Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

But if their own business suffers losses, they will be heartbroken; no one can afford to lose real money.

Jiang Tiansheng quickly asked:

"Didn't you say there was another way?"

"Stop hiding it now, just come up with a solution. We'll accept any cost."

Ye Tian's face showed a pained expression, as if a piece of his heart had been torn out, and his tone was heavy with sorrow:

"This method is quick to take effect, but it has a drawback: it's too costly and exhausts our resources."

"However, Chan Ho-nam just falsely accused us in Mong Kok in front of everyone, slandering Brother Kwan. If we don't find the culprit as soon as possible and clear our name..."

"Our Hung Hing's reputation will be completely ruined. Who would dare to cooperate with us in the future?"

The leaders all nodded in agreement.

The reputation of Hung Hing is of utmost importance to them.

Those who operate in the underworld are considered "gangsters" by ordinary people. They don't care about the opinions of ordinary people, but they care extremely much about the attitudes of other gangsters.

If Hung Hing is proven to be capable of "killing even its own members at will," which other triad would dare to do business with them? Who would dare to form an alliance with them?

Let alone fellow gangsters, even local bosses wouldn't dare hire them to guard their territory! They kill their own people, how can you expect them to protect others? It's a joke.

The bigwigs looked at each other, a sense of relief suddenly rising in their hearts.

Fortunately, Ye Tian was chosen to investigate the case. If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't have thought of this, nor would they have had the courage to do so.

As expected of one of Hung Hing's top straw sandals, he has a clear understanding of things and is decisive in his actions.

Ye Tian clapped his hands, the pained look on his face vanishing, replaced by a resolute expression and a sharp, piercing gaze.

"Gentlemen, if we hand this over to the police, they won't be able to find any results in two or three months, and it might even just be dropped."

"However, our gang is different. We are the most experienced and the easiest to investigate these kinds of gang feuds."

However, the bigwigs were not happy.

They were well aware of the difficulty of this case. Even though Ye Tian spoke of it casually, they couldn't relax at all; the murderer was simply too cunning.

Liang Kun immediately stood up for his brother, his tone firm:

"Tian, ​​what are you planning to do? Just tell me what to do, I'll fully support you."

Ye Tian's tone was firm, carrying an undeniable aura:

"Very easy!"

"With my method, I guarantee a successful investigation every time. Even if the culprit is hiding underground, they'll have to crawl out!"

Fearing he might boast, Liang Kun quickly reminded him:

"Tin, all the big shots are here, so don't make empty promises. If we can't deliver, we'll lose face in Mong Kok."

Ye Tian burst into laughter, his voice hearty and brimming with confidence:

"Don't worry, I never fight a battle I'm not confident I can win!"

He called out to Lin Fu, who was not far away, "Lin Fu!"

Lin Fu immediately stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and spoke in a deferential tone:

"Brother Tian, ​​what are your orders?"

Ye Tian's expression darkened, and he said sternly:

"Immediately spread the news throughout the underworld! Anyone who provides valid clues about the murder of Little B will be rewarded with HK$5 million, payable on the spot; anyone who can directly identify the murderer or capture the murderer alive will be rewarded with HK$20 million, every penny!"

"Bonuses will be paid out immediately, without delay, and without IOUs!"

The crowd gasped in disbelief, their faces filled with astonishment, gasps of shock echoing through the room.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tian actually wanted to use the method of offering a reward, and he offered 25 million Hong Kong dollars in one go. The amount of money involved was simply astonishing!

Ye Tian's gaze swept over the crowd, his tone becoming increasingly stern and carrying a sense of intimidation:

"Please, all you big shots, help spread the word throughout the underworld: whoever it is, whether they are brothers of Hung Hing or not, even the police, as long as they can provide clues about the murderer and avenge Brother Siu B."

"I, Ye Tian, ​​mean what I say, I will pay it immediately, and I will never go back on my word!"

"Let me add one more thing: this money is all clean, from a legal source, and can be deposited directly into the bank. There are absolutely no problems, and you don't need to worry about your bank account being checked!"

Bucky's voice trembled with excitement, his tone tinged with urgency:

"Tian, ​​are you serious? You're not joking?"

