sjar Chapter 547 Taking Down He Liansheng!
Chapter 547 Taking Down He Liansheng!
"Alright!" The prince ran out excitedly, and soon the voice calling for his brothers could be heard.
Tachibana Masahito walked up to Ye Haoxuan and asked, "Brother Xuan, do you want to go too?"
"No need." Ye Haoxuan shook his head. "You stay at headquarters to prevent Wo Luen Shing from launching a feint attack. Although Chiang Tin Yeung has been captured, he may still have some remaining influence in Hong Kong. We can't be careless."
"Understood." Ye Haoxuan stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the sky outside, which was gradually darkening.
With Jiang Tianyang arrested, Chen Haonan captured, and Lei Yaoyang imprisoned, Tung Sing has temporarily collapsed. As long as Camel doesn't return, Tung Sing can't stir up any more trouble; it's leaderless.
However, the provocations by Wo Luen Shing and the Southeast Asian forces behind Chiang Tien-yeung have not yet been resolved.
The turmoil in Hong Kong's underworld has never truly subsided.
He pulled out his mobile phone and called Han Bin: "Han Bin, the Crown Prince has gone to support you. Be steady, take back the territory first, and we'll settle the score later."
Han Bin's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Don't worry, Brother Xuan, we're waiting for the Crown Prince to come. We'll definitely teach Wo Luen Shing a lesson!"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Haoxuan's eyes became resolute.
After dealing with Jiang Tianyang, the next step is to deal with the forces behind him, then Dongxing, followed by Wo Luen Shing, and finally those restless small gangs.
He wanted the entire Hong Kong underworld to know that Hung Hing belonged to Ye Haoxuan, and no one could touch it!
As night deepened, the lights at the Hung Hing headquarters remained on. Prince and his brothers had already set off, heading towards the border.
Han Bin, with about thirty brothers, stood guard at the entrance of the occupied hair salon, holding a cigarette in his hand, the cigarette butt almost burning his fingers. After the Wo Luen Shing gang took over the place, they set up tables and chairs at the entrance to drink and play drinking games, deliberately leaving the door wide open to show off, while cursing and saying that Hung Hing was already at its last gasp after beating Chiang Tin Yeung.
"Brother Bin, Prince is here!" The underling's shout had barely faded when three vans drove up from the street corner. The doors opened with a "whoosh," and Prince jumped out first, carrying a steel pipe. Feng Yuxiu followed behind, his black outfit stained with night dew, his eyes as cold as ice.
Fifty men filed out, their footsteps making the ground tremble, and instantly surrounded the entrance to the hair salon.
The leader of Wo Luen Shing was a burly man with a buzz cut named Scarface. He was currently munching on braised food. Seeing this scene, he remained calm, tossed aside his bone, wiped his mouth, and stood up.
"Oh, the Crown Prince? What, Hung Hing has run out of manpower and sent you, a brute?"
The prince took a step forward, slammed the steel pipe into the ground, and dust flew up.
“Scarface, Brother Xuan said that you dare to touch Hung Hing’s stuff. Hand over the place and cut off a finger as an apology, and we’ll let you go today.”
Scarface scoffed and waved for his men behind him to grab their weapons: "Bullshit! Jiang Tianyang has been arrested. Your Hung Hing won't last long. These two territories are mine now. Come and take them if you dare!"
"Stubborn fool!" The Crown Prince's eyes flashed, and he swung his steel pipe, striking one of Scarface's henchmen squarely on the shoulder. The henchman screamed and fell to the ground. At the same time, Feng Yuxiu moved, drawing two short swords with a flash of cold light, disarming two of the Wo Luen Shing henchmen with their machetes. His movements were so fast that they left only afterimages.
The Hung Hing brothers had been holding back their anger for a long time, and when they saw the Crown Prince make a move, they immediately rushed forward.
Although the Wo Luen Shing gang numbered about forty, most of them were looters taking advantage of the chaos, no match for the elite Hung Hing forces.
Within ten minutes, he was beaten black and blue, lying on the ground howling in pain.
Scarface tried to run, but the prince grabbed him by the back of his collar and slammed him to the ground, a steel pipe pressed against his neck.
"Do you submit or not?" The crown prince's eyes were fierce.
Scarface turned pale and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "I surrender! I surrender! I'll give the place back to you, and I'll cut off my own finger!"
Han Bin walked over and pressed down on the prince's steel pipe: "Don't kill anyone. What Brother Xuan wants is to establish authority, not to make a blood feud."
He looked at Scarface and said, "Get out of here. Tell your boss that not a single needle can be touched in Hung Hing's territory. If you dare to cross the line again, next time it won't be as simple as just getting rid of the place."
Scarface scrambled away with his men, and his underlings immediately rushed into the shampoo room to clean up the mess.
The prince kicked the tables and chairs on the ground, feeling unsatisfied: "Brother Bin, is that all? That's too easy on them!"
Han Bin smiled and pointed to several shops with their lights on nearby: "Look at those shops, the card room, the convenience store, they're all on the fringes of Wo Luen Shing, they usually just make a living by collecting protection money. Brother Xuan said we don't need to wipe them out completely, but we should make them remember the pain—why not take over these shops as well, both to expand our territory and to keep Wo Luen Shing from causing any more trouble."
The prince's eyes lit up: "Brother Bin is so thoughtful! Let's go, brothers, strike while the iron is hot and take over these other families too!"
Those low-level members of the Wo Luen Shing brothels on the fringes had already heard the fighting outside. Seeing the Hung Hing men rushing in, they didn't even dare to resist and simply packed up and ran. In less than half an hour, Hung Hing not only regained control...
The two venues that were occupied also included four more shops belonging to Lian Sheng. Han Bin ordered a few of his men to stay behind and guard the area, while the rest retreated to the street corner and took out a mobile phone to call Ye Haoxuan.
At the Hung Hing headquarters, Ye Haoxuan had just finished listening to Tony's report on the movements of the remaining Tung Sing forces when his cell phone rang.
"Brother Xuan, it's all settled. We've taken back the venue and also seized four shops from He Lian Sheng. No one was hurt." Han Bin's voice was calm and steady.
Ye Haoxuan leaned back in his chair, his fingertips tracing the edge of the mobile phone, a faint smile playing on his lips:
"Well done. Guard those venues well and don't give Wo Luen Shing a chance to fight back. Let the Prince and the others come back and rest first. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow."
"clear."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Haoxuan stood up and instructed Tachibana Masahito: "Please keep a close eye on headquarters. If Jiang Tianyang's remaining forces dare to come, take them down immediately."
"Don't worry." Tachibana Masahito nodded slightly.
Ye Haoxuan changed into a clean shirt, shed his hostility, and walked out of the headquarters with a light step.
Night had fallen, and the streets of Hong Kong Island had lost their daytime hustle and bustle, with only the streetlights casting a dim yellow light that stretched his shadow long.
He didn't let his younger brother take him; instead, he hailed a taxi and gave Qiu Ti's address.
Qiu Ti lives in an old-style residential building. There are several magnolia trees planted downstairs, and a faint fragrance of flowers wafts in when the evening breeze blows.
Ye Haoxuan tiptoed upstairs, didn't ring the doorbell, and took out his key to open the door—it was the key Qiu Ti had given him last time, saying she was afraid he would come late and disturb the neighbors.
The lights were off inside, except for a warm yellow glow from the kitchen, from which the faint sounds of bowls and chopsticks clattering could be heard.
Ye Haoxuan walked over quietly, leaned against the kitchen doorway, and watched Qiu Ti's back.