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"They're living too comfortably!"
Hong Wentong snorted coldly.
"Then tell me, how should we handle this?"
Xu Lang got up, walked to the window, and looked at the lights of the entire Hong Kong Island.
"I'll go there myself!"
Hong Wentong was taken aback.
"You're going? No way, these little punks aren't worth your time!"
Whether it's worth it or not is up to me to decide!
Xu Lang turned around, his eyes sharp.
"I want everyone to know that even if a few rotten dogs come up to me, I will tear them apart with my own hands!"
"Yes!"
Hong Wentong said no more.
"Call Aji here, and bring thirty more Alphas. Let's go to Deep Bay!"
Xu Lang gave the order casually.
"I don't want to reason with you tonight!"
Deep Bay Wharf under the cover of night is bathed in a dim, yellow light.
The members of the Fierce Bull Gang were smoking and drinking around several trucks, each one more arrogant than the last.
"What's so great about Tung Sing? What era are we living in? Still playing those old tricks?"
"Isn't Xu Lang trying to clear his name? Since he's not showing up, then we'll take some interest!"
"Anyway, I have someone protecting me, so what's there to be afraid of!"
Just then, a black minivan slowly pulled up at the dock.
As soon as the car door opened, Xu Lang, dressed in a simple black shirt, got out of the car. Aji followed behind him, his white clothes were frighteningly clean, and his face was expressionless.
Behind them were thirty Alpha special forces members who landed silently and stood in two rows, like death in the night.
"Who's from the Mighty Bull Society?"
Xu Lang stepped forward, his voice not loud, but everyone on the dock fell silent.
"Who dared to spout nonsense here, calling my Dongxing a bunch of trash?"
His tone was calm, as if he were chatting with a friend.
"it's me!"
A burly man with a buzz cut walked out, a disdainful look on his lips.
"So you're Xu Lang? Let me tell you, Shenzhen Bay is no longer under your jurisdiction..."
"Snapped-"
Before he could finish speaking, Ah-Ji moved.
Without warning, a slap landed on his face.
The burly man with the buzz cut fell to the ground, half of his face turning red and purple, and he spat out several bloody teeth.
"what did you just say?"
Xu Lang looked at him, his tone still calm.
"Is Shenzhen Bay not under my jurisdiction? Did you ask me, or your mother?"
"You...you dare touch me? I have...backing me..."
I don't care if there's a dog behind you, or a mad dog!
Xu Lang walked over, squatted down, and asked softly.
Do you know whose goods you've stepped on?
The man's lips trembled slightly, but he remained silent.
"Unable to speak?"
Xu Lang nodded.
"Aji!"
"exist!"
"Break both his legs and send him back!"
"Yes!"
That night, every inch of the floor tiles at Deep Bay Wharf was stained with blood.
The next morning, the entire gang circle of Hong Kong Island knew about it.
The members of the Mighty Bull Society knelt motionless in front of the containers at Deep Bay Wharf.
Xu Lang personally took their leader to the hospital's ICU.
Chapter 405 Who gave you the courage? Who gave you the guts?
Once the news spread, all the small gangs that were still plotting fell silent.
Tojo Yamazuki sat in that airtight tea room, the air filled with the scent of incense, mixed with a faint bitterness.
His eyes were fixed on the phone screen on the table, which displayed a video that Liu Yongxing had just sent.
The members of the Fierce Bull Gang were kneeling on the ground, their flesh and blood mangled. The local thugs lay on the dock like dead dogs, unable to utter a single word.
The leader of the Fierce Bull Club, that man with a buzz cut, had both legs shattered and was nailed to a stretcher, still shouting "I'm sorry," like a pig about to be slaughtered.
Tojo Yamashita slammed his phone on the table, his eyes turning cold.
"Matsui, what do you think?"
Sitting opposite him was Matsui, the intelligence officer sent by the Yamaguchi-gumi to provide support. He was impeccably dressed, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and had a calm expression.
"normal!"
He said calmly.
"Xu Lang should have taken this step a long time ago!"
"What do you mean?"
"You think he's really trying to clear his name?"
Matsui gently shook his head.
Xu Lang knows everything.
He'd been waiting, waiting for these minor characters to step forward, so he'd have a reason to make his move!
"Beat one to the bone, and you'll scare the rest."
He's mastered this move better than anyone else!
Tojo Yamashita's expression changed slightly, and his fist slowly clenched.
"Is he trying to use this opportunity to establish his authority?"
"No!"
Matsui changed his tone.
He wasn't trying to establish his authority.
He's issuing a warning!
“We’ve been harassing too many outsiders lately, and he’s known about it all along, but he’s been pretending not to notice!”
"His actions now are a reminder to us—don't take another step forward!"
Tojo Yamashita frowned and remained silent.
Matsui continued.
"But this is also an opportunity!"
"Although those local community groups are scared, they are actually thinking about one thing—Xu Lang's reaction came too fast!"
"What does that mean? It means he was actually very nervous!"
"His nervousness means he's afraid!"
Tojoyama raised his head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"You mean..."
"Keep moving!"
Matsui said calmly.
"But don't make any drastic moves. Continue the bribery, continue the infiltration!"
"You want to take over Tung Sing in one fell swoop? No way!"
You have to chew it up little by little.
Don't forget, wolves don't hunt by howling; they hunt by patience!
Tojo Yamashita was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"I understand!"
On the other side of Hong Kong Island, the Tung Sing Building.
Xu Lang sat in the conference room. There were already seven or eight cigarette butts in the ashtray, and a document was on the table.
That's intelligence on a series of recent actions by the Tojoyama branch.
The white-clad assassin, Ah Ji, stood by the door, his gaze as still as water, motionless.
Hong Wentong was flipping through the documents, his eyes gloomy.