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Hong Wentong watched his retreating figure and knew what was going on.
Long Feilai is merely here to give an explanation.
As for whether or not someone can stay, that's not something that can be decided by saying a few sweet words.
In the past seven days, Tung Sing has not killed a single person, yet it has turned half of Hong Kong Island upside down.
It's not because they're ruthless, it's because they're too steady.
Without uttering a single word, he could completely subdue people.
This is true dominance.
A leader isn't made by shouting slogans; he's made step by step, forcing everyone to their knees.
Now, who dares to disobey the Tung Sing Gang?
The day Long Fei came to the teahouse, it was eight o'clock in the morning.
The sky was not fully bright yet, and a layer of gray fog still hung on the horizon.
He didn't drive; he came by subway.
No one picked him up or saw him off. He only had a young man with him, and he didn't even bring his teeth.
He was wearing a gray suit and his hair was carefully styled, but the fatigue on his face was undeniable, and he had dark circles under his eyes, indicating that he hadn't slept all night.
When he entered, he didn't look up, but went straight to the second floor and walked along the corridor to the private room at the very end.
He recognized the smell of this room. A few years ago, he had negotiated a shipping deal here. Back then, he had connections backing him up, and outside connections were providing him with a safety net.
There's nobody here now.
The door wasn't closed, so he pushed it open and went in. Hong Wentong was already waiting.
There was no incense lit in the room, no tea brewed, and only a piece of paper on the table, completely blank.
Long Fei sat down, glanced at the paper, then looked at the person opposite him (Wang Haohao), his expression complicated.
“The person has arrived!” he said.
"Mmm!"
"This isn't my first time in this room!"
"Yes!"
"However, I came here before to discuss how to divide it."
I've come here to ask one question: is it possible for me to stay?
Hong Wentong didn't move, his tone calm.
"It's not that you can't stay, it's that you don't want to follow the rules!"
"You set the rules, and if I didn't respect them, I wouldn't have come in person!"
Chapter 621 Silent Retribution and Closing the Net
"Whether you admit it or not isn't just about what you say, it's about whether you have someone backing you up!"
"I'm gone!" Long Fei lowered his head.
"Matsui is ignoring me now."
Shunhai's money has dried up; all they have left in their accounts is their savings!
"So, what are you planning to say now that you've come?"
Long Fei reached into his inner pocket, pulled out a densely written form, and handed it over.
"These are all the overt projects, logistics stations, money laundering routes, and peripheral accounts that our Tianlong Society is still operating."
I'll give them all to you!
"Have you thought this through yourself?"
"I've had enough of living!"
Hong Wentong took the order, glanced at it briefly, and then placed it on the table.
"You've handed over these, so what about you?"
"I don't want to die!"
"If you leave now, no one will touch you!"
"But you also know that if I leave now, the one who's gone to Tojoyama will come looking for me to sacrifice his flag!"
"Then what do you still want to do?"
"I can step down, I won't be listed, I won't endorse anything, but I'll keep an eye on things for you!"
"You think you still have the right to negotiate?"
"I don't negotiate, I just want my life!"
After those words were spoken, the room fell silent.
Hong Wentong looked at him and remained silent for a long time.
There was a knock at the door; it was Wang Jianjun.
He held a new financial statement in his hand, showing the accounts that Tianlong Society had transferred out over the past month.
Turning to the last page of the document, there is a payment made to a company in South Bay called "Baitai Assets," which is one of the shell companies newly registered by Shun Hai.
Hong Wentong spread the report out on the table and pointed to that one entry.
How do we calculate this?
Long Fei glanced at it, his expression unchanged, but his voice lowered a few decibels.
"That was something my subordinate did himself, I... I can make him take the blame!"
"You weren't carrying it?"
"If I take this, I'll lose my life!"
"Then what are you doing here?"
“I’ll make him take the blame. I’ll cut off all the people connected to the south, clean up all the personnel, and give you all the accounts.”
From now on, I won't ask you a single question about how you handle shipments or install the lines!
"Are you really willing to be our dog?"
"It's not a dog, it's resignation (bfea)!"
Silence fell over the room once more.
Wang Jianjun didn't say anything; he just stood at the door and glanced at Long Fei with a cold look in his eyes.
For Tung Sing, it doesn't matter whether such a person stays or not; the key is whether he is still useful.
Hong Wentong put the documents away and stood up.
"Can your people control this?"
"I can still hold it in!"
"Then go back and clean up all of Tianlong Society's accounts, venues, outsiders, and loan sharking operations."
If you don't finish clearing it out within a month, we'll come and take it ourselves. Then you can get out!
"it is good!"
"From now on, if your people have any financial connection with those other gangs, even if it's just one dollar, Tung Sing will no longer keep you!"
"I see!"
Long Fei stood up, bowed, and said nothing more.
He knew that this bow was not an admission of defeat, but an acceptance of fate.
He didn't lose to Xu Lang, but to reality.
Hong Wentong didn't try to stop him. He turned and walked out of the private room, the door behind him closing slowly without making a sound.
He went downstairs and walked step by step into the street. The sunlight fell on him, and he suddenly felt completely exhausted.
He didn't die in that battle, but he didn't survive either.
On the way back, he didn't say a word.
His underlings glanced at him furtively a few times, but ultimately didn't dare to ask.
They all knew that from this day forward, the Tianlong Society was no longer the Tianlong Society; they were now under the name of Dongxing, drinking Dongxing's soup, and walking Dongxing's path.
Xu Lang, meanwhile, was sitting in his office, quietly flipping through the list from Tianlong Social, tapping the corner of the paper lightly with his finger each time he turned a page.
Chapter 622 Hengmei Outer Sea Operation
He's not in a hurry; he just needs time.
He knew that no one on the entire Hong Kong Island dared to act recklessly anymore.
Whoever moves will die.
Whoever causes chaos will suffer the consequences.
In this round, Tung Sing didn't use a single knife, yet he severed everyone's hopes.
Who dares to disobey? Who dares to open their mouth? One look from him is enough to ruin your family and kill you.
Xu Lang no longer needs to explain anything, nor does he need to lose his temper.
As long as he sits, no one dares to look up.
A few days later, the new warehouse project in the southeast of Hong Kong Island officially broke ground. It covers an area of 3,000 square meters and is positioned as the "third logistics hub". It is registered under the name of a trading subsidiary of East Star Holdings.
On the day of the groundbreaking ceremony, there was no ceremony or anyone to oversee the site. There were only three vehicles parked on the perimeter, and a group of workers in overalls were carrying steel bars and cement in and out. It looked no different from an ordinary construction site, but anyone familiar with the business could tell at a glance that Dongxing people were mixed in with those workers.
This group, led by Hengmei, consisted of a squad from the Alpha Special Forces, who were transferred there to provide covert protection on the perimeter. They did not wear uniforms or carry identification; all of them were disguised as construction workers and infiltrated different work areas.
At the same time, the "Anti-Smuggling Supervision and Coordination Group" under the command of Wang Jianjun was established. It was directly affiliated with several legitimate local chambers of commerce. On the surface, it was an industry self-inspection, but in reality, it was the eyes and ears that Xu Lang had planted to investigate who was still opening back doors for the Sankou Group.
The judge laid out the information of the five newly submitted trading companies on the table and reviewed them one by one. As long as there was a financial line involving Shunhai, Songjing, and Lu Chengzhi, it was marked and He Xigui arranged for people to follow up on each one.