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1983年8月23日凌晨00:23。

The police raid on the fish head sign took place at this moment.

After more than a month of silence, Fish Head Brand finally couldn't resist going to inspect the "kitchen." The East Kowloon Regional Anti-Drug and Anti-Triad teams, which had been on standby for a long time, with the cooperation of the Regional Mobile Force, swept away Fish Head Brand's drug manufacturing plant, as well as several distribution points in the Lei Yue Mun area and several transportation lines to Hong Kong Island.

Overnight, almost all the top executives of the Lei Yue Mun branch of Wo Luen Shing were captured. Fish Head, who almost escaped in the chaos under the cover of night, was knocked unconscious and taken away by Xiao Fu, who was watching from the outside.

Fish Head and several of his confidants were caught in a trap at the factory, along with hundreds of kilograms of flour that hadn't been processed yet. They were seized by the police and are now set to serve more than fifteen years in prison.

The next morning, not long after the police withdrew, Da Sha led 300 men into Lei Yue Mun and drove the remaining forces of Yu Tou Biao out of the dock and seafood market area.

10:00 AM, Yuen Long, Wing Wah Tea House.

The two-story building in the front yard, which is open for business as usual, is filled with the sounds of customers calling out to the waiters to "add hot water" and "take orders".

In a large conference room in a side room connected to the backyard, Uncle Deng held up three lit incense sticks and bowed to the statue of Guan Yu. After inserting the incense into the incense burner, he took small steps and sat down in the main seat. Even the newly elected leader of the dragon boat, Chuiji, could only sit to the side.

"Last night, Lei Yue Mun was raided by the police. Ah Biao and almost all of his senior subordinates were handcuffed and taken to the police station. This morning, the triad's lawyer went to the police station to find out what happened, but we haven't heard anything back yet!" Uncle Deng slowly brewed his Kung Fu tea.

"Ever since the era of the Four Great Detectives, there's actually been an unspoken understanding between the triads and the police! The triads need to grow and survive, while the police need stability. Please have some tea!"

People sitting or standing nearby gathered around, each picking up a cup of hot tea that was only two-thirds full and swallowing it in one gulp.

After everyone put down their teacups, Uncle Deng spoke again: "Chuanbao, you're the head of the Fish Head Gang, what has he been up to lately? Why is the police cracking down on him so aggressively?"

"I've been retired for almost ten years, and I haven't been involved in the affairs of the gang for a long time. You ask me what happened?" Chuanbao was known for his explosive temper, and he would slam his fist on the table at the slightest provocation.

"Chuanbao, don't get so worked up. It's your underling who's been arrested. Uncle Deng just wanted to ask if you knew anything about the situation." Longgen, who was smoking a pipe, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and glanced at Chuanbao, speaking irritably.

Last night, Jimmy sent two young girls to him for a trial session. He slept soundly, but unexpectedly, he was woken up early this morning for a meeting, and his temper was still flaring up.

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"Please have some tea!" Uncle Deng interrupted the argument.

"The fact that the police broke their agreement and swept through Ah Biao's territory will only be clear after the lawyer returns."

"However, according to news coming back from Lei Yue Mun this morning, the pier and seafood market have been occupied by those country bumpkins from Sai Kung, and Hung To Road and Wai Yip Street in Kwun Tong have also been occupied by Sun Kee and the Number Gang."

"Without a leader, a large portion of the territory in District 1 was seized by others."

"Even if the patriarch were to be reborn, he wouldn't just stand by and do nothing."

"Chicken, you're the new leader. Tell me, how do we take back the territory of the Lei Yue Mun branch?" After talking for a while, Uncle Deng suddenly asked Chicken, who looked more like a market vendor than a triad leader.

"Well... Uncle Deng, whatever you say, we'll do!" Chuiji replied meekly.

"If you ask me, we should gather our men now and storm Kwun Tong in one fell swoop. We don't care about the Sun Kee or the Number Gang; we should take down any gang that occupies our territory," Big D, dressed in a white suit and smoking a cigar, arrogantly interjected.

