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"There's a guy named Zhou Xing behind Chengda Group. He used to be an outsider for the Blackwater Gang. He ran away the year before last, but now he's resurfaced!"
Chapter 536 The Dongxing Gang Breaks Down the Door!
Xu Lang had a cigarette dangling from his lips, but didn't light it. He just leaned back in his chair, squinting as he thought.
After a few seconds, he spoke.
"Call for backup, we'll move tomorrow night!"
Hong Wentong nodded, He Xigui grinned, and turned to go out and make the arrangements.
The following afternoon, Lei Yaoyang and his men laid an ambush outside Chengda Group's freight warehouse.
Tiger Dami, Situ Haonan, and Hengmei each guarded one of the exits, while Ah Ji's men infiltrated inside, ready to make their move at any moment.
At 2 a.m., the warehouse was still brightly lit.
Chengda Group employees were loading goods, hauling away truckloads of smuggled goods with practiced ease.
Lei Yaoyang pressed down on the brim of his hat, his eyes cold.
At exactly three o'clock, Tiger Dami raised his hand, signaling to make his move.
The next second, dozens of members of the Tung Sing Gang burst through the door.
The warehouse erupted in chaos.
Just as Chengda's men were about to resist, Lei Yaoyang took the lead, smashing the foreman at the front with a stick. Hu Dami roared and charged in, sweeping away a bunch of people with his steel rod.
Situ Haonan sealed off the back door, and Hengmei led his men to block the side door, leaving no gaps.
After a fierce beating, in less than ten minutes, all the core members of Chengda Group were lying on the ground.
Blood, broken glass, and goods scattered all over the ground.
Zhou Xing was dragged out of the office by Lei Yaoyang, kicked in the chest, and fell to the ground, unable to utter a sound. (bfea)
Tiger Dami stepped on his shoulder, her face icy cold.
"Can you run away on the first day of the month, or on the fifteenth?"
Zhou Xing's face was covered in blood. He struggled to speak, but only a bunch of bloody foam came out of the corner of his mouth.
Lei Yaoyang didn't give him a chance and kicked him again.
The warehouse was completely destroyed, and the smuggled goods were burned to the ground by Aji's men.
The person who finished up swept everything up neatly, leaving not a single loose thread.
At six o'clock in the morning, the main hall received the report.
Hong Wentong walked into the office with the documents in his hand.
Xu Lang leaned back on the sofa, his expression calm, slowly turning the teacup in his hand.
Hong Wentong put down the documents, his tone indifferent.
"Brother Lang, Chengda is finished, Zhou Xing is half dead, and all the smaller gangs on the periphery have run away!"
Xu Lang nodded.
He said nothing and continued flipping through the investment report in his hand.
No one on Hong Kong Island dares to provoke us directly now.
Even the most arrogant person has to bow down when they encounter the Tung Sing Gang.
In the following days, the pace at the main hall quickened again.
Hong Wentong arranged for people to keep a close watch on the perimeter.
He Xigui personally led his men to various docks, logistics yards, and nightclubs, and immediately cleaned up any place where there was any disturbance.
Lei Yaoyang, Hu Dami, Situ Haonan, and Hengmei took turns leading patrols, keeping watch even in the dark alleys at night.
The influence of the Tung Sing Gang has become increasingly deep, both overtly and covertly.
On the surface, Hong Kong Island appears calm, but in reality, it has long been completely under Xu Lang's control.
Just then, new troubles arose.
This time, they weren't from out of town; they were a group of long-time local capitalists.
They weren't involved in gangs; they were legitimate businessmen. But they were envious of the Tung Sing Gang's immense power.
Several real estate developers joined forces, intending to economically strangle the Tung Sing gang.
They blocked cooperation channels, intercepted investment funds, and secretly bribed senior bank officials in an attempt to cause cash flow problems for several companies under the Dongxing Gang.
When Hong Wentong received the news, his face turned extremely pale.
That evening, Hong Wentong rushed into the office with the documents.
Xu Lang was still looking at the documents when he heard footsteps and looked up.
Hong Wentong threw a stack of documents on the table and lowered his voice.
"Brother Lang, someone's trying to pull a dirty trick!"
Xu Lang took it and glanced at it a few times, his expression indifferent.
He Xigui stood to the side, his eyes cold.
"Several old financial groups have teamed up to try and seize control of our lifeline!"
Hong Wentong gritted his teeth.
"Do they think they can take down Tung Sing with money?"
Xu Lang put down the documents, leaned back in his chair, and looked cold.
Chapter 537 Let's go all out!
After a few seconds, he spoke.
"Playing the economic game?"
Hong Wentong nodded.
Xu Lang said calmly.
"Okay, let's go all out!"
The next day, the main hall began to be laid out.
Lei Yaoyang and his men secretly acquired small companies under the old conglomerates.
Tiger Dami led a group to control the logistics route.
Situ Haonan's men cut off the supply chain and kept a close eye on the external channels for transferring funds.
In just three days, before the old conglomerate could even react, half of its smaller companies had been quietly swallowed up.
On the fifth day, a real estate company, unable to hold on any longer, approached us to discuss terms.
Hong Wentong took the documents and walked into Xu Lang's office.
Xu Lang sat in a chair, sipping tea, his expression calm.
Hong Wentong placed the documents on the table.
"Brother Lang, you've made your offer. You're willing to trade half of your shares for Taiping!"
Xu Lang slowly took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and nodded.
Hong Wentong immediately made the arrangements.
A few days later, Hong Kong Island became completely quiet.
The news spread both openly and covertly throughout Hong Kong's underworld circles—the Tung Sing gang had routed several real estate conglomerates, driven away foreign capital, and caused local triads to cower in fear. Even the usually arrogant old hands had bowed their heads.
Everything at the main branch is stable and operating smoothly.
Hong Wentong checks accounts and personally runs projects every day, with almost no time to relax.
Lei Yaoyang, Hu Dami, Situ Haonan, and Hengmei took turns leading patrols, thoroughly checking each area every day, ensuring that not even a petty thief could escape.
He Xigui and Aji's intelligence team were also busy, reporting any suspicious activity immediately.
Hong Kong Island may look peaceful, but in reality, the groundwater is flowing faster than before.
That evening, Hong Wentong walked into the office, holding an urgent intelligence report, his face grim.
Xu Lang was sitting on the sofa, slowly flipping through real estate contracts. When he saw him come in, he raised his eyes.
Hong Wentong put down the intelligence report and said in a low voice.
"Brother Lang, the Jiujiang Society in Macau is planning to join forces with a group of foreign forces from Thailand to make a big move in Hong Kong!"
Xu Lang didn't say anything, but reached out and took the documents, glancing at them twice.
The name Jiujiang Club is no secret in the industry. They are ruthless and backed by a conglomerate. Many businesses in Macau are related to them.
This time, they brought along a group of people from Thailand, aiming to make a big splash and take over the smuggling and casino businesses on the outskirts of Hong Kong Island.
He Xigui followed him in, his voice low and hoarse.
"Brother Lang, they've already contacted several leaders of old triads in the North District, planning to start from the periphery and then slowly infiltrate!"
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Xu Lang closed the file, leaned back in his chair, and looked indifferent.
He knew this was bound to happen sooner or later.
The current situation in Hong Kong is not something that a few small fry can shake; only major forces from outside the region can break through.
Hong Wentong gritted his teeth and suppressed his voice.
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"Brother Lang, should we make the first move?"
Xu Lang squinted, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and pondered for a few seconds.
Then he nodded.
Hong Wentong breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to make the arrangements.