Courtyard House: First, kill the hypocrites, leave none alive.

Yau Ma Tei, Golden Princess Ballroom.

At two in the morning, the neon lights were still flashing, but the once bustling entrance was now a mess.

The sidewalk was covered with shards of glass, which glittered under the streetlights.

The gate was leaning precariously; one door had fallen off, and the other was teetering on the verge of collapse.

There was a large charred mark on the wall, a remnant of the explosion.

Several police cars were parked on the side of the road, their red and blue lights still flashing, illuminating the entire street in a flickering light.

Police have set up a cordon to keep the crowds of onlookers outside.

Inside the police cordon, several plainclothes detectives were investigating the scene, taking photos, recording information, and examining the body.

There were three bodies.

Ruan Biao.

His two men.

One was blown to pieces, and the other two were riddled with bullet holes.

Yan Tong stood next to the most gruesome corpse and glanced down at it.

That face was unrecognizable.

Blood was still seeping from the hole in his chest, pooling on the ground.

He turned his gaze away and looked at Snake King Can beside him.

Snake King Can stood there covered in soot, his clothes were wrinkled, his face bore traces of smoke, and his hair was a mess like a bird's nest.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Yan Tong.

Yan Tong walked over.

She grabbed his collar.

"What happened?"

His voice was low, but Snake King Can could feel the anger through his clothes.

"Making such a big fuss, do you have a death wish?"

Snake King Can's face turned bright red. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out.

Yan Tong clenched his fist tighter and tighter.

"say!"

Snake King Can finally regained his voice.

"Master Yan...Master Yan, please listen to me..."

He pointed to the corpse on the ground.

"It's all Ruan Biao's fault! He had to... he had to provoke that northerner!"

Yan Tong narrowed his eyes.

"Northeasterner?"

Snake King Can nodded frantically.

"Yes! It's that guy from the North! The one east of Yau Ma Tei! This afternoon he went to rent the dock from that North guy, but they wouldn't give it to him, and he was furious. He came back drinking tonight and said he was going to teach that North guy a lesson..."

He paused.

"But...but that Yankee guy struck first!"

Yan Tong looked at him.

His eyes were as cold as ice.

"That Yankee guy?"

Snake King Can said, "Yes! A man with a scar on his face, carrying a gun and explosives. He rushed in and blew it up!"

He pointed to the corpse on the ground.

"Ruan Biao was killed in the bombing!"

Yan Tong released his grip.

Snake King Can staggered a step and had to lean on a nearby pillar to steady himself.

Yan Tong turned around and walked to the side.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

Slowly expel it.

Smoke rose into the night.

He looked at the chaotic scene, at the corpses, and at the door that had been blown off.

Golden Princess.

This is one of his most profitable venues.

The monthly fees can amount to tens of thousands of yuan.

Now, it's been bombed.

I don't know how long it will take before we can reopen.

I don't know how much money I'll lose.

He turned around.

He walked back to Snake King Can.

"I don't care about any of that."

His voice was calm, as calm as if he were chatting about everyday things.

But when Snake King Can heard that voice, a chill ran down his spine.

"Not a single penny less this month's figures can be."

Snake King Can was stunned.

He looked at Yan Tong, at that expressionless face.

"Master Yan..."

His voice was trembling.

"Golden Princess is so badly damaged from the bombing, it'll take... a long time to repair. And the guests won't be coming..."

Yan Tong looked at him.

That look left Snake King Can speechless.

That's your problem.

Yan Tong said, "I just want money."

Snake King Can opened his mouth.

He wanted to say, "I have no money."

But he dared not say it.

Who is Yan Tong?

Kowloon Detective.

He has hundreds of plainclothes officers under his command.

They also have foreigners backing them up.

If you offend him, you won't even know how you died.

He lowered his head.

"Don't worry, Master Yan."

His voice was hoarse, "I will... I will definitely pay the fees on time."

Yan Tong nodded.

He glanced at Snake King Can.

Then he spoke.

"Take care of it. Just say it was a gas explosion."

Snake King Can raised his head.

"gas?"

Yan Tong nodded.

"Yes. Gas leak, explosion. Three people died; it was an accident."

He looked at Snake King Can.

"Do you understand?"

Snake King Can paused for a second.

Then he nodded vigorously.

"Understood! Understood! Gas explosion! Accident!"

Yan Tong withdrew his gaze.

He threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.

Turn around.

They walked toward the police car.

I opened the car door and got in.

The car started and slowly drove away.

Snake King Can stood there, watching the car disappear into the night.

His legs went weak.

I almost collapsed to the ground.

The younger brother next to him walked over.

"Brother Chan, are you alright?"

Snake King Can waved his hand.

He looked at the mess at Princess Jin, at the corpses, and thought about what Yan Tong had just said.

Not a single penny less this month's figures.

Princess Jin was bombed.

The guests are gone.

You still have to pay.

Where is he going to get so much money?

Snake King Can took a deep breath.

He looked at his underling beside him.

"Dispose of the body properly," he said.

The younger brother nodded.

Snake King Can turned around and walked into Golden Princess.

The crooked door creaked behind him.

-

New World Nightclub, third-floor office.

Chen Feng stood by the window.

The skinny monkey stood behind him.

"Big Steel Bro," he said.

Chen Feng nodded.

He turned around.

I walked back to my desk.

sit down.

Look at the skinny monkey.

"Skinny monkey."

The skinny monkey stepped forward.

"exist."

Chen Feng said, "From today onwards, you will be in full management of New World."

The skinny monkey was stunned.

"Brother Da Gang, it's me?"

Chen Feng nodded.

Yes. You.

The skinny monkey opened his mouth.

"Brother Da Gang, I...I've never managed such a big venue before..."

Chen Feng looked at him.

Those eyes remained expressionless.

"If you don't know how, learn it."

He said, "Ah Shui will help you. Iron Head, Mud Loach, and Gap Tooth are all under your control."

The skinny monkey remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he nodded.

"Yes, Brother Da Gang."

Chen Feng stood up.

He walked up to the skinny monkey.

I reached out and pressed on his shoulder.

"The New World,"

He said, "It's up to you."

The skinny monkey's eyes were a little red.

But he didn't let the tears fall.

He simply nodded.

"Don't worry, Brother Da Gang."

Chen Feng withdrew his hand.

He turned and walked towards the door.

The skinny monkey followed behind.

"Big Steel Bro, where are you going?"

Chen Feng did not turn around.

Sham Shui Po.

He said.

Push open the door and go outside.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away in the corridor.

Skinny Monkey stood at the doorway, looking at the closed door.

He took a deep breath.

He turned around and went back inside.

Looking at that desk, those ledgers, that window.

From today onwards, this place is under his jurisdiction.

Brother Dagang believes him.

He couldn't let Brother Dagang down.