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Di Qiu felt as if struck by lightning.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

A tornado is like a bucket of cold water poured over you from head to toe.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Bei and Liang Kun.

The two brothers sat side by side, one smiling as he smoked a cigar, the other slowly sipping his tea, both with a calm and serene expression on their faces.

It seemed they had anticipated the tornado would come, and they had expected Di Qiu to react this way.

wrong.

They deliberately summoned the tornado.

Di Qiu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Hehehe, what a clever tactic."

"That's truly a brilliant tactic!"

He looked at Lin Bei with a bleak smile.

"To be able to use such a brilliant plan to kill three birds with one stone, the big boss, Zhongxinyi, and the stronghold, none of them were spared."

"Lin Bei, you're really amazing."

"With a white paper fan like you in Hung Hing, I, Di Qiu, am completely convinced of my defeat."

He slowly stood up, straightened his collar, and his face was no longer discernible as joy or anger.

"OK."

"From now on, Kowloon Walled City will be under the control of Hung Hing."

"I will notify the other homeowners to hold a meeting and complete all the necessary handover procedures."

After saying that, Di Qiu snorted coldly, turned around and strode out of the private room.

The door slammed shut, sending a gust of wind through it.

The private room fell silent again.

Tornado gazed in the direction Di Qiu had left and sighed helplessly.

He knew Di Qiu's temperament and also knew that this negotiation would end this way.

He just didn't expect that Di Qiu would give up so easily.

Perhaps Lin Bei had some kind of leverage that even he himself didn't know about.

Tornado withdrew her gaze, turned her head, and looked directly at Lin Bei.

"Abei, there's something I want to know."

"Was it you who orchestrated what happened last night?"

"The walled city was attacked, the Loyal and Trusted Army sent troops, the Big Boss surrounded and killed me... Do you have anything to do with any of these events?"

Lin Bei picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Long Juanfeng, and handed it to him with a smile.

"Brother Long, let's not beat around the bush."

"I am determined to take the fortress."

"You saw that from the negotiation just now, so I won't hide it from you."

"But Zhongxinyi's actions last night were beyond my control."

"You know better than I what Lian Haolong would do when he's cornered."

"His night raid on the stronghold and his attempt to kill you were all his own decisions."

"in addition......"

Lin Bei paused for a moment, glancing at Xin Yi behind Long Juanfeng.

"It was your own people who asked us for help."

"If Xin Yi hadn't called, my people wouldn't have happened to be at the fruit market."

"If I hadn't sent someone, do you think you'd be alive and sitting here drinking tea with me?"

The tornado fell silent.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Shinichi.

Shinichi's face had turned pale.

He lowered his head, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.

What Lin Bei said was indeed the truth.

Last night at the fruit market, after Wang Jiu turned against them, Tornado's situation became precarious.

The only solution Shinichi could think of at the time was to seek help from outsiders.

Of all the people on Hong Kong Island who were capable of intervening in that situation, the closest, most powerful, and most willing to send troops was Hung Hing.

He made that phone call.

But he didn't expect that this phone call would not only bring reinforcements, but also lead to the consequence of letting a wolf into the house.

"Shin-ichi, is that so?"

"The tornado asked softly."

Xin raised his head, met Tornado's gaze, and nodded vigorously.

His eyes were a little red, and his voice was hoarse.

"Yes."

"In the situation last night, if I hadn't called for backup, all of us, including you, would have died in the fruit market."

"I had no choice but to call Brother Kun for help."

"But I didn't know things would turn out this way."

Looking at Xin Yi's young face and his reddened eyes, the anger in Long Juanfeng's heart suddenly dissipated.

He raised this child from a baby to adulthood.

Even before he could remember anything, Xin Yi had been following him through thick and thin in the walled city.

His relationship with Shin-il had long surpassed that of an ordinary boss and his underling.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was both a teacher and a father figure to me.

Xin called for help, ultimately to save him.

What child in the world would be punished for making a mistake to save their father?

"Alright, let's put this matter behind us."

Tornado waved his hand and looked at Lin Bei again.

"But there's one thing you must promise me."

"You need to return the money I had in the Walled City."

