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Five minutes later, he signed the document.
Tung Sing has secured the most crucial link in Hong Kong's underground banking network, while Tin Yiu Society is still unaware of where this loophole was created.
After that, all of Tianyao Image's external activities stopped, and the two mainland capital firms that originally wanted to rely on it also quietly withdrew their investments without leaving a trace.
But it's not over yet.
In the Southern District of Hong Kong Island, a casino outpost controlled by the Tin Yiu Society has secretly resumed operations during this period. The location has been moved to the basement of an abandoned shopping mall, and the operation has been rebranded as a "private gambling den".
When the news spread, Xu Lang was sitting in the conference room upstairs in the main building reviewing accounts.
Hong Wentong spread the documents out on the table and said something.
"They're starting to act desperately!"
"This place uses their last secret supply line; the betting flow comes from a flower and bird market!"
Xu Lang finished reading the document, said nothing, and nodded.
Wang Jianjun understood, got up and went out, and issued the transfer order three minutes later.
At 11 p.m. that night, three groups of people from the Tung Sing Tong gang sneaked into the underground shopping mall in batches and surrounded the entire underground gambling game in less than ten minutes.
No physical violence occurred on site, but everyone involved had their face photographed, and the information was archived and sent back to the Tung Sing headquarters.
The next morning, the entire "private poker game" was shut down, all the equipment and personnel disappeared, and even the owner was replaced.
That night, Tianyao Society fell completely silent.
Their peripheral gambling operations were wiped out, logistics were disrupted, the media exposed them, and they faced financial blockade. Even the most basic gambling den of the triad was destroyed by Tung Sing.
Rumors circulated that the Tianyao Society had begun to split, with Zhao Dong's old buddies all avoiding him, Lin Shaobin completely out of contact, and several blocks of their men being forced to relinquish their territory in a silent handover without a single word exchanged.
Xu Lang has not made another appearance.
He sat on the top floor of the main building. The wind was strong outside the window, and the office was unusually quiet.
The documents were piled up, the tea was warm, and he stared motionlessly at the city map that covered an entire wall. A cigarette burned to the end and fell into the ashtray without making a sound.
It was only then that everyone in the Hong Kong Island community realized something.
It's not that Dongxing doesn't kill people, but rather that (Li, Qian, and Zhao) simply disdain using knives.
They don't even need to touch a single person to completely destroy a nascent organization.
This is Xu Lang's approach—no bloodshed, but the bone is visible.
Three days later, the political climate in the various branches of Hong Kong Island had completely shifted.
Tung Sing's name once again firmly surpassed all other gangs, and even the usually profit-driven scattered gangs began to actively gravitate towards them. Many peripheral businessmen directly sent people to deliver project information, hoping to be affiliated with Tung Sing's "..." cooperative operation.
Chapter 586 The Gambling Game Was Forcibly Demolished
The most common saying circulating in various districts is: Xu Lang didn't get angry, but whoever got hurt knows how much it hurts.
Just when everyone thought the situation was about to calm down, a completely new face suddenly barged into the game.
It was Friday night, and Lei Yaoyang was patrolling the outer area of the East Star Kowloon East Pier.
I had just finished dealing with a financial dispute and was about to return to headquarters when I received a call from an unknown number.
"I'm Hasegawa!" The other person's Mandarin had a slight accent, and they got straight to the point.
"I want to see Xu Lang!"
Lei Yaoyang frowned, didn't reply immediately, and asked a question.
Which organization are you from?
The other party only replied with one sentence.
587 "I'm not from Hong Kong Island, I'm from Southeast Asia!"
Before Lei Yaoyang could ask any more questions, the call ended.
Lei Yaoyang immediately reported the situation, and Hong Wentong's expression hardened after hearing it.
He then took out a thickly sealed document bag from the drawer, unfolded it, and inside were maps showing the recent movement and contact routes of some organizations in several Southeast Asian countries.
Among the many records.
The name "Hasegawa" only appeared once, as noted in the notes.
"A coordinator from a certain group in Southeast China, whose identity is unknown, is suspected of having political and business backgrounds!"
