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

They have absolutely no right to wage war against Hung Hing!

It was precisely because Ye Tian saw this that he was so confident and relentlessly pressed forward.

Fight us? Do you Tung Sing dare?

Once war breaks out, you will lose vital industries, while we will only lose some insignificant gray income. Who's afraid of who?

Camel and Uncle Ben were forced to take a big step back due to the powerful aura emanating from Ye Tian, ​​their faces turning extremely ugly.

They also knew in their hearts that going to war with Hung Hing would not benefit Tung Sing at all, and might even lead to the destruction of the triad.

Ye Tian's eyes were sinister, and his tone carried a chilling warning.

"Hung Hing and Tung Sing are both well-known triads in the underworld, and we have always had some connections with you."

"Last time, during the Babi incident, Hung Hing suffered considerable losses and gave you plenty of benefits. You should remember that favor, right?"

"Right, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Tiansheng immediately chimed in loudly, "That's right! Deng Bo was the middleman in the Ba Bi incident last time; the whole martial arts world knows that."

"To quell Tung Sing's anger, Hung Hing has provided you with two exclusive drug trafficking routes in the Golden Triangle and helped you connect with suppliers in the Golden Triangle, ensuring your business goes smoothly."

"Isn't this enough sincerity? You could say you've done everything you could!"

Ye Tian immediately took over the conversation, his tone somewhat aggressive.

"We respect the traditional friendship with Tung Sing. Even though Little B is such an important member of our Hung Hing, we are willing to put aside our hatred and sit down to negotiate in order to maintain this friendship."

"Uncle Deng is here to testify; we have just confirmed many commonalities."

"The importance of Little B to Hung Hing is beyond doubt."

"You've already acknowledged that."

"Negotiations couldn't reach an agreement, so they're resorting to fighting on the spot?"

"Uncle Deng may not care, but we Hung Hing will!"

Uncle Deng nodded in response, his tone somewhat perfunctory.

"I really don't care, you can do whatever you want."

Ye Tian revealed a ferocious smile, his tone laced with provocation.

"We have already given you face. This is our Hung Hing's courtesy and our respect for our seniors."

"Actually, even if you cheat, it's not a big deal. After all, it's common for negotiations to fall through. Let's just part ways amicably."

"But how dare you lay a hand on someone here?"

"Do you think you can keep all of us Hung Hing here? Or do you think we Hung Hing are easy to bully?"

"If you want to fight, I'm ready to fight to the bitter end! Who's afraid of who!"

Ye Tian stretched out his hands and cracked his knuckles, making a series of eerie cracking sounds that sent chills down the spines of everyone at Dongxing.

Ye Tian looked at the Dongxing group expressionlessly, his tone carrying a hint of contempt and disdain.

"I hate this kind of low-skill fighting the most, but since you want to fight, I have no choice but to play along."

"Even if you bunch of ugly and deformed people all come at me at once, what do I have to fear?"

"If you want to fight, then come on! Don't waste your time!"

The members of Tung Sing looked at Situ Haonan, who was lying on the ground groaning and unable to get up for a long time, and then at Ye Tian, ​​who was full of momentum and had a cold look in his eyes. They looked at each other and their momentum suddenly dropped by three points.

If time could be turned back twenty years, Camel and Uncle Ben would have fought Ye Tian without hesitation. Neither of them would back down, and they would have fought to the death.

But things are different now, not twenty years ago.

They've grown old; they're no longer the impulsive young people they once were. They're now more concerned with the gang's interests and business than with fighting and killing.

Among the Tung Sing members who came here to negotiate, Situ Haonan was undoubtedly the strongest in terms of martial arts skills. After all, he was one of the "Five Tigers of Tung Sing," and his strength was not to be underestimated. He was also a well-known figure in the martial arts world.

But who would have thought that Situ Haonan, who was known as the Dragon-Slayer, couldn't even last a single move against Ye Tian and was instantly killed, lying on the ground like a dead dog, powerless to fight back.

Of the remaining people, who could possibly be a match for Ye Tian?

Even if they all attacked together, they probably wouldn't be a match for him; they would only bring shame upon themselves.

Camel and Uncle Ben exchanged a glance, secretly lamenting their misfortune.

Situ Haonan's actions weren't actually intended to be a fight; it was purely a negotiation tactic.

If I'm not satisfied with the price you offer, we'll have a fight and make a scene to disrupt your plans, then we'll renegotiate and take the opportunity to lower the price.