Ye Tian stood tall and proud, his posture upright, his tone resolute:

"Brother Ji, my reputation is as good as money. When have I ever lied? When have I ever broken my word?"

"Even if you big shots find clues, as long as they are genuine and valid, bring them to me and you'll still receive the reward—everyone will be treated equally!"

Liang Kun lazily added, his tone tinged with a hint of boastfulness and pride:

"My brother had incredible luck recently, winning the entire Jockey Club jackpot pool. He won a hundred first prizes and is now very wealthy. This amount of money is just a drop in the ocean for him, nothing more than a drop in the ocean."

The esteemed officials exchanged shocked glances, then turned and hurriedly departed! They needed to immediately send people to gather information in the martial world. With such a large reward, there was bound to be brave men willing to risk their lives; perhaps they could actually lure out the murderer. Even if they didn't, getting five million in clues would still be a good reward.

Jiang Tiansheng's lips twitched slightly, and he secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

Good heavens, so that's how you investigate cases. No wonder Ye Tian said it "damages your life savings."

Throwing away HK$25 million at once would alarm not only triad members, but even the police from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) would be tempted, since that amount of money is enough for them to earn for decades.

Jiang Tiansheng sighed, his tone tinged with regret:

"Tian, ​​you've made such a huge sacrifice. You've really gone all out for Little B and for the gang."

Liang Kun, however, was extremely proud, his chest puffed out and his face full of arrogance! This is my brother, with guts and strength!

Ye Tian smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of deeper meaning:

"HK$25 million is well spent, it's excellent value for money."

"Firstly, it can enhance the reputation of Hung Hing and let people in the underworld know that Hung Hing will never let its people die in vain, and that it will avenge any wrongs and repay any kindness."

"Secondly, it can also buy us insurance and deter those with ill intentions."

"Sometimes, it's a good thing to flaunt your wealth, letting others know your strength so they won't dare to provoke you."

Jiang Tiansheng instantly understood his meaning, nodded, and sighed:

"Tian, ​​you did the right thing! You were very thorough in your considerations!"

In the world of gangsters, who doesn't have a few enemies?

The gun is easy to hide, and the dark arrow is hard to prevent.

Displaying their wealth appropriately can also serve as a warning to those with ill intentions! Problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all. If anyone dares to provoke them, they can crush them with money and make them pay a heavy price.

Jiang Tiansheng himself was somewhat tempted. If he could get 25 million, he would be more confident in bidding for the Macau casino hall and would have more funds.

The bodies of the entire B family were transported to the funeral home for cremation, but the necessary funeral rites still had to be performed to give the deceased some dignity.

Jiang Tiansheng patted Ye Tian's shoulder forcefully to show his approval, then turned and left with Chen Yao.

At this moment, Wu Zhaonan, Liang Kun's bodyguard, stepped forward, his eyes filled with a mixture of eagerness and greed:

"Brother Kun, can I go and track down the killer?"

Twenty-five million Hong Kong dollars!

How many dangerous missions would I have to complete to earn that back? It's like a windfall!

Ye Tian shook his head and said calmly:

You can't go.

Wu Zhaonan became anxious and quickly asked:

"Didn't they say anyone can investigate? Why can't I go? I'm quite capable; I'm sure I can find clues!"

Ye Tian glanced at him indifferently, his tone tinged with impatience:

"This kind of information requires a large-scale, thorough search to yield results. You can't accomplish anything by going it alone; it's just a waste of time."

"If I'm not mistaken, news will arrive this afternoon. A generous reward will surely bring forth brave men."

"Besides, the murderer just shifted the suspicion to us, which is clearly targeting Mong Kok. Brother Kun needs protection. Your job is to protect Brother Kun, not to earn the prize money."

Wu Zhaonan's eyes dimmed instantly, like a deflated balloon, completely lacking any spirit.

It's worse than death to let such a large sum of money slip by; he's itching to make it.

Ye Tian suddenly laughed, his tone slightly teasing:

"Do you fucking think you're some kind of invincible fighter?"

Wu Zhaonan immediately straightened his back, his tone serious, with a hint of pride:

"I am indeed quite good at fighting. Among bodyguards, my skills are definitely top-notch."