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"Silly Qiang, here's two hundred thousand."

"This is for the appearance fee and camaraderie fee of all the brothers who participated in tonight's operation."

"Make it clear to them that the organization will not shortchange them on medical expenses and resettlement allowances."

"Those blue lanterns, as long as they perform well tonight and prove their courage and ability, if they want to officially join the club, I, Lin Bei, will accept them all!"

Lin Bei waved his hand, his words displaying an air of boundless pride and extravagance, revealing his determination and confidence for tonight's battle.

Sha Qiang nodded vigorously, carefully putting the two heavy stacks of gold bulls into his briefcase.

"Okay, Brother Bei!"

"Mission accomplished!"

"If there's nothing else, I'll head out now!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to walk towards the bar entrance to do the things Lin Bei had asked him to do when he heard Lin Bei's unhurried voice behind him.

"As for the bonuses for you and Fatty Cheng..."

"Come back tonight when you're all here, then come and get it from me."

"Remember one thing I said..."

Lin Bei's voice suddenly turned cold, and his gaze swept across Sha Qiang's back like a knife.

"I'm the kind of person who can't tolerate even the slightest injustice!"

Upon hearing Lin Bei's warning words, a painful and unbearable memory seemed to flash through Sha Qiang's mind, and his body involuntarily shivered.

In the sweltering heat of summer, with temperatures exceeding 30 degrees Celsius and people sweating profusely, he suddenly felt a chill run down his back and shivered violently.

"Brother Bei, we've followed you and Brother Kun for so long, don't you know our personalities?"

"We are absolutely meticulous and efficient in our work, and we dare not make the slightest mistake."

You can rest assured!

Lin Bei nodded in satisfaction, hummed in agreement, and waved to indicate that he could leave.

Then, he glanced at the three ambitious young men who were still stunned and hadn't recovered from the shock of the 200,000 yuan in cash, and coughed lightly.

"You lot, come with me."

"Ah, oh! Here it comes!"

Huo Baoming, Yaowen, and Ailian suddenly came to their senses and quickly followed Lin Bei's steps, passing through the bar lobby and going up the stairs to the office on the second floor.

Lin Bei walked to the large sofa in the office and plopped down on it, sinking deep into the soft cushions.

He took a thick cigar from the drawer in front of him, cut off the end with a cigar cutter, lit it with a "ding," and took a deep drag.

"call!"

He exhaled a thick puff of cigar smoke, the white smoke slowly rising and spreading in the air.

He leaned back on the sofa, his tone so flat that no emotion could be detected.

"You guys heard it downstairs just now too."

"Tonight, I'm going to have a tough battle on my turf."

"Usually, it's just small-scale fighting, like gangsters getting into brawls. At worst, they might break a hand or a leg, but it's rare for anyone to actually die."

"But in a large-scale melee like tonight's, with hundreds of people involved, swords and spears are indiscriminate, the scene is chaotic, and it's perfectly normal for a few people to die."

"In this dog-eat-dog world, especially in a squalid city like Hong Kong..."

"hehe."

He let out a meaningful chuckle.

"Do you really think you young people who have just entered society and know nothing can handle this?"

Although Lin Bei had verbally agreed to their request in the car, deep down he didn't want to casually pull these young people into the gang and into this treacherous quagmire of the underworld.

As the saying goes, once you enter the world of martial arts, it's like entering a deep sea; once you want to turn back, there's no shore left.

Those who join gangs may appear glamorous on the surface, with people calling them "Big Brother" wherever they go, but behind the scenes, they must always be on guard against enemy plots and betrayal by their subordinates.

It has been over a hundred years since the first name was born on Hong Kong Island.

The number of people who can thrive in the underworld and ultimately settle down peacefully and enjoy a good end can be counted on one hand.

The vast majority of people either die in the streets or end up in prison.

Hearing Lin Bei's heartfelt and heavy words, the three of them, who had been full of enthusiasm and fearlessness, began to feel genuinely conflicted and uneasy.

Although they dressed like gangsters and acted like them, they hadn't actually been working as shills for very long.

They had only ever attended large-scale, impressive events like the "horse-riding parade," and had never truly experienced the face-to-face, bloody battles between comrades.

Huo Baoming took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, as if he had made up his mind. His eyes hardened, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Brother Bei, ever since I started out in this business, I've vowed to become a respected and courageous underworld boss like you!"

"Therefore, I must participate in tonight's battle no matter what."

"This is not only my pledge of loyalty to you, but also my answer to myself!"

"I want to see if I, Fiery Ming, really have the fate to live up to it!"

Yaowen nodded heavily and stepped forward, echoing Huo Baoming's words.

"Amin is right, Brother Bei!"

"Now that the three of us have made up our minds to follow you to your base, if we were to back down now and slink away in disgrace, even if I were to honestly sell fruit at the fruit market, I wouldn't have the face to hold my head high in front of my neighbors!"

Although Ailian was a girl, there was no fear or retreat on her face at this moment. Instead, she showed a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

"Brother Bei, what they said is exactly what I wanted to say."

"Don't underestimate me just because I'm a woman. I know a little martial arts, and I definitely won't hold you back!"

"Okay then."

"If you have this awareness and idea, I will not refuse you."

As Lin Bei spoke, he reached into his briefcase and took out several brand-new gold bull bills, which he then threw on the table.

"Here are five thousand dollars. Go out now and use this money to buy yourself a clean and new set of clothes."

"Although gangsters are people who live at the bottom of society, when they work under my command, I don't need those bright red and green hairs, let alone those heavy makeup and inhuman appearances."

"Go get a more presentable look, cut your hair shorter, and dress like a normal person."

"That way, when you start filming tonight, you'll feel more confident and be able to perform more freely."

When Huo Baoming and his two companions saw the thick wad of banknotes on the table, their eyes lit up and they stared at it intently, as if they were hungry wolves eyeing fresh meat.

Yaowen spoke with difficulty.

"Brother Bei... Brother Bei."

"We shouldn't accept so much without merit. We haven't done anything right, so we can't take so much."

"We'll only take what we're entitled to."

Seeing the three of them trying so hard to restrain themselves despite clearly wanting it, Lin Bei found it both amusing and somewhat admirable. He shook his head helplessly.

"Since we've given you the chance to take it, then take it without hesitation."

"Stop being so wishy-washy."

"However, let me preface this by saying...

He paused, his gaze turning stern.

"If you fail to perform tonight, if you lack courage and boldness, then you'd better go back to your studies and stop messing around in society!"

"This road is not as easy as you think."

Upon hearing this, Yaowen nodded solemnly, stepped forward, picked up the five thousand yuan with both hands, and then bowed respectfully to Lin Bei.

"Thank you for your appreciation and guidance, Brother Bei!"

"The three of us will definitely not let you down!"

"Okay, go ahead."

Lin Bei waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.