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

Huang Bingyao said decisively, "Yes, just the three of us. Ye Tian's situation is special; the more people who know, the greater the risk. If word gets out and he finds out we're investigating him, we'll be in big trouble." Lu Qichang and Chen Xinjian exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes, and nodded.

"Ring ring! Ring ring!"

The piercing ring of the telephone shattered the tranquility of the bedroom like a sharp awl. Ye Tian reached out from under the covers, groped around for a while, and finally grabbed the incessantly ringing phone on the bedside table. Without even opening his eyes, he pressed his thumb hard on the reject button.

"Damn...something's wrong with him..."

He mumbled a curse, rolled over, and buried his face in the pillow. What gangster has a rule about getting up before noon? Don't they know he's grumpy in the morning?

Less than five seconds of silence followed, then the phone rang again, its shrill ring echoing in the empty room. Ye Tian was furious. He sat bolt upright, his hair a mess, his eyes gleaming with sleepy rage. He grabbed the phone, pressed the answer button, and yelled, "You better have some kind of life-or-death emergency! Otherwise, I guarantee you'll regret calling!"

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned by the shout. After several seconds of silence, a cautious, slightly trembling voice came through: "Mr. Ye, hello... It's like this, Director Wong Ping-yiu of the West Kowloon Headquarters would like to extend an invitation to you through our company..."

He said that to thank you for your support of the police force's charitable work over the years, he would like to invite you to a simple meal. He wondered if you... had the time?

Upon hearing this, Ye Tian's anger flared even more: "This trivial matter?!"

"You dare bother me with something so trivial at this hour? Don't you want your bonus this month?!"

After saying that, he didn't listen to the other person's explanation at all, slammed the phone down, tossed it to the foot of the bed, pulled the blanket over his head, and went back to sleep. A gangster, getting invited to dinner by the police chief? What bad luck!

He slept soundly until after 3 p.m., when he finally woke up. He stretched, feeling completely relaxed, and yawned as he got out of bed to wash up. As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, he saw Lin Fu already in the living room, carrying a plastic bag from a breakfast shop.

"Brother Tian, ​​you're awake?" Lin Fu smiled and put the bag on the dining table. "I brought you breakfast: char siu buns, custard buns, and hot milk tea, all your favorites." Although it was breakfast, it was almost afternoon tea time.

Ye Tian hummed in agreement, sat down, picked up a char siu bao (barbecued pork bun), and took a bite. The dough was soft and fluffy, and the filling was perfectly balanced between sweet and savory. Lin Fu sat down in the chair opposite him and began to get down to business: "Brother Tian, ​​things haven't been peaceful in the martial arts world these past few days."

"Dongxing Ba Bi is dead. Although he wasn't one of the Five Tigers, he was still a prominent figure in Dongxing. To be killed so inexplicably, Dongxing has declared that they will definitely find the murderer and make him pay with his blood."

Ye Tian ate his steamed bun slowly, merely raising his eyes upon hearing this: "Even if Ba Bi isn't top-tier, he's still a face of Dongxing. If he gets slapped in the face and doesn't get revenge, the entire gang will lose face. Retaliation is a given."

He thought for a moment, put down the steamed bun, looked at Lin Fu, and said in a more serious tone, "These next few days, stay close to Brother Kun and protect his safety."

Lin Fu wasn't stupid; his expression immediately turned serious. "Brother Tian, ​​are you saying... Tung Sing might hold Brother Kun responsible for this?"

Ye Tian nodded and took a sip of milk tea: "Most people in this line of work are straightforward and prone to taking their anger out on others. We confiscated Ba Bi's money, and that can't be kept secret from those who are interested. In their eyes, this is inextricably linked to Brother Kun."

"Besides, Babi had a grudge against Kun Ge before. If Tung Sing wanted to find a pretext to make trouble, Kun Ge would be the most convenient target."

"Those who steal fans can't be expected to act according to common sense. It's better to be cautious; having more people around gives you more peace of mind."

"Understood, Brother Tian! I'll go to Brother Kun's place later!" Lin Fu replied readily.

"I'm having you with Brother Kun for two reasons: first, to protect him," Ye Tian added, "and second, to stop him."

"If Brother Kun tries to cause trouble for Little B because of Ba Bi's matter, you must stop him and not let him act impulsively."

Lin Fu frowned slightly: "Brother Tian, ​​this...isn't that unnecessary? Little B's actions are clearly aimed at Brother Kun. It's normal for Brother Kun to lose his temper and demand an explanation."

Ye Tian shook his head: "You don't understand the water here."