"That's my life savings. If you're going to swallow even this little bit of money, then there's nothing left for us to talk about."

Lin Bei was somewhat surprised.

He originally thought that the tornado would take advantage of the situation and make exorbitant demands, or at least try to bargain with him.

Unexpectedly, the other party so casually dismissed the matter, only asking to get their money back.

This person's magnanimity is indeed far superior to that of Di Qiu.

"That's natural."

Lin Bei nodded, his tone becoming much more sincere.

"I will have someone deliver every penny of your money to you."

"Brother Long, with this money, what illness can't be cured?"

"Late-stage lung cancer does not necessarily mean a death sentence."

"Go abroad to find the best hospitals and the best doctors; there's always a way."

Tornado smiled but didn't reply.

His smile held a calmness born from having experienced the vicissitudes of life.

"Hehe, there's something I'm curious about: you plan to use my people, aren't you afraid?"

Tornado suddenly asked a question, looking at Lin Bei with a meaningful gaze.

"Xin Yi and Fourteenth Young Master grew up in the Walled City, and they know every alley there like the back of their hand."

"Aren't you afraid that if you let them manage the stronghold for you, they might one day turn against you and take it back?"

Lin Bei laughed upon hearing this.

"What am I afraid of?"

He shrugged, his tone full of certainty.

"The fate of Kowloon Walled City was sealed long ago."

"Brother Long, I'm sure you've heard about this by now, right?"

"This year, negotiations between the mainland and the Hong Kong government have yielded results, and the north has reached a consensus with the foreigners. The demolition of Kowloon Walled City has been put on the agenda."

"It's only a matter of time before the official document is issued."

The atmosphere in the private room changed instantly after those words were spoken.

Tornado's eyes narrowed.

The expressions on Xin Yi and the other three's faces changed instantly. They looked at each other, clearly unaware of the situation.

Even Liang Kun sat up straight and frowned as he looked at Lin Bei.

"Ah Bei, do you mean the fortress will be demolished?"

Liang Kun's tone was filled with disbelief.

He was still gloating last night about winning over Kowloon Walled City, this coveted prize.

In his eyes, that fortified town was an inexhaustible gold mine. The food, drink, and daily necessities of tens of thousands of people, along with the protection fees and the commissions from various stalls, amounted to a huge sum every month.

If the walled city is forcibly demolished, then why did they go through all the trouble of seizing it back?

"That's right, the walled city will be demolished."

"This is a matter of policy set by higher-ups, and no one can change it."

"Even if gangsters are good at fighting, can they beat airplanes and cannons?"

Lin Bei looked around, taking in everyone's reactions.

He knew the kind of commotion his words would cause, but he didn't care.

"But I want to tell you, the fortress can only reach its full value if it is in our hands."

"First of all, Kowloon Walled City covers an area of ​​2.6 hectares, with about 350 buildings, 8,500 commercial and residential units, and more than 33,000 residents."

"With so many people and such a large area, the resettlement compensation alone would be an astronomical figure."

"The Hong Kong Island government will provide funds, but it will only be resettlement compensation, which will only be given to the residents inside, not to the so-called property owners."

"The reason is simple... the land ownership in Kowloon Walled City has always been disputed."

"Strictly speaking, that piece of land does not belong to the Hong Kong Island government, but to the mainland."

"The Hong Kong Island government has neither the right nor the reason to foot the bill for the landowners."

"Di Qiu and his group of homeowners have already received word of this."

Why did he rush to see us today?

"Why are you so eager to take back control of the fortress?"

"It's because he knows that once the walled city is demolished, the property he owns will become a pile of worthless paper."

"He has to sell those properties and cash out before the news spreads completely."

Lin Bei paused for a moment, then laughed.

"Unfortunately, he overlooked one crucial step."

"He didn't expect you to give up, Brother Long, and he certainly didn't expect us to hold onto the walled city so stubbornly."

"This has put him in a dilemma."

"He wants to sell, but he's afraid he won't be able to. He wants to delay, but he can't afford to."

"Because once the official announcement is made, the properties he owns will become worthless."

The private room was completely silent.