Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

The news spread very quickly.

It's happening abnormally fast, like someone is deliberately spreading it.

The Hung Hing members were the first to know, followed by the Wo Luen Shing, 14K, and Sun Yee On.

In less than half a day, the news spread throughout both the legitimate and underworld circles of Hong Kong: Chiang Tin-yeung was dead, killed by Chan Ho-nam.

He didn't even spare his dozens of henchmen, or the stray dogs on the roadside; they were all dead.

The topic of conversation was everywhere – in tea restaurants, bars, saunas, and gambling dens.

Some people were talking animatedly, some were stunned, and some were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

That's Jiang Tianyang, Jiang Tiansheng's younger brother, who has been operating in Southeast Asia for many years and wields considerable power.

He just died like that?

Was he killed by Chan Ho-nam alone?

"Have you heard? Jiang Tianyang invited Chen Haonan to discuss something, wanting Chen Haonan to support him in becoming the leader, but Chen Haonan refused."

When you refused, Jiang Tianyang immediately turned hostile and tried to keep him. Good heavens, Chen Haonan, in a fit of rage, killed Jiang Tianyang and, in the process, chopped down dozens of his henchmen.

"Is Zun Du fake? Chen Haonan killed dozens of people by himself?"

"Of course it's true! You've forgotten, Chan Ho-nam single-handedly killed two Tigers of Tung Sing plus seventy or eighty men back then. What's a few dozen more deaths now?"

"My goodness, Chan Ho-nam is too fierce! A man's rage can cause bloodshed. He even dared to chop up Chiang Tin-yeung; who in Hong Kong will dare to mess with him now?"

"Who says otherwise? From now on, everyone will have to avoid Chan Ho-nam. He truly deserves to be called the boss of Causeway Bay."

In Causeway Bay, Chan Ho-nam sat in a private room at a nightclub, holding a glass of wine but not drinking it.

Several newspapers were spread out on the coffee table in front of me, all with the headline about Jiang Tianyang's murder, each headline more exaggerated than the last.

"Hung Hing infighting, Chan Ho-nam massacres the Chiang family", "Causeway Bay boss strikes again, Chiang Tin-yeung dies", "Hong Kong underworld shakes up, Chan Ho-nam slaughters the Chiang family alone".

Chicken pushed open the door, his face full of excitement, his voice trembling: "Brother Haonan, you're amazing! I thought that old fox Jiang Tianyang was so powerful, but you took care of him in one fell swoop."

Bao Pi followed him in, holding a newspaper in his hand: "Brother Hao Nan, didn't you say you wouldn't help Liang Kun?"

Why did he turn around and kill Jiang Tianyang?

This is clearing obstacles for Handsome Kun, and it's good that he's been cut. That old bastard Chiang Tin-yeung deserved to be cut.

Banana Peel also came over, giving a thumbs up with his face full of admiration.

Chen Haonan looked at his brothers, his lips twitched, and he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

He put down his wine glass, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

You know your own situation best.

After leaving Jiang Tianyang's villa, they returned to Causeway Bay without even having a meal.

He really didn't know how Jiang Tianyang died, nor did he know who killed him.

No sooner had he left than someone murdered Jiang Tianyang and then falsely accused him of the crime.

Chan Ho-nam opened his mouth, wanting to say that he did not kill Chiang Tin-yeung, wanting to say that he was innocent.

But he couldn't bring himself to say it, because if he did, everyone would know that he, Chan Ho-nam, wasn't that powerful, and that he wasn't the one who killed seventy or eighty people.

His enemies will come knocking, and those who want to climb over him to get ahead will be eager to do so. He might even lose his life because of it.

Seeing that he was silent, Chicken assumed he was thinking about something and poured him a glass of wine: "Brother Hao Nan, now the whole of Hong Kong knows how powerful you are."

"Brother Kun definitely won't dare to underestimate you anymore. From now on, who will dare to mess with us in Causeway Bay?"

Bao Pi chimed in, "Right, right, even Jiang Tianyang has been killed, who would dare to invade our territory?"

Chan Ho-nam picked up his glass and took a sip. The wine was bitter. Looking at the dark red liquid in the glass, he felt a mix of emotions.

He knew he had to admit it; whoever killed Jiang Tianyang, he had to take the blame.

This is his talisman, his weapon to intimidate his enemies.

