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Su Su slowly raised her head, a smile that looked more like a grimace than a cry.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements right away."

After saying that, he turned and left the office, his steps steady and showing no sign of anything amiss.

As Lian Haolong watched her figure disappear behind the door, he felt a little more at ease.

He patted the armrest of the chair and exhaled a long breath.

At this point, the only people he could still trust were his wife and his younger brother.

One was a woman who had been with him for over twenty years, and the other was his own brother, with whom he shared a deep blood bond.

If he can't even rely on them, then he's wasted his life.

But what he didn't know was that the woman he trusted most at that moment didn't make any arrangements for the children or their mother after leaving the office.

Su Su, wearing high heels, walked along the dimly lit corridor.

Her expression became indistinct in the shadows; her lips were pressed into a thin line, and her eyes were terribly dry, yet not a single tear fell.

She didn't want to cry anymore.

Having followed Lian Haolong for over twenty years, from a street punk in Tsim Sha Tsui to the current White Paper Fan of Chung Hsin Yi, her journey has not been glamorous, but at least it has been stable.

She managed the man's accounts, offered him advice, and cleaned up his messes countless times—she herself couldn't even remember.

She thought that this was how her life would be.

But that sentence, "Bring the child and the child's mother along," was like a knife, piercing through her last remaining hope.

Lian Haolong could be poor, down on his luck, or run away; she accepted it all.

Even at a time like this, he still doesn't forget to bring that mistress and her bastard child along. What does he take her for?

A maid who is always available and takes care of the entire Lian family for him?

Su Su clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms, leaving several shallow marks.

Her eyes shone terrifyingly bright in the darkness.

Lian Haolong, since you are heartless towards me, then don't blame me for being ruthless.

......

The neon lights of Tsim Sha Tsui flickered in the early hours of the morning, but it was much quieter than the red-light districts of Yau Ma Tei and Mong Kok.

The pedestrians on the street were few and far between, most of them drunkards who had just come out of the bar, staggering along the roadside with bottles of alcohol in their hands.

The building where Ahua's gang is located is inconspicuous on the outside, sandwiched between a gold shop and a tea restaurant, with only an old lightbox hanging at the entrance.

This is one of Hung Hing's most central territories in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Ahua is the person in charge here, and also a trusted confidant whom Lin Bei promoted.

He was older than Lin Bei and had worked his way up from a martial arts academy under Gao Jin's wing. However, he was more old-fashioned, particular about rules, and valued his reputation.

But he only spoke of his "rules" and "reputation" to his friends; he was never lenient with his enemies.

At this moment, the lights in a private room of a bar on the top floor of the building were dimly lit.

Su Su sat in a corner of the sofa, her expression calm.

Ah Fa stood opposite her, a hint of mockery on his face.

"Sister Susu, have you thought this through?"

"Once you choose this path, you'll have to follow me to the bitter end."

Su Su raised her head and looked at him coldly.

"I've thought it through."

She picked up the wine glass on the table, the amber liquid shimmering in the dim light.

After saying that, she took a big gulp, the strong liquor burning her throat and making her stomach churn.

"I followed this good-for-nothing Lian Haolong around for over 20 years, only to end up having to run away from Hong Kong."

"I really feel sorry for myself..."

She put down her wine glass and turned her gaze to Ahua, who was sitting in the main seat.

"So the reason I came to see you tonight is because I'm after the power behind you."

Ahua leaned back in the leather sofa, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the armrest, a perfectly timed smile on his face.

Ah Fa, who was next to him, spoke up first.

"Brother Hua, it seems that Sister Su Su is sincerely here to vote."

Ahua didn't respond immediately, but slowly took out a cigarette from the pack and lit it.

Smoke rose up, obscuring half of his face.

He already knew all along.

Tonight, after Ah Fa escaped from Kowloon Walled City, the first person he looked for was Ah Wah.

At that time, Ah Fa was covered in wounds and staggered as he knelt in front of him, claiming that he wanted to surrender to Hung Hing.

Ahua's first reaction was disbelief.

Just kidding, who is Ah Fa?

One of Lian Haolong's strategists, and a core member of Zhongxinyi.

The kind of person who surrenders so easily, who knows if it's a ruse arranged by Lian Haolong?

But after Ah Fa revealed the internal conflicts within the Loyalty and Trust Society and all the details of tonight's operation in the Walled City, Ah Hua realized that this man was most likely planning to betray them.

He immediately dialed Lin Bei's number.

After listening, Lin Bei remained silent for a few seconds on the phone before issuing the order: Don't alert the enemy; have Afa go back and keep Lian Haolong calm.

Although Zhong Xinyi's days are numbered, Lian Haolong still has a fourth uncle behind him, who is the truly valuable target.

Ah Fa's role was to ensure that Lian Haolong would go to his fourth uncle for money when he was desperate.

Then Hung Hing would take them all down during the transaction.

Afa didn't know the whole story of the plan, but he was smart enough.

When Ah Wah told him that "Hung Hing is interested in Uncle Four," Ah Fa immediately understood what he had to do.

He stepped forward and patted his chest, promising to make the whole plan work.

"I guessed it when I was in the Walled City: the people who attacked us must be the security company under your Hung Hing Group."

"You won't find another place like it on the entire island of Hong Kong with that kind of firepower, tactics, and the professionalism of its gunmen."

Ah Fa sat opposite Ah Hua, his voice filled with undisguised flattery.

"Mr. Lin is truly amazing."

"Every step they took precisely targeted the Achilles' heel of loyalty and integrity, giving us no chance to breathe."

"How could I dare to be an enemy of such a person?"

What he said was the truth.

That's why he chose to betray.

Rather than sinking with Lian Haolong, it's better to sell everyone on board and secure wealth for the rest of one's life.

Then take the money and fly away, leaving Hong Kong Island, living in anonymity, and saying goodbye to this underworld forever.

Ahua saw right through Afa's thoughts, but he didn't expose them.

Anyway, even if these traitors defect, they will eventually have to be dealt with.

Since he is still useful now, we might as well turn the tables and make the most of him.

"Brother Hua, how should we decide on this?"

Ah Fa's words pulled Ah Hua back from his thoughts.

He turned his head and looked Su Su up and down for a few seconds.

Susu is in her early forties and is well-maintained, but at this moment her face is pale and her eyes are slightly red, obviously she had cried at headquarters earlier.

However, she seemed perfectly normal and did not appear to be coerced.

Ahua sneered inwardly.

Lian Haolong, oh Lian Haolong.

You can't even keep your wife, with whom you've shared a bed for over twenty years, in check, forcing her to come to me, your rival, in the dead of night to collaborate.

It's clear that you fat dragon's days are numbered.

He flicked off his cigarette ash and gave a kind smile.

"No problem, I, Ahua, would love to welcome Sister Susu into our family."