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

The gang leaders immediately began whispering among themselves, their faces showing surprise and disdain. Arcade games were like goose that laid golden eggs; everyone knew that buying them meant making a profit. Fatty Lai's actions weren't just arrogant; they showed a complete disregard for Mong Kok and were a slap in the face to all the gangs that followed the rules.

Ye Tian cupped his hands in greeting to Jiang Sheng: "Jiang Sheng deals with us on a cash-on-delivery basis, and the same goes for all of you brothers. Why should Fatty Lai be given special treatment? He's not just slapping Mong Kok in the face, he's slapping all the rule-abiding gangs, and he's slapping the rules you set, Jiang Sheng!"

The crown prince grunted, "He's slapping me in the face too."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Thirteen Sister added in a sinister tone, "Maybe they're cultured people and feel they deserve some special privileges."

A chorus of snickers erupted.

Ye Tian nudged Liang Kun with his elbow.

Leung Kwan understood, stood up, and cleared his throat: "Gentlemen, the unpleasant incident at the Gathering Hall today is partly due to our mishandling of things in Mong Kok. However, I do have another business I'd like to discuss with you all. This isn't a formal meeting, so those who want to listen can stay, and those who don't can leave as they please. But let me make it clear beforehand, those below the rank of Hall Master, please excuse us."

After hearing that, who would want to leave? Young Kun was known for his unconventional methods and his refusal to hog profits; the business he was talking about must be substantial. No one moved.

Chiang Tin-sang smiled slightly but remained silent. He was pleased that Leung Kwan had consulted him beforehand about what he wanted to say. In this world, the ultimate goal is to make money; to ensure that the money is stable, one must also find a way to "establish character" and clean up one's act. As long as Leung Kwan doesn't get involved in the dirtiest businesses (like drugs), Chiang sees him as a promising talent, and even a future position as the leader of Hung Hing... is not out of the question. In his heart, Hung Hing is ultimately a Chiang family business.

All the irrelevant people left, leaving only Jiang Tiansheng, the twelfth hall master, and Ye Tian and Lin Fu, who were specially allowed to stay in the hall.

Young Kun spoke again, his voice clearer in the now-empty lobby: "We've made some money in Mong Kok these past few years, but most of it... wasn't earned honestly. If you want to launder your money, go to those professional 'laundering' companies. Their fees are outrageous, 40% or 50%. Most of what we brothers earned by risking our lives is given away to them for nothing. It breaks my heart."

Bucky's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Kun, do you have a better way?"

All eyes were fixed intently on Liang Kun.

Liang Kun smiled, a hint of smugness in his eyes: "My son, Tian, ​​has come up with a plan, let me tell you all about it..."

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Dafei and Greyhound followed the crowd out of the Gathering Hall. They stopped at the door, looked at each other, and saw helplessness and frustration on each other's faces.

Greyhound spoke first, his voice a little dry: "The gang is going to fight Mong Kok, should we... join in?"

Dafei picked his nose hard! It was an old problem of his; his nose had been injured when he was younger, and it was always itchy! Then he wiped his fingers on his pants and said dejectedly, "I don't want to go, is that even possible?"

Greyhound remained silent for a while, then gave a wry smile: "That's true."

Both were high-ranking members of the North Point branch, holding considerable positions. Many similar high-ranking members existed across the various Hung Hing branches. Before Chiang Tin-sang reformed the system into a twelve-member leadership structure, many high-ranking members operated primarily at headquarters, only being dispatched to different branches when tasks were assigned. Since Chiang Tin-sang clarified responsibilities and authority, the autonomy of each branch increased significantly, and the high-ranking members generally remained within their respective branches, taking orders from them.

Dafei glanced at the tightly closed doors of the Hall of Righteousness and said enviously, "Liang Kun is a generous man; he's always willing to share the good stuff. I bet he's talking to all the big shots about how to make a fortune right now. Too bad we're not high enough to hear him."

Greyhound said resentfully, "Don't even mention them, I want to beat up Fatty Li too. He's disgusting."

Dafei thought for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Ye Tian is not someone to be trifled with. He has a wide circle of friends and connections, and might... borrow troops from him."

Greyhound was taken aback: "Borrow troops? There are rules in the gang that if two branches are fighting, third parties cannot interfere."

Dafei rolled his eyes: "Are you stupid? Does he have to borrow from other Hung Hing branches? Can't he 'borrow' some manpower from other triads?"

Greyhound's eyes widened instantly: "Borrowing outside troops? This...this is a grave taboo!"

