Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 73 In this world, integrity is paramount; alliances, unexpected...

The Dongxing gang members, their eyes bloodshot and hair standing on end, went straight for Wang Dao to strike—this kid's mouth was too sharp; he could make black seem white.

Tung Sing and Hung Hing are connected, but it's just a normal connection between triads.

But in his words, it seemed to become an unbreakable alliance of life and death.

It disgusted Zhuo Kele and the others.

The group secretly vowed to beat Wang Dao's handsome face to a pulp!

They showed no mercy when they attacked; Zhuo Kele, Hua Bao, and Situ all went straight for Wang Dao's face.

Li Fu and Li Jie's expressions changed, and they immediately tried to step in front of Wang Dao.

Wang Dao shouted:
"You think you can kill me to cover your tracks now that I've caught you?"

He didn't even dodge!

Li Fu and Li Jie were extremely anxious and rushed forward, but the room was too small, and Wang Dao blocked them directly. In the short time that they were delayed, Wang Dao had already engaged in combat with the three of them.

boom! boom! boom!
Li Fu and Li Jie stared at Wang Dao in disbelief.

In just a short while, Wang Dao threw six punches and kicked three times.

They forced Zhuo Kele and his two companions to retreat.

This is more than just not losing out; it's practically getting a great deal!
Hua Fu was also stunned.

Who would believe that if I told them?

Zhuo Kele, the leader of the Five Tigers of Dongxing, led the team, with Hua Bao and Situ assisting him.

Three people ganged up on a young man.

Instead of defeating them, they ended up getting badly beaten up!
He really got beaten up!
Not only did all three of them have perfectly even panda eyes, but each of them also had a shoe print on their chest!
Even if Hua Fu saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it!
"it is good!"

"Hurrah!"

"So you're a master!"

Hua Fu's face was full of a sinister grin.
"No wonder they dared to come up and provoke us!"

From Zhuo Kele down, Hua Bao and Situ Haonan looked at each other and could see the bitterness in each other's eyes.

Damn it, I actually got beaten up?!
Who would believe that if I told them?!
This isn't their script.

The original script should have been for three top-tier fighters from the East Star Five Tigers to take action and beat that arrogant brat into a pig's head, right?

How did things turn out like this?
It shouldn’t be!

Did they all have the same nightmare?
The three of them felt incredibly bitter inside, and even if they wanted to deceive themselves, they had to consider the occasion.

If they don't kill or maim this guy in front of them, their lifelong reputation will be completely ruined!

Wang Dao said coldly:
"Stop flattering yourself."

"What provocation?"

“I’m doing this on Uncle Ben’s orders.”

The leopard cursed loudly:

"Wang Dao, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Dao laughed in exasperation.

"I'm talking nonsense?"

"Ajie!"

Li Jie took out Xiuzhen's tape recorder and pressed the play button.

Then, a hoarse voice came out.

“Uncle Ben, I’ve heard some bad things said that you’re trying to ruin the good relationship between Hung Hing and Tung Sing.”

"And you even said you wanted to do a grand dragon and phoenix show."

"I got angry right then and there."

"How could this be? It must be fake!"

“Our Hung Hing’s Mr. Chiang and Tung Sing’s Mr. Lok often meet up for tea; they have such a close relationship.”

How could you do such a thing?

"I got so angry when I heard that that I gave that guy a good beating."

"Uncle Ben, I did the beating, right?"

Liang Kun's voice was so distinctive that everyone in Tung Sing could recognize it immediately.

Then another voice came over.
"You were right to beat up that guy who ruined the relationship between our two clubs."

"If I encountered this situation, I would fill the sea with cement."

The Dongxing members' expressions changed drastically; it was Uncle Ben's voice.

The tape recorder continued playing, and the expressions on the faces of the Dongxing members changed repeatedly. By the time they heard Ah Ben say, "That's slander," they were at a loss for words.

Wang Dao abruptly pressed the stop button and coldly addressed the crowd:

"When I, Wang Dao, followed Brother Kun out to make a living, I valued integrity above all else."

"Uncle Ben said that today's big dragon and phoenix party is a complete fabrication and slander."

"Given his high status and prestige, he would not stoop to lying to us."

"You bunch of troublemakers..."

Wang Dao looked at the four of them with a sinister grin.

"Damn it!"

"Afu Ajie, follow me!"

Hua Fu shouted:

"Kill them, destroy the tapes."

At this moment, Hua Fu had a strange and twisted feeling.

Ah Ben's words were clearly meant to fool Liang Kun; no one would believe such a phone call.

