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"kindness."

Luo Tianhong took the order and saw that it was indeed about his mission.

Although the order praised him briefly, it was clear that the order instructed him not to do such thankless work anymore; their goal was not to destroy the Triad, nor could they do so.

Two gangs of almost equal size could not be destroyed by his hundred men alone; their goal was to disrupt the Three Alliances in order to exact revenge.

"Go tell Brother Kun that I understand what to do," Luo Tianhong instructed his subordinate after reading the message and deleting it.

"Yes, Brother Tianhong."

Just as his subordinate was about to turn and leave, he suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Brother Tianhong, which gang should we target next?"

Now, because of the massacre at Xiongtang, they are eagerly anticipating where the next massacre will take place.

"Go and spread the message first. Gather everyone together later, and I will give you my instructions."

Half an hour later, Luo Tianhong gathered everyone who had come to Taiwan Island: "Now I will announce the details of the next steps."

We'll divide into twenty groups of five. Our target is the leaders of the various branches of the Sanlian Gang…”

Luo Tianhong briefly explained the situation: "Did you understand everything?"

"Yes, Brother Tianhong," a hundred people shouted in unison.

Although they could no longer engage in bloodshed, they would not disobey orders. From the first day they entered the Battle Hall, Tian Yangsheng repeatedly emphasized that once an order was given, they must carry it out no matter what their thoughts were.

Otherwise, the War Hall wouldn't have become Hung Hing's elite force; those who don't obey orders are just a disorganized mess.

"We'll begin the operation after dark."

Luo Tianhong gave the order and then summoned the leaders of the twenty groups, giving them their respective targets and intelligence.

In the Pingtung area, besides Xiong Tang, there are more than a dozen other gangs. Luo Tianhong plans to take down their respective gang leaders all at once tonight.

That very night, just as they were preparing to set off, Sha Qiang smuggled himself over. Luo Tianhong didn't say much and let him come with him. Luo Tianhong led five men, plus Sha Qiang, making a total of seven, and set off for Xintang.

Wang Hai, the head of Xintang, was a tough nut to crack, so he naturally kept him for himself and didn't trust other groups to handle him.

For gangs, nighttime is when life begins; during the day, everyone lies dormant at home.

"Brother Tianhong, according to intelligence, Wang Hai, the leader of Xintang, will be going to his lover's house in the suburbs tonight, with only about ten people with him." The subordinate reported the information he had gathered to Luo Tianhong.

“Alright, then we’ll go to his lover’s house and wait for him,” Luo Tianhong said after a moment’s thought.

The location is in the suburbs, so after killing Wang Hai, we can leave safely.

Of course, he had to admit that Wang Hai was incredibly arrogant. Despite such a major incident today, he hadn't increased his security. Perhaps he was just too confident.

东星

"The boss brought back a batch of goods from He Lan this time, enough for Dongxing to sell for two months." The five tigers of Dongxing sat together in a meeting to discuss what would happen tonight.

"The cargo will arrive at Da'ao Wharf at midnight. Who will go to pick it up?" Wu Zhiwei, the Smiling Tiger, asked the other four tigers.

Anyway, he won't go. Although he is one of the Five Tigers in Tung Sing, he didn't get promoted by fighting. Instead, he got to his position by using his schemes and plots to devise strategies for Tung Sing.

In terms of fighting ability, he probably couldn't even beat the most ordinary henchman.

"I have things to do on my own turf, so I won't go." Qinlonghu Shameng shook his head; the Great Palace was a bit far from his territory.

He was already the weakest of the Five Tigers, and it wasn't even his own territory. He couldn't afford to take responsibility if something happened to him.

"Don't look at me. My territory is too far from Da'ao. If I set off with a large group, it will definitely attract the attention of the police," said Situ Haonan, the Tiger of the Downhill Mountain.

It wasn't that he was a coward, but that he really couldn't take action. He didn't know what was going on lately, but a new police superintendent had suddenly arrived in his territory and was targeting him at every turn.

If he brings people with him, the police will definitely find out. If the goods are seized by the police, he won't be able to explain it to his boss.

“Alright, no need to say more. I think Crow is the most suitable. His territory is closest to the Great Palace, and he doesn’t have much to do there. Even the police don’t want to bother with him.” Thunder Tiger Lei Yaoyang said, looking at Golden Tiger Crow.

It wasn't that he was being sarcastic; it was just that Crow's territory was really bad. Perhaps Crow's territory was the largest among the Five Tigers of Tung Sing, but it was also the poorest.

How poor was he? Even the police didn't bother to pay much attention to him. You can imagine how unfortunate Crow was.

"Damn it, I knew it." The crow grumbled, looking somewhat dissatisfied.

He contributed the most labor during his shifts, but when it came time to divide the spoils, he received the least.

His only advantage was that the camels valued him and often took him with them.

