Hong Kong Movies: The Boss's Global Empire

"What do you think about the call from Huo Han just now?" Abao said.

"Boss, Huo Han let us take action so easily, there must be something wrong." A subordinate named Adao said vigilantly.

"Yes, he's definitely a cunning guy. But it's precisely because of this that we have a chance. As long as we can get his intelligence, we'll have the initiative." A Bao said slowly.

Back at Huo Han's club, his phone suddenly rang. It was a message from Lao Chen.

"Boss, Abao's men have already started to act. They seem to have found someone you once offended—a man named Xiao Zhang."

Huo Han smiled when he heard this: "Very good, let them get busy. When they have had enough fun, I will solve all the problems at once."

He understood that whether it was Abao or other gang leaders, they all had their own goals and calculations, and he also had his own plans and goals.

Huo Han picked up his pipe again, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. The smoke drifted through the air, just like the conflict that was about to erupt: complex, chaotic, yet full of infinite possibilities.

"Come on, let the game begin." Huo Han said softly, his eyes flashing with confidence and sharpness, as if everything was under his control.

As night falls, neon lights illuminate Hong Kong's night as bright as day. The constant flow of traffic and the bustling streets cannot conceal the dark forces lurking beneath this city. At a remote pier, representatives from several gangs gather. The situation becomes tense, seemingly poised to erupt at any moment.

"I think everyone understands why we are gathering here tonight." The gang leader Abao stood aside and said in an almost roaring tone.

"Cut the crap out of him. Huo Han has brought us all here this time. Do you have any good ideas?" A representative, a man nicknamed Alang, asked anxiously.

Ah Bao smiled and said, "Information sharing, this is the plan I proposed. Share all the information you have about Huo Han, so that you can find his flaws."

A man named Ah Hu hesitated. "Release all the information? What about our gang's secrets?"

"You don't need to share everything. Just share the information you think is useful. We all have the same goal, don't we?" Abao smiled cunningly.

Everyone nodded, and the exchange of information began. Ah Bao knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon, and they would definitely keep some things to themselves, including himself.

Meanwhile, Huo Han sat in his clubhouse, looking at the multiple computer screens with a relaxed expression. Old Chen stood nearby, reporting on the various gangs' movements in real time.

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"Boss, Abao and the others are gathering at the dock now. It looks like they've started sharing information."

"Well, it's as expected. This is actually a good thing. It will leave them too busy to take care of themselves. On the one hand, it will reduce the threat they pose to us, and on the other hand, it will teach them a lesson." Huo Han raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug smile.

"How should we deal with this, Boss?"

"Don't take any action for now, just keep observing. We'll take action once they've consumed most of their energy."

After the dock meeting, each gang was secretly investigating and integrating the information they had obtained. Each had their own agenda, but they were all secretly stepping up their preparations, as if a strike was imminent. Ah Bao returned to his headquarters and told his men, "Start preparing. This is a rare opportunity. We must capture Huo Han in one fell swoop."

Ah Lang, Ah Hu and others also returned to their respective territories and stepped up their efforts to build up their strength, as if they were making final preparations for a major battle.

Such hostility and preparations were actually weakening each other's strength. Huo Han knew this very well, and this was exactly the situation he expected.

Huo Han leaned back in his chair, lit a cigar, blew out a smoke ring, and said slowly: "The good show is about to begin, let's wait and see what happens."

He knew that "067" was just the beginning, the real storm was about to come, and he would be the core of it all.

Late at night, Hong Kong's bustling scene remained undimmed, but inside Abao's headquarters, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. It was a warehouse in an old industrial area of ​​Hong Kong. Its exterior was unremarkable, but its interior was luxuriously decorated, hardly resembling the lair of an underground organization.

Ah Bao sat at one end of a long table, spread out before him a pile of information and documents on various gangs. His men, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, stood beside him, each holding a copy of the information, awaiting their boss's instructions.

Ah Bao glanced at the information on the table and smiled slyly. "Everyone, that meeting at the dock just now gave me a comprehensive and profound understanding of these gangs. Especially Ah Lang and Ah Hu. They are really stupid and ignorant. They just leaked information without thinking."

Xiao Hei smiled and replied, "Boss is really amazing. He immediately grasped their weaknesses."

Abao took the information from Xiaobai, read it carefully, and then put it down. "Now that we know all their details, we must strike them with precision. Xiaohei, you will be responsible for tracking Alang and the others and finding their hiding place. Xiaobai, you will be responsible for finding out the strength of Ahu and the others. I want to know how long they can hold out."