But one guy actually believed it.

Not only did he believe it, he also recorded the phone call and carried it around everywhere.

Even someone as liar as Hua Fu found it unbearable to listen to.

He had only one thought in his mind—he absolutely could not let Uncle Ben's recording be spread, otherwise, Tung Sing would be branded as dishonest.

Even if the entire underworld knows that Tung Sing's promises are unreliable, this phone call cannot be allowed to circulate.

Something big will happen!
Hua Fu thought it was a pretty good idea. He calculated that with their strength, four against three, they should win easily.

what?
You're saying that Wang Dao could take on three opponents and emerge unscathed?
That was just because Zhuo Kele and the others were careless!
But when they actually sparred, Hua Fu was stunned. Wang Dao charged ahead, followed closely by Li Fu and Li Jie.

Once the fight started, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse; the four of them were no match for the opponent at all!
Wang Dao goes without saying; he's at least a formidable figure capable of taking on three people single-handedly.

Hua Fu was mentally prepared for this, but what were those two people all about?

How could I have been beaten so badly that I couldn't fight back at all?
Where the hell did "Brother Kun" find such a master?
Hua Fu struggled desperately, hoping to wait for Zhuo Kele and the others to rescue him. He knew the importance of the situation; as long as he could stall for a little longer, the odds would still be three against two, giving him the advantage!

Just thinking so.

boom!
A person fell heavily next to Hua Fu. He glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and was almost scared out of his wits. It was Zhuo Kele!

In that moment of distraction, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest, and my body involuntarily curled up and I fell to the ground.

Hua Fu barely managed to open her eyes and looked around, her heart sinking into despair.

How many minutes has it been?

All four members of Dongxing were beaten so badly they were lying on the ground unable to get up.

How can it be?

Wang Dao clapped his hands and sneered:

"With your pathetic skills, you think you can pull off a big stunt behind my back?"

Situ was filled with fear; he had never seen such a terrifying person.

I originally thought I was someone important, at least no worse than a leopard.

He was overjoyed and eager to follow Hua Fu and the others to achieve great things.

In such a short time, he was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back at all...

terrible!

Situ shouted:
“We did not disobey Uncle Ben’s orders…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he was in trouble.

Isn't this just giving this guy something to use against him?
Wang Dao said to the two people beside him:

"Brother Kun often taught us that when you're out in the game, you have to be honest."

"Uncle Ben said that if we encounter any guys who use his name to do evil, we'll make them bedridden for half a year."

"Go, break all their limbs and make them bedridden for six months."

“It’s about time,” Lu Qichang said with an unusually solemn expression. “According to the intelligence from the paparazzi, Aben should be making his move soon.”

Huang Zhicheng snorted coldly:

"Jiang Tiansheng has already betrayed Gan Zitai. Everyone knows that Gan Zitai has no choice but to make a move tonight, and Dongxing certainly won't miss this opportunity!"

"These gangsters are all filthy-hearted."

Lu Qichang didn't care:
"As long as they don't affect ordinary people, it doesn't matter how many of them die."

Huang Zhicheng nodded vigorously:

"However, today's grand dragon and phoenix spectacle will be no small matter."

"Tung Sing and Kam Chi-tai will have a fight, and Tung Sing and Hung Hing will also have a fight."

Lu Qichang said expressionlessly:

"I'll say it again: as long as it doesn't affect ordinary people, they can make as much of a fuss as they want."

Huang Zhicheng thought to himself, "It would be best if both groups of people were completely dead."

Gan Zitai and his gang, who were being watched, were sitting in the ice room. They were in a heavy mood. No one would be happy to know that they had been pushed out to be used as cannon fodder.

Actually, there's nothing wrong with being a cannon emplacement; what chills Gan Zitai is that his movements were betrayed by the company.

Building artillery emplacements involves fighting on enemy ground, emphasizing secrecy and swift action.

For a fort to stand firmly, it is natural to first capture an enclave and then gradually develop it into one's own stronghold.

But now, they haven't even captured the enclave yet, and their movements have been thoroughly investigated. It's almost as if they're openly telling others what they're doing.

This is going to kill them; no wonder their morale is low.

Dao Zaiqing carefully asked Gan Zitai:

"Brother Tai, are we really not going to ask Brother Kun for help?"

Gan Zitai said expressionlessly:

“It’s already quite loyal of us that Leung Kwan was able to tip us off.”

"He managed to carve out two streets from the Ni family's encirclement in Yau Tsim Mong; who knows what price he paid."

