Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

Across the street from Yuen Long Main Road on Hop Yik Street, New Territories Chinese Detective Inspector Chan Tung's fingers trembled slightly as he held a cigarette. He glanced at Lui Lok, who stood respectfully to the side, a promising junior colleague.

"Sigh..." Chen Tong sighed and patted Lei Luo on the shoulder: "Young man, is encountering such a killer your good fortune or your calamity?"

"I don't know..." Lei Luo shook his head blankly. Today he received a notice from He Ping'an to come to Yuen Long Main Road to keep watch, and also asked him to call more people.

Lei Luo was ambitious too. Leaving aside He Ping'an's 100,000 dollars, just for the title of "King of Herbal Tea," Lei Luo wouldn't miss the opportunity to curry favor with He Ping'an. He even invited Chen Tong, the New Territories Chinese Detective Inspector, to oversee things. Who knew…

"Tap tap tap..."

He Ping'an stepped into the teahouse, his footsteps echoing the worn floorboards. Chen Tong and the other detectives all rose respectfully. Seriously? "Surrender and you won't be killed!" Ah, whose line was that? Not a single fool dared to flaunt their police authority!

"Mr. He..." Lei Luo stepped forward with a stiff upper lip.

"Not bad, you're pretty good..." He Ping'an patted Lei Luo on the shoulder, his gaze settling on Chen Tong in the middle of the crowd. "Go clean up the mess, and as for the tea fee... Bai Tou will pay!"

"Hahaha……"

Only after He Ping'an left with a flourish did the group of detectives dare to breathe a sigh of relief. "Uncle, what do we do now?"

"What do we do?" Chen Tong glared at the idiot who had spoken up and walked towards Lei Luo. "You're lucky, kid... Bai Tou's protection money and interest for a month, with dozens of us, that's at least 20,000 yuan per person!"

"Hehe... Mr. He is so generous!" Lei Luo laughed awkwardly, he had passed this test today!

Hop Yik Street, Hop Seng Street, Hop Wo Street, Hop Wo Back Street, and Hop Fat Street are collectively known as the Five Hop Streets. Hop Yik Street is closest to Yuen Long Main Road, while Hop Fat Street is the furthest.

At this moment, the heads of the five major families of the New Territories in Hop Fook Street were gathered together drinking tea, surrounded by their respective heirs. Downstairs, a dense crowd of burly young men stood, some with bulging belts at their waists, clearly carrying firearms.

Around the round table, the five clan leaders sat either smoking or staring intently at their teacups, none of them speaking. They sat there quietly, waiting for news.

"Huff huff..."

Five young men, panting heavily, spoke up one after the other.

"Chieftain, the gunfire has stopped... Mr. He has safely exited Ronghua Restaurant!"

"Chief, shortly after Mr. He entered the restaurant, more than twenty burly men with guns suddenly rushed out from the crowd. They...they shouted, 'Surrender and you will not be killed!'"

"Crack!" The teacup fell to the ground and shattered! Ignoring the hot water splashed on his legs, Peng Yuansheng abruptly stood up, his voice cracking with excitement: "Surrender and you won't be killed?"

With a thud, Peng Yuansheng slumped back into his chair, his face ashen. The other four looked equally grim, as if they had lost their parents.

Suddenly, someone downstairs shouted... "Mr. He has arrived!"

"Tap tap tap..."

The distinct footsteps, each one like a blow to the hearts of the five. He Ping'an, expressionless, swept his gaze over them, his cold voice freezing the summer heat of the tea room:

"Within three years, all profits will be halved, and each household will be reduced to half a cent; the three recipes of the Peng family in Fanling will be permanently reclaimed. From today onwards, the doors of our New Territories factories are open to all people in the New Territories, and we will treat everyone equally!"

This is a notification, not a negotiation!

After finishing his sentence, He Pingan turned and left, decisively and without hesitation.

