Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Streets in Causeway Bay.

The neon lights flashed with colorful lights.

Nightclubs, bars, saunas, and gambling dens were bustling with activity.

This is one of the most bustling areas in Hong Kong, and also the territory of Hung Hing.

It used to be Big B's guild hall, but after Big B died, it was leaderless for a time.

Now, Chan Ho-nam is back.

Dozens of people walked in a large procession down the street.

Dozens of people were standing at the entrance of a nightclub, and the guy who was unlucky was one of the top henchmen of the handsome Kun.

When he saw Chan Ho-nam and his group approaching, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

"stop!"

One of the lackeys behind the loser stepped forward and blocked Chen Haonan's path. "This is Brother Kun's territory. Who are you people? How dare you trespass?"

Chicken rushed up from behind and slapped the henchman's hand away: "Are you blind? Don't you know my boss Chan Ho-nam is the boss of Causeway Bay? Who gave you permission to take over our territory?"

The underling stumbled a couple of steps after being pushed, his face flushed red, and he was about to retaliate.

The unlucky guy reached out to stop him, took two steps forward, and looked at Chan Ho-nam standing at the front of the crowd, feeling a little scared.

This guy is a ruthless character who single-handedly killed two tigers from the East Star gang and seventy or eighty other men. If a real fight breaks out, I'm afraid I'll be killed in the first move.

He'd been in the underworld for so many years and seen plenty of formidable people, but he'd never seen anyone this fierce.

I'm afraid only the deceased Feng Yuxiu and Brother Lin Tian could fight against him.

"It's Brother Hao Nan..."

The loser forced a smile, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. We have no intention of taking over your territory."

You probably know what happened last night. Tung Sing was destroyed by Hung Hing, and the various Hung Hing hall masters were killed by Tung Sing's Feng Yuxiu.

Hong Kong is only so big, such a lucrative piece of land, and so many triads are eyeing it covetously.

And Big Brother B was killed by Feng Yuxiu, and you guys don't know where he went.

"The territory is empty. If we don't guard it, it won't be us here now, but the 14K and the Wo Shing triads."

After hearing this, the pheasant opened its mouth, wanting to refute, but couldn't find the words.

What the loser said makes sense. Hung Hing and Tung Sing were both badly injured, leaving their territories vacant. If they hadn't sent people to guard them, they would have been taken over by other triads long ago.

Foreskin squeezed up from behind, pointing at the loser's nose: "Even if you're right, we're back, shouldn't the territory be returned?"

The loser subconsciously took a step back, his face looking rather unpleasant. He glanced at Chan Ho-nam, who stood there without saying a word, but his gaze was all too clear.

Causeway Bay is mine, so you fucking get out of here!

The loser swallowed hard, took another step back with apprehension, knowing he couldn't beat Chen Haonan, nor could he beat the dozens of men under his command.

But he just left like that. How is he going to explain this to Brother Kun when he gets back?

"Brother Hao Nan,"

The guy's voice was a little dry. "I'll make a call and ask the boss. We were sent here too. I can't leave like this without getting an accurate answer."

The pheasant's eyes widened: "Make a phone call? You fucking—"

Before he could finish speaking, Chan Ho-nam reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.

Chicken paused for a moment, then turned to look at Chan Ho-nam, who shook his head.

The pheasant swallowed the words that were about to come out and stepped aside.

Knowing his own limitations, Chan Ho-nam knew perfectly well that he was not the expert who had killed seventy or eighty people.

Those were all framed by others.

Chen Haonan wasn't afraid of the guys using machetes; he was confident in his own men's fighting ability.

The problem was that the thugs behind the loser all pulled out pistols from their waists.

The gun barrels gleamed coldly under the streetlights, their dark muzzles pointed directly at them.

Chen Haonan's pupils contracted slightly. With dozens of guns, if a real fight broke out, and he was standing at the very front, he would be the first one riddled with bullets.

He was experienced in the ways of the world and knew when to be tough and when to be soft.

Now is the time to soften.

"You idiot, go ahead and tell Brother Kun that I, Chan Ho-nam, am back."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Don't worry, Brother Hao Nan, I will definitely pass on the message."

He turned and walked into the nightclub, his steps quick, as if he were fleeing.

The young men, fearless like newborn calves, still held their guns, but neither fired nor retreated.

The two sides are locked in a standoff.

Chicken leaned closer to Chan Ho-nam and whispered, "Ho-nam, are you just going to let him go like that?"

Chan Ho-nam looked at him without saying a word.

Chicken got angry: "Causeway Bay is our territory, why should they occupy it?"

"I'm not telling him to leave."

Chan Ho-nam said, "I'm keeping my brothers alive."

He glanced at Brother Kun's henchmen, then at the dark muzzles of the guns. "Chicken, think about it, how many guns do we have?"

The pheasant paused for a moment, then looked back at its own men.

There were dozens of people, all carrying machetes and iron pipes, with only two or three old revolvers.

If a real fight breaks out, they'll be sitting ducks.

The fire in my heart was extinguished instantly.

"Big Brother is doing this for our own good," Bao Pi whispered from behind. "He's afraid we'll get hurt."

Banana Peel nodded: "Big brother, we'll listen to you."

The pheasant lowered its head and said nothing more.

Chan Ho-nam patted him on the shoulder without saying anything. He knew Chicken was resentful, but he couldn't let his brothers die because of a momentary impulse.

He's the eldest brother, so he has to be responsible for his brothers' lives.

Not long after, the loser came out of the nightclub, looking much better than when he went in, and even had a slight smile on his face.

He walked up to Chan Ho-nam, bowed slightly, and became much more respectful: "Brother Ho-nam, Brother Kwan said that Causeway Bay is now under your jurisdiction."

The pheasant was stunned for a moment, the foreskin was stunned, and the banana peel stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Chan Ho-nam remained expressionless and silent.

The loser continued, "Brother Kun said he's always had high hopes for you. Now that Brother Kun wants to be the leader of Hung Hing, you're a smart guy."

Chan Ho-nam looked at him and nodded, indicating that he understood.

But he didn't express his loyalty, not even a single "good".

His nod doesn't mean he's going to become Laughing Kun's lackey.

The loser thought he had agreed, and his smile deepened. With a wave of his hand, he led his men away.

Dozens of people quickly disappeared around the street corner.

On the streets of Causeway Bay, only Chan Ho-nam and his group remained.

Chan Ho-nam walked into the nightclub.

Chicken couldn't hold back any longer: "Hao Nan, are we just going to hang out with Liang Kun like this? Damn, I feel disgusted just thinking about Liang Kun's face."

Bao Pi nodded: "Yes, brother. We all know what kind of person Liang Kun is. He's treacherous and cunning, and he'll turn his back on you if he doesn't want to be seen."

I don't want to associate with him. He has a grudge against Big B, and we're Big B's men.

Banana Peel didn't speak, but his eyes said it all.

Chan Ho-nam leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, took an unopened bottle of wine from the coffee table, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

"Who said we were going to follow him?"

He put down the bottle and looked at them.

The pheasant was stunned: "Then why did you nod just now...?"

"My nodding means I understand what he's saying, but it doesn't mean I agree to follow him."

Chicken scratched his head, a little confused: "But Causeway Bay is under our control now, isn't that his territory? He gave us the territory, doesn't that mean we have to follow him?"

Chan Ho-nam shook his head: "Causeway Bay has always belonged to us. He's just doing me a favor, giving me face. As for whether or not we should follow him, that's a matter for later."

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