Chapter 634
Sir, isn't this a bit inappropriate?
A secluded street corner at midnight.
A 4.2-meter truck was parked on the side of the road, surrounded by a group of men wearing black long-sleeved shirts.
Red liquid seeped continuously from the gaps in the carriage, and the strong smell of blood made one's throat itch as the night wind blew.
Inside the carriage, a man was bound in plastic, half of his body already mutilated by a machete.
The entire carriage was sealed with plastic bags to ensure that the blood would not stain the carriage.
Three men stood in front of the man, one of whom held a machete.
He stared at the man for a long time, then grabbed a machete and chopped it down on his head.
After killing the man, he stepped out of the carriage and glanced at his underlings beside him.
The younger brother quickly stepped forward, took out a towel, and wiped the blood off the ground.
This man is none other than Lian Haodong, the second-in-command of Zhongyixin and the younger brother of Lian Haolong.
Besides drug trafficking, Zhong Yixin is also involved in organ trafficking, gang feuds, murder to cover up crimes, and kidnapping for ransom.
They'll do anything that can make money; this gang believes in money worship.
Lian Haolong walked step by step to the street corner, slowly took off the white gloves stained with blood, and casually threw them into the trash can.
He stopped and glanced back at his underlings. "Clean everything up. Tonight is my nephew's 100th birthday banquet."
"Yes, boss."
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Lian Haolong booked out all of Hong Kong's most luxurious restaurants.
Lian Haodong changed into a suit and went upstairs to the second floor.
"Brother Dong."
The young man standing at the door hurriedly bowed and nodded.
Lian Haodong swaggered in, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
A man with a purple, punk-style hairstyle strode forward and grabbed Lian Haodong. "So late? We've been waiting for you. Come to my rescue!"
Guided by the purple-haired punk, Lian Haodong walked to the center.
A middle-aged man with a bulky build was holding a large beer mug, and a circle of elderly people stood around him.
Lian Haodong's eyes widened. "A beer mug? Uncle Tang, no way?"
It doesn't contain beer or water, but rather strong vodka.
Uncle Tang laughed heartily, "We're all in the same boat, this is nothing... Hey... Sister-in-law, you got a share too."
As he spoke, he picked up a glass of wine and walked toward a woman in an open-chested shirt who was sitting quietly at the next table.
The woman was in her forties, with short hair and extremely fair skin; two loofahs bore witness to her age.
Seeing Uncle Tang's invitation, the woman smiled slightly and stood up, "I'm in too? Then come and drink."
After saying that, she picked up a newly opened bottle of wine, poured a full beer glass, and drank it all in one gulp in front of everyone.
"Great! Sister-in-law is awesome!"
"Sister-in-law, you're just as capable as any man!"
Uncle Tang laughed heartily, "Su Su really has guts! Brother Long, I'll do it too!"
Lian Haodong casually stubbed out his cigarette, stepped forward, and shoved Lian Haolong's shoulder aside. "Alright, you uncles and elders. I'll drink on behalf of my eldest brother..."
Lian Haolong smiled and said, "No need, I'll drink it myself."
Lian Haodong kindly comforted him, "Brother, there will be times when you get drunk in the future. Besides, the uncles are not outsiders. It doesn't matter if I drink or you drink."
"Yes, yes, Uncle Tang, let us younger ones toast you. Tianhong, Awu, Ahong, raise your glasses and toast our uncles."
Lian Haodong pulled Lian Haolong to another table.
"Brother, today is your second wife's baby's one-month celebration. These old guys are here to cause trouble."
Lian Haolong smiled slightly, "Adong, don't talk about your uncle like that, be more magnanimous."
"Hey kid, you're here for a drink too!" Uncle Tang called out to a young man in a white suit who was playing video games at an empty table.
Xiao Heng didn't even look up. "I don't drink alcohol."
Lian Haolong smiled slightly and pointed at Xiao Heng, "What man doesn't know how to drink? Come on... you'll get the hang of it as you drink..."
Xiao Heng reluctantly put down his phone, stood up, and walked towards Uncle Tang.
At the same time, a stunningly beautiful woman in a pink dress walked in through the door.
The woman sat alone at a table near the door, with two noblewomen adorned with jewels sitting to her side.
The woman sat alone with her head down, her youthful face a stark contrast to the atmosphere around her.