"Where would they find the resources to help us at this point?"

"You have to do your own things yourself. What's the point of asking Liang Kun to do them?"

Daoziqing remained silent.

That's true, but it seems like that's not the case with Leung Kwan, is it?

I heard that businesses in Mong Kok are thriving, and even the Ni family in Yau Tsim Mong can't sell their products on those two streets.

That's not something that can be achieved by paying any price.

Could it be that Tai Ge made a mistake?

Dao Ziqing wanted to offer a reminder, but then he suddenly heard Gan Zitai say...

"What Ah Kun can do, I, Ah Tai, can also do."

"If he can establish himself in Mong Kok, so can I."

Dao Zaiqing felt a chill in his heart. If Liang Kun could do it, his boss could definitely do it too.
He wanted to offer a word of advice, but seeing Gan Zitai's expression, he immediately shut up—Brother Tai was really going after Brother Kun, and saying anything else at this time would most likely backfire.

"Brother Tai, the phone!"

The owner of the ice cream parlor held up the phone and called for people.

Gan Zitai walked over, puzzled. Who would know he was here?

"I am Gan Zitai!"

Liang Kun's voice came out.
"Atai, it's me, Akun."

Gan Zitai was greatly surprised:
"Ah Kun, how did you know I was in this ice room?"

Handsome Kun laughed:

"Someone is performing a ritual tonight, planning to use you as the target of a grand dragon and phoenix ceremony. Is it really that hard to find information about you?"

Gan Zitai snorted coldly:

"They want to use me as a tool for a big scheme, but they'll have to see if I agree to it."

Handsome Kun laughed heartily:

"That's right, that's the attitude I want."

Gan Zitai asked, puzzled:

"Ah Kun, is this all the message you called me about?"

Handsome Kun chuckled:
"I'm cheering you on, and you don't even appreciate it?"

Gan Zitai solemnly said:

"Thank you very much. Once I take over the Tsim Sha Tsui property, I will definitely invite you to a banquet."

Handsome Kun sighed:

"You don't treat me like a brother."

"Yau Tsim Mong mutual support, do you think I'm joking?"

Gan Zitai shook his head.

He didn't want to accept Liang Kun's favor, because the previous favor was too big and he couldn't repay it in a short time.

In the world of martial arts, the hardest thing to repay is a favor.

Before he could speak, Liang Kun said,

“I know what kind of person you are, Crown Prince, and I will not do anything that would annoy people.”

“It’s a good thing that you’re confident you can take over a piece of land.”

"I won't send anyone to help you, but I will clear out any troublemakers who try to trip you up."

"In other words, tonight you'll only be facing the thugs on that street."

Gan Zitai's expression changed drastically:
"How can this be?"

Handsome Kun smiled and said:
"How is this impossible?"

Gan Zitai's palms were sweating:
"Ah Kun, what exactly did you do?"

Liang Kun said calmly:
"It's nothing much, it just ruined Aben's plan."

Gan Zitai asked:
"Why are you doing this?"

Handsome Kun laughed and said:
"You... seem unhappy?"

Gan Zitai remained silent for a long time:

"I'm definitely happy someone is helping me, but I didn't expect you to help me this much." Liang Kun laughed heartily.

“I told you back when I was at the police station that Yau Tsim Mong should watch out for each other.”

Helping you is also helping myself.

Do you know what situation you'll face tonight?

Gan Zitai disagreed:
"I wonder if Dongxing's Ah Ben will make a move against me tonight."

Handsome Kun chuckled:

"That's right, but you have absolutely no idea who attacked you."

Gan Zitai asked suspiciously:

"who is it?"

Liang Kun said casually:
"Zhuo Kele, Hua Bao".

Gan Zitai disagreed:
"I expected it. These two were originally Aben's men, so it was predictable that they would attack me."

Liang Kun said softly:
"Hua Fu, Situ Haonan."

Gan Zitai was stunned:
"Two corrupt officials from Yuen Long and Causeway Bay? They really think highly of me."

Liang Kun added:

"The three parties gathered a total of 800 people."

Gan Zitai exclaimed:

"what?"

He was sweating profusely.

"Why are there so many people?"

Eight hundred men! No matter how good he is at fighting, he wouldn't dare say he could take down eight hundred men with the help of Himuro's men.

That's bullshit!

Gan Zitai's expression changed drastically, and he asked in confusion:
"How could so many people have been injured?"

"They...aren't here for me, are they?"

Handsome Kun smiled and said:
"Looks like you've realized it too."