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai left immediately, while A Bao picked up his phone and dialed a mysterious number. "Lao Huang, it's me, A Bao. I have something good to share with you." "Oh? Tell me about it," a hoarse voice came from the other end of the line.

Ah Bao chuckled: "Regarding those small gangs that have always wanted to compete with us, I have found their weaknesses. If you are interested..."

After hanging up the phone, Abao laughed heartily. He knew that he had grasped the fate of everyone. He stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the neon lights and busy streets in the distance.

Meanwhile, Huo Han was observing the situation from his clubhouse. Old Chen glanced at the computer screen and reported, "Boss, Abao and his gang are making their move. It looks like they're planning to attack several other gangs as well."

Huo Han smiled faintly, "Very good, this is all in my plan. As long as they start to consume themselves, we will have a chance to take down the entire Hong Kong gang in one fell swoop."

"Yes, boss." Old Chen nodded.

Huo Han sat back on the sofa, lit a cigar, took a puff, and slowly exhaled smoke rings, "This scene has just begun..."

Ah Bao sat at the head of the long table at headquarters, his high-backed leather chair adding to his commanding presence. Surrounded by vintage Hong Kong movie posters, the atmosphere felt retro and gritty. This place was almost a microcosm of his career, a film filled with crime and intrigue.

Tonight, he summoned all the senior members to a meeting. The table was filled with various documents and materials. These included detailed information on smaller gangs like Alang and Ahu, as well as a briefing on Huo Han.

"Everyone," Abao began slowly, "We've got some inside information about other gangs. Now's a great opportunity to expand."

Silence fell until a young man named Ajie spoke up. "Boss, I disagree. We already have a formidable enemy like Huo Han ahead of us. If we try to join another gang, it would just be adding fuel to the fire."

Abao stared at Ajie and gave him a sly smile. "Ajie, I understand your concerns. But you have to understand that it's precisely because of a formidable enemy like Huo Han that we need to expand and improve our strength."

"But boss, won't this cause resentment from other gangs and make us have more and more enemies?" Another member named Ashin also expressed his concern.

Abao leaned back in his chair, folding his hands on his chest, "Have you ever thought that these small gangs are also Huo Han's enemies? They are also weak now and are the best targets for our expansion."

This answer seemed to make everyone even more uneasy, and they started talking about it.

Abao stood up suddenly and hammered the table. "Enough! I'm the boss here, my words are orders!"

There was silence in the venue.

Ah Bao sat down again and said slowly, "I know you have concerns, but opportunities come to those who are prepared. We can't let the fear of failure stop us from trying. As for those small gangs, as long as we strike hard, they won't dare to act rashly. As for Huo Han, I already have a strategy to deal with him."

Everyone stopped talking. They were in awe of Abao's determination and courage.

A Bao continued, "We must not only attack them, but also absorb their members and resources. Only in this way can we gain the upper hand in the battle with Huo Han."

Ajie and Axin looked at each other and finally nodded. Although they still had concerns, Abao's confidence and strategy made them feel that this decision might be the right one.

Abao nodded with satisfaction. "Very good, the meeting is over. Everyone go back and prepare."

The members stood up and dispersed. Abao picked up his phone again, dialed a secret number, and said with a smile, "Old Huang, everything is ready. We can act now."

On the other end of the phone, Lao Huang smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, I look forward to your good news."

Huo Han sat in a plush leather chair, a marble coffee table in front of him. The walls were decorated with a mix of modern and traditional art, reflecting his diverse tastes. He held his phone, scrolling through the latest news from his informant.

"Boss, Abao is planning to attack other gangs. Should we stop him?" A voice came from the other end of the phone. It was his right-hand man, Xiaolin. Huo Han smiled slightly and placed the phone on the coffee table. "077, no need. Let them have their fun. These gangs are asking for this. Sooner or later, someone will teach them a lesson."

At this time, there were two knocks on the door and Lian Haolong walked in.

"Mr. Huo, I heard that Abao is planning to attack other gangs. Are you just going to sit back and do nothing?" Lian Haolong frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied with Huo Han's decision.

Don't understand.

Huo Han picked up his cell phone and showed Lian Haolong a text message from his spy in Abao's gang.

"Look, these gangs first tried to provoke me, and now they're trying to use Abao to weaken me. What do you think I should do?"