Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

With a series of hurried footsteps and the sound of metal scraping, the heavy roller shutter door of the boxing gym was pulled down with a "click".

The last ray of outside light was cut off, leaving only the stark white light overhead in the boxing gym.

The air seemed to freeze.

More than 300 Hung Hing henchmen moved slowly forward. Although they made no sound, the invisible pressure pressed down on the west side of the arena like a mountain.

Cold sweat beaded on the foreheads of the three Vietnamese brothers.

Ah Hu said nervously, "Big brother, they're serious..."

Tony whispered, "Big brother, you go first..."

Brother Zha tried to remain calm: "Don't panic, Hung Hing is a big triad... We agreed to negotiate, resorting to violence would break the rules..."

"Damn, the local gangs are so rude..." That's what he said, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's do it according to the rules of the underworld."

Lin Yaodong's voice rang out again:

Lin Yaodong stood up and looked down at Tsukamoto Eiji: "However many people and how many guns entered Causeway Bay last night, I will leave you with that many people and that many 'things'."

He deliberately emphasized the word "things," making his meaning crystal clear: you either pay up or live.

"The people who went into Causeway Bay last night have been killed by the Seraphim!" Tsukamoto Eiji clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Several Japanese subordinates behind him also assumed fighting stances, but their anger seemed so pale in the face of the dark mass of people around them.

Gradually, several Japanese men were pushed to the edge of the ring.

"I don't care about that," Lin Yaodong said. "Are you staying, or do you choose five men to hand over to me?"

Eiji Tsukamoto stared intently at Lin Yaodong without saying a word.

Ni Yongxiao took a deep breath, knowing that he had lost control of the situation and Lin Yaodong had taken the initiative.

He originally intended to use the mediation as a pretext to both do Tsukamoto Eiji a favor and leave a good impression on Lin Yaodong, paving the way for future business.

But now it seems that he underestimated Lin Yaodong's hostility toward the Japanese and overestimated his own importance as an intermediary.

"Mr. Lin," Ni Yongxiao also stood up, trying to make a final effort, "Leave some room for maneuver in everything, so we can meet again in the future. The Tsukamoto family has considerable influence in Japan; if things get too tense..."

"Mr. Ni," Lin Yaodong interrupted him, his gaze icy.

"By what right do you speak like this? I've heard a little about the Ni family's business. If you're here today representing the Ni family to discuss cooperation, I welcome you. But if you're here to plead for this little Japanese devil..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the unspoken meaning was clear enough.

Ni Yongxiao fell silent.

He glanced at Eiji Tsukamoto, then at Lin Yaodong, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

The Tsukamoto family is indeed quite powerful, but they live far away in Japan.

Lam Yiu-tung is based on Hong Kong Island and is one of the most powerful leaders of Hung Hing, a local tyrant in Causeway Bay.

More importantly, Lin Yaodong possessed a channel he had always dreamed of...

That is, Jimmy opened up the route for delivering goods to the mainland.

A few seconds later, Ni Yongxiao made his decision.

"Mr. Tsukamoto... I did my best..." He took a half step back and sat down on the sofa.

Eiji Tsukamoto's face turned ashen.

He finally realized that he had made a fatal mistake: he had underestimated the audacity of these "gangsters" in Hong Kong and overestimated the reliability of his partner, Ni Yongxiao.

The reason for bringing in Ni Yongxiao was to leverage the Ni family's influence to facilitate communication with the locals and share the burden of the conflict.

Now, at this crucial moment, Ni Yongxiao has backed down.

"Mr. Hayashi," Tsukamoto Eiji's voice trembled with anger, "do you know the consequences of messing with me? The Tsukamoto family won't..."

"Then let them come." Lin Yaodong's tone remained calm, but every word pierced Tsukamoto Eiji's heart like an ice pick. "If one comes, I'll kill one. If two come, I'll kill both."

He paused, then added, "But before that, you'll have to pay the price for what happened last night."

Lin Yaodong raised his hand.

Gao Jin and Xiao Fu immediately stepped forward.

The Hung Hing henchmen inside the boxing gym also stepped forward in unison, their footsteps echoing in perfect unison.

The three Vietnamese brothers turned pale.

Brother Zha already regrets taking on the job with Ni Yongxiao.

He originally thought he was just there to make an appearance and show support, but who knew he would get caught up in such a deadly conflict?

"etc!"

Just as tensions were about to rise, a slightly immature voice came from a corner of the boxing gym.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a teenager in a waiter's uniform squeeze out of the crowd, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

"Dong... Brother Dong..." The boy was clearly terrified by the scene, his voice trembling. "There's a phone call for you... It's... It's Mr. Jiang..."

Lin Yaodong raised an eyebrow.

Why did Jiang Tiansheng call at this time?

He had been keeping a close eye on what was happening here.

Lin Yaodong took the mobile phone and walked to the corner of the ring.

"Mr. Jiang."

"Ah Dong," came Jiang Tiansheng's gentle but authoritative voice from the other end of the phone, "I've heard about what happened. Tsukamoto Eiji did break the rules and deserves to be punished. But tens of millions... that's a bit much."

Lin Yaodong was silent for a moment, then asked, "What does Mr. Jiang mean?"

"Give him a lesson so he'll remember it," Jiang Tiansheng said. "Ni Yongxiao was there too, wasn't he? He's a smart man; he knows what to do."

Lin Yaodong's eyes flickered slightly: "Mr. Jiang's information network is truly impressive."

"In short, you need to handle things carefully. Don't cause too much of a commotion, and the cops have a lot of men stationed near the boxing gym." Jiang Tiansheng said before hanging up the phone.

Lin Yaodong held the mobile phone, seemingly lost in thought.

Jiang Tiansheng... now is not the time to go against him...

Lin Yaodong walked back to the negotiating table and returned the mobile phone to the boy.

All eyes were on him, awaiting his decision.

"Mr. Tsukamoto," Lin Yaodong sat down again, his tone softening, "Mr. Jiang just called."

Eiji Tsukamoto's eyes flashed, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

"Mr. Jiang said that you did break the rules last night," Lin Yaodong continued. "According to the rules of the underworld, you should be punished. But considering that you were avenging your father, it is understandable and you can be treated leniently."

Eiji Tsukamoto's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but he remained vigilant: "What does Mr. Hayashi mean?"

"Ten million." Lin Yaodong announced a figure, "Ten million Hong Kong dollars in compensation, and we'll call it even for last night."

Reducing the price from tens of millions to ten million seems like a big concession, but ten million is still an astronomical figure.

Eiji Tsukamoto's expression shifted repeatedly.

He could come up with ten million, but he was unwilling to hand it over for nothing.

But if he didn't hand it over... He glanced at the menacing crowd around him and knew that he would probably have a hard time leaving here unscathed today.

Getting beaten up would be unpleasant, but even more embarrassing...

More importantly, Jiang Tiansheng has already stepped in to mediate.

If I still don't know how to appreciate it....