Hong Kong film: Drowned by the Chiang family? I launch a massive attack on Hung Hing.

"Sir Song, it's 12 o'clock."

Li Jun glanced at the wall clock and said calmly.

"12 o'clock, and then what?"

Li Jun's irrelevant answer surprised Song Guoming slightly.

"There are still 6 hours until dawn. This night is still very long."

Li Jun leaned back in the interrogation chair, closed his eyes, and slowly spoke.

Tsim Sha Tsui, a blues bar.

Although Lei Yaoyang is dead, this is still Dongxing's territory.

However, the management was changed from Lei Yaoyang to Camel Group.

As usual, Blues Bar was somewhat quiet after midnight compared to other bars on Bowery Lane.

After all, the customers who come to blues bars are mostly artsy types; they're not that into high-energy activities.

Since they weren't busy, the henchmen of Tung Sing in the bar started chatting.

"The gang hasn't found the person who killed Brother Yao Yang yet?"

"Who knows?"

"Brother Yao Yang is one of the Five Tigers of Tung Sing. If someone like him dies, the gang can't find the killer. How can he protect us lowly underlings?"

"I don't care if they can protect me or not, I'll follow whoever can give me a job and food to eat."

"Hey, who are those guys? They seem to be heading straight this way."

"Damn it! Someone's here to cause trouble!"

……

Twenty minutes later.

Nine-Dragon pulled a ZPPO lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette he was holding in his mouth, and then threw the still-burning lighter into the Blues Bar.

The bar, which had been doused with gasoline, burst into flames in an instant.

"Let's go to the next one!"

Nine-Dragon said calmly.

After returning to Yau Ma Tei, Da Fei immediately spread the news that the new leader of Hung Hing, Liang Kun, had been shot and killed by Tung Sing to all the Hung Hing branches.

He also relayed Li Jun's order that tonight, the entire Hung Hing organization would be mobilized to destroy Tung Sing.

That night, dozens of Tung Sing venues, like the Blues Bar, were completely ransacked by Hung Hing.

Without a leader, the members of the Tung Sing Society could only barely resist the Hung Hing's relentless advance, with no chance to fight back.

Inside a small villa in the Wan Chai district of Hong Kong Island.

‘Ring ring ring~’

A phone call woke up the previously 'quiet' room.

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On the bed, a man reached for the telephone receiver with his right hand and for the lamp switch with his left.

With a 'snap', the desk lamp was turned on, casting a silhouette of a man with a resolute face and a weathered look.

On the bedside table, illuminated by a desk lamp, lay a work badge.

The name tag reads: Chief Superintendent of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, Lee Man-bun (from the movie "Cold War").

"Hello, who is it?"

After picking up the microphone, Li Wenbin asked the question.

At the same time, he glanced at the clock on the wall: 12:33.

As the highest-ranking commander of all the regional and district police bureaus on Hong Kong Island, Lee Man-bun has a lot to deal with, so he goes to bed very late. He has only just fallen asleep.

"Li sir, I am Chen Taoran."

A foreigner's voice, neither fully fluent nor fully fluent, came through the receiver.

"Director Chen, what can I do for you on the phone so late?"

Li Wenbin immediately asked.

"You should know about what happened between Tung Sing and Hung Hing tonight, right?"

"I asked on the other end of the phone," Chen Taoran said.

"I know a little bit, the leader of Hung Hing should be negotiating with the leader of Tung Sing."

Li Wenbin answered.

As the highest-ranking commander of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), Lee Man-bin rarely personally manages these specific affairs anymore. He is mainly responsible for the overall work arrangements of the OCTB and extremely important cases.

Clearly, the previous conflict between Hung Hing and Tung Sing did not require Lee Man-bun's personal intervention.

"Inspector Lee, Hung Hing and Tung Sing are now at war. As of now, our police force has received 660 complaints, from citizens, the fire department, the municipal government..."

"Even the provincial governor was alarmed and just called the director to inquire."

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Upon hearing Chen Taoran's words, Li Wenbin's expression changed slightly.

The Chief Secretary for Administration was the same person as the Chief Secretary for Administration in the British Hong Kong government. Among the civil servants on Hong Kong Island, his position was second only to the Governor.

The fact that he approached the Commissioner of Police to inquire indicates that the situation was already very serious.

The previous head of the criminal division was scheduled to retire early due to the kidnapping of Wang Baiwan, and Li Wenbin, as the most popular candidate, knew that he could not fail in his duties tonight.

"Director Chen, I understand what you mean. I will definitely restore peace to Hong Kong Island within two hours at most."

Li Wenbin directly assured Chen Taoran.

As a family of police officers, Li Wenbin's father, Li Shutang, was once a Chinese detective in the Hong Kong Island Police Force during the era of the money empire. After decades of management, the Li family's influence within the Hong Kong Island Police Force became deeply entrenched, which is why Li Wenbin was able to become a chief superintendent of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau at the age of 36.

He had absolute confidence and the confidence to make this guarantee for Chen Taoran.

"Okay, Li Sir, the director and I are watching you. Don't let us down."

Upon hearing Li Wenbin's words, Chen Taoran smiled on the other end of the phone. These foreigners liked subordinates like Li Wenbin, who didn't require them to worry about anything.

"Yes, sir!"

Li Wenbin spoke slowly. After hearing the busy tone, he hung up the phone and immediately dialed another number.

"Wong Sir, contact the EU and PTU immediately and tell them to mobilize the entire force tonight, including the reserve team. If any triad members cause trouble on the streets, arrest them immediately, no matter how many there are, don't let a single one go!"

Li Wenbin's tone was unusually resolute. He knew that at this moment, the police force had to be firm. If the police force was firm, those gangsters would back down.

Then, Li Wenbin dialed another number.

“I am Li Wenbin. The guy in charge of tonight’s negotiations between Hung Hing and Tung Sing is here. Tell him to call me immediately.”

After the call connected, Li Wenbin spoke slowly.

On the other side, Song Guoming sat opposite Li Jun, staring at the guy.

Ever since Li Jun said that the night was still long, he had been resting with his eyes closed, leaving Song Guoming to be so angry that his liver ached all by himself.

‘Dong dong dong~’

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir Song, your phone."

After Song Guoming opened the door, his subordinates spoke to him.

At this moment, Li Jun also opened his eyes and said to Song Guoming with a smile, "Song sir, it seems your superior wants to see me."

"Humph!"

Song Guoming snorted coldly, ordered his men to keep an eye on Li Jun, and then left the interrogation room.

A few minutes later.

"Chief Inspector Song Guoming, this is Li Wenbin."

After Song Guoming picked up the phone and introduced himself, Li Wenbin spoke on the other end of the line.

"Hello, Officer Li."

Upon hearing Li Wenbin's name, Song Guoming instinctively stood up straight with his feet together. Li Wenbin was considered an idol in the police force, especially for someone like Song Guoming.

"Sir Song, I understand that the leaders of Tung Sing and Hung Hing are both dead. The person in charge of Hung Hing now is a Red Pole named Li Jun?"

Li Wenbin asked the question.

"Yes, Inspector Lee."

Song Guoming answered immediately.

"Bring him to me."

Li Wenbin's words stunned Song Guoming, who recalled what Li Jun had just said to him.