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

"The Ni family," Gao Jin said calmly.

Lin Yaodong frowned slightly, then smiled.

He helped the police with a sting operation, deliberately arranging a deal with three Vietnamese brothers, a fact they shouldn't have told Ni Yongxiao.

Given the temperament of the three Vietnamese brothers, they would rather eat it all themselves than share it with others.

Thinking about it this way, the only person who should know about his deal with the Vietnamese gang is Watson, who is infiltrated by the three brothers in the Vietnamese gang.

Then Hua Sheng reported to Ma Jun, and since there were informants from the Ni family in the police station, the Ni family learned about the people involved in the transaction.

However, Ni Yongxiao knows that a deal is going to happen, but he hasn't reacted in the past two days. Why is he so calm?

Lin Yaodong couldn't understand it, so he stopped thinking about it. No matter what Ni Yongxiao did, it wouldn't change what he was going to do.

"Tell Qiu Gang'ao that I'll be making a deal with the Vietnamese gang at the boxing gym tomorrow, and tell him to prepare for the arrests," Lin Yaodong said.

Gao Jin: "Understood."

"What did Lao Chen say?" Lin Yaodong suddenly asked.

Gao Jin said, "He will look for an opportunity to make a move against Tsukamoto Eiji. However, he said there will be too many people on the day of the boxing match, and he hopes that you, Dong Ge, can find a way to get Tsukamoto Eiji to a less crowded place."

Lin Yaodong nodded slightly. "Tell him that I will take Tsukamoto Eiji to the hospital because he is injured. As for what to do after that, that's up to him."

"Yes."

Lin Yaodong pondered for a moment, then asked, "How are the betting arrangements going?"

Gao Jin: "It was inconvenient to move funds between several companies, so I arranged for Yaodong Capital to place a bet of 5 million through the casinos in New Macau, with odds of 3:0... reaching 10.5."

"This betting platform was set up by several tycoons from Hong Kong Island and New Zealand/Macau. They've warned that anyone who buys will likely lose money..."

He paused, then continued, "Brother Dong... Xiao Fu and I can easily win two matches, but can Sheng Fan beat him?"

Lin Yaodong had thought about this problem when he learned that someone was opening a betting pool.

"It should be fine, right?"

Gao Jin's lips twitched upon hearing this answer. "Brother Dong, that's five hundred million!"

...

At 5:30 a.m., the sky over Causeway Bay was still deep blue, with only a hint of dawn breaking over the eastern horizon.

Lin Yaodong stood by the window, looking down at the land below that was about to boil over.

"Brother Dong, people are starting to gather downstairs," Gao Jin said quietly as he walked up behind him.

Lin Yaodong didn't turn around. "What's going on with Tsukamoto?"

Xiao Fu came over from the living room: "Those three Vietnamese brothers stayed at the Nikko Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui last night. They got up at 3 a.m. to warm up. Gao Gang stayed in the room next to theirs and didn't go out all night. Here's his picture..."

"Gao Gang..." Lin Yaodong finally turned around, took the photo, glanced at it, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. "I didn't expect it to be him."

Gao Gang, from the movie "Life and Death Fist".

Xiao Fu scratched his head: "Does Brother Dong know this person?"

"I've heard of him." Lin Yaodong walked to the sandalwood tea table in the center of the living room and began to slowly brew Kung Fu tea. "He's from the mainland, practiced traditional martial arts since childhood, and later became famous for fighting in underground boxing matches. I heard he didn't fight for money, but to pay for his girlfriend's medical treatment."

Gao Jin frowned slightly: "These kinds of people are the most difficult to deal with. A boxer with conviction is ten times more terrifying than a boxer who's only after money."

"So we need to be even more serious." Lin Yaodong poured out the first brew of tea and started brewing the second. "Today's boxing match, on the surface, is three against three, but in reality, the entire Hong Kong underworld is watching to see what our Hung Hing has to offer."

Xiao Fu nodded: "It's already spread that Tsukamoto has brought in a team that's guaranteed to win, and the betting odds are overwhelmingly favoring them to win."

"That's better." Lin Yaodong pushed the three cups of tea in front of Gao Jin and Xiao Fu respectively, and picked up a cup for himself. "The higher the odds, the more we earn."

