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Upon hearing this, the pheasant's eyes lit up as if it had discovered a new continent, and it slapped its thigh with a crisp crack.

"Brother B, that's a great idea!"

"We can have a blast and make that bastard Lin Bei furious—a double win!"

"You're so shrewd!"

After a moment's thought, Chan Ho-nam nodded, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"Anyway, they're all our brothers. Let's just stay within the rules and not go too far."

"Give him a lesson, and teach him to behave himself."

Da Tian Er and the two brothers, Chao Pi and Bao Pi, didn't care and showed disdain on their faces.

Da Tian Er picked his teeth with a toothpick while snorting coldly.

"Brother B, if you ask me, we've been too polite."

"What is Lin Bei anyway? He only got to where he is because of Liang Kun's protection. Now that Liang Kun is in jail, what's the point of him still jumping around?"

The foreskin chimed in.

"that is."

"If he's not convinced, beat him until he submits! Who told him to be so ignorant of hierarchy!"

Boss B waved his hand, signaling them to stop talking.

His decision is made and there is no need for further discussion.

……

That evening, on Portland Street.

The night was as dark as ink, and one neon light after another lit up, red, green, and purple, turning the whole street into a bizarre and colorful river.

This street only gets more vibrant as the night goes on, from day to night.

On Lin Bei's territory, the entrances to the bars and nightclubs have been completely renovated.

The large poster, hastily produced during the day, was placed in an aluminum alloy frame and positioned in the most conspicuous spot. When a spotlight shone on it, the girls on the poster seemed to come alive.

Beautiful women dressed in various outfits—nurse uniforms, policewoman uniforms, flight attendant uniforms, school uniforms, maid uniforms, bunny girl outfits—each with alluring wavy hair, fiery red lips, and captivating eyes, striking various seductive poses.

The men at the entrance were all dressed in black shirts and bow ties, holding beautifully printed flyers and shouting energetically until their voices were almost hoarse.

"Great deals! Top up your card and get a free gift!"

"Tonight is our Nth anniversary celebration! Our nurses are waiting for you to give us your injections!"

"Please come in, please come in!"

"Role-playing themed party!"

"The only one of its kind on Hong Kong Island!"

"Miss tonight, and you'll regret it for a year!"

Free admission! Special drinks! And a mystery surprise awaits you!

The new advertising methods caused many passersby and old ladybugs to stop in their tracks.

The girls on the poster are indeed of high quality, and the promotional slogans are alluring; many people can't resist taking a second look.

The bars and nightclubs were packed early on, with long queues forming outside, and some people even waited for more than an hour without leaving.

The booths and private rooms were all booked by phone by the afternoon, and customers without reservations could only stand and drink at the bar.

Inside the venue, the lights were dimmed to an ambiguous pink and purple hue, and the music playing was the most popular disco music of the moment, with each beat of the drums striking one's heart.

Girls dressed in various outfits moved between the booths. Some held up syringe-shaped shot cups to toast with customers, some played capture games with customers using plastic handcuffs, and others danced on stage in school uniforms.

The air was filled with the sounds of birdsong and the clinking of glasses; the whole place was as lively as a pot of boiling water.

Thirteen Sister, beaming with health and dressed in a smart black women's suit, was on the first floor, holding a wine glass as she moved between the booths, clinking glasses and exchanging pleasantries with regular customers.

She wore a professional smile, but the excitement in her eyes was undeniable.

She hadn't expected Lin Bei's combination of punches to be so explosive.

Tonight's revenue should last for a week.

Meanwhile, the other two triads on Portland Street were furious to see their own venue deserted, slamming their fists on the table and cursing.

Hua Fu, the leader of Lianhe, sat in his office on the second floor of his bar, looking out the window at the huge crowd at the entrance of Linbei's territory across the street, and then at the few scattered customers on his side. He was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table, knocking over the glasses and spilling drinks all over the floor.

"Fuck the hell!"

Hua Fu flew into a rage, the veins on his neck bulging.

"What on earth is Lin Bei up to?!"

"Go to Hung Hing's territory immediately and find out what's going on!"

"I need to know the answer to the question of whether they've received a surge in orders within five minutes!"

The henchmen of the alliance were so frightened that they trembled all over and scrambled out to find out what was going on, almost falling flat on their faces on the stairs.

Number Gang, in the place of loyalty and integrity.

Ah Fa, who is in charge of the Portland Street area, went back to headquarters today for a meeting to report the recent situation to Lian Haolong.

The meeting lasted all afternoon, and by the time he returned to Portland Street, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

He climbed out of the car, ready to be greeted by the bustling scene on his turf, but when he pushed the door open and went inside, he found...

The huge venue was sparsely populated with only three or four tables of customers. The waiters stood in the corner, idly playing with their fingers, while the resident singer on stage hummed a song half-heartedly. The whole place was as deserted as a funeral home.

Ah Fa stood frozen at the door, rubbing his eyes, almost thinking he had gone to the wrong door.

Holy crap!

He walked to the bar, beckoned to the underlings, his voice trembling.

"What happened tonight?"

"Why are there only a few customers?"

"Is there a power outage?"

"Is someone still causing trouble?"

The young man guarding the venue looked miserable, as if his father had died, and answered with his head hanging low.

"Brother Fa, there's no power outage, and no one's causing trouble."

"All the customers on the street have gone to the Hung Hing venue to play."

"They had a promotion today where you could get free drinks with a membership card top-up, plus a series of role-playing, hot dance, and other surprises."

"You didn't see the poster at the entrance, it was... incredibly unrestrained."

"It's gotten to the point that all our customers went there to try the new tea tonight, and quite a few of our people have been lured away too."

Ah Fa's eyes were practically spitting fire.

"Hung Hing?"

"Lin Bei's place?"

"Yes, it's Lin Bei's place."

Ah Fa was so angry he almost exploded; his blood pressure soared, and he felt a tightness in his chest.

He grabbed the mobile phone from the bar and waved to his henchmen behind him.

"You guys, come with me to Hung Hing's place and see for yourselves!"

A younger brother asked cautiously.

"Brother Fa, how many people are we going?"

"We don't need many, five or six people will do."

Ah Fa gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulging.

"I want to see what kind of magic potion they put in their new tea that made them steal all the business from the whole street."

"Damn it, if we don't teach them a lesson, they'll think we, Zhongxinyi, are pushovers!"

After he finished speaking, he tucked his mobile phone into his waistband, and led a few of his underlings out of the bar with great momentum, heading towards Lin Bei's place.

The night wind blew on his burning face, but instead of calming him down, it fueled his anger even more.