Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

At one o'clock in the morning, only a few customers remained in the old tea stalls in Sham Shui Po, all of them silently drinking tea with their heads down.

The tea stall owner was an elderly man with gray hair, dozing off on the counter. Only a lamp in the corner was lit, casting a dim yellow light on the table, reflecting two cups of steaming Pu'er tea.

Camel sat by the window, holding a teacup in his hand. He gently blew away the foam, but his eyes were as wary as a hawk, staring at the door. His left leg was slightly curled up to hide the inconvenience caused by his old injury.

Da Dong and his five men sat at a table not far away, pretending to drink tea, but actually keeping their hands on their waistbands and closely watching the surrounding movements.

Not long after, the door to the tea stall was pushed open with a loud bang, and a figure barged in, exuding a strong sense of hostility.

The man, dressed in a black leather jacket, with slicked-back hair, arrogant eyes, and heavy steps, exuded an imposing aura—he was none other than Big D, one of the leaders of the Wo Luen Shing triad.

He was followed by four burly men, each with a fierce look on their faces. As soon as they entered, they scattered and stood in the corner of the tea stall, their eyes sweeping across the entire room, exuding an aura of dominance.

Big D completely ignored everyone else, walked straight to the camel opposite him, plopped down, and the chair legs scraped against the ground with a screeching sound, making no attempt to hide his arrogance.

"Brother Luo, long time no see!" Big D grinned, revealing a hint of ruthlessness. He picked up the teacup on the table and gulped it down before slamming the cup down on the table. "I heard you're back from Southeast Asia? Perfect, I've been wanting to settle scores with that handsome Xuan kid for a while now!"

Camel put down his teacup, his tone flat: "Big D, you're quite straightforward. I'm looking for you because Situ Haonan has probably already told you about joining forces to deal with Ye Haoxuan."

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why would I be here in the middle of the night?" Big D slammed his hand on the table, making the cups in the tea stall tremble slightly. "That young master Lok is a coward, always afraid of this and that, saying he's afraid of Hung Hing's retaliation. I can't stand it! After Hung Hing wipes out Tung Sing, the next one will be us and Luen Shing. Rather than sitting and waiting to die, we'd rather join forces with you and take them down!"

A hint of approval flashed in Camel's eyes. He liked dealing with people like Big D who didn't beat around the bush: "Since you've gotten straight to the point, I won't hold back either. I have hundreds of experts in Southeast Asia, all of them are seasoned veterans, and they still have weapons on hand. They can come back at any time. Moreover, my Tung Sing has quite a few experts in Hong Kong."

“You and Luen Shing have deep roots in Sham Shui Po, with many people and familiarity with the terrain. If we join forces, you can help me contain Hung Hing’s outposts, while I will lead the men to attack Hung Hing’s headquarters head-on. As long as we eliminate Yip Ho-hin, we can split Hung Hing’s territory fifty-fifty.”

"Fifty-fifty split?" Big D's eyes widened, and he leaned forward sharply, his tone forceful and arrogant. "Brother Luo, that's not fair! I have to tie down most of Hung Hing's men and withstand the pressure from that good-for-nothing Young Master Lok. Why should I only get half? At least a 60/40 split, I get 60% and you get 40%! Otherwise, this deal can't be done!"

Camel stroked the jade thumb ring with his fingertips, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "Okay. But you have to promise to fully cooperate with me and not let your conflict with Young Master Le cause any problems."

"Don't worry!" Big D patted his chest and assured him in a loud voice, "That Lok Siu is indecisive. He can't control what I do! As long as we can get rid of Yip Ho-hin and seize Hung Hing's territory, I have plenty of ways to overpower him and become the sole leader of Wo Luen Shing!"

“Okay.” Camel nodded. “However, Ye Haoxuan has top experts like Tachibana Masahito and Feng Yuxiu by his side, as well as ruthless characters like the Tian Yangsheng Seven Siblings. A direct confrontation is definitely not an option. I have already found out that Tachibana Masahito killed the head of the Yamada Group in Japan back then. I have already sent a message to the Yamada Group, and they will soon come to Hong Kong to hunt down Tachibana Masahito.”

"Ye Haoxuan will definitely be distracted then, so we'll take this opportunity to make our move."

Big D's eyes lit up, and an excited look appeared on his face. He slapped his thigh and said, "Great idea! Those Japanese devils are ruthless. With them keeping Ye Haoxuan occupied, we'll save ourselves a lot of trouble! Boss Luo, when do we make our move? I'll go back and arrange for the brothers to arrive right now. As soon as the Yamada Group arrives, we'll storm the Hung Hing headquarters!"

"No rush." ​​Camel pressed his hand down, his tone steady. "What we need to do now is to keep Ye Haoxuan calm and make him think we dare not touch him. Don't clash with Hung Hing yet, secretly find out their deployment; I'll have Wang Tai take his men to familiarize themselves with the terrain. Once the Yamada Group arrives, we'll coordinate from the inside and outside to take down Hung Hing's headquarters in one fell swoop."

"Alright! Whatever you say!" Big D grinned, extending his large, fan-like hand and forcefully slapping the camel's hand. "I wish us a pleasant cooperation! Once we've dealt with Ye Haoxuan, let's see how Young Master Le will dare to mess with me!"

The camel looked at the outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to shake it. Their hands clasped tightly, fingertips gripping firmly. Both knew this was merely a mutually beneficial partnership, devoid of trust, driven only by a common enemy and their own ambitions.

Outside the tea stall, the night was deep, and a cold wind howled, swirling up fallen leaves.

Da Dong and Da D's men stood in the shadows, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings. No one spoke; only the sound of the wind whistled in their ears, and the air was thick with the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, finalized their contact information and division of labor, and then got up and left.

Big D walked out of the tea stall, got into his car, and, still excited, yelled at his subordinates beside him:

"That good-for-nothing Le Shao is always afraid of this and that. Once I join forces with Master Luo to get rid of Ye Haoxuan, let's see how he can compete with me for the position of leader! Pass the word down, brothers, keep a low profile and don't clash with Hung Hing. Keep an eye on Hung Hing's defenses and report any news immediately!"

"Yes!" the subordinate replied hastily.

On the other side, Camel sat in the Mercedes, his left hand gently pressing on the old wound on his left leg, a chilling ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

He gazed at the fleeting night view outside the window, muttering to himself, his voice filled with hatred: "Ye Haoxuan, you actually dared to send people to kill me in Windmill Country, and now you've destroyed my Tung Sing. I will settle this score with you bit by bit! The underworld of Hong Kong is about to change!"

Situ Haonan sat in the passenger seat, turned his head to look at the camel, and said in a deep voice:

"Master Luo, Big D is too flamboyant. Could he leak information? Should I send more people to keep an eye on him?"

Camel sneered: "The more flamboyant he is, the more he tries to overshadow Young Master Lok, the more he will do his best to deal with Ye Haoxuan. There's no need to keep an eye on him. Let Wang Tai speed up the investigation of Hung Hing's defenses. Once the Yamada Group arrives in port, we'll make our move."

"understand!"

The Mercedes slowly disappeared into the night, heading towards the western warehouse. Inside the old tea stall, the lamps were still on, and the Pu'er tea on the table gradually cooled, just like this seemingly successful cooperation, which concealed untold conspiracies and murderous intent.