Lin Fu quickly said, "Please enlighten me, Brother Tian, ​​I really can't figure it out."

Ye Tian decided to be blunt: "Xi B is just a dog raised by Jiang Tiansheng. He doesn't have the guts to challenge Brother Kun."

"In terms of strength, manpower, and wealth, how can Little B compare to Brother Kun? As for his connections within Hung Hing, Little B is also inferior to Brother Kun. Not to mention, when he first started out in this business, Little B received a lot of help from Brother Kun. Logically speaking, even if you gave him ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to mess with Brother Kun."

"He dares to do this now because Jiang Tiansheng must have given his approval. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such confidence."

Lin Fu's expression changed: "Brother Tian, ​​you mean... Jiang Sheng wants to mess with Brother Kun?"

Ye Tian shook his head: "No, Jiang Sheng didn't intend to directly target Brother Kun."

Lin Fu was completely confused, his face full of question marks: "Then why did Jiang Sheng condone Siu B's actions?" Ba Bi was Liang Kun's sworn brother, killing Ba Bi was slapping Liang Kun in the face. Jiang Sheng didn't want to touch Liang Kun, so why did he acquiesce?

Ye Tian looked at Lin Fu's confused expression, a meaningful look in his eyes: "If Brother Kun asks, please ask him for me."

"Ask him why Jiang Tiansheng wants people to call him 'Mr. Jiang' instead of 'Boss' or something else like the other gang leaders?"

Lin Fu's face was filled with even more questions. What was all this about? It was just a form of address, how could it be related to Little B killing Ba Bi and Jiang Sheng targeting Brother Kun? He couldn't figure it out, but he still honestly wrote it down: "Okay, Brother Tian, ​​if Brother Kun asks, I will definitely pass on the message exactly as it is."

Lin Fu didn't dare to delay and got up to rush to Liang Kun's residence.

In Liang Kun's apartment, the light was dim. He was slumped on the sofa smoking, his face pale, with prominent bags under his eyes, looking exhausted. His female companion, wearing a silk slip dress, was unconsciously rubbing her lips with her fingers, her eyes watery, clearly having been up to something.

Lin Fu smiled and stepped forward to greet him, "Brother Kun, I'm here." Then he told Ye Tian his instructions in detail, including protecting him and stopping him from causing trouble for Xi B.

After hearing this, Liang Kun rolled his eyes: "That kid Tian is good in every way, but he always treats me like a three-year-old."

"Am I inconsiderate in my actions?"

"Someone like Little B doesn't even deserve my personal attention!"

Lin Fu's face lit up with joy: "Brother Kun, you're not planning to cause trouble for Little B? That's good, it'll save us from any unnecessary complications."

"Little B is nothing," Liang Kun scoffed, his tone dismissive. "If I'm going to cause trouble, it's not him." He slapped his female companion's thigh, and the Mong Kok gang leader's face instantly hardened with malice. "If I'm going to cause trouble, it'll be Jiang Tiansheng!"

"Brother Kun, you can't do that!" Lin Fu was startled and quickly advised, "Brother Tian said that Jiang Sheng didn't mean anything by it, please don't act rashly."

Young Kun rolled his eyes again: "I know Little B better than you do. He has no one backing him up; he wouldn't dare mess with me even if you gave him three lives! Besides Chiang Tin-sang, who else could it be?"

Lin Fu smiled wryly: "Brother Kun, I understand all of this. But Brother Tian specifically asked me to pass on a message to you."

"He said, if you really want to cause trouble for Mr. Chiang, you should first think carefully about why Mr. Chiang lets people call him 'Mr. Chiang' and not something else."

Hearing this, Liang Kun was taken aback. The ruthlessness on his face softened a little, replaced by a look of confusion: "What's wrong with that? It makes you look more refined and gives you face when people call you 'Sheng'."

Lin Fu shrugged: "I don't know what Brother Tian meant. He just told me to pass on this message. I'm just a gofer; I do what the boss says."

Liang Kun frowned and fell silent. At first glance, this question didn't seem like a question at all. Many prominent figures in the underworld liked to be addressed as "Sheng," as it sounded cultured and sophisticated. But upon closer inspection... Jiang Tiansheng, as the leader of Hung Hing, was always known for his tough-guy image. When did he become so particular about "refinement"? He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he simply picked up his phone and called Ye Tian.

"Tin, why does Chiang Tin-sang have people call him 'Chiang Sang'?" As soon as the call connected, Leung Kwan asked impatiently.

Ye Tian seemed to sigh on the other end: "You really want to cause trouble for Jiang Sheng?"