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Lian Haolong was very uneasy, so with the support of dozens of his underlings, he drove more than a dozen unlicensed cars to Tsim Sha Tsui.
Although Tsim Sha Tsui is Fok Man-yiu's territory, it's hard not to speculate when Ho Lung makes such a grand entrance.
Is Wo Shing Pharma planning to go head-to-head with Fok Man-yiu?
But at this moment, Lian Haolong couldn't care less about anything else. In his heart, as long as he could rescue his younger brother, he was willing to break ties with Huo Wenyao.
If Lian Haodong falls into the hands of the police, distributing heroin is a serious crime, and it will be much more troublesome to get it out.
Therefore, at this moment, Lian Haolong is racing against time to get to Tsim Sha Tsui to save his younger brother.
But Lian Haodong was completely unaware of this, and instead looked excited.
Inside a private room at the Night Owl Bar.
Lian Haodong was with several sexy girls, singing and dancing. There were still some unsold goods and a large stack of Hong Kong dollars on the coffee table.
The whole scene was one of extravagance and debauchery.
One after another, the underlings returned to the private room and handed over the money they had earned from selling the goods to Lian Haodong.
Looking at the ever-growing pile of banknotes, Lian Haodong's eyes were filled with barely suppressed excitement.
Meanwhile, the girls dressed in flamboyant attire had their eyes shining, their faces, covered in thick foundation, radiating a fawning expression.
This gave Lian Haodong an increasing sense of accomplishment and pleasure.
"323" quietly enters the village; do not fire.
"Brother Dong, do you think Huo Wenyao is an idiot? He won't do such a profitable business."
One of the henchmen looked at Lian Haodong with a big smile and said.
"Why do you care so much? It's his business if he doesn't do it. It's a good thing for me, hahaha."
Lian Haodong had a smug smile on his face.
However, we don't have much stock left, so we need to prepare more quickly.
Previously, Lian Haodong only dared to sell in small venues.
But once he tasted success, he couldn't stop, and no one was watching Huo Wenyao.
He thought he had done a good job of hiding, and that Huo Wenyao's men hadn't discovered him. He was quite smug, thinking to himself that Huo Wenyao's men were all good-for-nothings, and he gave them a good thrashing.
Lian Haodong has become increasingly audacious, and has accumulated a considerable number of clients, making so much money that his hands cramp from counting it.
Lian Haodong took out his phone and dialed the number.
Soon, laughter came from the other side:
"Brother Dong, what's up?"
"Get me some more stock. I'm almost sold out. Hurry up, don't delay my earnings."
"No way, Dong-ge, how long has it been since you got your last batch of goods? It's already sold out so quickly. Did you find some good connections? Hehe, give me a hand too."
"Enough with the nonsense. Cash on delivery. I don't have time to waste with your chatter. That's it, I'm hanging up."
Lian Haodong hung up the phone cursing. He wasn't afraid that the other party would try anything funny. After all, his older brother was the head of Zhongxinyi, and no one in the underworld would dare to disrespect him.
Lian Haodong didn't want anyone else to get involved in this business. Since Huo Wenyao wouldn't allow it to be sold, then Lian Haodong was the only one in the entire Tsim Sha Tsui who dared to do this.
As the most bustling area in Hong Kong, Tsim Sha Tsui was bound to make him a fortune.
By then, he will no longer be the incompetent leader that his elder brother looks down upon, but someone who can create value for the gang.
Lian Haodong's reputation has been poor over the years, and there are many voices within the gang that look down on him.
Although Lian Haodong is indeed somewhat hopeless, he is still trying his best to clear his bad reputation in order to prove himself.
If we can make a fortune at Huo Wenyao's place this time, then who will dare to call him a good-for-nothing?
What none of you dare to do, I, Haodong, dare to do, and I even succeeded. Tell me, aren't you angry?
"Brother Dong, we guys want to have some fun too."
One of Lian Haodong's more trusted underlings approached him, his eyes fixed on Lian Haodong, but he kept glancing at the thick wad of cash on the table.
Lian Haodong lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked quite pleased with himself. He then picked up the money on the table, took out a portion, and handed it to a few of his underlings.
