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The conference room at the East Star headquarters was packed with people, but the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Last night's battle was a disastrous one; we didn't gain any territory, and we lost a lot of men.

After the news spread, the entire Yuen Long headquarters was shrouded in darkness, and no one dared to speak loudly.

After being nourished by Lin Bei last night, Shui Ling's complexion became even more rosy.

She wore a dark red cardigan, her hair pulled back, revealing her long, fair neck. She looked like a flower that had absorbed plenty of water, so vibrant it was almost blinding.

Everyone present was a seasoned veteran, so they could naturally tell what was going on.

The uncles exchanged glances, saying nothing but wondering to themselves.

Judging from Marshal Dalu's appearance, it's obvious that someone watered the flowers last night.

Isn't she the wife of the second-generation leader?

If this gets out, what kind of talk will it make?

The camel sat at the lower end, its face alternating between pale and flushed.

He placed both hands on his knees, his nails digging into his palms.

He knew everyone was probably laughing at him in their hearts.

His stepmother was bullied, and he could only helplessly stand there like a baby, not daring to utter a sound.

This feeling of frustration is like someone pressing his entire face into the mud and forcing him to open his mouth.

"Ahem!"

Shui Ling coughed lightly, glanced at everyone present, and slowly spoke.

"Old Xu, that scoundrel, has no sense of honor."

"When two gangs were fighting in the street, he actually called the police."

"The Western side has already called to verify this with me."

"The other party also gave a corresponding response, saying that they would not pursue our subsequent actions."

She paused, leaned forward slightly, and her gaze sharpened:

"So tonight, seizing these three unclaimed territories is crucial."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the camel eagerly stepped forward.

His tone was hurried, as if he had a lot to say and had finally found an outlet.

"Marshal Shui Ling, you know this is unclaimed territory."

"The biggest powerhouses in Yau Tsim Mong right now are Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing."

"These two clubs are practically in cahoots; they've been working together for ages."

"If we make a move tonight, we're afraid we'll suffer a severe blow..."

His words resonated with many of the uncles and elders present.

Several elderly people nodded in agreement, and some whispered in agreement:

"What Ah Luo said makes sense. We just learned our lesson last night, and if we go again tonight, what if we lose everything?"

"Exactly, that's too risky."

Last night's defeat has made these old guys question Shui Ling's abilities.

Although they dared not openly oppose it, their words betrayed their hesitation.

However, Crow, Da Dong, and Situ Haonan did not think so.

Tonight's melee could be very dangerous, even a one-way trip.

But for these "Five Tigers" who had no territory of their own and only held the title, this was their only chance to rise to the top in one step.

They've been longing for a piece of land that truly belongs to them for a long time.

The crow was the first to get restless and was about to speak when Shui Ling silenced it with a look.

Shui Ling glanced at the camel, her voice clear and cold, yet carrying an undeniable certainty:

"I've already reached an agreement with Hung Hing; they won't try to take our territory."

"However, once the deal is done, the market supply of fruits and vegetables for those three plots of land will need to be provided by them."

"Furthermore, Hung Hing will not charge any protection fees or management fees for the shops they open in our Tung Sing territory in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people present were immediately impressed.

These conditions are acceptable, though.

Compared to the three lucrative territories in Yau Tsim Mong, giving up some market supply and waiving protection fees for a few shops is nothing.

The uncles who had been wavering earlier fell silent, and the hesitation on their faces subsided considerably.

Uncle Ben, the white-haired old man, was the first to stand up and wave the flag for Shui Ling:

"Marshal Lu truly lives up to his reputation as the pillar of our East Star!"

"With you here, our Dongxing crisis can be completely resolved!"

"Who would dare to criticize?"

"Uncle Ben is right! With Marshal Shui Ling here, what are the mere Xin Ji (a lowly official)?"

Situ Haonan immediately took over, his voice loud and clear.

"Yes, yes, Hao Nan is right!"

The crow also hurriedly stood up, afraid that someone would beat it to it.

Da Dong followed closely behind, not wanting to be outdone, and joined the group:

"That's right! With Marshal Lu leading the team, we'll definitely take back all of Xinji's territory tonight!"

The camel watched coldly from the sidelines, but its anger remained undiminished.

His back teeth were almost ground to dust.

These opportunistic bastards, you just wait and see.

Once Shui Ling leaves, I'll see how I deal with you all one by one.

But then he thought again, when did Shui Ling convince Lin Bei?

Could it be from last night?

He suddenly recalled Shui Ling's rosy complexion and spring-like eyes that morning, and then connected these things with the terms already agreed upon with Hung Hing. His mind went blank for a moment, and a thought popped into his head that almost made him lose his balance.

Lin Bei, you actually dated my stepmother?

Hey!

This is an absolute disgrace!

If I run into Lin Bei again and he blurts this out in public, will I, Camel, still be able to live a normal life?

No, he has to do something.

After the meeting, Camel didn't linger and quickly left the main hall.

He walked to the back alley, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

The call connected quickly, and he lowered his voice to say:

"Set the delivery time and quantity for the next batch of goods before tonight."

"I need to ship another large batch as soon as possible."

Laughing's unhurried voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Don't worry, Brother Luo, I'll arrange it right away."

After successfully distributing the first batch of goods last night, Camel made a small profit.

This made him even more certain that the Kwun Tong Ferry Pier route was a goldmine.

Next, he plans to expand the business and use money to buy back what he lost, little by little.

Inside the Tung Sing headquarters, Shui Ling was still discussing the details of tonight's events with Bai Tou Weng, Situ Haonan, and a few others.

The camel glanced back at the half-closed iron gate, a flash of malice crossing its eyes.

......

Kwun Tong, Zhengxing Bar.

Laughing hung up the phone, sat at the bar, and tapped the rim of his glass absently with his fingers.

Last night, the shipment of 100 kilograms of goods was transported from Kwun Tong to Tsim Sha Tsui for clearance in less than 40 minutes.

The camel is very satisfied; the yield tonight is estimated to double.

He picked up the spare pager, quickly sent a message, then turned it off and put it back in the compartment.

"Your chance has come! Camel, don't even think about running away this time!"

......

Inside the East Lake office building in Central.

Lin Bei and the homeowner, Mr. Chen, officially signed the transfer agreement in the presence of a lawyer.

He instructed his accompanying finance staff to transfer 1.8 billion yuan directly to the designated account without delay. After signing the document, Boss Chen's hands trembled, and his eyes were red-rimmed.

Although this building is his lifeline, the price he got was already much better than the terms offered by HSBC.