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

The news that Lin Yaodong was going to confront Yao Ge of the Tsukamoto Group because Tsukamoto Group members had broken into Causeway Bay at night with guns to kill Seraphim spread throughout all the triads on Hong Kong Island that very day.

The news spread rapidly, from tea restaurants in Wan Chai to nightclubs in Tsim Sha Tsui, from mahjong parlors in Mong Kok to card rooms in Sham Shui Po; everyone was talking about it.

People in the underworld are directly challenging Japanese zaibatsu.

Of course, this also includes Lin Yaodong demanding HK$10 million in compensation from Tsukamoto Eiji, and Lin Yaodong proposing a 3v3 "friendly" boxing match with Tsukamoto. After the boxing match, regardless of the outcome, this matter would be over.

The asking price of ten million is quite meaningful.

It's neither an exorbitant demand that the other party finds completely unacceptable, nor a small amount that can be easily dismissed.

But in the end, Tsukamoto suffered a setback.

The three-on-three boxing match is particularly meaningful, as it preserves the traditional way of resolving disputes while controlling the scale to prevent it from escalating into a full-blown war.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this boxing match is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Inside an unassuming tea restaurant in the New Territories, several seasoned veterans are analyzing the situation.

"Lin Yaodong is playing with fire." An elderly man with gray hair put down his teacup. "The Tsukamoto Group has been rooted in Hong Kong for over a decade, with connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. And he's just a young upstart..."

"But you know what, he's been doing really well in Causeway Bay lately." The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses across from me pushed up his glasses. "Property management, construction... his legitimate businesses are thriving, and his team has transitioned quite successfully."

"Transformation?" A man with a scar on his face sneered. "A leopard can't change its spots. A gangster will always be a gangster."

Look at Gao Jin next to him, how ruthless he is! And that Xiao Fu, he's wearing the Hung Hing's name, do you really think he can clear his name?

But strangely, this matter seems to be all talk and no action.

After the news spread, apart from the Ni family and the three Vietnamese brothers who were under the Ni family's protection helping the Tsukamoto Group, other gangs remained silent.

After listening to Chen Yao's report at the Red Hill Villa, Jiang Tiansheng of Hung Hing simply said, "Let's take a look first."

Uncle Tang of Wo Luen Shing even convened a meeting of his uncles at the ancestral hall in Yuen Long, and finally decided: "Don't take sides, don't participate, and wait and see."

The major triads, including Tung Sing, Number Gang, and Wo Hop To, have all remained surprisingly silent.

Everyone was waiting to see this good show.

Or perhaps they are waiting for both sides in this incident to fight to the bitter end before they rush in and divide the spoils.

That's just how realistic the martial arts world is.

No permanent friends, only permanent interests.

Lin Yaodong's expansion has been too rapid, encroaching on the interests of many people. As a foreign-invested enterprise, Tsukamoto Group has always been regarded by local community groups as "overstepping its bounds".

When two tigers fight, regardless of who wins or loses, it's a good thing for everyone else.

I don't know what Crow has been up to lately. He only showed his face during the negotiations and didn't even greet Lin Yaodong like he used to.

After the challenge was signed.

Lin Yaodong immediately spread rumors that he was going to make a deal with the Vietnamese gang, and his purpose was to cooperate with the police in a sting operation.

Early the next morning.

Jardine Street, Causeway Bay.

Lin Yaodong, Gao Jin, Xiao Fu, and Jiang Xin sat by the window and ate breakfast.

Lin Yaodong ordered satay beef instant noodles with iced milk tea, Gao Jin ordered a sandwich with luncheon meat and egg and hot coffee, Xiao Fu ate pineapple bun with Ovaltine, and Jiang Xin buried his head in a large bowl of wonton noodles.

The four ate quietly, just like any other office worker, showing no signs of being the kind of people who would stir up trouble in the martial arts world.

The locals had grown accustomed to Lam Yiu-tung's sudden appearances, wandering around Causeway Bay.

Even if they saw Lin Yaodong, they wouldn't be too surprised, but they couldn't avoid going up to greet him.

Outside the window, Causeway Bay begins to awaken in the early morning.

Newspaper delivery bicycles weave through the streets and alleys, early morning buses carry sleepy-eyed passengers, and the shouts of fishmongers drift from the market.

Everything was so peaceful, as if yesterday's rumors were just a dream.

At that moment, Gao Jin suddenly received a phone call.

After listening for a few moments, his expression changed slightly. He covered the microphone and turned to Lin Yaodong: "Brother Dong, the Vietnamese gang has replied."

Lin Yaodong was somewhat surprised and put down his chopsticks: "So fast?"

He had originally expected it to take at least two days.

The three Vietnamese brothers are known for their caution, so such a quick response means either the other party is really in urgent need of this deal, or there's a trap.

Gao Jin nodded and said, "The Vietnamese gang, including Brother Zha, asked us to meet them at the 'New World' nightclub on Shanghai Street at 9 p.m. tonight... They said they want to discuss the details in person."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "Do you want to go?"

Lin Yaodong pondered for a moment, then picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, shining on his angular, refined face.

"Go." He uttered this word, his tone calm yet firm. "Since it's a business deal, there's no reason not to go when someone invites you."

"But Brother Dong, this isn't a trap," Xiao Fu interjected, as he understood the behavior of these Southeast Asians better than Gao Jin.

"These three brothers, Jake, Tony, and Tiger, are all ruthless, especially the second brother, Tony, who is notorious for not following the rules."

They had just agreed to a boxing match yesterday, and Tsukamoto was publicly forced to pay compensation.

If the other party lacks martial ethics...

Jiang Xin also looked up: "How about we bring more people?"

Lin Yaodong shook his head: "If they want to make a move, it won't matter how many men they bring. Besides, Shanghai Street is Jimmy's territory, right next to ours, so what's there to be afraid of?"

He paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "Moreover, I'd like to see just how much confidence the Ni family has given them."

Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake.

Moreover, Tsukamoto's work in Hong Kong Island was largely done through connections with the Ni family.

"Have you found out who will be in the boxing match?" Lin Yaodong suddenly asked.

Gao Jin nodded. "They decided on two candidates yesterday: the second and third brothers from the Vietnamese trio."

Just as I guessed... Lin Yaodong asked, "Where's the other person?"

"The last one was also found by Ni Yongxiao. I heard he was a boxer in the New Territories named Gao Gang."

"Gao Gang...that name sounds familiar..."

Lin Yaodong couldn't think of anything for the moment, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

After breakfast, the four of them got up to pay the bill.

As Lin Yaodong walked out of the tea restaurant, he noticed several suspicious-looking people at the intersection.

Two people were pretending to read newspapers, one was on the phone but his eyes were darting around, and another was buying cigarettes across the street but kept glancing this way.

Gao Jin said, "Brother Dong is from the anti-triad unit. The guy on the left reading the newspaper and buying cigarettes is Huang Zhicheng's man."

Xiao Fu also said, "That's right, I recognize them. They've been following us for the past two days."

"Don't they have anything better to do? They've been following us like a leech since yesterday," Jiang Xin complained.

As Lin Yaodong's special assistant and part-time driver, he had lost track of these people countless times, but they quickly caught up with him again.