"Why don't we find a middleman and negotiate first?" someone suggested.

"They've clearly stepped on our face, what's the point of talking about anything now?" someone retorted.

Instantly, the conference room resembled a bustling marketplace, with everyone talking at once, creating a buzzing noise.

"Enough!" The soft voice silenced the others' argument.

Seeing that everyone had stopped talking and was staring at him, Uncle Deng finally took a breath and slowly said, "We definitely have to fight, otherwise people will think that we and Lian Sheng are easy to bully and will try to take advantage of us."

"However, we need to discuss how to win convincingly, including how to deploy troops and allocate funds, and we need to act quickly."

......

23rd, night, 20:00 PM.

An hour earlier, Cao Tai had received news from his spies in various places that the Wo Luen Shing had dispatched troops in several directions, so he arrived early to wait near the Tin Hau Temple in Cha Kwo Ling.

When Cao Tai saw a long string of car lights coming from the direction of Kwun Tong, he knew that his guests had arrived.

In the middle of a long convoy of bread trucks, Big D, still wearing a red shirt and white suit jacket, sat in the passenger seat, sunglasses perched on his head, his eyes gleaming menacingly.

Tonight, the eight districts of Luen Shing jointly deployed troops to Kwun Tong District. The others jointly deployed only about a thousand men, while his Tsuen Wan branch pulled out 800 able-bodied men at once.

In this way, Uncle Deng also asked him to send 300 men to support other gangs in attacking the two streets in Kwun Tong that had been occupied, while his task was to lead the remaining 500 men to attack the fishy-smelling pier and seafood market in Lei Yue Mun.

He didn't take the few hundred Saigon country bumpkins seriously. It was just that when the whole gang was doing something big, everyone else was showing off their skills and fighting with other big gangs, but he, as the most powerful leader of the Wo Luen Shing triad, had to fight a group of fishermen for territory.

Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed. If I win, there will be no glory; if I lose, I will be a laughing stock in the martial arts world. But Big D didn't think about how he could lose.

Now that his army is strong and well-equipped, victory is assured, but the silent humiliation inflicted by Deng Bo still makes his eyes flash with malice whenever he thinks of it.

"Brother D, we've arrived at Cha Kwo Ling. Just turn a big bend ahead and you'll reach Yau Tong," the driver announced at the opportune moment.

"Hmm," Big D hummed expressionlessly.

"Boom!" Something happened ahead, and the smoothly flowing traffic suddenly braked and swerved, causing a chaotic scene.

Several cars were rear-ended during the incident, but fortunately, no serious collisions occurred because the distance between vehicles was well maintained. Only some cars had minor dents at the front and rear due to the collisions.

"What happened?" Big D shouted sharply after he regained his balance, having nearly crashed into the windshield due to the sudden braking.

The line of nearly 40 bread trucks stretched several hundred meters apart as they drove. Even now, with the vehicles braking suddenly and almost all of them bumping into each other, there was still a gap of two or three hundred meters between them.

What happened at the very front? Big D, who was in the middle, was still a hundred or two hundred meters away. Even with many headlights shining on it, he couldn't see what was going on.

"Beep beep beep beep..." The cell phone that had fallen under the seat due to the sudden braking rang. Big D reached out, picked it up, and pressed the answer button.

"What is it?" His tone was unusually irritable.

"Brother D, someone's blocking the way, the guys up ahead can't hold on much longer," a panting voice said hurriedly.

"Get out of the car! Get out of the car!" Big D reached out of the car window and pounded on the outside of the car door.

With a "bang," the van door was pulled open, and a large group of oddly dressed thugs filed out, each carrying sticks, knives, and other weapons.

The vehicles behind seemed to have received the order as well, and with a tacit understanding, they all opened their doors, and the flow of people surged forward.

"There are people blocking the road ahead, kill them!" Big D glanced at the hundred or so people gathered around him, with more people continuing to surge up from behind. His underlings in front had also gotten out of the car and were waiting, and he loudly gave orders.