This is a common negotiation tactic in the underworld: asking for an exorbitant price and then settling for a lower one; fights and squabbles are frequent occurrences.

Who would have thought that this would happen?

Situ Haonan didn't even last a single move against Ye Tian, ​​who the hell would believe that?

You, Ye Tian, ​​hold a position called "Straw Sandal," mainly responsible for liaison and intelligence, not a "Red Pole" (a high-ranking official in the Communist Party).

This skill is even more ruthless than a criminal gang leader, and more ferocious than a tiger.

No wonder Ye Tian's nickname is Sky Dragon, and not something else.

This guy's momentum was indeed like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable and invincible.

Uncle Ben secretly resented Camel. They had been talking so well, but Camel had to create trouble and try to show off in front of the Hung Hing members and demonstrate the strength of Tung Sing.

The result was quite the opposite; instead of showing their faces, they exposed their backsides. Situ Haonan, the Dragon Tiger, completely disgraced the Tung Sing gang and made Hung Hing a laughingstock.

Uncle Ben chuckled twice, his tone softening as he tried to defuse the awkward situation.

"Ah Tian, ​​it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Situ has a bad temper and is easily impulsive. Don't take it to heart. He's just immature."

"To be honest, we can compensate you more money. If three times isn't enough, we can discuss four or five times, as long as this matter can be settled."

"However, we cannot hand over our territory in Causeway Bay. This is our bottom line, and we absolutely cannot back down."

Camel stood silently to the side, his face grim, which was taken as tacit agreement with Uncle Ben's statement.

He knew in his heart that Uncle Ben was right. Territory was the foundation of the gang and could not be given up easily, otherwise they would never be able to hold their heads high in the underworld again.

Ye Tian turned to look at Jiang Tiansheng, his tone questioning.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you think? You should make a decision about this."

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Jiang Tiansheng's lips, a calculating glint flashed in his eyes, and his tone carried a profound meaning.

"As long as they agree to the previous conditions, the amount of money doesn't matter."

"As for the territory in Causeway Bay..."

"Is your Tung Sing's manager in Causeway Bay Situ Haonan?"

"If it were him, it wouldn't really matter whether he gave up the territory or not."

Camel and Uncle Ben's expressions instantly turned as ugly as could be.

Jiang Tiansheng's words were undoubtedly a mockery of them, implying that Situ Haonan couldn't even protect himself and was not worthy of being the person in charge of Causeway Bay. Even if they were given territory, they wouldn't be able to hold onto it.

This is an absolute and blatant insult!

In the early hours of the morning, the Hung Hing's Hall of Righteousness was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was somewhat solemn.

Jiang Tiansheng sat upright in the main seat, his face solemn. His gaze slowly swept over the various hall masters present, and he spoke in a heavy tone: "Early this morning, something unforgivable happened to our Hung Hing."

"The entire family of the Causeway Bay gang leader, Little B, was brutally murdered, with no survivors."

"I'm sure everyone already knows about this."

"Yip Tin, the straw sandal maker from Mong Kok, spent a reward of 25 million to track down the murderer and finally caught the real culprit."

Before she could finish speaking, Thirteen Sister eagerly raised her hand, her voice tinged with urgency: "Mr. Jiang, who is the murderer? How dare they be so audacious as to lay such a cruel hand on our Hung Hing's leader!"

Jiang Tiansheng remained expressionless, his eyes revealing a hint of coldness: "There are two murderers. One is Fatty Lai, the leader of our North Point gang, and the other is Lei Yaoyang of Tung Sing."

"What?"

The crowd erupted in uproar, whispering amongst themselves, their faces filled with shock.

Han Bin and Thirteen Sister exchanged a glance, a knowing look flashing in their eyes! Just as they had expected, this involved both an internal traitor and external threats.

Jiang Tiansheng raised his hand and slapped the table, signaling everyone to be quiet: "Fatty Li, that traitor, has already been punished according to family law. The two big shots from North Point, Dafei and Greyhound, were the ones who sent him on his way."

"It was these two who personally collected irrefutable evidence of Fatty Lai's private phone call with Tung Sing Yiu Yeung, which brought the truth of this tragedy to light."

Thirteen Sister pressed on, "What about Lei Yaoyang from Tung Sing? Are we just going to let him go like that?"

Jiang Tiansheng sighed heavily, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Dongxing spent a lot of money to save Lei Yaoyang and managed to keep him from our hands."