Seeing this, Lian Haolong's woman, Susu, who was drinking, smiled slightly, put down her wine glass, and walked towards the woman in the pink dress.
Lian Haodong glanced at the woman in the pink dress and whispered, "Brother, is that Second Sister-in-law? I heard she's only eighteen and still attending an all-girls school."
Lian Haolong followed his gaze, a complex look flashing across his eyes.
Su Su had already walked up to the girl, affectionately put her arm around her shoulder, and was putting a wine glass into her hand.
The girl timidly tried to push him away, but Su Su forcibly held her down.
"Brother Long!"
Ah Heng approached with a wine glass in hand, a fawning smile plastered on his face. "I'd like to toast you, wishing the young master a long and healthy life, so he can take your place in the future!"
Lian Haolong took the glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Ah Heng, that shipment in Tsim Sha Tsui, 3 AM tomorrow, warehouse number seven at the pier." His voice was calm. "The Thai guys want to test the purity. You go personally. You know the consequences if there's even the slightest mistake."
Ah Heng's face turned pale, and he quickly nodded, "Understood, Brother Long, don't worry!"
Lian Haolong patted his shoulder, quite forcefully.
Ah Heng swayed, almost spilling the wine in his glass.
Just then, a commotion arose at the door.
A man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses walked in, surrounded by several henchmen in black.
The man was in his early forties, his hair was neatly combed, he was carrying an exquisite gift box, and he had a gentle smile on his face.
If it weren't for the menacing-looking subordinates following behind him, anyone would think he was a successful businessman.
"Brother Long, congratulations!" The man cupped his hands in greeting from afar. "I was stuck in traffic and arrived a little late, please forgive me."
Lian Haolong's face broke into a smile as he strode forward to greet him: "Attorney Wang! Your presence is a great honor for me. Please have a seat!"
Attorney Wang is the chief legal counsel for Zhongyixin and a key figure in their money laundering network.
He has influence in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.
When the two shook hands, Lian Haolong felt that the other's palm was slightly cool and dry.
Attorney Wang's smile was impeccable as he calmly surveyed the entire room.
"Ah Dong," Lian Haolong instructed, turning his head, "take Attorney Wang to the main table and serve him the best wine."
Lian Haodong understood and eagerly led Attorney Wang to the innermost table.
Those people sitting at that table were the true core members of the gang, as well as a few guests of special status.
As Attorney Wang passed by Su Su's table, he paused slightly, his gaze falling on the girl in the pink dress.
The girl was being forced to drink half a glass of baijiu by Susu, and she was choking so hard that tears streamed down her face. Susu, however, clapped her hands and laughed.
"And who is this?" Attorney Wang asked casually.
Lian Haodong lowered his voice: "Second Sister-in-law."
Attorney Wang nodded, his smile unchanged, but his eyes deepened.
He didn't say anything more and followed Lian Haodong to his seat.
The banquet was reaching its climax.
The sounds of drinking games, toasts, and laughter mingled together.
Several drunk thugs started taking off their shirts, revealing their full-back tattoos, and began to sway and dance awkwardly in the aisle.
In the corner, Xiao Heng had already slipped back to the empty table and picked up his phone again to play games.
Luo Tianhong sat quietly, toying with a Zippo lighter in her hand, making a crisp metallic sound as it opened and closed.
Xiao Heng glanced up at him and asked, "Brother Hong, aren't you going for a drink?"
Luo Tianhong didn't look up, her voice hoarse: "It's meaningless."
"That pink dress," Xiao Heng gestured towards the girl, "is quite pitiful."
Luo Tianhong followed his gaze and saw that the girl's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were unfocused, but Su Su was still pouring wine into her glass.
"In this world, who isn't pitiful?" Luo Tianhong said calmly, lighting a cigarette, the smoke blurring the scars on his face.
Suddenly, the side door of the restaurant was violently pushed open.
A bald, burly man reeking of alcohol staggered in, followed by three or four equally drunk henchmen.
The burly man had his shirt open, revealing a ferocious Guan Yu tattooed on his chest. His face was full of scars, and his eyes were fierce.
"Brother Long! Congratulations!" he shouted, his voice booming and drowning out all the noise.
The entire room fell silent for a moment.
Lian Haolong turned around, his smile fading slightly: "Awei, you're here."
Ah Wai, the leader of the Chung Yee Shun Mong Kok branch, is known for his bravery and ruthlessness. Recently, he has been quite critical of Lin Ho Lung over the division of territory.