This person has never appeared in the Yakuza, the Black Market Alliance, or the local conglomerate system (BFEA), but has frequently appeared on the lists of transit negotiations and regional funding arrangements in the past year or so. He is not involved in a gang system, but rather in a gray structure that is not in the open.
Xu Lang listened without expression, and only said one sentence:
"Let him come!"
The next day, the time was set for 3 p.m., and the location was arranged in an office building owned by East Star Holdings in Central, Hong Kong Island. The floor was only rented to private business partners and was closed to the public on weekdays, with no signs outside.
At exactly three o'clock, Hasegawa appeared on time.
He was dressed in a sharp suit, around forty years old, with a calm expression, and accompanied by no one.
Upon entering, he first removed his hat, then gave a slight bow, and only then spoke.
"Long admire!"
Xu Lang sat in a single sofa in the reception area, looking perfectly normal. Hong Wentong and Wang Jianjun were beside him, while Aji stood behind him, remaining silent.
After Hasegawa sat down, he took out a draft contract and a photo from his briefcase. The photo was an aerial view of a dock, clearly marked, with even the container numbers written out clearly.
"This is a temporarily vacated resource site in the southeast, and our group plans to manage and operate it for a year and a half!"
"If Mr. Xu is interested, the Tung Sing Gang can take over!"
Hong Wentong took the photos and draft contract, glanced at them, and raised an eyebrow.
"This dock used to belong to the Sankou-gumi?"
Hasegawa nodded slightly, without avoiding the question.
"Yes, they have internal problems, and some factions have temporarily withdrawn. After we took over, we had no intention of interfering in Hong Kong Island, but we also did not want to give up the transit route in the southeast!"
"Therefore, we need a partner who can stabilize the situation!"
"Mr. Xu is the most suitable candidate at the moment!"
He spoke frankly and sincerely.
Xu Lang remained motionless, but picked up the aerial view of the dock on the table and examined it closely for more than ten seconds.
What do you want?
Hasegawa smiled, his tone unhurried.
"Stablize!"
"Hong Kong Island has been in chaos for far too long!"
"We don't want to expend too much effort to rebuild a gang, nor do we want to deal with someone who might overturn the table at any moment!"
"Mr. Xu, however, did not actively expand in the past year, but he was able to keep the entire Hong Kong Island community in line with his wishes!"
"This is our choice!"
"We'll provide the land, the funds, and the access; Dongxing will provide the personnel, the manpower, and the order!"
Chapter 587 Secret Accounts Explode One After Another
"Let's split the profits!"
Hong Wentong put down the documents and looked at Xu Lang.
"This business is worth doing!"
"But we can't rush it!"
Xu Lang put the photo back in its place, his tone calm.
"What we need is not a mess!"
"I want you to clean up the network of relationships left over from the Yamaguchi-gumi!"
"Including those nominal partners, all the old accounts with inflated figures, and shell companies involved in illegal transfers—eliminate them all!"
"If you can't do it, you're not qualified to talk to us!"
Hasegawa nodded.
"I will handle this myself!"
"But I have one request!"
"For the next two months, Dong-Xing is not allowed to launch any further attacks overseas!"
"I don't care how you suppress Tianyao Society or how you consolidate local power, but it must be done quietly!"
"I don't want our partners in the southeast to see even a glimmer of light!"
"You want money, I want peace!"
After they finished speaking, both sides remained silent for a while.
Xu Lang stood up, walked to the window, and glanced at the bustling Central Street outside.
"We'll send people, and they'll go for three months according to your rules!"
"But if you dare to hide secrets, or try to use us as pawns—"
"Your port will be completely deserted within three days!"
Hasegawa bowed again.
"understand!"
After the meeting ended and Hasegawa left, Hong Wentong looked at the document and muttered to himself:
"They are genuinely afraid of us now!"
Xu Lang didn't reply, but turned and instructed Wang Jianjun:
"Replace some of the staff at the warehouse in North Kowloon!"
"From now on, we need to prepare for something big!"