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After the cleanup, Lei Yaoyang directed his men to seal off the nightclub, leaving the gang leaders at the main entrance, all with broken arms and legs, too weak even to beg for mercy.
The next morning, the news spread like wildfire throughout the Eastern District of Hong Kong Island.
Everyone knows it.
The East Star Gang is still around.
Moving territory is not allowed.
Stealing from the perimeter won't work.
Trying to make money amidst the chaos is even more unacceptable.
(bfea) Hong Wentong walked into the office with the battle report and placed it on Xu Lang's desk.
Xu Lang sipped his tea slowly, his eyes indifferent.
The situation on Hong Kong Island is becoming increasingly stable.
The surrounding cliques have completely fallen silent.
The new circles in Macau also dared not make any rash moves.
But Xu Lang knew that a stable situation did not mean no one was watching.
Especially at times like these, we need to keep a close eye on things.
We cannot give anyone a chance.
In the following days, the Tung Sing Gang continued its low-key expansion.
He took over the nightclub business one by one.
Logistics channels were opened up one by one.
The peripheral casinos were directly incorporated into the organization.
Real estate projects are being quietly developed.
Building materials, docks, freight, gambling—the Tung Sing gang had a hand in every business.
The quieter the underground circles on the surface, the more secure their control is behind the scenes.
That evening, Hong Wentong brought some new news.
A large conglomerate in the eastern district of Macau wants to hire Tung Sing to help them negotiate business.
It's not just a simple invitation to tea; it involves giving shares, projects, and cash directly.
There was even a small cargo terminal specifically opened for Tung Sing.
The conditions are ridiculously good.
Hong Wentong placed the invitation on the table, his eyes downcast.
Xu Lang flipped through the pages, his expression remaining calm.
He knew that such conditions couldn't be given away for free.
Later on, they either wanted to tie up Tung Sing with money or to control the situation on Hong Kong Island.
He Xigui stood to one side, a smile on his lips, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.
After waiting for a few minutes, Xu Lang finally spoke.
"Let them wait!"
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Hong Wentong responded and left.
He Xigui also left.
The main hall returned to calm.
Xu Lang leaned back in his chair, squinting as he thought.
It wasn't that he wasn't tempted, but rather that he knew he couldn't rush things.
The current situation is the result of the East Star Gang's efforts over more than a decade.
It was made little by little.
It can't be bought with a check or a contract.
If you're going to move, you have to move steadily.
They have to act ruthlessly.
Two days later, Hong Wentong brought another batch of new materials.
This time, it was a small clique in the southern district of Hong Kong secretly colluding to incite old triads on the outskirts of Hong Kong Island to rebel.
They also wanted to bring in two gangs from the western district of Macau to cause trouble.
Hong Wentong slammed the documents on the table, his face grim.
Xu Lang narrowed his eyes after reading it.
He Xigui came in, licked his lips, and said with a smile.
"Brother Lang, are you going to do something?"
Xu Lang leaned back in his chair and nodded.
That evening, Tung Sing made a move.
Lei Yaoyang, Hu Dami, Situ Haonan, and Hengmei launched a four-pronged attack.
They marched directly from Hong Kong Island to the outskirts of the South District of Macau.
The small clique's stronghold was wiped out overnight.
Underground casinos, nightclubs, logistics warehouses, and freight companies were all completely smashed.
All the ringleaders were either missing a leg or an arm.
After the cleanup was completed, the Dongxing people didn't linger and withdrew cleanly and efficiently.
They left behind a mess, leaving those people in Macau to clean it up themselves.
The next morning, Hong Kong Island was quiet, but Macau was in complete chaos.
The peripheral black market came to a standstill, underground casinos closed, and logistics were paralyzed.
Haojiang South District is completely finished.
In the main hall, Hong Wentong entered his office with the latest battle report.
Xu Lang flipped through the documents and simply nodded after listening.
There was not a single ripple.
The Tung Sing Gang is not just a name.
It was achieved through fighting.
It was achieved through sheer force of fists, bit by bit.
With things completely settled on Hong Kong Island, the atmosphere at the headquarters became much more relaxed.
But Xu Lang knew that this stability was only superficial.
The restless activity outside has never stopped.
Especially among the old circles in Macau, although they suffered losses, there are still many who are resentful.
That evening, He Xigui entered the office with a list.
Hong Wentong followed behind, his expression somber.
Xu Lang sat on the sofa, slowly flipping through the contract, his fingers tapping on his teacup.
He Xigui put the list on the table.
"Brother Lang, this group has been making a lot of moves lately!"
Xu Lang looked up and glanced at it, his eyes indifferent.
The list consists entirely of core members of small, elite triads in Macau and the outskirts of Hong Kong Island. They may not be large, but when grouped together, they form a tangled mess.
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They secretly banded together, running small nightclubs, small logistics operations, and underground gambling dens, hoping to gradually erode the outer territories of the Tung Sing Gang through piecemeal efforts.
Hong Wentong spoke in a low voice, his face cold.
"Brother Lang, they're not coming at us head-on; they're stealing things secretly. It's not a good idea to take direct action!"
Xu Lang remained silent, picking up the list and slowly flipping through it.
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He turned to the third page, placed the list face down on the table, and began to speak.
"Move the perimeter!"
Upon hearing this, Hong Wentong immediately understood.
That evening, Lei Yaoyang, Hu Dami, Situ Haonan, and Hengmei launched separate attacks.
It's not a direct confrontation.
Instead, following Xu Lang's instructions, they attacked directly from the outside.
The nightclub's supply chain has been disrupted.
The logistics fleet was poached.
The outermost perimeter of the outermost casinos, and then the clearing begins.
Layer by layer, like peeling an onion.
Before those small circles could even react, their resources were all taken away.
Even the alcohol supply for nightclubs was secretly controlled by the Tung Sing gang.
Three days later, the core members of the outer clique became anxious.