"How could I not come to such a joyous occasion?" Awei staggered over, his underlings making way for him. "But Brother Long, that's not very kind of you. You invited Uncle Tang and the others, and you invited Lawyer Wang, but you didn't even remember to invite me?"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Lian Haodong put down his wine glass and quietly reached for his lower back.
Luo Tianhong stopped playing with the lighter.
Xiao Heng put down his phone and sat up straight. Lian Haolong smiled, a kind and amiable smile: "Awei, what are you saying? I called you myself, but your subordinate answered and said you were getting a massage and would come later. What, didn't your subordinate tell you?"
Awei was taken aback. One of his underlings behind him suddenly changed his expression and whispered in his ear.
Awei's face turned pale and then red, clearly indicating that he had genuinely forgotten.
But with everyone watching, he couldn't save face.
"Well... I might have forgotten," Awei said, sticking out his neck. "But Brother Long, since I'm here, I have to toast you. Come on, fill it up!"
He grabbed the Moutai from the table, took a swig straight from the bottle, and then glared at Lian Haolong.
Everyone was looking at Lian Haolong.
Lian Haolong's smile remained unchanged as he slowly picked up an empty glass and filled it with baijiu. His hand was steady, and not a single drop spilled.
"Awei, we're brothers, no need for formalities." He raised his glass. "I'll drink this, you can drink as you like."
Having said that, he drank it all in one gulp.
Awei's expression softened slightly, and he took another swig from the bottle.
But he clearly wasn't going to give up yet. His gaze swept around the room and finally landed on Su Su's table, on the girl in the pink dress who was already drunk and slumped over the table.
"Hey, this chick's got a hottie!" Awei's eyes lit up, and he swayed over. "Whose girl is she? Can I borrow her for a couple of days?"
Su Su's face darkened, and she stood up to block the girl: "Awei, you've had too much to drink."
"Sister-in-law, I wasn't talking to you." Awei chuckled and reached out to take the girl's hand.
Just then, a figure silently appeared in front of Awei.
It's Luo Tianhong.
He was half a head shorter than Awei and much thinner, but he stood there.
He didn't say anything, he just quietly looked at Awei.
Awei sobered up a bit.
He knew who Luo Tianhong was, and he knew even more how terrifying this knife was when it was drawn.
His henchmen behind him were on high alert, their hands on their waists.
"Tianhong, step back." Lian Haolong's voice rang out, calm and unwavering.
Luo Tianhong remained completely still.
"I said, step back," Lian Haolong repeated, his voice now carrying an undeniable authority.
Luo Tianhong then slowly stepped aside to make way, but her eyes remained fixed on Awei.
Awei's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he forced a smile, saying, "Just kidding, Tianhong, don't take it seriously... Brother Long, I'll punish myself with a drink, I'll punish myself with a drink!"
He grabbed the bottle on the table, gulped down half of it, then wiped his mouth and said, "Well... I have something to do, so I'll be going now. Brother Long, let's get together another day!"
Having said that, he led his men away in a dejected manner.
The storm seemed to have subsided.
But the atmosphere at the banquet had changed.
Many people whispered among themselves, the old men at Uncle Tang's table exchanged glances, while Lawyer Wang ate his food slowly and deliberately, as if nothing had happened.
Lian Haolong returned to the main seat and sat down. Lian Haodong leaned over and whispered, "Big brother, that bastard Awei is getting more and more arrogant."
“A clown,” Lian Haolong said calmly. “The noodle stalls on those streets under his control have seen their sales drop by 30% this month. Ah Dong, take some men to help him out tomorrow.”
"clear."
Lian Haolong raised his wine glass and slowly scanned the entire room.
His smile remained gentle, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, causing everyone he looked at to unconsciously lower their heads.
He was watching, observing who was gloating, who was watching coldly, and who was plotting in the shadows.
Finally, his gaze fell on the girl in the pink dress.
Susu had already asked someone to help her to the sofa next to her to rest. The girl curled up like a frightened little animal.
Lian Haolong beckoned to one of his underlings: "Go, get a blanket and cover her up."
The younger brother responded and left.
"Ah Dong, tell me, what are we risking our lives for?" he suddenly asked.
Lian Haodong was taken aback: "Of course it's for money, for getting ahead!"