"How much did you bet?" he suddenly asked.

Gao Jin took a sip of tea: "300 million."

Xiao Fu grinned: "Same here. You won't lose, will you?"

Lin Yaodong laughed: "We can't lose."

"Today is not just a boxing match."

Lin Yaodong looked out the window. The sun had already risen, and golden rays began to bathe the streets.

"Today I'm telling all the triads in Hong Kong that I, Lam Yiu-tung, can fight if I want to. But what we do is business, legitimate business. And those who still want to make a living by fighting and killing, if they get in my way, I can fight them too."

He paused, a cold glint in his eyes: "I want everyone in the gangs to see with their own eyes that times have changed."

Gao Jin seemed to understand something: "After this, those triads can also see firsthand the changes in Causeway Bay. The property management company's model is better than their old one..."

At 6:30, the streets of Causeway Bay were already packed with people.

Jardine Street, Jardine Street, and several nearby streets were packed with people. A rough estimate suggests that at least three thousand people had gathered there, and the number was still increasing.

But the order was surprisingly good.

Because the people maintaining order were not police officers, but employees of Lin Yaodong Property Management Company.

These young people were wearing matching dark blue uniforms with the property management company's logo embroidered on their left chests.

They worked in groups of three to five, guiding the flow of people at major intersections and politely but firmly telling those who came later, "Excuse me, the area ahead is full. Please wait here. We will provide live updates on the boxing match."

What's even more surprising is that many of these "security guards" maintaining order have tattoos on their arms and a gangster-like demeanor on their faces.

Anyone with eyes can see that these are all henchmen of Hung Hing.

"Tsk tsk, Lin Yaodong really knows how to do things." A member of the Tung Sing gang whispered to his companion, "He trains gangsters to be like regular security guards."

His companion gestured with his chin, "Look over there, isn't that Crow's henchman? Why is he maintaining order too?"

Not far away, the blond-haired guy was indeed wearing a property management uniform and was negotiating with several people from Wo Luen Shing.

Those guys from Wo Luen Shing tried to force their way through the blockade, but Little Yellow Hair stopped them.

"Gentlemen, the boxing gym is full, we really can't get in." The blond-haired guy's tone was neither humble nor arrogant. "If you really want to watch, there's a temporary tent we've set up over there, with live audio broadcasts, and tea and snacks available."

"I remember you used to be with the Crows of Tung Sing, right? Why did you switch teams?" a Wo Luen Shing underling mocked.

The blond-haired guy remained unfazed: "Brother Dong and Brother Crow are both my older brothers, is that a problem? What's wrong with me helping to maintain order? Or are you planning to cause trouble right here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight uniformed Hung Hing members immediately surrounded him, their eyes filled with hostility.

He Liansheng and his group looked around.

Not only Hung Hing people, but also Tung Sing, Sun Kee, and Wo Hop To people were watching this side.

In this situation, whoever makes the first move is in the wrong.

Moreover, if those guys dare to cause trouble today, even without Hung Hing dealing with them, their own boss won't let them off the hook, and they'll definitely suffer a terrible fate.

Similar scenes were playing out repeatedly on several streets.

"Hmph, fine, let's listen to the boxing match then." They walked sullenly toward the broadcast booth.

Lin Yaodong began making preparations three days in advance, devising countermeasures for all possible conflicts.

More importantly, he paid "overtime pay" to every Hung Hing brother who came to help, calculated at three times the salary of a regular security company.

Why not get paid, gain prestige, and demonstrate Hung Hing's discipline to various triads?

At this time.

A burly man led two henchmen toward the entrance of the boxing gym.

Those from Wo Luen Shing didn't have much of an impression of those people, but the guards at the door couldn't stop them.

Immediately someone said, "Hey, hey, hey~ why didn't you stop them?"

Ah Zhong and Ah Yi were in charge of guarding the gate.

Ah Zhong said, "That's Dong Ge's friend."

The leader of the group stopped and turned to look at the man who had spoken. "What, you have a problem with me going in? Haven't you heard of Saigon Big Fool?"

Big Fool? I've never heard of him.

When the man heard that he was Lin Yaodong's friend, he could only leave dejectedly.