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Liang Kun downed the drink in one gulp, smacked his lips, but his expression was far from relaxed.

"Ah Bei, you handled the matters in the Walled City and Yau Ma Tei brilliantly, there's no doubt about that."

"but......"

He put down his glass, leaned forward, and lowered his voice.

"The Lian brothers, Haolong and Haodong, are really lucky to be alive."

"Ah Jin set a trap at the fruit market. Jianguo led more than 300 people to raid the stronghold. The two of them worked together and didn't leave a single one alive."

"Letting these two get away will ultimately be a hidden danger."

Lin Bei nodded, his smile fading slightly.

This was indeed the only thing he wasn't entirely satisfied with tonight.

"That fat guy Lian Haolong is really tough. Ah Jin said on the phone that he slashed him several times and slapped him so many times, but he still managed to break through and escape."

"This person's vitality is as tenacious as a cockroach."

Liang Kun snorted coldly, his eyes darting around, and suddenly suggested:

"Ah Bei, in my opinion, Chung Shun Yi has been losing territory and suffering heavy losses these past few months. Their desperate night raid on Kowloon Walled City shows they've reached a dead end."

"A gang with nowhere to turn is like a powder keg that could explode at any moment; they are capable of anything."

He paused, a hint of ruthlessness in his voice.

"Now that Jianjun and Abu have successfully arrived in Hong Kong, why not let them take care of these two brothers together?"

"To prevent these mad dogs from surviving and harming people."

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei fell into deep thought.

What Liang Kun said makes sense.

If you don't kill the snake, you'll suffer the consequences.

Especially for someone of Lian Haolong's caliber.

This person was able to survive in Hong Kong for so many years, rising from an unknown nobody to the head of Chung Hsin Yi, and it wasn't just because he was good at fighting.

He's intelligent, skillful, resilient, and... when faced with dire circumstances, he also has the courage to fight to the death.

After tonight, loyalty and integrity will exist in name only.

The small development in those three streets of Tsim Sha Tsui, though called a development, was practically no different from being closed down.

Whether we can even pay next month's allowance is questionable, let alone compete with Hung Hing.

Jiang Tianyang has already gone down to sell salted duck eggs.

Lian Haolong's Chung Shun Yi is facing a serious financial crisis because Kowloon Walled City has a deadly feud with the Tornado.

This once fierce tiger of Hong Kong Island is now completely cornered.

But it is precisely because it has nowhere to turn that this tiger becomes even more terrifying.

When people are in dire straits, they often do some extreme things.

If a ruthless person like Lian Haolong were to harbor thoughts of mutual destruction, it would be no laughing matter.

As Lin Bei thought about this, a figure suddenly flashed through his mind.

Lian Haolong also has a behind-the-scenes financial backer, known as Fourth Uncle.

This man is a well-known financial tycoon in Hong Kong, specializing in providing financial support to various triads and earning high returns in return.

The growth and expansion of Zhongxinyi over the years is inseparable from the financial support of this fourth uncle.

If Lian Haolong has one last straw left to cling to, it must be this person.

Perhaps, they can still squeeze the last drop of profit out of this fourth uncle.

A smile returned to Lin Bei's lips as he looked at Liang Kun and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Boss, although Lian Haolong is a mad dog, in my opinion, he still has a little bit of remaining value."

Liang Kun became interested and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"The raid on the Walled City and the killing of Tornado tonight have been completely exposed, and Lian Haolong's path in the Hong Kong underworld has been blocked."

"The only thing he can do now is to try his best to get more cash and then take his wife, children and elderly parents and run away to a faraway place."

"On Hong Kong Island, only a few big money taps can provide triads with large amounts of cash in a short period of time."

"Are you talking about Fourth Uncle?"

Liang Kun chimed in.

"right."

Lin Bei nodded.

"Lian Haolong is now a stray dog; he will definitely go to Uncle Si."

"And if we just make our move when they're doing the deal, we can take care of him and Fourth Uncle together."

"We'll take both the money in Fourth Uncle's hands and Lian Haolong's life."

Liang Kun understood Lin Bei's plan, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He liked Lin Bei's approach of thinking three steps ahead for every step he took the most.

"Okay, I know what you want to do."

"But it must be done discreetly, eliminating the root of the problem completely, leaving no future troubles."

"You can rest assured about what I do."

After Lin Bei finished speaking, he picked up the satellite phone on the table and dialed Wang Jianjun's number.

After the call connected, Lin Bei didn't exchange any pleasantries and went straight to giving the order.

"Jianjun, take Abu and the others to Tsim Sha Tsui and keep an eye on the Chung Shun Yi headquarters."

"Lian Haolong suffered a great loss tonight, he will definitely take action."

"Follow him, but don't alert him. Wait until he makes contact with someone called Fourth Uncle before you take action."

"Remember, leave no survivors in this operation."

"Yes, Mr. Lin!"

Wang Jianjun responded crisply and directly on the other end of the phone, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

......

1:30 a.m., Tsim Sha Tsui, Chung Shun Yi headquarters.

The silence of the hallway was broken by hurried and disorderly footsteps.

The brothers Lian Haolong and Lian Haodong rushed into the top-floor office of the headquarters, one after the other, looking disheveled.

Lian Haolong's clothes were mostly soaked in blood, and blood was still seeping from the knife wound on his shoulder. His face was frighteningly pale.

Lian Haodong, who was behind him, was in no better shape; his face was covered in soot, and his clothes were stained with dust and blood.

Su Su, who was dozing off in her office boss's chair, was startled by the sudden noise and jumped up, all sleepiness gone.

"Brother Long, Ah Dong, what's wrong with you two?"

Despite being covered in injuries, Lian Haolong didn't answer her. He simply walked straight to the head seat in the office and plopped down in it.

The large leather chair creaked under the weight of his over 200-pound body.

"Susu, hurry and get the first-aid kit!"

Lian Haolong's voice was terribly hoarse, and it felt like there was sand grinding in his throat when he spoke.

"Okay, sure! I'll go right now!"

Susu quickly pushed open the office door and ran to find the first-aid kit.

Her high heels clicked rapidly on the corridor floor tiles.

The atmosphere in the office was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Lian Haodong and Awu, their faces blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, went into the restroom one after the other to wash their faces.

The cool water washed away the cigarette ash and bloodstains from their faces, and also cleared their confused minds a little.

The two poured three glasses of water and handed one of them to Lian Haolong, who was slumped in a chair.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

"We failed tonight..."

Lian Haodong lowered his head, his voice hoarse.

He dared not look Lian Haolong in the eye.

Lian Haolong took the water glass, and without caring that the water was cold, tilted his head back and gulped it down.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and a few drops of water spilled from the corner of his mouth, mixing with blood and running down his chin.

"Ugh~!"

He put down his water glass and let out a long breath.

"This is not your fault; blame the enemy for being too cunning."

He leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, seemingly recalling everything that had happened that night, his brow furrowed.

"I even suspect that our strategy of splitting our forces into two groups was leaked by our own people."