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

"There's nothing I can do. Who told you to spend a whopping 25 million on Little B's case?"

"Mr. Jiang specifically requested that you be present, saying that he would feel at ease if you were there."

Ye Tian's brows furrowed instantly, and his previously relaxed body sat up abruptly, his face showing a hint of annoyance at being disturbed.

"This Mr. Jiang really knows how to order people around. I've only just finished resting for a short while."

"Where has the negotiation venue been chosen?"

Leung Kwan straightened up, casually put his hands into his suit trouser pockets, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"Where else could it be? It's the old haunt of the big shots' gatherings! The 'Honest Restaurant,' of course."

Ye Tian chuckled, a knowing look flashing across his face, as if he had already guessed the answer.

"It really is the exclusive territory of these big shots. No matter how big the matter is, they all love to go there."

"When are we leaving?"

A barely perceptible hint of dissatisfaction flashed across Liang Kun's face, clearly indicating his displeasure at being rushed, and his tone was somewhat hurried.

"Now! Jiang Sheng and the others are already waiting downstairs. Don't keep the elders waiting too long."

Ye Tian stretched out a big yawn, his bones and joints making a series of crisp "crack" sounds, as if the fatigue he had accumulated for a long time was finally released, but a nonchalant smile appeared on his face.

"Alright then, I'll go. Going out at night fits my schedule perfectly."

"It's better than being uncomfortable under the sun in broad daylight."

Liang Kun sighed heavily, his tone revealing a hint of undisguised worry.

"Going out at night is comfortable, but it's also much more dangerous than during the day."

"Those guys from Tung Sing are all scoundrels. They might pull some dirty tricks, so we need to be extra careful."

Ye Tian chuckled, a hint of arrogant sharpness flashing in his eyes, his tone carrying an undisguised provocation.

"It would be good if they actually dared to make a move."

"This gives me a legitimate reason to completely wipe out Tung Sing, so I won't keep causing trouble in the future."

Liang Kun was startled and quickly reached out to pat Ye Tian's arm, his tone filled with urgent dissuasion.

"Don't do anything reckless! This is no longer an era where fighting and killing can solve problems."

The arrogance on Ye Tian's face vanished instantly, replaced by a meaningful smile, and his tone returned to calm.

"I understand. When you're out in the game, making money is the most important thing. Fighting and killing are just appetizers."

"We are not the same as before. We need to be more prudent in our actions and can no longer act impulsively like we used to."

Liang Kun breathed a sigh of relief, put his arm around Ye Tian's shoulder affectionately, and the two walked side by side toward the door.

"That's right. The days when we two brothers worked ourselves to the bone are long gone. Now, stability comes first, and making money is the top priority."

Ye Tian nodded slightly, his tone carrying a hint of obedience.

"You're the boss, I'll follow your orders."

Soon, Ye Tian and Liang Kun, along with Lin Fu, Luo Tianhong, Shanji, and Wu Zhaonan, went downstairs to meet Jiang Tiansheng and Chen Yao.

The group set off in a grand and imposing manner towards the Youguqi Restaurant.

Jiang Tiansheng's gaze fell on Chicken, who was following behind Liang Kun. His eyes widened slightly, and his tone carried a hint of surprise.

"Ah Kun, isn't that Pheasant? Why did you bring him along?"

Liang Kun laughed heartily, patted Chicken's shoulder heavily, and spoke with a hint of admiration.

"This kid is a new underling I just took in. He's quick-witted and efficient, and I plan to train him properly."

"The main reason for bringing him here this time is to broaden his horizons, expand his knowledge, and teach him some manners."

Jiang Tiansheng looked at Shanji with an encouraging expression on his face, his tone gentle yet authoritative.

"Chicken, work hard under Ah Kun's guidance and perform well. Grandpa will not let capable people down. You will have a bright future."

The pheasant's face immediately lit up with excitement. He quickly bowed deeply, his posture extremely humble, his tone full of gratitude.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Jiang, for your guidance! I will definitely work hard under Brother Kun and live up to your expectations!"

After saying that, Shanji wisely retreated to Lin Fu and the others, standing quietly without daring to even breathe loudly.

He knew perfectly well that even if he had now sided with Liang Kun, he was still a junior member without any official position. He should never speak out of turn and should remain a background figure in the background as the safest course of action.

