Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

The atmosphere was not so pleasant on Hongtai's territory.

Uncle Mei sat behind his desk, his face showing a mixture of shock and anger, as if he had been slapped in the face.

"What did you say?"

"Was it Lin Bei from Mong Kok who called the police, which led to my son and Wang Bao being arrested together?"

Standing opposite him, Bao Rong nodded vigorously, looking quite serious.

"Yes! It was that bastard Lin Bei who did it!"

"Uncle Mei, you don't know, the whole underworld is saying that he ordered the police to arrest Wang Bao and the prince together, and then took the opportunity to seize Wang Bao's territory."

"The other leaders from the other factions over there have all called to question Jiang Tiansheng!"

Uncle Mei did not reply immediately.

He went through Bao Rong's words in his mind, and then thought about all the things that had happened recently. Suddenly, he felt that everything made sense.

He muttered to himself, his voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"No wonder Little Tyrant suddenly went to take over Women's Street..."

"No wonder Lin Bei sent people to take over Wang Bao's territory as soon as my son and Wang Bao got into trouble..."

"So it was this little bastard who was behind this."

He suddenly raised his head, a murderous glint in his eyes, and slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup rattle.

"Go and gather the brothers!"

"Today I want Jiang Tiansheng to give me an explanation."

"If he can't give it to us, we'll fight!"

"At the very least, we need to get our hands on Changsha Street!"

Bao Rong was taken aback, and his heart skipped a beat.

what's going on?

Are we really going to fight?

He originally thought Uncle Mei would be furious after hearing this, but he didn't expect him to be so angry that he didn't even give him a chance to calm down.

"Uncle Mei, Hung Hing is one of the four major triads in Hong Kong, after all. Are we, with our meager strength, going to provoke them...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Mei glared at him and interrupted him coldly.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I will team up with other groups from the Number Gang to work on this."

"The most powerful force right now is Chung Shun Yi in Tsim Sha Tsui. Although Lian Haolong doesn't get along with Wang Bao, he won't easily let go of Wang Bao's territory."

"As long as I go and join forces with him, and the two of us split Wang Bao's territory, I don't believe Lian Haolong won't be tempted."

After hearing this, Bao Rong's hesitation lessened considerably, and he nodded repeatedly.

That's a good idea; if someone shares the burden, the risk is much lower.

"How much longer until the Crown Prince is released from prison?"

He suddenly thought of this question and asked it.

Uncle Mei sighed, his voice tinged with sorrow.

"On his first day inside, the Crown Prince was brutally beaten by that bastard Sangbo."

"I've been released on medical parole, and I think I should be able to get out in about two weeks."

Upon hearing this, Bao Rong almost lost his composure.

His lips trembled slightly, but he swallowed back his smile, straightened his face, and spoke sternly.

"Should I send someone in to teach Sangbo a lesson?"

Uncle Mei shook his head and said calmly.

"No need, I've already arranged for people to do it."

"Once Sangbo gets out of prison, we'll take care of him."

"So that this scoundrel won't cause any more trouble."

……

The following evening, Mong Kok, Yiu Cho Hotel.

Lin Bei had nothing to do tonight, so he came here with Liang Kun looking for some excitement.

Liang Kun walked beside Lin Bei, his brows furrowed and his face showing worry.

"Uncle, recently the entire Hong Kong underworld has been spreading rumors that you called the police to arrest Prince and Wang Bao."

"This story is getting weirder and weirder. Aren't you going to explain anything?"

Lin Bei, with a cigar dangling from his lips, kept walking.

"Explain what?"

"Who is Lin Bei supposed to explain himself to now that he's a gangster?"

"Whether they have evidence or not, they can't do anything to me."

Seeing Lin Bei's nonchalant attitude, as if he didn't care about the rumors at all, Liang Kun opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed the rest of his words.

He knew he had worried for nothing.

Lin Bei stopped in front of a dice game table, turned his head to look at Liang Kun, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

"Hey buddy, I have a feeling tonight we're going to dominate the battlefield."

"If you trust me and partner with me, we'll split the profits 50/50."

Liang Kun thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth.

"OK."

"But let's make this clear first, I'm only offering one million, no more."

After he finished speaking, he gestured to Sha Qiang behind him.

Sha Qiang placed the briefcase he was carrying on the table, opened it with a snap, and inside were neatly stacked stacks of thousand-yuan bills.

"No problem, leave it to me."

Lin Bei smiled and patted Liang Kun on the shoulder.

Why is he so confident?

Because last night, he drew a pair of X-ray vision.

Although it can only be used for two hours a day, that's enough for playing at the gambling table.

Lin Bei chose to play at the small and large tables.

For the next half hour, he made almost no mistakes.

The banknotes piled higher and higher in front of him, and the gamblers around him changed one after another. The dealer opposite him had a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, and his hand dealing the cards began to tremble slightly.

In less than half an hour, Lin Bei won seven or eight million from the gambling table.

Upon receiving the report from his subordinate, the casino manager's expression changed slightly. Not daring to delay, he quickly walked through the casino lobby, pushed open the door of the private room, and leaned down to whisper a few words in Liu Yaozu's ear.

Liu Yaozu's face darkened, and he gave the order.

"Go and invite him over to our card game."

"Tell him it's a big place to have fun, and ask him if he's interested."

"Yes, Mr. Liu."

The casino manager responded respectfully, then turned and quickly walked out.

Three minutes later, Lin Bei and Liang Kun led Sha Qiang into the private room.

The private room was much quieter than the main hall outside. A long table covered with dark green tablecloth was placed in the center, and the table was covered with banknotes. Bundles of thousand-dollar Hong Kong dollars were piled up like small mountains, amounting to at least twenty or thirty million.

Several gamblers sat on either side of the table, some with livid faces, others silently smoking.

Lin Bei looked around, his gaze finally settling on Mona's jade rabbit, and he gave a nonchalant sigh.

"Wow."

"They're really going all out here."

Liu Yaozu stood up, a welcoming smile on his face, and gestured for guests to enter.

"Sir, if you're interested, why don't you sit down and play together?"

"My friends and I have been playing all night, and now that you've joined us, I think it'll be even more exciting."

Lin Bei didn't stand on ceremony with him, pulled up a chair and sat down, then invited Liang Kun to sit next to him.

He glanced at the dealer, a young woman in a cheongsam with long, slender, white fingers, who shuffled the cards with practiced ease.

"Alright, let's begin."

"But I don't like girls as dealers, let's find someone else."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the private room was stunned for a moment, and the air seemed to freeze.

That's outrageous! Saying they want to change dealers right in front of the owner clearly shows they're afraid the dealers will tamper with the game.

Liu Yaozu's lips twitched slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly suppressed his anger, waved his hand, and gave instructions to the casino manager.

"Let the golden touch in."

"Yes."

A moment later, a man of medium build and with a calm expression walked in.

As soon as this person entered the private room, the expressions of the gamblers visibly relaxed.

Many people present knew about Golden Finger's reputation in the industry.

"Mr. Liu."

Golden Finger stood still and bowed slightly.

"Yes. Everyone here knows your reputation."

"Please deal the cards for us tonight."

"Yes."

Golden Finger walked to the dealer's position, stood still, placed his hands flat on the table, and glanced at the gamblers around the table with a calm gaze.