Chapter 4: Betraying the interests of the gang, a basic operation!
Huang Wengang spent the entire night gathering intelligence, collecting almost all the overt information available.
Some of this information was very helpful for the Brothers to break the deadlock!
Mong Kok, second only to Hong Kong in prosperity, has a highly developed entertainment industry with several red-light districts. It attracts numerous gangs looking to profit.
First-tier gangs alone include Hung Hing, United, Eastern Star, Shui Fong, and Wo On Lok, while the remaining second and third-tier gangs number close to twenty.
Hung Yee is one of those third-tier gangs, the kind that could disband at any moment.
Besides brothel business, Mong Kok is the most important source of illicit income for many gangs.
Wu Feng's target was Shui Fong, one of the lower-ranked first-tier gangs.
Shui Fong has a very important business in Mong Kok: managing mahjong parlors.
Portland Street in Mong Kok has the largest mahjong parlor in all of Hong Kong, and it has even formed a chain of mahjong parlors under the name 'Rui', with a sizable one also on Shanghai Street.
The right to manage the 'Rui' mahjong parlor on Shanghai Street is in Hung Yee's hands!
Regardless of whether Kwan Tsai Sum had any intention of getting involved in the struggle for mahjong parlor management rights in Mong Kok, Wu Feng was determined to pin that label on him.
"Brother, cheer up, you still have a lot of work to do today!"
After careful consideration and several reviews with his Brother, and finding no major loopholes, Wu Feng slowly revealed his plan. In the end, his Brother still had to run errands.
There was no other way; his cantonese still had a noticeable Mainland accent, which would easily arouse suspicion if he went out to do things. There was no need to take such a risk.
Wu Feng also had his own things to busy himself with; he needed to prepare some tools.
After all, it was a gang matter, and no matter the final outcome, there would inevitably be a need for action.
Within a single morning, all the Tuen Mun in Mong Kok knew that the newly risen Red Pole of Wo On Lok, Kwan Tsai Sum, wanted to contend for the management rights of the 'Rui' mahjong parlor.
Another piece of news quickly spread: Zhong Ye of Hung Yee, unable to withstand the pressure from Wo On Lok's Red Pole, Kwan Tsai Sum, intended to sell his mahjong parlor to the Shui Fong Mong Kok Hall Master.
Of course, there were other true or false news and rumors to attract attention—that's the underworld!
Clap!
Kwan Tsai Sum was at his Tuen Mun on Shanghai Street; he kicked the coffee table in front of him flying far away.
"Damn it, which bastard is spouting nonsense outside!"
"If I find out, I'll skin him alive!"
Just now, he had been called to the Portland Street Hall's Tuen Mun and was scolded by Brother Long Gen.
Long Gen didn't doubt Kwan Tsai Sum's 'great ambition,' but he was annoyed that such a matter hadn't been reported to him, the Brother, beforehand, and that it had become common knowledge throughout Mong Kok.
If Shui Fong's Hall in Mong Kok made trouble, the Hall would be quite passive!
Being inexplicably cursed by his Brother was one thing, but what annoyed Kwan Tsai Sum even more was that Zhong Ye of Hung Yee, that old geezer, actually wanted to sell his mahjong parlor to Shui Fong?
This, he absolutely could not accept!
Even if it meant offending the Shui Fong Mong Kok Hall Master, he couldn't let him succeed!
It wasn't just a matter of face; it also involved tangible benefits. He absolutely did not want Shui Fong's hand to extend to Shanghai Street.
The younger Brothers in the room were all silent, fearing they would become Kwan Tsai Sum's punching bag.
Just then, a commotion came from outside the Tuen Mun.
"What the hell are you doing? Looking for death?"
Kwan Tsai Sum was in a fit of rage and immediately started cursing in the direction of the door.
"Sen Ge, two kids from Hung Yee came over, saying they had something to discuss!"
Soon, a younger Brother came to report, his expression quite strange.
"What the hell?"
Kwan Tsai Sum said unhappily, "Beat them up first, then kick them out. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come to my door now!"
Soon, several screams came from the Tuen Mun entrance. He thought Hung Yee's thugs had been driven away, and his mood finally eased a little.
"Heh, Sen Ge is quite arrogant. One would think you're already the Wo On Lok Sit Lord!"
Just then, an unfamiliar, mocking voice came, full of sarcasm.
Wu Feng and his Brother Huang Wengang casually pushed aside the Wo On Lok thugs blocking their way and strode towards Kwan Tsai Sum.
"You're looking for death, kid!"
Kwan Tsai Sum roared, his tall, strong body suddenly lunging forward, a punch heading straight for Wu Feng's face.
"A Feng, be careful!"
Amidst his Brother's startled cry, Wu Feng's body suddenly lowered, darting out like a leopard. He raised an arm to block Kwan Tsai Sum's fierce punch, while his other hand went straight for the opponent's chest.
Kwan Tsai Sum was indeed Wo On Lok's most outstanding Red Pole; failing to hit, he immediately raised his knee to strike.
Wu Feng gritted his teeth, tensing his abdomen to take the knee directly, letting out a muffled groan.
Suppressing the urge to vomit from the turmoil in his stomach, one hand was already on Kwan Tsai Sum's carotid artery, while the other held a long, newspaper-wrapped object, pressing it tightly against Kwan Tsai Sum's chest.
"Do you want to continue?"
In a flash, victory and defeat were decided, leaving everyone stunned.
"Hmph, if you've got the guts, just finish me off!"
Kwan Tsai Sum was weak all over, his face flushed, and he looked at Wu Feng with both respect and fear: "Are you a Big Circle Boys?"
"I'm a legitimate Hong Kong citizen, the kind with an ID card!"
Wu Feng pushed Kwan Tsai Sum away, and the newspaper wrapping on the long object in his hand opened a bit, revealing the cold glint of a three-edged military dagger.
Whether others believed it or not, he certainly believed it himself.
Kwan Tsai Sum stumbled and sat down on a chair, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes as he was about to signal his Brothers to charge together.
This was Wo On Lok's Tuen Mun; how could outsiders act wildly here?
"Sen Ge, you better think carefully!"
Wu Feng sneered, grabbing the small backpack from his Brother Huang Wengang's body, unzipping it to reveal a dozen neatly arranged large firecrackers inside, their fuses already tangled together.
"Just one spark, and these firecrackers are enough to send us all to our graves!"
In a flash, the fiercely menacing Wo On Lok thugs who had gathered around immediately scattered far away.
"You're ruthless, kid!"
A flicker of fear also crossed Kwan Tsai Sum's eyes. Having faced death threats twice, he lost his nerve and instinctively spoke, breaking the stagnant atmosphere: "Speak, what do you want to talk about?"
Wu Feng didn't speak, merely sweeping his gaze over the Wo On Lok thugs present.
"All of you, get out! Don't come in without my permission!"
Kwan Tsai Sum was full of frustration, but he could only do as Wu Feng wished. Meeting such a ruthless person could only be considered his bad luck; thankfully, the other party didn't intend to take his life.
"Our Brothers want to rise quickly, and we hope to cooperate with Sen Ge!"
Seeing all the Wo On Lok thugs leave, Wu Feng then spoke startlingly: "As long as Sen Ge agrees to cooperate, the mahjong parlor under Zhong Ye's name will be your reward, and even the management rights of the Rui mahjong parlor can be transferred to Sen Ge!"
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Thanks to 'Oscar has indeed grown economically' for the reward; I can only add more chapters after it's put on shelves.