"You're just an appetizer. Next, you'll be facing the men led by Xi B and Chen Yao, sent by Jiang Tiansheng."

Gan Zitai suddenly realized:
"Tonight's big battle is between the Hung Hing and Tung Sing triads."

"Am I just an extra?"

Lam Kwan nodded in satisfaction:

"You just understand."

Gan Zitai smiled wryly:

"No wonder you're helping me. If I were to die, you, Liang Kun, would be the one facing Hung Hing head-on."

"Jiang Tiansheng might stir up trouble and stab you in the back."

Looks like I'm in for a tough time tonight.

Handsome Kun sneered:
“Since I’ve called you, I’m not afraid of them—whether it’s Tung Sing’s Ah Ben or Hung Hing’s Chiang Tin-sang, I’m not afraid.”

"By the way, you don't need to do anything else tonight, just take down one of Aben's establishments."

"Don't even think about setting up another venue, you don't have enough manpower."

Gan Zitai was heartbroken.
"Given the current situation, is it even possible for me to intervene?"

Handsome Kun chuckled strangely.

"I've already made my move, what are you still afraid of?"

I promise no one will bother you!

Gan Zitai exclaimed:

"how is this possible?"

Liang Kun has already hung up the phone!
"The paparazzi have intelligence." Huang Zhicheng pushed open the door and got into the command vehicle.

Several armored vehicles were on standby on both sides of Tung Sing Aben's territory.

The gang members won't take action, but if ordinary people are involved, these vehicles will.

“There are a lot of gangsters gathering in Yuen Long, Causeway Bay, Tsz Wan Shan and Wan Chai.”

Huang Zhicheng looked very embarrassed.

Lu Qichang asked:
"how many people?"

Huang Zhicheng gritted his teeth and said:

"The two sides have more than a thousand people."

what? !

Lu Qichang looked at Huang Zhicheng in disbelief:
"Are you kidding me?"

Huang Zhicheng said with a dark face:

"According to paparazzi reports, the number of people gathered by Tung Sing alone exceeds eight hundred."

"Causeway Bay has the largest concentration of people, followed by Yuen Long."

"There are a total of 500 people in Tsz Wan Shan and Wan Chai combined."

Lu Qichang was furious:
"Are Hung Hing and Tung Sing courting death?"

This is completely against the rules.

A hundred people taking to the street together is impressive enough.

A thousand people ganging up on each other, what are they trying to do?
Huang Zhicheng asked:
"How to do?"

Should we stop it?

Lu Qichang glared at him, annoyed.
"That's over a thousand people?"

How do we stop it?

"With less than a hundred of us?"

"Fine, I'll give you a gun, and you can take some men to stop them?"

Huang Zhicheng cursed himself inwardly, realizing he had truly been a fool.

What kind of dragon and phoenix?

It's clearly a huge storm in the martial arts world!

More than a thousand gangsters, is that something I can stop?

Lu Qichang pressed further:

"Only news from the paparazzi?"

Huang Zhicheng nodded.

Lu Qichang snorted coldly:

"The higher-ups have their own ideas too."

Huang Zhicheng was taken aback:
"Inspector Lu, what do you mean?"

Lu Qichang explained:

"The concept of more than a thousand gangsters taking to the streets together is self-evident."

"Not to mention us regional staff, even the headquarters is having a major headache."

"We don't want to see this happen, but do you think the regional managers want to see it?"

Huang Zhicheng suddenly realized:
"Yes, if the bosses wanted to stop this kind of thing, they should have done so now, right?"

"The bosses are absolutely capable of stopping this storm in the business world."

Lu Qichang nodded slightly:
"Yes."

"The bosses haven't sent any messages; they must have their own plans."

"But that's not something we should be thinking about. Let's just focus on doing our own thing."

Huang Zhicheng nodded repeatedly.

But he quietly clenched his fist—his position was still too low; he had to climb up!

Chan Yan-kin, from the Kowloon Police Station, reported the situation to Chan Kwok-chung with a dark expression.

“Tung Sing has now mobilized its three branches in Tsim Sha Tsui, Yuen Long and Causeway Bay, and has initially gathered about 800 people. Hung Hing has also mobilized about 800 people in Tsz Wan Shan and Wan Chai.”

"These two clubs are about to start a club war."

"And you're telling me they won't fight?"

Chen Guozhong confirmed:

"They won't fight."

Chen Xinjian roared:
"This is what you call preventing a fight?"

Do you know what a thousand-plus people means?

"It's a dense mass of human heads!"

