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As soon as he finished speaking, Di Qiu's expression changed instantly.

"No!"

He blurted it out almost without thinking.

"Two hundred people is too many."

"How many of those who work as ghostwriters are decent people?"

"Once these desperados enter the walled city, will the city be under the control of your Tung Sing gang, or will it be under the control of us, the owners?"

Di Qiu understood perfectly.

The reason he is in such a passive position right now is because Lin Bei has arranged a security team of more than 300 people in the city.

Once those fully armed men shoved into the walled city, nothing he, the major owner, could say made a difference.

How could he possibly allow Tung Sing to take control of the walled city from him in the same way?

Seeing this, Gu Huolun calmly shrugged.

"Brother Qiu, all we want is some kind of guarantee."

"To repel the Hung Hing forces, this battle cannot be won without at least a hundred casualties."

"Have you calculated the expenses, including guns, ammunition, vehicles, supplies, and resettlement allowances for the brothers?"

"If this is a bottomless pit, we at Tung Sing can't afford to fill it."

"But if we really risk everything to help you two take the stronghold, and you turn around and discard us like a used tool, driving the gunmen away, wouldn't we be losing both our resources and our strength?"

"We can't do this business without some guarantees."

Young and Dangerous spoke very frankly, hitting the nail on the head with every word.

Di Qiu opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but Ding Ye grabbed his arm and gave him a wink.

Di Qiu took a deep breath and swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

Ding Ye turned his head and looked at Gu Huolun with a smile.

"Dongxing Gangsters, they truly live up to their reputation."

"As the 'white paper fan' of Tung Sing, he always thought of a way out for A-Luo."

"Okay, we agree."

He held up one finger.

"However, two hundred people is too many. Let's compromise and have one hundred people."

"The number of gunmen that Tornado kept in the walled city back then was only eighty."

"One hundred people are enough for you to protect yourselves."

Young and Danny frowned almost imperceptibly, as if he still wanted to try again.

Before he could even speak, Camel beat him to it and made the decision.

"Okay, one hundred people it is!"

"But let's be clear from the start, this is business."

"We, Dongxing, will provide the manpower; you will provide the funding."

"The money is in place, the people are in place, and the goods are in place."

"If you want us to contribute both manpower and money, then I'm sorry, but I, Camel, really don't have that much capital to go through with this."

A hint of coldness flashed in Di Qiu's eyes.

This camel is indeed the kind of person who won't act until he sees a clear benefit.

Even at this point, they're still calculating every single penny.

"no problem."

Di Qiu nodded slowly.

"We, the owners of the Walled City, are willing to offer ten million Hong Kong dollars as a reward."

"This money includes the first month's protection fee and rent dividends, and it's an advance payment to Dongxing."

He paused, staring into the camel's eyes.

"But you must drive Hung Hing out of the walled city within three days."

"If this cannot be done within three days, the deal is void."

I won't get my deposit back.

"When the time comes, we'll go our separate ways, and neither of us will owe the other anything."

Without hesitation, the camel stood up and reached out its hand to Diqiu.

"Okay, three days it is."

Diqiu grasped the camel's hand, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"I will send someone tonight to deliver a deposit of five million."

"I'll pay you another five million after it's done."

"Alright! I wish us a pleasant collaboration then, Brother Qiu."

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Their hands clasped together in the dim light, witnessing this extraordinary transaction.

After Di Qiu and Master Ding left, Camel sat back down in the main seat, his expression even more solemn than before.

He remained silent for a while before turning to look at Gu Huolun.

"Alan, call Sanfeng back."

"Let's put the line over with Windmill Country on hold for now."

Young and Danny were taken aback for a moment, then gave a knowing smile.

"Boss, are you planning to activate the Golden Triangle line?"

"Um."

The camel picked up its teacup and took a sip of the now-cold tea.

"Once we take over the walled city, the Eight-Faced Buddha's goods can be sold in Hong Kong. The small-scale business of Windmill Kingdom is nothing compared to that."

"Hong Kong Island is the real big market."

"Once our goods can get in, Tung Sing will be able to turn things around completely."

As he said this, a light that had been suppressed for a long time shone in his eyes.

Tung Sing has been looked down upon for far too long.

The stronger Hung Hing's momentum, the more difficult Tung Sing's situation becomes.

Nowadays, the noodle business on Hong Kong Island is still ostensibly divided among different businesses, but Hung Hing has made it clear that they are not giving Tung Sing any food.

If things continue like this, Tung Sing will have trouble developing, let alone establishing a foothold in the New Territories.

If we could take over Kowloon Walled City and turn it into our second base, everything would be different.

"Then... should we invite Crow and Ah Wei along too?"

"I'm not sure," Gu Huolun asked tentatively.

The camel frowned.

"These two good-for-nothings are more likely to cause trouble than help."

"If we call them over, who knows what kind of trouble they'll cause next."

He snorted and tapped his fingers lightly on the table a few times.

"snort!"

"However, Yao Yang is dead, and there are indeed not many capable people left under his command."

"Never mind, let's call the two of them."

"And Da Dong, who will replace Yao Yang, should also be called back."

Camel stood up, walked to the statue of Lord Guan, and lit three incense sticks.

"This time, our entire club will be mobilized."

"If we take over Kowloon Walled City, Tung Sing will have the leverage to challenge Hung Hing!"

He turned around, and the resolute look in his eyes moved even Gu Huolun slightly.

"Yes, Brother Luo."

Gu Huolun nodded in agreement, turned around, and strode out of the ancestral hall.

......

On the way back to Kowloon Tong, Di Qiu and Ding Ye sat side by side in the back seat of the Mercedes.

The driver drove very steadily, and the streetlights swept past one after another, casting flickering shadows on the two people's faces.

Di Qiu's expression was not good.

He turned his head and gave Master Ding a cold look, his tone clearly showing dissatisfaction.

"You rascal, the story you're telling tonight is completely different from what we discussed before we came here."

Master Ding chuckled and waved his hand dismissively.

"Brother Qiu, I had no choice."

"If we delay even a moment in dealing with the walled city, those billions of dollars in cash will vanish."

"Although Camel isn't stupid, he's ultimately the kind of person who won't act until he sees a clear benefit."

"If you only talk to him about friendship, there's no way he'll pay any attention to you."

He shifted to a more comfortable sitting position and continued:

"A five million deposit, plus a worthless check that will never be cashed, this deal isn't a loss for us."

"As long as he drives Hung Hing out of the Walled City, we can get rid of our property."

"Once we get the money, we'll be far away from the emperor, and nobody will be able to control us."

Di Qiu remained silent for a while, then sighed heavily.

That's why I urged you to arrange your immigration as soon as possible.

"Dongxing has considerable influence in Windmill Country, so we can't go there."

"I still have some acquaintances in Canada, so I won't be completely clueless when I go there."

"If we stay on Hong Kong Island, and Camel finds out we sold him out, won't he go crazy and search the world for us to settle accounts?"

Master Ding patted his chest, looking completely confident.

"Don't worry, Brother Qiu, I'll take care of this."

"The immigration procedures are already being processed."

"As long as the properties in the Walled City are sold off smoothly, we'll be billionaires."

"Once you get to Canada, you live in a big villa and drive a luxury car. Isn't that like living the life of a god?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see his carefree life in Canada.