Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

church.

Chan Ho-nam leaned against a pillar, his body still wrapped in bandages, but he was much better than a few days ago.

Shufen sat next to him, holding a glass of water, but she didn't drink it.

Pheasant, Baopi, and Banana Peel sat on the other side, all with solemn expressions.

"Brother Haonan, the news has been confirmed."

Chicken's voice was a little dry. "Camel is dead, Chiang Tin-sang is dead, Fung Yu-sau was killed by a child, and Leung Kwan took over Hung Hing. Tung Sing is completely finished."

The church fell silent for a moment.

Shufen's hand trembled, and a few drops of water spilled out, landing on her skirt, but she didn't notice.

The Dongxing people who were chasing and attacking me not long ago are gone just like that?

The cigarette in Baopi's mouth fell to the ground, bounced twice, and rolled under the chair. Jiaopi stared wide-eyed.

Chan Ho-nam let out a long sigh of relief; his back was covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked through.

Those who are family know their own situation; they are by no means experts who can kill seventy or eighty people.

Those were all framed by others.

Fortunately, he pretended to be injured and did not show up or participate in the fire.

Otherwise, he might be the one lying on the ground right now.

"Brother Hao Nan, thank goodness we listened to you and didn't get involved." Chicken's voice was tinged with lingering fear. "Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, we'd be just like Big B and Sister Thirteen now."

Baopi picked up the cigarette from the ground, blew off the ash, and put it in his mouth.

Chan Ho-nam looked up at the ceiling.

Big B is dead, Thirteen Sister is dead, and Jiang Tiansheng is dead too.

Those who used to drink with him, fight with him, and call each other brothers were all gone overnight.

A feeling I couldn't quite describe welled up inside me—not sadness, not anger, but lingering fear and relief.

"Haonan," Shufen turned her head to look at his profile, "what do we do next?"

Chan Ho-nam remained silent.

Chicken couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up, walked up to him, squatted down, and looked into his eyes: "Brother Hao Nan, now that Tung Sing is gone, Hung Hing only has Handsome Kun left."

"Those triads like Wo Luen Shing and 14K are definitely trying to take over our Hung Hing and Tung Sing territory. Should we take action?"

He lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming, "Could we perhaps take a seat at the head of Hung Hing?"

The church fell silent for a moment.

Shufen looked at Chen Haonan, waiting for his answer.

Chan Ho-nam shook his head and said, "Chicken, this matter is not as simple as you think."

"The waters run deep here. In Hung Hing, seniority is the only way to get promoted. I either need to be awarded the Double Flower Red Stick title or become a hall master."

Becoming a leader isn't that easy.

Chiang Tin-sang has a younger brother, and Hung Hing was founded by the Chiang family; he wouldn't let it fall into the hands of outsiders.

Chicken paused for a moment, then said defiantly, "But, Brother Hao Nan, what a great opportunity! Tung Sing is finished, and Hung Hing is also severely weakened. If we don't seize this opportunity to rise to power, we'll never have another chance."

Chan Ho-nam reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Chicken, I know you want to rise to the top and lead the brothers to a better life, but now is not the time. We can't handle it."

"So we're just going to watch like this?" The pheasant raised its head, its eyes filled with resentment.

Before Chan Ho-nam could speak, Shuk-fan interjected, "Ho-nam, why don't we just take over Tung Sing's territory? If we have enough power, isn't the leader just a figurehead?"

Chen Haonan looked at her and hesitated for a moment.

Shufen's words make sense.

With Tung Sing gone, those territories are left unattended; whoever occupies them first gets to keep them.

If he can take over Dongxing's territory and greatly increase his power, even if he doesn't become the leader, no one will dare to underestimate him.

But he still shook his head.

"We can't eat anymore."

"So many triads in Hong Kong are eyeing this, like the Wo Luen Shing, 14K, and Sun Yee On. Aren't they all coveting it?"

If we make a move, they will make a move too. Then, not only will we fail to gain territory, but we will also be taken advantage of.

The pheasant was unwilling to give up: "So we're just going to do nothing?"

"Do."

Chan Ho-nam said in a deep voice, "But not in a big way. Big B is dead, and someone will definitely take over his territory. We can take over Causeway Bay, which was originally our territory."

If I take over, many people will give me face. As for the others, let them fight it out first.

Chicken thought for a moment and nodded: "Causeway Bay is our stronghold, taking it over is no problem, but the other territories..."

"Let them fight first."

Chan Ho-nam stood up and said nonchalantly, "I have a feeling that a storm is brewing, that Hong Kong is about to change, just like how life is so simple, it almost came to an end."

Everyone fell silent.

They knew what Chan Ho-nam was talking about.

Ten cities were flattened by atomic bombs, and tens of millions of people turned to ashes overnight.

Although this matter happened thousands of miles away, the fear and helplessness shrouded everyone's heart like dark clouds.

Nobody knows what will happen to Hong Kong next; the world is getting more and more chaotic.

"Brother Hao Nan, tell me, who exactly dropped the atomic bomb?" Chicken asked in a low voice.

Chan Ho-nam shook his head: "I don't know, but no matter which country it is, it's not one we can mess with."

The pheasant shrank its neck and nodded.

Shufen stood up and walked to Chen Haonan's side. "Haonan, tell me, who exactly was the one who killed Feng Yuxiu?"

Chan Ho-nam frowned, recalling what Chicken had said earlier: Fung Yu-sau was killed by a child.

Could a child really kill a master like Feng Yuxiu?

He couldn't believe it, but he knew the pheasant wouldn't lie to him.

"I don't know, but stay away from him. Don't underestimate him just because he looks like a child; you'll suffer a great loss if you do."

Shufen nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Bao Pi stood up from the ground and brushed the dust off his pants: "Brother Hao Nan, no matter what happens in the future, I'll follow you. Wherever you go, I'll go."

Chicken and Banana Peel also stood up and walked to Chan Ho-nam's side: "Me too."

A slow smile crept onto Chan Ho-nam's lips. Although Big B was dead, Sister Thirteen was dead, and Chiang Tin-sang was dead, he still had these brothers.

With them around, he wasn't afraid of any storms.

"Let's go." He waved his hand. "Back to Causeway Bay."

Several people walked out of the church.