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Tojo Yamashita roared wildly in the lobby of the clubhouse, his hands trembling and veins bulging.
"How could this be! How could it be so fast!"
"Are they the military? Or a professional special forces team?!"
Matsui didn't say a word, but simply placed a document in front of him.
"This is their scheduling diagram!"
"They wiped out the entire area we'd infiltrated in three months in a single day!"
"We've lost this battle!"
"We've lost completely!"
Higashiyama looked dazed and sat back down on the sofa, looking lost and dejected.
He vowed to avenge himself!
Take back everything that's yours!
"Xu Lang, you just wait!"
……
Another period of time has passed.
The underground world of Hong Kong Island is like a stagnant pool, calm on the surface but turbulent beneath.
The Tung Sing headquarters is located on the top floor of an old office building. The outer layer is a modified metal fire door, as thick as a vault.
Inside the office, at a large ebony table, Xu Lang sat in the main seat, his expression indifferent.
He was wearing a black shirt with the cuffs rolled up, holding a pen in his left hand, casually flipping through a document on the table—a revenue report about Causeway Bay nightclubs.
Aji stood behind him, motionless, like a shadow.
Hong Wentong sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and spoke with a smile.
"Brother Lang, those rat gang members have been making more and more noise lately!"
"The members of the Sky Dragon Society have started seizing truck lanes in Causeway Bay these past two days."
They even hired people to impersonate our people to collect protection money, causing chaos!
Xu Lang put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and looked calm.
"Send Haonan!"
447 "Stop their car and bring them back!"
"I'll ask you myself!"
Hong Wentong grinned.
"If you personally step in, those few nobodies will definitely be so scared they'll wet their pants!"
"but……"
He exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes dark and gloomy.
"This doesn't seem like something the Tianlong Society would do. Those guys don't have the brains for it. There must be someone backing them up!"
Xu Lang's eyes turned cold.
"Tojoyama branch?"
"pretty close!"
Hong Wentong nodded.
"This kid's been playing much more carefully lately, he's not as impulsive as before!"
"He wants us to create chaos!"
Xu Lang remained silent, his fingers lightly tapping the table, his composure as still as stagnant water.
Chapter 430 If Tojo dares to make a move, then there's no point in talking!
The door opened, and Tiger Dami rushed in, looking displeased.
"Brother Lang!"
"The guys in Causeway Bay just called back and said that some people were blocking their truck in a car and even brandishing firearms to scare them!"
"The deliverymen were too scared to move!"
"I've already had someone keep an eye on them, in the back alley of the Golden Swallow Nightclub!"
Xu Lang stood up, his gaze icy.
"go!"
"I'll go see for myself!"
Tiger Da Mi was taken aback, then smiled.
"Alright, Brother Lang, I told you you had to go yourself. Now those good-for-nothings know that Tung Sing isn't a pushover!"
Behind Xu Lang, Aji had already picked up his trench coat and quietly handed it to him.
Xu Lang took it, put it on, and pushed open the door to go out.
Hong Wentong stubbed out his cigarette and followed.
"I told you so, didn't I? He was just playing dead to lure people in!"
"Tonight, no matter who it is, the fish will take the bait!"
Under the cover of night, the Dongxing Gang's convoy set off silently.
In the back alley of the Golden Swallow Nightclub in Causeway Bay, five black vans were parked quietly, and several guys with small tattoos stood beside the cars, looking arrogant.
Their accents were mixed, and they wore tentative smiles.
"Tung Sing? That's all in the past. Now anyone can carve out a piece of territory on Hong Kong Island!"
"What? A bunch of old devils, still thinking of guarding this little patch of land?"
"Tell them to bring their boss to see me!"
"My brother Li's men value rules, not giving you face!"
One of the leaders was smoking a cigarette, looking at his phone, and sneering.
"Tung Sing is trying to whitewash its image. A whitewashed dog shouldn't be barking in the street!"
At that moment, a deep, cold voice interrupted their laughter.
"Who are you calling a dog?"
Everyone turned their heads, and a group of people had appeared at the alley entrance.
Xu Lang stood at the very front, expressionless.
Behind him were Hu Dami, Hong Wentong, and several other Alpha members.
The arrogant thugs were stunned for a moment, and one of the quick-tongued guys immediately backed away.
"You are...Xu Lang?"
"Ah……"
Xu Lang looked at them, his tone indifferent.
"Whose dogs are you?"
"Who gave you the audacity to run wild on my turf?"
Those thugs were speechless for a moment.
But Brother Li, who was in charge, forced himself to speak.
"Xu Lang, I am Long Fei's man!"
"If you touch me, the Heavenly Dragon Society will not let you get away with it!"
"We just came to take a look, we didn't touch your business at all, do you have to cause trouble like this?"
Xu Lang nodded.
"you're right!"
"Then do you know why I'm still here?"
Brother Li's face was stiff.
"You...what do you mean?"
Xu Lang took a step closer, his gaze sharp.
"My men were frightened today!"
"Are you going to pay this price?"
Brother Li gritted his teeth.
"Don't go too far, everyone's just trying to make a living—"
"Save your nonsense for Long Fei!"
"You either kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, or—"
Xu Lang turned to look at Aji.
Aji took a step forward, his eyes cold.
"Clean it up directly!"
The temperature in the alley dropped ten degrees instantly.
Brother Li couldn't hold on any longer.
"Kneel! Kneel! I kneel! I was wrong! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness, Brother Lang—(Momo Zhao)"
"kowtow!"
Xu Lang stood still, coldly watching him.