Hong Kong variety show: My handsome son, Kwan, is a master at making money in Hung Hing.

Such a terrifying achievement is tantamount to taking down two major terrorist organizations in one fell swoop. What kind of reward and promotion will he receive then...?

He couldn't even imagine it!

Qin Tai smiled without saying a word and hung up the phone. With such a huge profit motive, Li Jinfu would definitely not slack off. He probably started making arrangements long ago and we'll see the results in three days.

Thus, Qin Tai sold the same intelligence to three different parties, and each party received incomplete information to varying degrees, forming a closed loop.

Ms. M was only aware that she was being watched by Interpol, completely unaware of the danger posed by the Red Army. Trapped in her hideout to evade Interpol's search, she dared not show herself, missing her best chance to escape. Ryuzaburo, knowing only Ms. M's location, was eager to attack and seize this prize, completely oblivious to the fact that he himself was also a prize, with Interpol lurking in the shadows!

Interpol thought they were the fishermen, waiting to see the two sides fight, but they had no idea that Ms. M was already prepared for a counterattack, ready to strike at any moment...

At this point, a closed loop is formed, and none of the three companies will have a clear advantage. Only when they are evenly matched will it be the best time to take advantage of the chaos.

There was no need for Qin Tai to personally intervene; this three-way battle alone would be enough to cause mutual destruction.

Cheng Haiyao and her group will gain the greatest space to survive and the best chance to escape. The only hope is that her protagonist aura is strong enough to protect more beautiful female assassins and bring them under her command.

"Drip drip..."

Just then, Qin Tai's pager rang urgently. It was an urgent notification from Chen Yao about the Hung Hing meeting. The message was brief but extremely serious, requiring him to drop everything and go to the Chung Yi Hall for the meeting.

Qin Tai's lips curled up slightly.

The death of Jiang Tiansheng can no longer be concealed. This conference is to determine who will lead the country!

Without saying a word, Qin Tai made a phone call and summoned all his elite henchmen, including Fei Long, Yao Wen, Wei Jixiang and other gang leaders, Wang Jianguo and Wang Jianjun, Xiao Lin and Gao Jin and other right-hand men, and they marched to the Hung Hing headquarters in a grand procession.

The sheer scale of this event makes it seem less like a show of force and more like a plot to force someone to abdicate.

And that is indeed the reality.

"Brother Tai!" "Hello, Brother Tai!" "Brother Tai is here!"

Upon arriving at the Hung Hing headquarters and meeting Qin Tai, the Hung Hing 49 members greeted him with respectful expressions.

Pushing open the door, the atmosphere inside the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness was surprisingly oppressive. Brother Ji, who loved to chat and joke, sat upright like a well-behaved child. Looking around, the hall leaders, including Sister Thirteen, Brother B, Prince, Han Bin, and Dinosaur, sat at the Gathering Table with puzzled expressions.

"Hey, do you even know what happened?"

Thirteen Sister nudged Qin Tai and asked with a strange expression.

Qin Tai, feigning ignorance, shrugged with a puzzled expression: "How would I know? I rushed over as soon as I received Brother Yao's urgent message. What's wrong? Did those thugs from Tung Sing cause trouble again?"

Upon hearing this, the prince immediately clenched his fists and cursed, "These lowly bastards have only been quiet for a short while and they're already causing trouble again. When Mr. Chiang arrives later, I will definitely volunteer to wipe out all their flags in Yau Tsim Mong!"

A moment later, Chen Yao pushed open the door and entered with a somber expression, his voice heavy with exhaustion: "Is everyone here?"

Big B glanced around and said gloatingly, "Brother Kun isn't here. Has that guy been sleeping on some woman's belly again and passed out? He didn't even show up for the Hung Hing emergency meeting?"

Qin Tai's eyelids twitched. Damn it, Liang Kun really didn't show up.

I'd paved the way, and you let me down at the crucial moment!

Qin Tai was speechless, but there was nothing he could do but try to save face.

"Brother B, you're half right!" Qin Tai said calmly. "To be honest, Brother Kun was attacked by an assassin again yesterday. It turned out to be a female assassin disguised as a prostitute. She was skilled in all kinds of methods to seduce men and almost fell for it!"

"If it weren't for Brother Kun inviting me to play the 'two-man team, brothers fighting tigers' game, and if I hadn't discovered the clues beforehand and taken down that female assassin, Brother Kun's spine would probably have split apart, and you would never have heard his friendly cursing again!"

After Qin Tai finished speaking, half-truthfully and half-jokingly, he finally managed to save face.

Damn it, no wonder I couldn't get through on the phone earlier. This unreliable big shot must have been playing mahjong until the early hours of the morning last night and is now catching up on sleep without a care in the world!

He even missed the election for the top leader that he had been dreaming of!

Oh well, what can he do when he has such a reliable brother?

Who says that the leader of an election has to personally take the field?

"What's going on? Wasn't the assassination attempt supposed to be withdrawn? Are there still assassins?"

Everyone was shocked and condemned the shamelessness of the scapegoat, Tung Sing-jai. Leung Kwan also had a reasonable excuse to be absent.

This is a crucial occasion concerning the election of the top leader.

Chen Yao's face twitched, especially when he heard the female assassin say "removing her spine" to disguise herself as a prostitute, his eyelids twitched wildly.

Damn it, good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years.

Jiang Tiansheng died tragically, so how come Liang Kun is so lucky?

"Ahem..." Chen Yao coughed lightly, "Now that everyone is here, let's begin this Hung Hing gathering!"

"Hey, wait a minute, Yao-ge, Mr. Jiang hasn't arrived yet!"

Han Bin spotted the blind spot and blurted it out.

Chen Yao looked grief-stricken and sighed, "Mr. Jiang can't come. He... he was ambushed by assassins and is dead!"

The death of Jiang Tiansheng was undoubtedly a bombshell.

The lake, which had only slight ripples, was suddenly engulfed in violent waves, which, as they continued to build, intensified into a flash flood and tsunami.

"what?"

"Mr. Chiang is dead?"

"what is going on!"

Upon hearing this, all the hall masters were shocked. Their expressions changed drastically, and they exchanged glances, stunned by this sudden bad news. They never imagined that their highly respected and heavily guarded leader would be assassinated.

Qin Tai slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Brother Yao, what exactly happened?! How did Mr. Jiang die? When did he die? Who is the murderer?"

"Yeah, how come none of us heard anything?"

"Could it be a car bomb?"

"Or perhaps it was an assassination attempt by executioners with knives and axes? That shouldn't be the case; Mr. Jiang's bodyguards haven't left yet..."

In that instant, the narrative took hold, and all sorts of conspiracy theories sprang to life, creating a cacophony of chatter.

The first reaction of all the hall masters was that even if a gentle and refined leader like Mr. Jiang died, he should have died in a grand and tragic manner.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Yao looked somewhat embarrassed, his lips twitching slightly, as if he was unwilling to bring up the topic.

"Mr. Jiang's death is still under investigation by Interpol and the CIA. They will give us an explanation as soon as they have the results. So let's discuss Mr. Jiang's funeral arrangements and how to resolve the situation of being leaderless..."

To everyone's surprise, Qin Tai didn't give Chen Yao a chance to change the subject. He stood up with a pained expression and said, "Brother Yao, how can this be! It's the rule of the underworld that we don't mess with officials or the imperial family! Mr. Jiang was the leader of our Hung Hing. His death shouldn't be handled by the police, no matter what!"

"Yeah! Yao-ge, are you hiding something from us?"

"Why did you hand over Mr. Jiang's investigation to the police without our consent?"