He quietly moved closer to Lin Fu, lowered his voice, and asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Brother Fu, what are we going to do this time? I still have no idea."

Lin Fu turned his head to the side, his lips almost touching the pheasant's ear, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Go and negotiate with the people from Tung Sing about the matter of Little B."

The pheasant suddenly realized, its eyes lighting up instantly, its tone filled with barely suppressed anticipation.

"So it was about Brother B. Is this to avenge Brother B?"

Lin Fu chuckled, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery, his tone blunt and merciless.

"Revenge? You're dreaming."

"They're using Little B's death as leverage to sell him for a good price."

Boom!

The pheasant seemed to have been struck by lightning, and it froze on the spot, its eyes wide open, unable to recover for a long time.

After a long while, he managed to find his voice, which was trembling slightly.

"To...to sell Brother B's death for a good price?"

Lin Fu gave him a strange look, his tone carrying a sense of matter-of-fact composure.

"Otherwise what?"

"If you really wanted to avenge Little B, would you need to go to such lengths to hold a banquet for negotiations?"

"Just gather all your forces and dump them on Dongxing's assets. Let's fight to the death."

"At worst, we can draw lots to decide who lives and who dies, send a few thugs to take care of Yao Yang, and that'll be the end of it."

"This is how you should avenge Little B."

"Where would we normally be, leisurely setting up a banquet and discussing terms like this?"

Pheasant felt his worldview had been shattered, and his chest felt like it was blocked by a heavy stone, making him feel suffocated.

Brother B was the leader of the Causeway Bay gang. His entire family was brutally buried alive. With such a deep-seated hatred, why didn't the higher-ups of the gang think about revenge? Instead, they wanted to use his death to make a fuss.

That's so cold-blooded.

They were nothing like the loyal and righteous leaders of the organization that I had imagined.

The pheasant lowered its head, its face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water, and its mood was extremely depressed.

Lin Fu saw through his thoughts at a glance and asked in a somewhat probing tone.

"What's wrong? Are you upset? Do you find this approach unacceptable?"

The pheasant nodded sullenly, its voice barely audible, like a mosquito's hum.

"Brother Fu, this is completely different from the martial arts world I imagined."

Lin Fu couldn't help but laugh, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

What kind of martial arts world do you imagine?

The pheasant raised its head, its eyes filled with pure longing, and spoke earnestly.

"Let's kill people together, drink together, and play around with women together."

"We make money together, and we shoulder hardships together. We value brotherhood and loyalty."

Lin Fu looked at him with a strange expression, his tone carrying a hint of amusement and exasperation.

"If you have such aspirations, why don't you become a policeman?"

"You think you can find such pure brotherhood in the martial arts world?"

"You're so naive."

The pheasant's face showed a hint of defiance, and its tone carried a sense of defense.

"Isn't that what people in the martial arts world say? They value loyalty, friendship, and life and death together."

Lin Fu shook his head, explaining with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Those are just pretty words used to fool you newbies."

"I won't tell you a single thing about the deceit, intrigue, and dirty tricks of the underworld."

The pheasant was still somewhat skeptical, and frowned as he pressed for an answer.

"Is there really no such thing as brotherhood in the martial arts world, a bond that transcends life and death?"

Lin Fu nodded and said with certainty.

"Yes, I have!"

"For example, Brother Kun and Brother Tian, ​​as well as Wu Zhaonan and his brothers."

Shanji subconsciously looked at Wu Zhaonan standing to the side. The latter was taken aback by his gaze, turned his head, and asked Lin Fu with some confusion.

How did you know about my affairs?

Lin Fu rolled his eyes, a rare occurrence for him, his tone carrying a hint of self-righteousness.

"Please, you're Brother Kun's personal bodyguard. How could we not have thoroughly investigated your background before contacting you?"

"If we don't even know who you are or what your background is, who would dare entrust Brother Kun's safety to you?"

After thinking about it carefully, Wu Zhaonan felt that Lin Fu's words made a lot of sense, so he nodded silently and did not ask any further questions.

The pheasant's curiosity was completely piqued, and he quickly turned his gaze to Lin Fu, asking urgently, "What's going on with A-Wu and his brother? Can you tell me?"