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

Ye Tian didn't hesitate for a second, but Xiang Yan was already in a state of panic.

The important man's admonitions still echoed in my ears, each word like a shard of ice, seeping into my bones through my pores.

Xiang Yan felt as if his blood was about to freeze into ice, and the cold sweat on his back soaked through his shirt, sticking to his skin and making him shiver.

Previously, he had taken it as a casual reprimand from an important person, or a few words of advice from an elder to a junior.

Who would have thought that the warning and admonition were genuine, but he ignored the most crucial warning and plunged headlong into the minefield.

"If you had known those words would carry such weight, why didn't you say them more harshly in the first place? That would have made me more wary!"

Xiang Yan gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment towards the important figure rising in his heart.

But he could only keep these words to himself; he wouldn't dare say them out loud, even if he had ten times the courage.

Xiang Yan composed himself, swallowed hard, and his Adam's apple bobbed as if a pebble was stuck in it.

He grabbed the phone on the table, his fingers trembling like a leaf: "Tell Axe Jun to withdraw from Causeway Bay immediately. Don't worry about the territory or anything. The triad will make up for all his losses."

Normally, Xiang Yan would never have given up so easily.

Although the street in Causeway Bay wasn't very wide, it was guarded by Axe Jun, a ruthless character that the Sun Kee was known for. Losing the territory was tantamount to losing face for the triad.

But now, where is even a trace of his usual composure?

Ye Tian's greatest skill is playing dumb to fool others. He appears calm and collected on the surface, but he is more ruthless than anyone else when he strikes.

If Axe Jun is left there, not only will he lose his territory, but he might even lose his life in Causeway Bay!

Xiang Yan was a seasoned veteran who had been in the business for decades. He knew what it meant to make a tough decision and what it meant to preserve one's life.

"I'll have to find a way to make it up to Axe Jun later... Go directly to Ye Tian? No way, that would be too beneath me. Where would I put my face?"

"Forget it, let's go find Liang Kun. That guy is very shrewd and diplomatic; he's the most suitable person to handle things."

Xiang Yan picked up the phone to dial, but halfway up, he put his hand down dejectedly and shook his head helplessly.

Things are different now.

Normally, even if it were 3 a.m., let alone midnight, if he made a phone call, Liang Kun would listen respectfully and wouldn't dare to utter a single word of nonsense.

But now, he is the one asking for a favor, so he has to lower his stance and not be impolite.

He had a great hand, but he played it terribly.

While Xiang Yan was tossing and turning, unable to sleep, Thirteen Sister's bar was brightly lit, with laughter and chatter so loud it seemed to shake the roof.

Jiang Tiansheng sat in the center, while the Crown Prince, the three Han brothers, and others surrounded the table, all with ruddy complexions and spittle flying as they chatted.

"Mr. Jiang, we've truly triumphed this time!"

The prince slammed his hand on the table, the force so great that the wine glasses clattered, and his voice boomed as if he were about to lift the roof off, "A top ten gang in the martial arts world, just like that, wiped out! In no more than two hours, it was completely removed from the list. That's incredibly satisfying!"

Gan Zitai sat to the side, smiling but saying nothing.

Jiang Tiansheng placed him in the fiercely competitive Tsim Sha Tsui area because he valued his ruthlessness and strategic thinking.

And he lived up to expectations, transforming a neglected and unloved enclave into an impregnable territory.

"It's more than just a sense of triumph."

Han Bin picked up his glass and took a sip. His eyes were so sharp they seemed to pierce through people's hearts. He always saw things from a different perspective than others. "This time, Hung Hing took the lead and other triads followed suit. On the surface, it was a joint effort, but in reality, they all owed us a debt of gratitude. Dealing with them in the future will be much smoother."

"In my opinion, this is all thanks to your excellent leadership, Mr. Chiang, and the united efforts of the brothers. Otherwise, how could we have cracked such a tough nut as Hung Hing?"