Of course, isn't this also another form of contempt? Because his territory is the worst, and he's good for nothing except fighting, which is why the camel often keeps him by his side.

What if it were Thunder Tiger or Downhill Tiger instead? They have so much going on in their territory, and they bring so much profit to East Star, Camel won't let them leave their territory.

Tung Sing is known as the Five Tigers, and their status is roughly the same. However, if ranked by strength, the first place is Situ Haonan, the Tiger Who Descends the Mountain; the second place is Lei Yaoyang, the Thunder Tiger; the third place is Sha Meng, the Dragon-Catching Tiger; then comes the Golden-Haired Tiger; and the last place is Wu Zhiwei, the Smiling Tiger.

Because Smiling Tiger didn't have his own territory or many followers, his main job was to advise his boss, Camel.

“Okay, I’ll bring my men this time, but I want 25% of the goods.” Crow thought for a moment and didn’t refuse, but he did have conditions.

"no problem."

The others looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then agreed to the attack.

Smiling Tiger has no share left, leaving only Situ Haonan, Lei Yaoyang, and Sha Meng.

Without having to put in any effort, you can still get a share of the goods; it's an incredibly worthwhile deal.

The most frustrated one was Crow. He put in the most effort but only got 25% of the goods. Of the remaining 75%, Situ Haonan got 30%, Lei Yaoyang got 25%, and Sha Meng got 20%.

After discussing for a while, the five tigers of Dongxing realized that it was almost time to collect the goods, so Crow led his dozens of men to the Ooku Wharf.

This batch of goods is worth hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars. After it is divided and sold, Crow will be able to make at least tens of millions of dollars in profit.

“Selling fans is really profitable,” Crow remarked with a sigh, while harboring some disdain for Hung Hing.

We're all part of the same gang, and you don't sell your own products, yet you won't let others sell them on your turf. That's just too much.

Blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents; Hung Hing has offended countless powerful forces in secret.

Some of them were enemies from the start, having accumulated many grudges over the years as Hung Hing expanded. The rest were just people who were jealous of Hung Hing.

If it weren't for Hung Hing's immense power, their rule against drug trafficking on their turf would have been enough to cause them trouble.

"This Handsome Kun, I wonder if he's lost his mind." Crow curled his lip. Ever since Handsome Kun took over, he's been even stricter about this kind of thing.

Back when Chiang Tin-sang was in power, although Hung Hing itself didn't sell, it didn't stop others from selling either. In fact, they would eventually take a small profit from the sellers, so everyone was happy.

Hung Hing was all about saving face, but now that it's all over, it's all because of Young Kwan, and they can't even sell out to others anymore.

In Crow's view, Hung Hing was just occupying a position without doing anything, and sooner or later, he would take a piece of territory from Hung Hing.

"Boss, we've arrived."

While the crow was lost in thought, the car had unknowingly arrived at the Ooku Wharf.

"Didn't you notice anyone following you?" Crow asked casually as he got out of the car.

"Don't worry, boss, no one has been following us along the way," the subordinate said confidently.

He might not be good at other things, but he was confident in his ability to counter-surveillance.

"Well, it's better to be careful," the crow said casually without adding anything else.

He didn't think much of it. This time, the camels were transporting goods from Helan, and basically no one except the five tigers knew about it.

"One more hour, we're too early." Crow glanced at his watch; it was only eleven o'clock, an hour before the delivery was scheduled for twelve.

There's still an hour left, so I'll have to wait here.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Huang Zhiyao gathered everyone together.

"Is everyone here?" Huang Zhiyao asked, glancing at Xu Ling in front of him.

"Sir, everyone has arrived." Xu Ling said with a serious expression. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Sir, is there something important that you've gathered everyone up so late?"

It was already past closing time, and many police officers and inspectors had been specifically called back.

"You'll find out soon enough." Huang Zhiyao waved his hand, then stood up and walked outside.

Xu Ling followed behind Huang Zhiyao, pondering what the purpose of their superior's summons was.

"Inspector Wong, what's the matter that the Commissioner suddenly ordered us to assemble?" Ma Jun asked Inspector Wong beside him with a curious look.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?" Inspector Wong glanced at Ma Jun, he also wanted to know the answer to this question. "But it must be a big case."

That's the only possibility; otherwise, they wouldn't have suddenly gathered so many people.

“I love solving cases the most.” Ma Jun’s eyes lit up.

He hates all the red tape and only enjoys solving cases.

"If you could smash fewer things and get fewer complaints, you'd be an inspector by now," Inspector Wong said, giving Ma Jun a disappointed look.

Ma Jun's abilities are evident to all; he has a very high crime-solving rate. However, every time he solves a case, he destroys something and receives complaints.

Otherwise, with Ma Jun's current strength, he would at least be a senior inspector, if not a chief inspector.