"Here, take this and spend it. If you need more, just ask me. Remember, as long as you follow me, Lian Haodong, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury."
"Thank you, Brother Dong! All the brothers want to keep following Brother Dong and make big money."
When the henchmen heard Lian Haodong's words and looked at the brand-new banknotes in their hands, they immediately beamed with joy.
Lian Haodong nodded in satisfaction. He knew that if you wanted a horse to run, you had to feed it grass.
He's not short-sighted; he's willing to risk his life for these people for a pittance. He's counting on these underlings to make money for him.
Unbeknownst to Lian Haodong, Huo Wenyao, along with Qiu Gang'ao and others, had already arrived at the Night Owl Bar in a private room on the second floor that overlooked the main hall.
"Boss, Lian Haolong, the loyal and righteous one, has already led dozens of his men this way."
Upon hearing Tian Yangsheng's words, Huo Wenyao smiled, but ultimately couldn't sit still any longer.
"Block him and don't let him get here. Let him in after I send a message."
"Yes, boss."
Tian Yangsheng walked out of the private room, intending to lead his henchmen to stop Lian Haolong.
"Brother Yao, is there anything else you need?"
The owner of Night Owl Bar stood respectfully behind Huo Wenyao, a smile plastered on his face.
The boss was also feeling extremely apprehensive at this moment, ever since Huo Wenyao took over Tsim Sha Tsui.
It can be said that for anyone doing business in Tsim Sha Tsui, Fok Man-yiu is their top boss.
To ensure a stable business, protection money is essential.
The owner of this bar was quite clever; he chose to join Huo Wenyao's group, which not only exempted him from protection fees but also provided him with protection.
Moreover, business has become very good, and security companies often come to take care of the business.
But this was also the first time the boss had seen Huo Wenyao, this legendary figure.
Looking at the boss of bosses, the big boss behind him, it would be a lie to say he wasn't excited, but he was also afraid that he might not provide adequate service and anger Huo Wenyao, which would be a loss.
"You did a great job. There's nothing else here, you can go back to your work now."
"All the losses suffered by the bar today will be charged to the security company."
Huo Wenyao waved the bar owner away, adding a final remark that immediately brought a smile to the owner's face.
"Thank you, Brother Yao. I'll head down to the outhouse now."
The boss respectfully left the private room, stood at the door, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Lian Haodong, known as "324," has been sanctioned.
For some reason, Huo Wenyao didn't exude any aura, but just standing there gave him a great sense of pressure.
That was the aura of someone in a superior position, making the boss not even dare to take a deep breath.
Although the boss knew that Huo Wenyao hadn't come here to interrogate him, he still had a bad feeling that something big was going to happen.
The boss knew that someone was selling heroin in the place, but someone above told him not to interfere. He also didn't know that it was Lian Haodong in his place.
The owner finally felt relieved after hearing Huo Wenyao's final words of reassurance, knowing that Huo Wenyao would take responsibility even if the bar was vandalized.
Inside the private room, Ah Hu and the others each had their arms around a girl, drinking and chatting.
They all looked completely at ease, but they were there to watch the show.
Huo Wenyao stood by the window, holding a glass of wine, savoring it slowly.
My gaze drifted into the bar lobby, where colorful lights flashed and bodies writhed wildly, releasing their hormones with abandon.
Huo Wenyao's face was expressionless, and his eyes were like a still pool, calm and undisturbed, making it impossible to discern his true emotions.
Meanwhile, Ma Jun was still keeping watch at the Dongman Bar.
A moment later, a team member came up to him, his eyes filled with barely concealed excitement.
"Officer Ma, we've made a major discovery. We found someone distributing heroin at the East Man Bar."
Upon hearing his teammate's words, Ma Junteng immediately stood up and excitedly asked:
"Is the news reliable?"
"The message came from Group Two. They said they saw it with their own eyes, so it can't be wrong."
The team member said with great confidence, and the others also looked excited upon hearing the news.
After waiting for so long, we finally caught him. It wasn't easy.
Ma Jun's face broke into a wide smile, revealing two rows of large, yellow teeth.
"Let's go, gather and head to Dongman Bar."
Soon, a group of plainclothes police officers gathered at the entrance of the bar, and the leader was Ma Jun.