The five clan leaders didn't ask why! Just like... He Ping'an didn't ask them why Bai Tou was able to find out the true ownership of the herbal tea so quickly. Nor did he ask why the five clans were all gathered here, carrying firearms.

They're all smart people, and they'll be using each other in the future. If things are brought up, the relationship will be ruined! How can they cooperate then?

When He Ping'an returned, Ronghua Restaurant had been cleaned thoroughly, and the damp floor showed no trace of blood. Only the strong stench of blood remained, a testament to the carnage that had just occurred!

"Mr. He..."

He Ping'an gave Chen Tong a friendly smile.

"Detective Chen is efficient and decisive, I admire that! He doesn't bother two people with one matter. Please pass on a message to those three leaders, telling them I'll be waiting for them at Ronghua Restaurant, and they won't wait for me if I don't!"

"No problem!" Chen Tong opened his eyes slightly and accepted the task with an awkward smile.

"You can also send Lei Luo, that kid has some guts..." He Ping'an casually pointed to Lei Luo, who was watching the two of them not far away.

Chen Tong paused, his smile becoming more genuine, and said meaningfully, "Yes, this kid is really bold! It's perfect for me to take him!"

He Ping'an nodded casually, "Yes, Lei Luo is still young, so this is a safer approach!"

After a brief exchange, a mutual compromise following the initial threats, the candidate for the next Chinese Detective Inspector of the New Territories was tentatively decided. "He'll go, I'll take him with me. This Chen Tong still won't admit he's getting old!"

Watching Chen Tong lead his team away, He Ping'an looked away. Looking at his 20-odd commando members, a genuine smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand dismissively:

"Today, your group leader will take the liberty of treating you to a nice meal!"

The three leaders remained rational. After hearing Chen Tong's message, they didn't utter any irrelevant nonsense, nor did they doubt the authenticity of the matter. As for feigning ignorance? No time to lose, who would dare!

Anyway, when He Ping'an had eaten and drunk his fill, the leaders of the three families, Wo Shing Wo, Sun Yee On, and 14K, gathered at Rong Hua with their respective key members.

"One scumbag and two spy chiefs—I'm not going to call you brothers anymore!"

He Pingan waved for the three to sit down, while he remained firmly seated in the main seat, not moving an inch.

Lacking even the most basic courtesy of getting up to greet him, He Ping'an was arrogant to the point of being rude. However, these people were still shrewd, especially after Chen Tong had taken them to visit the garbage dump.

No one stepped forward, and He Ping'an shook his head slightly in disappointment. Then, his face hardened, and his sharp gaze swept over the crowd. Pointing at the men who were kneeling on either side with their hands tied behind their backs—essentially prisoners—his words were filled with murderous intent:

"I called you here for two things... First, to show you a show! I've just finished the initial interrogation of Whitehead and his scumbags. Some of the most heinous criminals have been executed! You... will witness the execution!"

"The second thing... No more triads are allowed in the New Territories. Kill one if you see one, kill two if you see two. If anyone dares to plant a flag, starting from the triad leader, only the ringleaders will be executed, and the big bosses will be spared!"

He Ping'an may not be able to kill all the thugs, but he can kill all the thug leaders!

"Bang bang bang..."

Over a hundred shots rang out, marking the end of the three major triads' rule in the New Territories. Of course, the trouble wasn't over yet…

With such a major event involving the People's Liberation Army crossing the sea, the Hong Kong British government naturally wouldn't remain indifferent.

"I think you should feel fortunate, even secretly pleased, about what happened today. After all, my soldiers were in civilian clothes, weren't they?"

He Ping'an's casual remark interrupted the Governor of Hong Kong and Kowloon's incessant chatter. He was only afraid of the mainland occupying Hong Kong and Kowloon; who cared about anything else…

However, the British pride still prompted the Governor of Hong Kong and Kowloon to utter a few harsh words. He Ping'an laughed it off and simply hung up the phone.