"To stand out from the crowd..." Lian Haolong murmured repeatedly, his gaze drifting out the window.
“But Ah Dong, look at these people,” he said softly. “They drink our wine, eat our food, and take our money. But do they really have loyalty, righteousness, and integrity in their hearts?”
Lian Haodong fell silent.
Lian Haolong downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, stood up, and said, "I'll go check on the children."
He left the banquet hall and headed towards the VIP lounge at the back.
The corridor was quiet, shut out of the noise from outside.
In the rest room, the postpartum nanny was holding her newborn son, humming a song softly.
Lian Haolong walked over and took his son.
The tiny baby was fast asleep, completely unaware of how bloody and cruel the outside world was.
He gazed at his son's innocent face, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
He recalled many years ago when he was just a small-time hoodlum at the docks.
At that time, he only had a machete and a lot of courage, thinking that he could make a name for himself with just these two things.
Now, he has money, status, and power that makes people tremble with fear.
But he felt that the road beneath his feet was getting narrower and narrower, and the walls around him were getting higher and higher.
"Brother Long." A voice came from behind.
It's Susu.
She walked over with two glasses of wine, handing him one: "Why are you hiding here all alone? Uncle Tang and the others are still looking for you to drink with."
Lian Haolong took the wine glass but didn't drink it: "Susu, you've had a tough time all these years."
Su Su smiled, a smile tinged with melancholy: "We're an old married couple, why bring up these things?"
The two stood side by side by the window, silent for a moment.
"Don't take Awei's matter to heart," Susu said. "He's just a reckless fool; he'll never amount to anything."
“I’m not thinking about Awei,” Lian Haolong said. “I’m thinking about how long we, Zhongyixin, can remain loyal.”
Su Su's smile vanished.
She understands her husband.
This man was usually decisive and ruthless, with a heart as hard as iron, but the occasional weariness and confusion he showed were only revealed in front of her.
“Ah Long,” she said, for the first time without calling him Brother Long, “we’ve come this far, there’s no turning back. We can only keep moving forward, ever forward.”
Lian Haolong looked at her, the woman who had been with him for twenty years.
She was no longer the panicked hostess he had rescued from the nightclub years ago.
Now she is Zhongyixin's sister-in-law, a strong-willed and meticulous woman who manages most of his business.
But wrinkles had appeared at the corners of her eyes, and gray hairs had sprouted at her temples.
“Yes, there’s no turning back,” Lian Haolong murmured.
He downed the drink in one gulp, then gave Susu a tight hug on the shoulder before turning and walking toward the door.
"Let's go, the guests are still waiting."
downstairs.
Chan Ho-nam stood below with a group of Hung Hing henchmen.
"Master, this is Zhongyixin's territory. Lian Haodong is holding a full-month celebration for the son born to his second wife up here."
Feng Yuxiu leaned against the wall, staring up at the wall. "I heard they're a big drug trafficker?"
Chan Ho-nam shook his head. "As you know, I just came from the United States and I don't know much about the gangs in Hong Kong now. But I have heard that the biggest drug lords in this area are Lian Haolong and Brother Buddha."
"We're just going to charge in like this... I'm scared..."
Chan Ho-nam was truly terrified. Fung Yu-sau had killed all the old guys in Hung Hing with a single blow, and now all the old guys in Hung Hing were dead.
Even the leaders of several branches of such a large gang as Hung Hing don't know this.
If they had known that tens of thousands of people would riot, something terrible would definitely have happened.
Although Chan Ho-nam was a well-known figure, it would be a disaster if his subordinates found out that he had led outsiders to kill an elder of Hung Hing.
Those henchmen are determined to kill him.
Therefore, he is now in a dilemma and has no choice but to follow Feng Yuxiu. If he stops, he will surely die.
Feng Yuxiu smiled and said, "Of course, we're not murderers. If we rush in, it will just turn into a riot. Didn't you just say that Lian Haodong has a mortal enemy? Let's take him out and start with his business."
The police need evidence, right? If we leave Lian Haodong with no way out, he will definitely resort to riots.
In the event of a riot, the Flying Tigers would have a legitimate reason to launch an attack.
"Let's go."
“Master…we only have a few people…Brother Buddha has at least several thousand people on his side right now…”
Feng Yuxiu got into the car without saying a word.
Chen Haonan was stunned, and extreme fear appeared on his face.
madman!
Those are people! (End of Chapter)