tone full of disdain:

"I'm not the leader of Hung Hing. If you're so capable, go talk tough to Mr. Chiang. Talking to me like this is useless and a waste of your breath."

Hearing this, Jiang Tiansheng, who was not far away, immediately turned pale and cursed inwardly: This kid is always trying to shift the blame onto me.

Ye Tian took a step forward, deliberately lowering his voice, his tone icy and chilling, so that only he and Xiang Yan could hear him:

"Old man, if you're going to be a dog, you should be prepared to be one."

"I don't care who sent you to test my limits, I can tell you clearly that you chose the most foolish path."

"Since you dare to provoke me, you'd better be prepared to face my wrath."

"Do you really think I, Ye Tian, ​​am easily intimidated?"

Ye Tian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sinister smile.

Those who crawl out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood are covered with an inescapable aura of menace. Some people control it very well and do not show it in their daily lives, while others are flamboyant and outward, making people fear them.

Ye Tian belongs to the former category, but once he gets truly angry, the ruthlessness hidden in his bones will unconsciously emanate from him.

Wang Jianjun, who had been silently observing Ye Tian, ​​was shocked by this scene. His fingertips unconsciously rubbed his waist, and he had already made a judgment in his mind—this boss carried the same smell of gunpowder as himself.

How could Xiang Yan withstand such a fierce aura?

He was a second-generation gangster. Although he had been involved in the underworld for a few days when he was young and had seen some storms, he completely distanced himself from the gang conflicts at the bottom level after he became an adult.

He's a legitimate senior lawyer, a seasoned barrister, who has spent years mingling in high society and dealing with prominent figures. He's long been accustomed to a refined and courteous way of communicating.

He never expected that attending a Hung Hing Hall Master's promotion banquet would lead him to encounter a killer like Ye Tian.

This is completely different from his previous experiences.

Actually, it's not fair to blame Xiang Yan for misjudging. In a triad like Hung Hing, apart from Sister Thirteen who was relatively young when she was promoted, the other leaders were all seasoned veterans who had been in the underworld for over ten or twenty years.

The older you get in the world of martial arts, the more timid you become.

Having already achieved success and hold power and wealth, who would be willing to risk their life?

When faced with a situation, one must weigh the pros and cons, calculate repeatedly, and strive for stability.

Although Ye Tian is young, he is a veteran in the martial arts world.

Many senior members of various organizations are not as senior as him.

Xiang Yan originally thought that Ye Tian would be as tactful as the other leaders of Hung Hing and know when to stop, but he never expected that he had misjudged him.

Xiang Yan trembled with fear at the chilling aura emanating from him and dared not utter another word.

He just snorted coldly, turned around and left, his steps somewhat hurried.

They didn't even dare to utter a harsh word.

Ye Tian watched his disheveled retreating figure, chuckling coldly as the chill in his eyes gradually faded.

Handsome Kun patted Big D's arm:

"Big D, let me go."

Big D looked at him suspiciously, his eyes full of uncertainty:

"Have you really calmed down? You're not planning to cause Xiang Yan any more trouble?"

Liang Kun rolled his eyes and said irritably:

"That old bastard Xiang Yan has already run away with his tail between his legs, who am I supposed to get angry with?"

Big D thought about it and realized that made sense, so he quickly loosened his grip on Pretty Kun's waist.

Liang Kun quickly walked up to Ye Tian, ​​lowered his voice, and asked with a hint of doubt:

"What exactly happened? That old bastard Xiang Yan suddenly launched an attack; he's definitely up to no good."

Ye Tian smiled slightly, his tone mysterious:

"We'll talk about it when we get back!"

He waved, and Wang Jianjun immediately came over carrying the large wooden box full of red envelopes. The bottom of the box rubbed against the ground, making a dull sound.

Ye Tian casually grabbed a few thick red envelopes from inside and stuffed them into Liang Kun's hand. The red envelopes were almost as thick as his palm.

"Boss, could you please give these to the brothers on guard duty? Consider it my treat for them to tea. Thank you for running around all day."

Liang Kun declined with a smile:

"Why do you need to pay for this? I can handle this small expense myself, there's no need for you to spend money."

But Ye Tian was adamant, shoving the red envelope into his hand without allowing him to refuse.

Liang Kun had no choice but to accept it and turned to make arrangements.

Half an hour later, the group moved to another location and arrived at the office of the Causeway Bay Security Company.

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Tiansheng spoke first, his tone tinged with doubt:

"Tian, ​​what's the meaning behind Xiang Yan's sudden attack? Is someone behind him?"

Liang Kun frowned and said in a deep voice:

"We've always kept to ourselves and have no conflicts with Xinji."

"Minor frictions that occasionally occur on the ground are normal occurrences in the underworld. They are not deep-seated grudges and there is no need to tear off the mask in such situations."

Han Bin stroked his chin, pondering:

"Could it be that Xinji is jealous of how fast we've been making money lately and wants a piece of the pie, so they're deliberately provoking us?"

Chen Yao shook his head, his tone certain:

"Impossible. Xinji has its own way of making money, which does not conflict with our business. It's not worth falling out with us for such a small amount of money."

Ye Tian chuckled, his tone carrying a hint of understanding:

"We, or rather I, are being targeted by certain people."

"Do you really think that old bastard Xiang Yan came here to genuinely celebrate my promotion?"

"I'm not the head of Hung Hing, just a newly promoted branch leader."

"Does he have such influence that he, the head of the new triad, would personally make such a trip?"

Han Bin smiled and retorted:

"Didn't Lin Yaochang from Xinliansheng also come? Isn't he also a top-level figure?"

Ye Tian waved his hand and explained:

"It's different. Lin Yaochang wasn't targeting me; he was targeting Chiang Sheng."