Liang Kun rubbed his hands together, a perfectly timed smile plastered on his face. He rattled off a string of polite phrases, as smooth and polished as a pebble that had been played with for years.

Anyway, Ye Tian had already said that he didn't care how the Zhongqing Society divided its territory among the various gangs.

Without the constraints of territory, Liang Kun couldn't be bothered to worry about who got more or less.

Chung Ching Society's territory may look large, but it is still a young organization, and the quality of its territory cannot compare with that of established organizations like Hung Hing.

Hung Hing naturally looked down on it, but in the eyes of other triads, it was a real piece of meat that everyone would covet.

The Crown Prince and Han Bin exchanged a glance, both seeing doubt in each other's eyes.

What's wrong with Handsome Kun lately?

In the past, he relied on his own strength and was only superficially respectful to Jiang Tiansheng. Why is he now flattering Jiang Tiansheng all the time? Could it be that he is plotting something bad?

Jiang Tiansheng threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound so hearty it made people's ears ring:

"This battle gives us a legitimate reason to fight, and it truly makes the name of Hung Hing famous!"

"This was handled brilliantly; both the legitimate and criminal worlds owe us a favor."

"Ah Kun is only half right. This success is inseparable from the concerted efforts of the brothers, and even more so from Ah Tian."

"Without Ah-Tian's strategic planning behind the scenes, it would have been a pipe dream for us to take down the Chung Ching Society so easily!"

Han Bin put down his wine glass, sighed, and said with deep emotion:

"Those Zhongqing Society members are as arrogant as crabs that swagger around. They always have thirty or forty people clearing the way when they go out, making a huge fuss that blocks all the traffic on the street."

"They were so afraid that others wouldn't know they were involved in a gang that they practically had the words 'Zhongqing Society' engraved on their foreheads."

"They're on the front page of the newspapers every other day. To be honest, the police hate them even more than they hate us."

"When we took action to clear out the Chung Ching Society, the police did not interfere at all. They even helped maintain order. Their attitude couldn't be clearer."

Jiang Tiansheng extended his finger and pointed it at Han Bin, a smile of approval on his face:

"Binny Tiger is insightful and gets to the heart of the matter."

"The Zhongqing Society is quite an oddity in the underworld."

"Just because we can deal with them doesn't mean we can deal with other gangs. Everyone should be aware of that."

"Never become complacent after achieving some success and fail to recognize your own limitations."

Handsome Kun grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth:

"If these guys hadn't provoked us first, who would bother with these arrogant crabs?"

"They brought this on themselves. Even if we don't take action, they'll be wiped out by the police sooner or later."

"Instead of wasting time fighting and killing, wouldn't it be more practical to quietly run a business and make some money?"

"What's the point of living like this in the end? It's all about money, making money is the only thing that matters!"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere in the bar became even more lively.

Thirteen Sister, holding her wine glass, spoke with a smile, her eyes gleaming with shrewdness:

"Mr. Jiang, the Zhongqing Society has a lot of good stuff in its hands. We can't miss it."

Jiang Tiansheng stroked his short beard and smiled confidently:

"Tomorrow I'm going to get together with Camel, God, and Brother Chang to discuss the territory."

"We, Hung Hing, should be able to acquire that piece of land in Kowloon City."

"We can also get a share of the pie on Hong Kong Island, so I doubt anyone will compete with us."

Liang Kun slapped his thigh and said excitedly:

"That's a great idea! Kowloon City is a notoriously poor place, while Hong Kong Island has plenty of lucrative opportunities. If we take these two plots of land, people will just say that Hung Hing is benevolent and doesn't rob the good stuff."

Jiang Tiansheng raised his eyelids and looked at the crowd:

"Besides the territory, what else is worth noting?"

Han Bin pondered for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he were thinking about something:

"Those Chung Ching Society members have connections in both the legal and illegal worlds. They'll do anything to make money."