He couldn't let anyone know that he didn't know martial arts, and he couldn't let anyone know that he wasn't the one who killed seventy or eighty people.

"Brother Haonan, you..." Chicken cautiously probed when he saw that his expression was off.

Chan Ho-nam waved his hand: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired from chopping. You guys go out first, let me have some peace and quiet."

The pheasant wanted to say something more, but Baopi pulled him back and shook his head.

The group left the private room and quietly closed the door.

Chan Ho-nam sat alone on the sofa, staring at the ceiling.

The light was a bit too bright, so he squinted, his mind preoccupied with what the pheasant had just said.

He was indeed clearing obstacles for Leung Kwan. With Chiang Tin-yeung dead, the biggest obstacle to Leung Kwan becoming the leader was gone.

He didn't want to help Liang Kun, but the fact is that this step did help him.

No matter who killed Jiang Tianyang, Liang Kun would believe it was him and would appreciate the favor.

"Who is it?"

Chan Ho-nam muttered to himself, "Who on earth is trying to frame me?"

No one answered.

At the Hung Hing headquarters, Leung Kwan was lying on the sofa smoking a cigar. Two women in cheongsams sat next to him, one pouring him wine and the other massaging his shoulders.

He squinted, enjoying a cigar as he smoked.

Someone knocked on the door, and the loser walked in, both hurried and excited: "Brother Kun."

Liang Kun raised his eyelids slightly: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Brother Kun, Chiang Tin-yeung is dead. He was killed by Chan Ho-nam!"

Handsome Kun sat up abruptly, pushed away the woman next to him, glared at the loser, and said in a slightly unsteady voice, "What did you say? Jiang Tianyang is dead? Killed by Chen Haonan? Are you sure?"

"Confirmed! The news has spread throughout Hong Kong."

The loser swallowed hard. "Jiang Tianyang arranged to meet Chen Haonan. Chen Haonan left, and Jiang Tianyang's villa was filled with corpses."

Not a single survivor was left. I heard even the stray dogs on the roadside were chopped off. It's fucking cruel.

Liang Kun stood up and paced back and forth. He hadn't expected Chen Haonan to be so fierce. Jiang Tianyang had been operating in Southeast Asia for many years and had a huge influence. His men were all desperate criminals. Chen Haonan wiped them all out by himself.

He suddenly stopped and laughed out loud: "That kid Chan Ho-nam is pretty good. He just joined me and he's already done such a brilliant thing, clearing all the obstacles for me to become the leader. It seems that giving him Causeway Bay was definitely worth it."

The loser gave a thumbs-up: "Boss, you're awesome! It's fate that Kun is destined to be the leader. No matter how powerful Chen Haonan is, he still has to be Kun's underling, right?"

Liang Kun waved his hand, but couldn't hide the smile on his lips: "Chan Ho-nam is a talented person, we should make good use of him in the future."

But we can't let him get too cocky, or he'll become arrogant.

Send someone to Causeway Bay to deliver something to Chan Ho-nam, and tell him I'm thanking him.

"What should I send?"

"Send money, send alcohol, send a few women."

With a cigar dangling from his lips, Lung Kwan said, "Tell him again that when Hung Hing holds its general meeting, I will propose that he become the leader of Hung Hing and succeed Big B."

Now Chan Ho-nam should be satisfied.

The loser responded and turned to leave.

Liang Kun sat back on the sofa, picked up his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The situation in Hung Hing has finally changed.

Chen Haonan sat in the private room, looking at the gifts on the coffee table: a case of foreign liquor, a stack of cash worth five or six hundred thousand, and several glamorous women.

The woman had been invited to the next private room by Chicken and his gang, and the money and wine were left on the coffee table.

"Brother Hao Nan, what does Liang Kun mean by this?" Chicken picked up a wad of cash and flipped through it.

Chan Ho-nam said calmly, "He wants me to work for him."

"So, shall we do it or not?"

Chan Ho-nam nodded. "I'll accept it for now."

"Leave the wine, and give half the money to everyone. As for the rest, we'll talk about it later."

"No! Haonan, this money is yours..."

"Alright, whether we're still brothers or not, listen to me."

Pheasant and Foreskin smiled upon hearing this, took some of the money, and went out.

Only Chen Haonan remained in the private room, his hands idly touching a pile of cash.

Leung Kwan is truly generous to his own people.

Big B never gave him even a tenth of what he had.

"Money, what a bastard..."

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