Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

He tilted his head and glanced at Laughing, then sneered:

"Kid, the reason we can survive in Kwun Tong is because both Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing need us as a buffer zone."

"If you dare to act recklessly again, believe me, we'll both be knocked out on the spot!"

"Just stay here and be a gangster for the rest of your life, and stop causing trouble..."

Since Master Fu was arrested and his master switched sides, Li Tianyi's personality has changed a lot.

He was no longer the gang leader who constantly clamored to fight his way out; it was as if reality had worn away his edge overnight.

He knew that there were some people in this world he absolutely could not afford to offend.

Seeing that Lai Tin-yat was completely unmoved, a hint of disappointment flashed in Laughing's eyes.

He simply stood up, stretched, and prepared to leave the bar.

Li Tianyi raised an eyebrow and asked:

"What? Thinking of changing jobs?"

Laughing helplessly spread his hands:

"Hey boss, it's past midnight. I'm going to find somewhere to grab a late-night snack before we get back to work."

"Go! Go! Go!"

Li Tian waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

His gaze returned to the now-warm beer on the bar, and he didn't look at Laughing again.

Laughing shook his head and swaggered out of the bar.

The night wind, carrying the scent of the sea, blew in from the direction of Kwun Tong Pier, and the streetlights cast long shadows.

Laughing stood at the bar entrance, surveying his surroundings.

The alley was deserted, save for the distant barking of dogs.

He wrapped his coat tighter, lowered his head, and quickly walked into a narrower, darker alleyway. He took out his pager from his pocket, quickly dialed a number, and sent a message.

Twenty minutes later, in a dimly lit and cramped room on the top floor of an old tenement building in Kwun Tong.

The lights were off inside; only a flickering fluorescent tube danced in the corner, emitting a buzzing electrical sound.

The walls were mottled, the yellowed posters had curled edges, and several old newspapers were scattered on the floor.

"Sir, the entire Ching Hing is practically dead. Apart from Lai Tin-yat, I'm the second-in-command."

"If you don't pull back now, I'll really become the gang leader!"

Laughing stood in the shadows, half his face hidden in the darkness, his tone full of anxiety.

Sir Sin stood under the flickering light, his face solemn.

He was wearing a gray jacket and a black baseball cap, and the dark circles under his eyes betrayed his exhaustion from the past few days.

"What do you know? This is the most important moment."

"According to reliable sources, Hung Hing and Tung Sing clashed in Tuen Mun and Sha Tin last night, resulting in dozens of deaths and injuries."

"There was also a gunfight that lasted all night in the walled city. The scene was just like in Kuwait, with bullet holes everywhere."

"The more difficult the situation, the more you must persevere!"

"Have you forgotten that you are a Royal Hong Kong Island Police officer?"

Laughing had already received word that Hung Hing and Tung Sing had been locked in a fierce battle last night.

But he really had no interest in managing those two large organizations.

After all, given their current size, if the other side sends out just one big guy, they can easily take care of him and Li Tianyi.

Therefore, Zhengxing, which is in a precarious situation and struggling to survive, cannot openly seek cooperation or do anything out of line as it did before.

"But... Li Tianyi has no money and no manpower right now. What can we do with just our twenty-odd henchmen?"

After Laughing finished speaking, he subconsciously thought of something, and his expression changed drastically.

He abruptly turned to look at Inspector Sin, his voice trembling:

"You don't mean to make me use Lai Tin-yat as a pledge of allegiance to Tung Sing or Hung Hing, do you?"

Sir Sin smiled and nodded:

"So quick-witted, they're even answering first!"

"Holy crap, stop messing with me!"

Laughing bounced up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He waved his hands repeatedly, the gauze on his face trembling with each movement.

"Lin Bei of Hung Hing has a grudge against me. If I switch sides and join Hung Hing, he'll kill me!"

Sir Sin lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and the cigarette butt flickered in the dim room.

"Who said you were going to join Hung Hing?"

"I need you to join Dongxing and help me find their powder warehouse stronghold..."

Laughing immediately stood up and shouted in a low voice:

"Are you crazy?"

"In Hong Kong Island, who doesn't know who's behind Tung Sing..."

"If I went undercover there, I'd definitely be caught and forced to do land reclamation within two days..."

Sin Sir narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed intently on Laughing.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and said viciously:

"Kid, don't you want to atone for your crimes and come back as a cop?"

Laughing's pupils contracted sharply, his lips trembled a few times, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a single sentence:

"You...you want to discard me after I've served my purpose?"

"Hmph, what do you mean by 'discarding the millstone after it has served its purpose'? This is called 'mutual benefit and win-win'!"

Sir Sin sneered, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it out with the sole of his shoe.

"I just received news that the Three Phoenixes of Maple Leaf Country have returned, and even the long-lost Water Spirit will be coming back."

"With such a big fuss, I don't believe Tung Sing just brought them back for a reunion."

"So...you have to go!"

"Besides, you have to believe me, I have people backing me up."

"I won't be satisfied until I bring these foreigners down!"

After finishing his speech, Sir Sin lit another cigarette and stared quietly at Laughing, waiting for the young man to make his choice.

Laughing lowered his head, a fierce internal struggle raging within him.

If you go to Tung Sing, there's a 90% chance you'll be recognized.

If he went to Hung Hing, given Lin Bei's personality, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.

That old fox, Sin Sir, promised to send me back to the police station to report for duty once the Zhengxing police station fell. Now it seems he just wanted to use me like a sanitary napkin, sucking my blood and then throwing me away.

The silence lasted for a long time.

The only sounds in the room were the buzzing of the broken light bulb and the intermittent breathing of the two people.

Finally, Laughing raised his head, a hint of determination in his eyes. He looked at Inspector Sin and said, word by word:

"Okay, I'm willing to go to Dongxing, but Li Tianyi must die."

"He knows I'm an undercover agent!"

Sir Sin frowned and pressed for an answer:

"Did he know you were an undercover agent?"

"That's right, he's the one who sent me back to the police station, but he didn't know I was a real policeman."

"Even so, I'm not willing to take that risk, so he has to die!"

"As long as you have something to show for it, that's fine, but you can't risk my life for the sake of achievements."

After Laughing finished speaking, he stared intently into Sir Sin's eyes, not allowing him to utter a single rebuttal.

Sir Sin met his gaze for a moment, then slowly nodded:

"Okay, I promise!"

"It's a deal!"