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Dongxing Main Hall.

Both Camel and Gu Huolun were numb.

They stayed in the main hall all night waiting for news, but all they got were damn bad news.

Camel sat in a grand chair, the ashtray in front of him piled high with cigarette butts, smoking one cigarette after another until his lips were dry.

"Alan, things have gotten this bad. What do you think we should do?"

Camel now regrets it; he shouldn't have listened to that idiotic plan of Crow.

What bullshit about sneak attacks, what nonsense about all the fear stemming from insufficient firepower—it's all been wasted.

Gu Huolun sighed helplessly.

"Brother Luo, a bet's a bet."

"The entire squad that attacked the fortress was wiped out, and we simply don't have the money for resettlement."

"The situation in Sha Tin is not optimistic either. If it falls tonight, it will be a devastating blow to our Tung Sing."

"Also, Hao Nan just called. They encountered Hung Hing's ambush on the road."

"I suspect this is a scheme by Hung Hing, to wear us down completely tonight."

After listening, the camel slowly closed its eyes and leaned back in its chair, as if its spine had been removed.

It's all over, it's all fucking over.

I'm afraid Tung Sing is going to be ruined in my hands.

If we had waited for Sanfeng to return before taking action, we wouldn't have been in such a passive position as we are tonight.

As he thought of this, a graceful figure flashed through his mind.

Oh, and her too...

The camel suddenly opened its eyes, as if grasping at the last straw.

"Alan, you wait here for news. I'm going to the other room to make a phone call."

Seeing this, Clifton didn't say anything more, but just nodded slightly.

He then realized that if Camel was making a phone call so late at night, then the person on the other end of the line must be someone who could help Tung Sing.

And that person was none other than the legendary Marshal of the Eastern Star Road... Shui Ling!

Thinking about that woman's abilities, Gu Huolun felt confident that this was a sure thing.

Back when Shui Ling followed Luo Zhengwu to conquer the world, Tung Sing was still the dominant force in the New Territories, unlike how pathetic it is now.

Inside the room, the camel shakily picked up the satellite phone and dialed a number.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard several times before finally pressing the dial key.

Honestly, if he really had a way out, he would never have asked this woman for help.

After all, Shui Ling was the enemy who killed his mother and sister, but he was even more unwilling for Dongxing to perish at his hands.

More than hatred, he feared becoming the last leader of Dongxing.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The call connected, and a deep, magnetic female voice came through:

"Hey, why are you calling me so late? Is something wrong?"

"Ah Luo!"

Upon hearing the sound, the camel instinctively shivered.

The woman's tone was still so cold, like an ice dagger, capable of scraping bones even through the phone.

"Yes...yes, Marshal Dalu...tonight..."

Then the camel recounted everything that had happened that night.

From Crow's suggestion to launch a surprise attack on Kowloon Walled City, to the loss of his squad, the disappearance of Smiling Tiger, the siege of Sha Tin, and the ambush of Situ Haonan on the way, he spoke of each and every incident in fits and starts, almost unable to continue several times.

Shui Ling on the other end of the phone did not interrupt, remaining silent throughout, so silent that Camel even wondered if she had already put the phone aside.

Until the camel uttered its last words.

"Marshal Dalu, I really have no other choice. I don't want Dongxing to fall into my hands like this."

"Sanfeng and the others won't be back until the day after tomorrow at the earliest, but if Shatin can't be held tonight, the headquarters in Yuen Long might be breached tomorrow night..."

"Why."

A sigh finally came from the other end of the phone, followed by a reprimand that showed no mercy.

"With your abilities, you'd be more than capable of being a ruler who maintains the status quo, but you insist on going to Windmill Country to traffic drugs."

"It's one thing to make money there, but when they return to Hong Kong Island, they get involved with foreigners, giving up their territory in exchange for the right to sell drugs."

"I'm telling you, are you out of your mind?"

"Now look what's happened. Not only did they send these kids to attack the fortress, but they also failed to prepare for the enemy's counterattack."

"You're the head of Tung Sing, so please be more careful in your actions. Even if you can't think ten steps ahead for every one step, at least don't be so wasteful..."

Shui Ling's words were like knives, completely exposing the camel's true nature.

Her tone grew increasingly cold, and every word she spoke made the camel unable to lift its head.

Why do white-haired old men look down on camels?

It's because he felt that Camel, besides selling noodles, had no other great wisdom.

The Tung Sing Society is known as one of the four major triads, not because they are good at selling drugs, but because at its peak they owned a large area of ​​territory in the New Territories. In terms of territory size, even the Hung Hing Society could not compare.

But after Camel took over, in order to secretly eliminate the people left behind by Shui Ling and cultivate his own team, Gu Huolun offered him a trick to undermine his cause.

They made a deal with the foreigners, handing over the territory to their "black gloves" in exchange for the right to sell pornography in that territory—basically, an invisible license to sell pornography.

Since acquiring this connection, Tung Sing's territory in the New Territories has shrunk drastically, with most of it being given to Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing.

Most of the men that Shui Ling left behind were wiped out by camels, leaving only the lineage of Uncle Ben, Situ Haonan, and others.

Uncle Ben is quite successful; his connections are mostly overseas, especially in Southeast Asia.

Therefore, he didn't need territory; instead, like a camel, he used the Tung Sing brand to do business outside.

However, Uncle Ben is still obsessed with the position of the leader, otherwise he would not have allowed Situ Haonan to make a move tonight, in order to take over the Causeway Bay area as his base.

The camel dared not argue and could only silently endure it.

He lowered his head, his tone dejected.

In his mind, as long as Shui Ling was obedient, he had to endure it no matter what.

"Yes, yes, Marshal Lu, you are right."

"From now on, I will repent and correct my past mistakes, handle gang affairs properly, and lead the gang back on the right track."

Upon hearing this, Shui Ling revealed a disdainful smile.

She knew, of course, that the camel was trying to fool her, but she didn't call it out.

Who could blame her when the other party was her beloved... Luo Zhengwu's son?

"Alright, anyone can say nice things."

"Have Situ Haonan bring the people back immediately, and prevent any further serious casualties."

"Besides, so be it if we lose our territory in Sha Tin; the lives of the sand worms are more important."

"I'll be the one to meet this legendary Lin Bei then!"

"Yes, yes, I'll take care of it right away."

"Um."