Dafei curled his lip: "Fatty Li caused this mess himself, why should we brothers take the blame for him? I think we should go back and restrain our men, make them behave themselves for the next few days, and not go out and cause trouble."

Greyhound nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! Let him do what he wants!"

Both men were eyeing the position of gang leader; they would only have a chance if Fatty Lai fell. They couldn't wait for Mong Kok to teach Fatty Lai a lesson.

"I really want to hear what brilliant idea Handsome Kun came up with," Da Fei sighed again, and Greyhound nodded in deep agreement.

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The leaders emerged from the Hall of Gathering Righteousness, their faces glowing.

The prince put his arm around Liang Kun's shoulder and said in a loud voice, "Jiang Kun, you know me, I know absolutely nothing about business, I just love practicing martial arts. Put in a lot of effort on building this cinema, provide the money and the manpower, I'll fully support you!"

Thirteen Sister also came over, smiling and saying, "Handsome Kun, I have many sisters on Portland Street. I'll need your guidance on building this movie theater."

It's worth mentioning that in this timeline, Thirteen Sister didn't have any major grudge against Handsome Kun. Because of Ye Tian's existence, Handsome Kun had even subtly warned Chui Shui Da before his accident. But everyone has their own fate, and Chui Shui Da didn't make it.

With a smile, Leung Kwan agreed: "The three families of Yau Tsim Mong should naturally look out for each other."

A fierce glint flashed in the prince's eyes: "Ah Kun, should we send some men from my side to help you 'persuade' Fatty Li?"

Young Kun was a little tempted.

Ye Tian chuckled and interjected, "Brother Prince, the gang rules are in place. When Mong Kok and North Point fight, no third branch can directly intervene. Besides, Tung Sing is eyeing us from the outside, and it wouldn't be good for us to suffer too much internal strain. We can handle North Point. If we really can't hold on, we'll definitely ask for help."

The prince thought about it and agreed. He then pointed at Lin Fu and said to the crowd, "With Lin Fu here, no one in North Point can stop him."

Han Bin asked curiously, "Is Lin Fu really that skilled?"

The Crown Prince was certain: "Absolutely top-tier, no less than double-flower red stick level."

Han Bin gave Lin Fu a deep look and remembered him.

Ye Tian clasped his hands in a fist salute to everyone: "Gentlemen, I should have hosted a gathering at 'Have Backbone' restaurant. However, I need to go back and prepare to deal with Fatty Li. Once this is over, when he hosts a banquet to apologize, we'll drink until we drop!"

Everyone smiled and agreed, then dispersed.

Han Bin and Thirteen Sister left in the same car.

In the car, Han Bin spoke first: "Who do you think will win this battle between Mong Kok and North Point?"

Thirteen Sister said without hesitation, "Mongkok is bound to win."

"Are you so sure?"

"The three triads in Yau Tsim Mong are close to each other and have always been allies. Ever since Yip Tin started working, Tung Sing has never gained an advantage in these three districts. When triads fight, it's all about money and people. In the end, money is the most important thing. Both Kwan and Yip Tin are rich. Fat Lai? He's a salacious magazine seller who thinks he's high and mighty, but he's got no skills whatsoever. He's doomed to lose."

Han Bin nodded thoughtfully.

Thirteen Sister added, "I bet within a week, Fatty Lai will have to hold a reconciliation banquet and ask people to settle accounts and admit their mistakes."

Han Bin laughed: "I don't think it will take a week, three days at most."

Thirteen Sister asked in surprise, "You think highly of Handsome Kun?"

Han Bin shook his head: "I'm optimistic about Ye Tian. Your attention is all on Liang Kun. He's indeed capable, ruthless, and has a good business sense. But I'm more interested in Ye Tian. He's a gangster, but he lives a very different life. Other gangsters work hard to climb the ranks and make money, but Ye Tian... he's changed too much. Two years ago, he was a small-time hoodlum who swore all the time, but now when he walks down the street, you can't see a trace of a gangster. He looks like a proper scholar. He also has an investment company and has invested in a lot of legitimate businesses, arcade machines, VCD projects... If you have the chance in the future, get to know him better. This kid has something to offer, and he's going to be something big in the future. If I'm not mistaken, Fatty Li should be having a hard time starting today."

Thirteen Sister was greatly surprised: "You think so highly of him?"

Han Bin laughed and said, "Fatty Li is a gangster pretending to be a cultured man, while Ye Tian... is a shrewd businessman pretending to be a gangster. The two are not on the same level."

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Mong Kok branch.

Leung Kwan looked at Yip Tin and asked, "Since Mr. Chiang has given his permission to fight North Point, what are your specific plans?"