Chen Guozhong repeated:

"They won't fight!"

Chan Yan-kin was so angry he laughed:
"Do you know how much money Tung Sing's Ah Ben and Hung Hing's Chiang Tin-sang spent to use Tsim Sha Tsui as a passageway?"

"Each of them spent five million!"

"If we don't fight, won't all this money be wasted?"

Chen Guozhong still said:

"They won't fight!"

Chen Xinjian launched into a tirade:
"What's the point of fighting!"

"If these two gangs fight, the media will be in chaos tomorrow!"

"The Governor's Mansion will definitely give the people of Hong Kong an explanation from top to bottom. The Security Bureau will pressure the Chief Executive, the Chief Executive will pressure the Boss, and the Boss will come looking for me!"

"Now that the intelligence is in front of us, we can take control of them in advance."

"You're telling me there won't be a fight?"

"Let me tell you, Chen Guozhong, if they start fighting tonight, you'll be sorry."

Chen Guozhong sighed:
"They won't fight."

After venting his frustrations and calming down, Chen Xinjian asked:

"What's the reason?"

Chen Guozhong calmly said:

“The triad is not a police station. When our police station goes on a mission, even if the captain is suddenly busy, the deputy captain or squad leader will take over the command. Every officer will perform their duties, so it is not difficult to complete the mission.”

"Clubs are different."

“The core of gang fights is just a few red sticks. Once a red stick gets into trouble, they will scatter.”

"These rabble are just scary to look at."

Chen Xinjian was stunned, looking at him incredulously:
"You still want those red-pole (official positions) to stay away?"

"Hua Fu, Zhuo Kele, Hua Bao, Situ Haonan, Gan Zitai, Chen Yao, Xi B..."

"These are all guys who have made a name for themselves in the martial arts world."

"They're always chatting with their friends."

How dare you pin your hopes on them not showing up?

Chen Xinjian was extremely disappointed and wished he could immediately go out and mobilize all the police officers.

Chen Guozhong remained calm:
"I don't know about Hung Hing, but Tung Sing..."

"The officer said that Hua Fu, Zhuo Kele, Hua Bao, and Situ Haonan will not be at any of the gaming venues tonight."

Chen Xinjian was taken aback:
"What do you mean?"

Chen Guozhong's expression turned strange:
"That's what it means literally."

Chen Xinjian asked incredulously:

"If they won't show up, then where are they?"

Chen Guozhong said expressionlessly:

"They are all in the hospital."

Chen Xinjian asked, puzzled:

"in hospital?"

"Why aren't they busy playing games with their friends? What are they doing running to the hospital when they have nothing better to do?"

Chen Guozhong smiled:
"Sir, you're joking. Who would go to the hospital for no reason?"

"They have to go to the hospital, of course."

Chen Xinjian's eyes widened.

Chen Guozhong sighed:
"I just received a tip that all the top stars who were supposed to appear in Tung Sing tonight—Hua Fu, Zhuo Kele, Hua Bao, Situ Haonan…—are now in the hospital."

Chen Xinjian swallowed hard.
"What disease?"

Chen Guozhong casually said:

"It's not an illness, it's an injury."

"Their limbs were broken, and they will need to stay in the hospital for at least three months."

Chen Xinjian said incredulously:
"Is it confirmed?"

Chen Guozhong nodded solemnly:
"My inside source told me they're all inside Mingxin Hospital."

Chen Xinjian asked curiously:

"Who's so ruthless?"

Chen Guozhong's facial muscles twitched slightly:
"Hung Hing's Beautiful Kwan".

Chen Xinjian was surprised again:
"Liang Kun?"

Why did he make a move?

"This grand dragon and phoenix event has nothing to do with him, right?"

Chen Guozhong reminded him:

"Jiang Tiansheng's actions are clearly a precaution against Liang Kun, and Liang Kun isn't stupid."

"If Gan Zitai gets into trouble, the next step will be to target him."

"Even if you were Handsome Kun, you wouldn't just obediently wait to die, would you?"

"Hung Hing's Chiang Tin-sang is a manipulative strategist. Since Leung Kwan would never take action against Hung Hing, he turned around and targeted Tung Sing."

"So, tonight's show is at most a spectacle of Gan Zitai planting his flag..."

Chen Xinjian gasped:
"Is Handsome Kun that amazing?"

Chen Guozhong smiled wryly:

"It might be even more powerful than we imagined!"

He thought to himself, "Liang Kun is nothing, it's Wang Dao behind him who's really powerful!"
(End of this chapter)